Pánfilo Novels & Stories

The man said in a raising voice as he moved closer to Ozouf and looked directly into his eyes. Ozouf took a deep, heavy breath and looked back at the man. “I said go home Edon! Phlan isn't home.” He said as he raised alarm. "Young master! Go home as it is very late. Besides, I really don't know neither have any idea where Phelan is. She left home and since then she hasn't returned yet!" Ozouf said as he turned his back on Edon. Who then stood still, biting his first finger as he tried to reason. Moving few steps from side to side of the door, expressing all his dissatisfactions.

Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

Pablo calmly spoke to Phil, "I've heard about your connection with one of the servants, Phil, and to be honest, no parent will approve of that, especially since we've already arranged for your marriage to Cecilia. Phil was only listening calmly; he is aware that his father's counsel is always sound and is simply waiting to see this time if he would be able to withstand it. Pablo prompted, "I need to hear so I know precisely why you fell in love with this girl. Tell me what the qualities are that you enjoy about this female." Don Pablo replied, "That is bullsh*t, Phil. Any lady can make you happy. You think I simply have your mother to make me happy?" Phil replied, "Papa, she makes me happy."

He asserted as if he isn't up seeing them this close. "Just tell us what you found, young man." Franco uttered with such a hurry. Gavin had an eye to eye with him. Gavin didn't seem to like the way Franco spoke with him when I just nodded my head at Gavin, a sign that it's alright and don't mind him. "Who is this friend of mine you're talking to?" "Well, actually, it's your friend as well as Franco's friend." Franco asserted. "Jesus, just tell us who!" "Panelo Kristan."

Sergio seemed to be able to read his brother’s thoughts through the controversial look on his face and he reared his gaze to Pablo and asked haughtily, “You there? Who are you and why are you with this vain mafioso?” Pablo was taken aback by the rude address and seeing that Stefano was keeping an unusual silence, he responded wearily, “Pablo Rodriguez and my relation to…” Was he going to call him a mafioso as well? He just went ahead anyway. “…the mafioso here is my cousin”.

“I wasn’t speaking of your body. Don’t tell me you don’t recall any of your displays last night. The things you said to him.” “Him?” My forehead twisted in confusion. “Who is him?” There was indeed a man. Ahh! “Alpha Leonardo. Your favorite beast,” she mocked. “Huh?” My eyes extended, about popping out of their sockets. My hand flew over my cheeks. “What do you mean by ‘Alpha Leonardo?” Slapping my cheeks hard, I tried to remember. But my stupid brain wasn’t working. Why couldn’t I remember a thing. My teeth bit my lower lips hard, sending pain down my spine.

But a common client came to the barn with a shrieking peregrine. “Pancho Mariano, what happened to this little guy?” the barn owner asked all worried. He didn't take back calling his name like that although this friend of him is also called in his full name, Mr. Pancho Mariano Panes. Mariano is just a second name, not his surname.

My baby whimpered, and Dante shook his head at her “I am not here to hurt you, Aurora, if anything, I came here to help you out with a cause that we are all sharing” Alessandro walked inside the room, followed by Angelina, Elena, and Maria. Elena smiled at me, and ran to my side, sitting on the edge of the bed and despite how nervous I was, I smiled at her, nodding as she ran her finger over his hand, before I glared back at the woman “Eva D’Angelo is Nicolas’s mate, and the keeper of the Guardian’s Eye, in other words, the Compass of Secret’s best friend”

The names and code names are as follows: Sanchez, Romulo - Lorden Patrick Perez, Bernard - Clarkson, Lerry Venedre, Wesley - Smith, Johnson Carter, Peter - Fonollosa, Lorenzo The papers dropped back to the box. Max’s hand reached for his forehead, massaging it mindlessly. His mind swirled at the sea of his emotions, wrecked as he stared at the cover name of his father.

He spoke enthusiastically and opened the map. “This right here!” He pressed his finger on top of the picture of two men and stared at me with big eyes. “These are Victor Vives and Pedro Vidal, Aka Panther.” He spoke through gritted teeth. “These are the assholes who had a big part in letting M. Castillo walk out free.”