Papa Gaul Novels & Stories

"You two seemed to be close with each other. Do you know Giaus, dad?" I know dad the most. He never put his hands on someone's shoulders unless they were close. Like they have this brotherhood kind of sensation. And so is Gaius to him. He was a bit awkward but, he find dad comfortable to talk with. "Yes. I know him very well." dad confessed. "He is not the man you think he is. Giaus is a Blood Demon, Cecelia. He is a vampire. That's why I don't want you to befriend him, understood?"

Audrey speaks up and Giovanni nodded. “Oh really?! Unexpected romance it is!” Mama awkwardly beamed but Papa immediately cleared his throat. “Come on, Honey. They are already adults and they know what they are going to do,” Mama said and she smiled at us so I did to her. “I don’t care,” Papa stubbornly said and I just chuckled. “This is the last chance, Giovanni. I don’t care who you are and what your capabilities are but once my daughter comcomesme running to me looking broken like she was two years ago, blood will shed,” Papa said with his authoritative voice and stood up from his seat. Mama followed him.

Each breath was becoming more ragged as he began caving under the pressure. "P-Perhaps you've h-heard of my father Gerald Fitzer? Y-Your club and him did some business in the past.. He told me how much he respects you and your work." "Ah yes Gerald! I remember him! No backbone at all, raised a nasty little crotch goblin, think his name was Paul. Veery spoiled that one. How is your father!?" Paul decided it would definitely be in his best interest to ignore the jab at him being a crotch goblin. But seeing he responded kindly about his father Paul figured he would use that. "He's doing great, he told me you were one of his favorite clients."

I sighed. “You're crazy.” He sobbed. “You're shedding tears? Come on, Gaius. You're too grown for this.” I mocked. I didn't know why he was resistant at first, but I knew Gaius was not the type to withstand torture. He had the mindset that I might kill him easily, but unfortunately he was wrong. “Enough with the tears and say what you have to say.” “Raphael is a sorcerer.” He revealed, and I could hear the gasps of the guards nearby, even Dimitri’s expression shifted slightly.

She was standing behind a counter trying to get away from him; her abusive step father. "Petite peste! tu ne me parlera pas de cette manière tan que je restera ton beau père" The humongous muscly man sped left to catch up with the girl from the other side of the counter but failed miserably as she spun further away from him causing them to run circles around the counter.

Gael shakes his head. Gael Slater: My dad gave it to me. The boy shrugs moving around the desk. Halo Noel: Can I see it? Gael hands Halo the leather-bound book, reading the simple yet intricate title, impressed. Halo Noel: Tom Sawyer. He runs his right hand over the worn leather spine. Halo Noel: Is your father coming to pick you up? Halo checks his watch, notices the time, and sits up. - Usually, Gael would be the first to leave, as his father was never tardy. So, seeing the boy hanging back feels odd to the attentive teacher.

"I understand. Sorry for your loss, I know how much your father meant to you" "Thank you" "My parents said I should extend their condolences and they are sorry they can't be here" "My regards to them" "Ummm....." "Eulalia, I've been looking around for you. The priest wants to speak to us" Gabe said before turning to Constantine "Thank you for coming man" "You're welcome. I'm here if you need anything" he said his eyes filled with worry. "Thanks. Eulalia when you are through, I'll be waiting for you in front of the church"

Since Archard brought up the topic first "Papa, do you remember Clara, the vintner's daughter from Bordeaux?' Archard paused and tried to dig back into his memory. There was only one vintner from Bordeaux whose daughter he had ever seen, it must be a Bellavance. Of course he did, remembered the girl as a soft delicate girl with a bright smile, she was polite and fun loving, on top of that she was also highly beautiful, she was simply stunning, how could he forget such a face.

Pappa had definitely been f*cking her. Proserpina Delano's eyes lit up as she saw Claude but Pappa beat her to it. “What is it, son?’ growled the Mafia Don. Claude felt embarrassed; he knew his father could not keep his hands off Mumma; when he was growing up, he had heard bawdy details of what a great, lusty man his Pappa had been, his unbelievable, indefatigable sexual prowess, the endless stream of wh*res and mistresses who had kept him pleasured; until he got seriously attached to his much younger wife, that is.

Zoe and I shared a look, probably both picturing the scene. I hope Persephone got a few good hits in. Gianpaolo needs to be taken down a peg. And him getting his ass kicked by a fifteen-year-old sounds perfect. “And you left her to go have sex with I don’t want to know who.” Papa’s eyes narrowed at my brother. “He better be mateless, or you are both in trouble.” André held his hands up. “He was mateless. You know I would never. And I didn’t think Gianpaolo would cause such a scene.” he sighed.