Los Temerarios Torrents Novels & Stories

Tina pushed her bottom lip out in a pout, crossing her arms over her chest as she paused in the opening to Skylar's cubicle and watched as Skylar sat down and wiggled the mouse to wake her computer screen. Skylar ignored Tina's pout and opened the available placements memo from that morning. Mostly more accounting firms, law offices, and a couple big companies looking for mailroom temps. Skylar stopped scrolling and clicked on one of the placements. She knew it must be the one Tina was talking about because she heard an excited squeak behind her. Banscroft Empires. Looking for a temp placement for CEO James Banscroft's personal secretary. Skylar quickly clicked apply and said a quick prayer

‘You fucking piece of shit’ Lisa cursed in anger as she tries to lung forward and kill one of them but Jeremy hugs her from behind thus preventing her from attacking them, then he carried her away from the gate. ‘Lisa calm down, all you need to do is sneak inside and talk to El- Tama or whatever his name is…’ ‘It's El-Termur’ she corrected cutting him off. ‘Whatever Lisa, what am trying to say here is talk to this El-Termur and later you can punish them however you like, how is that’

Tyler slowly entered inside the office even if he looks like a bold and brave man but infront of these two man he feels like a coward and above that if the both of them are angry then only God can save him from them and right now the both of them were angry at the same time. "I have something important to tell you." Tyler said being brave but inside he was praying that none of them snap at him. "What is it?" Ace asked his calmly yet coldly because he knew if Nicholas will ask him then the consequences will not be good. "The deal with Martío-El-Ricco was successful and he wants your announce it infront of the mafia world that he is our partner now." Tyler told them making Nicholas to scoffed

Emily's POV I threw on jeans and a sweater in record time, my hands shaking as I pulled my hair into a messy ponytail. By the time I got downstairs, Alexander was already at the door, his phone pressed to his ear. "I don't care what it costs, kill the story... No, I need it gone completely... Fine, set up the meeting. I'll be there in fifteen minutes." He hung up and looked at me. "Ready?" I nodded, and we rushed to the garage. This time, Alexander drove the Audi, taking the turns through the empty Los Angeles streets faster than was probably safe.

We stayed that way for nothing less than twenty minutes till I broke the silence. "You've been eating that slice of pizza for a long time now, we both know you're just killing time. Just tell me how you know Earl and why he would tell you things. Earl doesn't just talk." My witty self was back. He took his last bite and looked up at me. And if anything in this world is sexy, this topped it all. He was chewing so sexily, so hot. L'Angelo Dell Terrore Is a walking sex. "Nothing major, and nothing that concerns you."

I stared down at the bag as my brows knotted in indecision. "Move! You're blocking the best part." Gilbert scowled. Gilbert was the class weirdo. I wasn't surprised he'd be the only one watching that crap. Without thinking, I opened the pocket and snuck my OhMiBod into my pocket then left. Inside the stall, I took three deep breaths before entering pornhub. The sound of a brunette screaming filled my ears through my earphone. The man fucking her looked like an offspring of Bigfoot. He was the hairiest thing I'd ever seen. His dick had a slight curve and the brunette seemed to be enjoying every inch of it.

Claire saw another meaningful smile on the soul reaper's lips. "What?!" Claire suddenly stood up. "So, here's the deal," Gami said nonchalantly as he gestured for her to sit down again. "There's this illuminati inside your world who aims to live forever. One illuminati soul equal ten evil human souls. Just give me two of them and I'll help you return as Claire. You can do what you want to ask for forgiveness to that vampire. That's all you want to happen, isn't it?" Claire blinked. If Gami speak, it seems as if it is that easy to do what he says. According to him, the illuminati plan to live forever. So, how can she get their souls?

"There's no story." "Oh, I disagree." She waves the polaroid in my face. The image had developed now—Simone's face half-hidden, but my profile is clear. "Damien Adams, tech philanthropist, fucks a stripper raw in a strip club. He calls himself daddy and begs her to cum." She tilts her head. "Your shareholders would love that." I remained unfazed. "This is illegal, whatever you publish would be taken down." "Who said anything about publishing?" She steps back, tucks the Polaroid into her tiny clutch purse. "You know where to find me."

Julie pointed at huge kung fu panda. "That one. And that Charizard. Oh my god, it's so fluffy." "Yeah, it's cute." Arabella smiled excitedly. "But the targets costs more than other and it's difficult to hit them... They are tricking us. Waste of money!" She shook her head. "Let it be!" "Are you sure?" Julie teased. "Because they have already grabbed their guns." Arabella saw Knights and gasped. "Oh my god!" "This gun looks tampered, can I use mine instead?"

One sister wasn’t reacting at all. Amara. While everyone else whispered and panicked, Amara sat perfectly still. Watching. Observing. Almost amused. Joy narrowed her eyes immediately. Something clicked inside her mind. Then suddenly— The projector screen changed again. But this time— Nobody had touched it. The image glitched violently. Static flickered across the screen. Then words slowly appeared in large black letters. LIARS DESERVE EXPOSURE. The entire hall froze. Confused murmurs spread instantly. Mother Superior frowned sharply.