Peter Rollock Novels & Stories

Rollo groused "You are not the one asking the questions here" "Look, I don't know who you are or what your intentions are, but I should warn you that I deal with people who are very dangerous and powerful. Rick Carlos is my very good friend, he is very popular and deadly, you should know who he is in the underworld and you know the worst thing for you? Rick has connection with Nikolai Klaus, one call to him and you're dead" Rollo threatened, he suddenly feels very confident in all the connections he has, if his friend, Rick Carlos finds out what this good-for-nothing moron has done to his friend, he will kill him for sure. He expected his abductor to grow shaky in fear at the names he mentio

“Aunt Rox, this Young Master Roland you kept referring to is Roland Rockwell, yes?” Rox seemed perplexed by the strange question. “Yes, what’s wrong?” “Like, Roland Rockwell? One of the Rockwells?” “Yes, certainly.” Rox assured her, “Why, is there something on your mind?” “Oh, nothing.” She was just a little appalled by this unexpected development. Where did this guy get all this money from?

the lackey asks anxiously. Stiles growls deeply, "Don't panic! My hand will report this to Peter immediately. Meanwhile, just have your boots follow Rocco's car and find out exactly where they are taking his body!" "Yes, sir," the lackey replies before running off into the brush. Back in the territory core, Stiles hesitates for a brief second before calling Peter Hale. "Peter, Rocco from the Blackfang Rogue Pack has taken Mr. Hale's body. We might need your direct intervention with the pack warriors." Stiles knew better than to sugarcoat the situation, or his skin might just suffer Peter's terrifying alpha wrath.

For many years, Rollo questioned her mother for the identity of his father but his mother never reveal it. Rollo had been working for Ragnar Marshall for five years and had rose to become one of his most trusted men cause of his sharp fighting and killing skills. He had also followed Ragnar Marshall to do some underground business so when Ivan, the previous butler died, Ragnar picked him to come and serve as a butler in his house. Ragnar Marshall chooses people he has a bit of trust in.

CHAPTER FORTY Stitches “Mr. Culpert, would you mind passing the rolls?” “Please, call me Peter.” So it was the weekend, and the cozy and sparse apartment was suddenly full of guests. There were Bryony and Eddie, and they had invited Syrina and Rikki-Tikki over, as well, and Peter Culpert—the man who wanted more than anything to murder Bryony—was their guest of honor. “Thank you so much for saving her life,” Syrina said, clasping both of Peter’s hands with her own. “I can’t imagine what would have happened if you hadn’t been there.”

the voice of a cute boy in a faded T-shirt, flannel shirt and worn jeans with his arms full of art supplies says from beside me as he looks me over. “I’d shake your hand but my arms are full. You must be Delta Riley’s daughter, Elena. Everyone calls me ‘Rolly’. My name is Jon Rolland and I moved here two years ago from my birth pack to live with my aunt and uncle and that fool of a cousin, Liam,“ he says, chuckling at the end. “He’s really not that bad of a guy, but thinks with his dick sometimes.” “And you’re not?” I tease with one brow cocked.

“It makes them predictable.” The rustle became footsteps. Roland Cross, emboldened by his “exclusive” intelligence, went nuclear in the media. He didn’t just leak rumours; he hosted a prime-time special on a major cable network. The set was sombre, the graphics ominous. He presented “findings” from a “patriotic whistleblower” within Rogers Industries.

You don't know how to fucking drive? Yeah, I do! But we're doing this fucking fast and furious kinda shit, for when we are in need. This new job I have with the council is no joke. Two years ago before Ricky met Livie, we were contacted by Alpha Blake, the former leader of the Primord's Pack. He had word that the alpha in charge of the pack Livie was from was the main ringleader of a big dark operation.

I asked him "Stop!!" Mr. Rolkosov tried calming me down but I didn't even listen to him what I had in mind was to kill him. I stopped holding him and turned to his partner "you know what this deal is over I don't want to be partners again. I can't have old perverts in my company" Mr. Rolkosov was stunned, mouth agape "please Mr. Rodriquez I would speak to my partner let's not end this good deal"

Samantha sighs, she looks at me with melanchola and sympathy, which was the least I needed right now. "Yeah, to make matters worse, Roxanne had a kid with a different guy in high school. She tried to make Russell beat up her kid's dad, telling him all kinds of lies and shit. She was pissed when Russell told her to forget it. The guy was a professional football player." I glance at him irritated, making him widen his eyes. " I mean... Russell could have taken him, but, the guy is pretty cool. He had never had any trouble with us, we all went to the same high school. She was mad that she was in doubt for who the dad was, and tried pinning the poor kid on three different guys."