Pixie Hollow Terence Novels & Stories

"It's not like that. I just wanted to take a look." Cecilia snorted coldly. "So, have you seen enough? Now get out. I'm sure Ariana wouldn't want you here." Terence didn't argue. He felt she was right. He lowered his head and pleaded, "Can I take a set of her clothes with me? I want to build her a cenotaph." Cecilia remained silent for a moment, her expression unreadable as she looked at Terence. "Fine," she finally replied. Terence looked up, searching for the most suitable set. His eyes landed on a set by the bed.

"Best friend, Mr. Gray. I know the whole story, so you don't have to pretend around me. Georgina." Terrence smirked and accepted Georgina's hand. "Nice meeting you, Georgina. Terrence here. And I'm not pretending. I'm just naturally sweet. My wife knows that very well." I looked at him in annoyance. "We're having girls talk here, Terrence. Go back to your friends." "Alright!" He pulled himself up and smiled at me. "Call me if you wanna go home already. I brought my car." I lazily lifted my car keys. "Same with mine."

Lucy looks a bit uncomfortable but she doesn’t miss to shoot me a lopsided smile as she said, “We should catch up somewhere private, Ronan.” “I am sorry, but I have to go. It was nice meeting you,” I said curtly and walked away immediately. I followed Teresa who was walking inside the house. “So she sucks really good huh?” she asked me as soon as she saw me following her. “It was all in the past,” I replied as I reached her. “Do I suck you off good, Mr. Pierce?” she asked me innocently. Looking like every bit of an angel that she is in her black dress.

Terence stopped crying and choked out, "Initially, I thought I was righteous. It wasn't until I saw so many dragons die that I realized something was wrong. After investigating, I found that Mr. Leeroy was motivated by profit. I regretted my actions deeply." Dragon Prince spoke coldly, "Since you've come to the Dragon Palace, you will pay for your deeds. You won’t get away with this, you scoundrel." "Go ahead." Adrian was somewhat displeased. Since Terence had come this far, he must not have planned to return alive. Dragon Prince dared not make a sound. Having just escaped death, he naturally knew how powerful Adrian was, so he could only continue to listen to their conversation.

"Terence, think about it. Back when you used to fight with Timothy, did you ever win? Now, if he wants to deal with you, he won't use his fists anymore. He'll just take your life. You'd better believe me." "That… sounds terrifying," he muttered uncertainly before looking at me. "If he really kills me, would you cry at my funeral?" I took a deep breath and turned to look out the window, feeling completely done with him. Even though we had left the boutique first, when we arrived at the Shore residence, Timothy's car was already there. Through gritted teeth, Terence muttered bitterly, "Of course he had to get here before us. That guy always has to win, even with something like this."

Terence got up and went to the windows with his phone. "So, you're coming over? We'll start without you, then." Terence then ended his call and returned to his seat. Robin couldn't help but notice that his eyes had been fixed on her since just now. It made her feel ill at ease. "That woman he fancies is in Henkel, which is why he's also here," Terence said as he sat down. His voice was cool. "He's coming over later, but we'll start without him." He then started eating. Everyone else followed his lead.

With a steady, unreadable look, Ezekiel said, "Joshua is extremely arrogant, and he's too full of himself. You'll never make him see sense." Winter gave a quiet, relieved smile. "Thank you for the advice, Mr. Fulton. I've long given up on such thoughts." "That's good." Ezekiel flashed a smile as he retracted his hand. "Good luck with your divorce. Until next time." … After the emergency treatment, two hours passed before Terence finally woke. But perhaps from sheer exhaustion, barely two minutes after opening his eyes, he drifted back to sleep. Seeing the boy was fine, Heather left with Vincent.

Terence smiled menacingly and aimed three blows at the air. Before long, several Sword Towers experts all came up to Terence and Ethan. They bowed and said, "Greetings to Mr. Whitehall and Mr. Manderly!" Terence reached out and took a few gold pills and a bottle of pale blue medicine. He handed it to them and said, "This is a camopill and a fairy draught. Do as I told you before. If you can't come to me with Sebastian's head in two days' time, then you can kill yourselves."