This Ain't It Chief Novels & Stories

you," Oyinda could no hide anymore, and she stammered, a d managed to say something, father looked at her in the eyes, and she felt unconformable, " uhnnnnn, ehnnn" chief kept looking at her not blinking, he looked at her like his eyes was meant to forced words out of her mouth, and somehow it looked like the charm was working after all, " yes i……may…. Haaaave somebody," chief said, still looking at her, " you may have somebody or you have somebody, which one?" Yes baba, i have somebody from the palace of Ogbon a relative to Atinuke the beloved, he asked me out and i have been going out with him for a while, and it was he that had prefer we keep our relationship a secret, until when he is r

"She is my junior and her name is not Emerald. We were all playing different characters. It was just a play to trap you and get the important details of your underworld story to arrest you." Ian felt an endless agony accompanied with untameable fury. He wanted to cut her breath and choke her to death. Trying his best to restrict his anger, he asked his last question. He needed to get his answers to book this foolish government employee who dares to mess with him, a Walkhart. "What about the woman who underwent the lung transplant? Is she your mother?" Nobody in the world, even the complete nation will be able to save her if he decides to teach her a lesson. Without having the realization she

Lisa said as she signed in and raised her head, making eye contact with Maggie. "It's a good thing you're here." Maggie exhaled a sigh of relief. "What happened?" Lisa inquired, perplexed. "You should've arrived earlier than this." "Why?" "Did you not get a message on Saturday?" Maggie asked. "No. What is it about?" "Really?" "Yeah. What is it about?" Lisa asked once more. "It is about the new CEO. I've heard he's extremely cold." He being 'extremely cold' is an understatement. Lisa thought before speaking to Maggie. "And what about him?"

Chief Kareem hasn’t changed at all. She stepped back slowly, careful not to make a sound, her mind racing with questions she couldn’t yet ask. For now, she knew one thing for certain — the peace in their home was only an illusion, and the man everyone called “Chief” still carried the power to destroy everything they loved.

Not finding Frank anywhere and seeing Zark on the bench, she asked, "Sorry to bother you, sir, but have you met this tall, handsome youth? He was visiting someone in Ward 22!" Hearing 'tall and handsome' quickly told Zark who Janice was looking for. "You're looking for the chief? He's cooking medicine right now, but he'll be back soon." "Chief?" Janice was perplexed. It was usually sir, mister, or boss. Janice giggled as she was amused at the thought that Frank was some tribal chief, though it would make Frank all the more interesting. "Yes, chief." Zark nodded. "As for what he is the chief of, I'm afraid he can be very modest and may get upset if I told you everything. That's why you should

“What? I haven’t misheard, have I? Sergeant Larson is back?” “F*ck me! The chief instructor is actually back. That’s awesome! Hah-hah-hah-hah…” “Don’t be fighting with me. I’m going to express my admiration for the chief instructor! His actions in Murica were really impressive. He actually defeated Adam and it feels great! The chief instructor is the pride of our country, hah-hah-hah-hah…” Similar voices could be heard coming from different places in Insurgent Trifecta.

Right before the syndicate's power handover, I flew back to New York after a year of studying jewelry design in Europe. But the night before the ceremony, my secret boyfriend of three years—the Rossi family's new second-in-command—sent me a text: [Sorry, Chloe. I lost a card game, and you were my chip. You're his problem now.] Before I could even breathe, I got tagged in the family's encrypted dark-web channel. The top thread was blowing up: [The Mafia Boss Just Won a Fat Pig for a Girlfriend!] Pinned right at the top was an old photo of me from a few years ago. Back when I was 180 pounds. The comment section was ruthless: [If the Boss knew what he actually won, he'd regret making that bet.]

The chief was the reason I didn't get bullied like other surrenders. When we were out of the hall tent, hr turned to me. “Spit it out Son” he said. “Okay Chief bit promise you wouldn't laugh” “I promise” he said with a straight face. I swallowed. “ It's nothing really chief it's just that, there was a girl…” I stole a peak at him and his lips had began to quirk up in a smile. “Hey chief you promised “I said. The chief raised his hands up in the air. “Hey I am innocent I didn't laugh I only smiled”

Which leader would want to make themselves sound like they could not even rein their own subordinates in? He said, "Young human Anito, well, enough of your guess, the affairs of my people are for me and my people to deal with. As for you..." The Chief paused once again to take a glimpse of the listening angel. Slowly he then continued, "If my guess is correct, the primary reason you're targeted by her is you yourselves." Ley tilted his cheek to one side and doubtfully asked, "What do you mean?" To this, the Chief first exchanged glances with Helen, the angel and upon taking in the neutral expression of the other, he answered, "Well, you should probably think of what is special about you."

Noah maybe the love of my life but he was still the hate of my life,I couldn't help but think how my life right from the beginning revolve around Noah and I'm sure that wasn't a good thing for my mental health. "Cherry lips, crystal skies I could show you incredible things Stolen kisses, pretty lies You're the King, baby, I'm your Queen Find out what you want Be that girl for a month Wait, the worst is yet to come, oh No . " Tonight wasn't about Noah,it was going to be about me and I was going to try and get laid by another man to see if he could make me forget about Noah Williams just for a second. "Screaming, crying, perfect storms