Peralta Brooklyn 99 Novels & Stories

“There’s a supermarket and a few restaurants downstairs. The subway station is about a five-minute walk to the right. If you need anything, contact me anytime.” “Thank you, Cecilia.” “Don’t thank me too quickly.” She walked to the door before turning back around. “The Anderson family doesn’t keep useless people around. The value of what you brought depends on what value you can create for us next.” After the door closed, the room fell silent. I stood by the window and looked at the scattered ship lights across the ocean in the distance. Suddenly, I had a sense of unreality. Just over ten hours ago, I had still been trapped inside that gilded cage in Corholt, ordered around by a man who treat

"Leticia—" "You heard her." Lucas turned to James. His body leaned forward slightly, elegant and predatory at once. His voice was low, but the pressure in it chilled the air. "James Colombo. You had nine chances to keep her by your side. You wasted all nine. Now she is beside me. And I will tell you this: I will spend my life treating her well because she is Leticia. She is my Principessa. She is my Donna. He paused, and the faint, dangerous curve of his smile fully appeared.

In the end, I went to a breeding facility. It cost me fifteen dollars to buy one that was jumping all over the place. I'll never forget how surprised and touched Seth looked. "Nevaeh, you're so kind to me." I felt so guilty. I just wanted to repay him for saving me. Then, Seth heard about another remedy consisting of a centipede boiled in water. He wanted me to catch a huge one, over one foot long. Later on, he told me to boil wasp tails in water. Over the course of a year, he had me looking for all sorts of dangerous bugs to help his legs.

Yvette said with a wry smile, “It’s my fault. Since Connor appeared, I couldn’t help being drawn to him. “He reminded me of Yoel when he was younger… so cheerful and full of life. “But I shouldn’t have confused the two of them. “Over the past two years, I used up all ninety-nine chances Yoel gave me. “I never wanted to leave him, but now, he doesn’t want me anymore.” Her voice was choked with emotion. After a long pause, her friend said, “I know. I understand.” When the call ended, a text appeared on her phone. [The fax was sent from here. You should be able to find some information if you ask.] … After ten hours of travel, I finally arrived in Prance. The moment I landed, Ethan and his coll

The only title I would ever hold in the pack house was that of housekeeper. I arrived at work that day and Boris, the butler, immediately told me I was to report to Luna Turner in her office. I checked my watch to make sure that I hadn't been late. I was right on time. I got a sick feeling in my stomach wondering what I may have done to warrant a meeting with Luna Turner. She had always been nice to me because of her past with my parents, but she was the type of woman who expected perfection. I was terrified I had done something to let her down. I needed this job if I was going to be able to move away from uncle Laurence. I made my way up the grand staircase of the pack house, the nerves ma

"Ms. Harper, that secretary who always steals our work got kicked out today. Serves her right!" In his office, Frederick kept dialing my number repeatedly, but could never get through.

I looked into his eyes — those beautiful eyes — and asked one last time, "Do you still love me?" He laughed like I'd said something funny, came back over, patted my head, and answered without missing a beat. "Of course I do. Don't overthink it. I'll be back tomorrow. We'll celebrate our anniversary then — I already made a reservation." He sounded so sure of himself. I nodded. "Okay. I'll wait for you." For the first time in nine years, I lied to him. I turned and started walking back to my room. But Jason — who had been in such a hurry to leave — was still standing by the door. He hadn't moved.

A smile ghosted his full lips. “We are. At least you see how cool I am now.” I winked cheekily. “Yeah, you’re all right.” I flushed. A different smile tilted his lips. This one was full of affection. “I think we might need to start this episode over.” Ash waved at the TV. “I have no idea what’s happening.” I grinned and leaned back against the headboard. “We could watch Brooklyn 99 if you want.” “Yeah?” “Yeah. I mean, we both like it. And I could use a laugh right now.”

"Yeah, she has such a bad temper. Locking her in there might be a good idea. I'll bring her some of her favorite shrimp later. "Come on, Joel," Dad said. "She'll be fine in there for a few hours." Instantly, terror surged through me. I pounded on the door with all my strength and screamed, "I'm not mad anymore! I'll apologize to Yvette! I'll do anything! Just let me out! I can't breathe! I'll die if I don't take my medication!" My voice cracked into a shrill plea, but no one answered. I crumpled to the floor. The itching spread from my back to my face, and soon, my throat began to close as well.

Puting kurtina. Na halatang parang nasa hospital ako... Bumangon na ako... Ang ingay eh. Teka? Bakit andito ako? Kausap ko palang si Sir Edmund. "Pinsan nga ako ni Kiara Alvarez!" Huh? Kilala ko ang boses na yun. Parang nangaling sa pinakamalalim na balon. Pagbukas ko ng pinto... Nagsitinginan sila sa akin. Parang nakakita na naman ng multo sila.