Papa Geges Novels & Stories

"Why?" "You have a bigger problem to face here. You can't afford to be absent while the problem will start emerging. Since Venenata Negra has been resurrected, expect that little by little, calamity will strike Valeria. The people will need you when that time happens." Papa explained. He doesn't look annoyed, but more of a professional who's talking to his business partner. I was not allowed to come. But I have this feeling that Papa doesn't like working with a team. He prefers to work alone and get the job done. So there is a very high chance that he will reject Elijah. Unless he needs the help of others.

My dad asked in a teasing voice. I groaned internally. He was using “THAT” voice. “Dad, Peter is someone I met today. I just told you about him. He helped me out with Patty…” Piper interrupted with a scoff. “Someone? Peter Melton isn't someone. He's the number one elite, he's the richest guy in Delengade.” Piper said excitedly. Dad looked surprised. “Is he back in the country then? I thought he was abroad. Dave said so the last time we talked.”

Perla whispered as she turned around. "Papa P?" Bea wondered. "Papa Pogi, are you whining?" he said but he just grinned and looked at the young man again. "Thank you very much for visiting me Aldrin, but I'm busy right now." He said as he turned back. "I'm sorry Papa P, he needs to get all his goods down before he goes on a date with you." Perla said indignantly and the girl suddenly took her by the arm to return to their respective places.

As if he approves of what he's seeing "We'll see if the boss accepts her" "She's pure. Untouched" Papa rushes to say. For the first time, I notice that he is kneeling and Mama and Andres are standing in a corner, hurdled up together. These men don't look friendly at all and despite their size, they are too young to be Papa's friends. A feeling of foreboding creeps up my spine. Who are they? What do they want? What did Papa mean by pure and untouched? "What is going on?" "He's selling..." Andres starts to speak but Mama slaps a hand over his mouth. Cutting off whatever he wanted to say.

"But how about you?" "I will be fine." "But Mama. I don't want to stay here anymore. I was so scared last night. What if he'll hurt you again? We need to escape from here. Who is my Papa? Maybe we can ask for help from Papa's relatives or help from the police? I heard that bad guy say my Papa's name is Zachary ." "Yes, your Papa is Zachary, Zachary Anderson ." "Zachary Anderson? The son of Zoren Anderson, the owner of Anderson corporation?"

To our surprise, it was Papa who entered the room. He sneaked into our room as if he's a theif. He slowly broke down the door so it wouldn't make a noise. He quickly sat down on Eve's bed. "Isn't it, 'yet? Am I right?" Eve asked and continued writing in her notebook. Grabe, a. He was only thirteen but didn't even use po and opo. Just a little bit really, I'm going to slap it. Just tell me. "Yes," papang replied. "That's what I was saying to your sister before! But, that, makes you laugh at what your uncle is saying. Don't get too engrossed in what he's saying. Sometimes it's not in the right mindset. "

II In most cases a son resembles his father; in my case it couldn’t be more accurate. My father served in the P.L. Army in Gespir, and while serving there met my mother, so in the process I have a Gespir name even though I never went to Gespir. It is farther North and a long way to travel in order to see a few legendary sites. If you ask me, it’s not worth it. The roads have changed; the trips are short and heavily guarded. I already decided that I will only go to the capital. Who am I laying? I didn’t go anywhere. Imagine a wizard with a bright carrier in front of him what could he do in a small place? Drink.

The guards stepped away to allow us to talk privately. "What do you need, and why are you here?" Papa asked, as if he didn’t want to see me. I took a deep breath, gathering my courage. I wanted to ask, "Pa, what’s your connection to the Grimaldi family? Is it true... that our family did something terrible to them? About Aunt Margot’s betrayal, is that true?" Papa didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he leaned back in his seat and crossed his legs. "Why, Arietta? What did that family say to you, huh? That we’re the bad guys and that they’re as pure as angels in heaven?" Papa laughed loudly. His laugh echoed throughout the room. I felt a slight fear at the way he laughed.

Theo whispered. “I’m drinking.” “You’re holding that glass like you want to strangle it.” “If you don’t shut up, I’m moving.” “To where? Delano’s lap?” “Don’t tempt me.” Papá tapped his glass once with the tip of his knife, bringing the volume down from festival to regular large family. “Bueno,” he said. “Before the food gets cold and the children decide butter is a toy, let’s eat.” “I don’t play with butter,” Max said quickly.

I hesitated, then admitted quietly, “I already pulled every cent of my investment from Caelen’s casino. But it looks like I still lost a bit.” He shook his head. “You didn’t lose anything,” he said firmly. “If a little money is all it took to show us the kind of man he really is, then I consider it well spent. I can make more money, Kiva. But I only have one daughter.” “Papa…” I didn’t know what else to say. My throat tightened. Papa’s expression shifted. “Actually, Kiva,” he said slowly, “there’s someone I’d like you to meet today.”