Lester Glenn Novels & Stories

Dexter**** “ none other than your mother in law Bitch, she was popping that dusty P**** on a longgg c*** last night at her job. The janitor apparently only snitched after she turned him down to slob on his banana….. he went and told all the workers that were present that night and word got back to the boss man. He didn’t even have the conversation about terminating her employment, he sent her a text to not bother cleaning the desk just take it with her and don’t bother showing up tomorrow or In the next lifetime.”

“No iron can’t be bent by the power of the Glitters. Go tell him who I am and if he has a brain, he will know what to do.” The officers might be taking statements from witnesses and investigating the footage but Leigh believed once he revealed his identity, even the police chief would side with him and help him cover up the matter. With Leigh’s order, Samuel strutted over to Don and said arrogantly, “Chief Braders, the owner of the McLaren is Leigh Glitter, from the Glitter family of Sunrise City. I believe you know what to do.” “The Glitters? I see. I know what to do now.” Don nodded.

Ken stated, but Alexander shook his head in disapproval as he placed the cigarette in between his lips and lit up the edge before speaking. “I suspect Kal. He's been acting a bit weird recently.” “So is Lynn. I could sense this strange thing about that guy. He is always checking up on his phone and goes out to take phone calls as if they were some sought of a secret he doesn't want any third party to hear about.” He explained and slick back a piece of greased hair which has fallen into his face. A short grunt escaped his lips when he probably moved his injured lips more than he should have.

A lot. “Leo, is this your pack?” The big guy’s cheeks flushed, and then his gaze darted to Gabe and then Odis. “Yes.” He was wearing a green, ripped sleeveless shirt and I could clearly make out the hickies along his neck. They almost matched mine, but I had a sneaking suspicion he might have more. “What a small world,” I murmured.

Letting that bastard Gelle control him, use him as his chess piece. “You bastard! You should have asked me, bastard! Can you bring back those children you killed? I thought you were different from him! I knew you were troubled but I never know you could go as far as that! I am greatly disappointed in you.” Lester smacked his chest and firm his heart, not letting pity take over him. Naster always had a ghost in his heart, people telling him he would be just like his father, and because of that, he had to hide in that library, Lester helped him hide his identity.