Papa Gaul Novels & Stories

Lola got out of the car holding her head, experiencing the feeling of being rear-ended for the first time, she was thinking about whether this would attract the police—— But she heard something far more terrifying than the police. "Uncle Caesar," Keynes was extremely surprised, "Are you okay?" Caesar. There are many, many Caesars in this world. The executive of the ancient Roman Republic was named Gaius Julius Caesar, the famous poison duke of Renaissance Italy, and the commander of the Papal States army was named Caesar Borgia, there is also a type of plant in the Rosaceae family also called Caesar. Only one Caesar could make Lola feel horror at this moment.

"You can ask your wife Lati, she knows the whereabouts of Haule's wife, just tell her to bring the woman to you." "Let's say I do that, what do I gain in bringing Haule's wife to you?" Galore asked. "I will try to be a good son to you, isn't that what you always want, father? So is it a deal?" Galore smile when Ruthless called him 'father', "I love it when you call me that Ruthless, I will do as you say and bring Haule's wife to you tomorrow, that's a promise," he said. "Alright father," Ruthless said and turned to leave when he stopped and faced his father, and did the unexpected which left Galore shocked and surprised.

He paused and gazed at Marcellus, "You cannot blame me for lacking control. Many years Marcellus, many years I hadn't tasted blood directly from a human, in the end, I...I killed a maid. So I ran. Away from father, you know what they'll do to me if the elders find out I killed a human." Marcellus hummed, a brief expression of shock painted his face but faded away again the next minute. He knew. He knew Angelus could never resist, he knew his actions that night had an impact on his brother.

Admittedly, he had dated her a couple of years back, but their relationship was well and truly over, and he had made no promises to her, meant to lead her on. "But Papa, I have nev..." Sebastian started, but Gaius put up a firm hand in the air to cut him short as he eventually turned to face his son. At nearly sixty, Gaius Castillo looked as strong and agile as was possible for a man of his age. He had that kind of masculine beauty and undeniably appeal that only got better with age and he had that commanding aura that obviously gave him an edge in the business world. "Not a word!" it was obvious that Gaius had no interest whatsoever in hearing Sebastian tell tall tales.

He loved everyone and I loved that about him. “I'm so sorry, Althea. I'm so sorry for leaving you and our son behind. I love Silas. I love my sons, Silas and Saul.” I heard these words from my father again as he drifted back to coma. Now, Gaius cannot tell me that I am hearing things. Who is Althea? Who is Saul? Does this mean that father has an illegitimate family that he abandoned throughout this time and Silas is part of them? This is now more serious than ever.

, Darika said and each head snapped at the same time towards Darika. "Wh. Wha. What?", Pashika stuttered. "Oh, Prettiest Mom! Honey's father and his brother both look the same model but different versions of CINTHOL soap", Darika said and giggled but someone (Arthit) was digging his grave by the look he was getting from the other side of the table. "Father is CINTHOL LIME and Son is CINTHOL FRESH", Darika explained and Arthit hung his head.

"Half of them are Jake's but he couldn't come so he asked me to sell them." "Kid, don't lie to me ... these beasts are at most two months old, even if you preserve them." Luna had a peculiar look on her face now. "But I don't like to pry in other's business, so I'll let it slide ... that is, if you answer my one question ." "What is it, Ma'am? " - Creed had no option but to ask. "Have you ever heard about a man named 'Paurush' ?".

The sound of her crying made the two people on bed alert. Her eyes squeezed shut as if to stop the tears that were running down her face nonstop. All color drained from Thoma's face, his thrusts coming to a halt. He slowly got off the girl below him finally catching sight of the figure that stood in the door way. " Paige.." The girl with him paled as she whisper called out to Champagne. Champagne's eyes flew open and her expression hardened as she glared at her boy friend and her little sister Lilly. All she done for these two meant nothing.

"My father was great man of honor. A strong lad even in his early days. A charmer, a respectable, honorable man. A hard worker, one hell of a negotiator. Affluent, independent of means and very moneyed. I reckon everyone sat here, must have been once jealous. All his mates were jealous. My father was very very uhm tolerable. May his soul Rest In Peace." Gerald Gallagher said seemingly just blabbering anything that came out of his mouth.

“Not smart enough for a real job either, huh?” “Shut up.” Porcius chuckled, walked over by a stone pillar and voided his bladder again, all over it. His head cocked as he heard a crowing in the woods. He taunted the squawking birds to come closer with waves of his stream. “Doesn’t matter where we are from,” August said in a low voice, not far from Porcius as he himself answered natures call. “If Flavius has old Gaulish blood in his Roman line somewhere, enough to give him blonde hair, is irrelevant. I don’t think the beasts of this forest or the magic workers who inspire them care. We are all one race to them.”