Vic Fuentes Funny Novels & Stories

- I grumbled irritated, making the officer laugh. -I'll back you up, Lauren. I smiled at her and pulled a little smoke into my mouth again. Handing it to her so that she would do the same. She approached and leaned against the cold wall where I was, grabbing the small cigarette from my hand to put it between her lips. She didn't take long to let out the smoke screen betvween her lips. Veronica Iglesias or simply Vero was my best friend, she worked with me as a clerk and investigator, she was like a sister to me since high school when we met. We were always on together for everything that happened in this life.

"Someone infinitely superior to a gorilla like you." Another bomb flew. Victor nearly cried. "How could you say that?!" "I'm your friend!" Kiara smiled sweetly. "Correction." "You're my dead friend." BOOM!! --- The descendants were laughing so hard they nearly fell off their chairs. Luke wiped tears from his eyes. "Uncle Victor is actually running for his life!" Neil laughed. "I've never seen him this scared." Even Penelope couldn't stop giggling. Theodore sighed while rubbing his forehead. ".he really deserves this."

Vincent quickly broke into the cloud computer system to learn about Anderson Silva. Vincent watched the profile and some videos of Anderson leading a meeting at Horus. "Who are you?" Vincent muttered, then returned to typing on the laptop keyboard. Despite his access code being blocked, Vincent remained calm and focused. Vincent managed to get a complete profile of Anderson Silva. "So he's the former Vice President of Vlopps."

He inserted the flash drive into his laptop. The screen flickered. A single video file appeared. Elyra held her breath as Zevarion clicked play. The video opened with a blurry image of a dimly lit room. Then the camera adjusted. And a familiar figure appeared on the screen. Elyra’s eyes widened. “Wait… that’s—” She stopped speaking. Because the man in the video was unmistakable. Victor Fernandez Vale. But what shocked them both wasn’t just his presence. It was what he was saying.

I asked with narrowed eyes. He smirked. “Your confidence in my ability to read you is damn insulting. Viviana is a tough nut to crack, just like her dad, and you are a stupid-headed Spaniard.” “Hey!” “What?” he shrugged, finishing his wine. “I actually thought you would be stupid enough to let her go. You know, the typical stupid at twenty-seven, and then you’ll end up alone until you realize you’re already ninety-one.” He laughed at his own pun, making me groan. He has the creative mind of a fiction author. “If it’s any consolation, I thought we would still be friends by then, and I get to say ‘I told you so, amico.’”

" He stopped walking and gave Felix his most serious look. "Clear. I won't tell anyone, I promised," Felix said. Oh, but Felix couldn't be trusted with secrets, that's one thing Daemon had forgotten. Felix was annoyingly loud and straightforward. Sometimes too honest for his own good. "Do you know Valencia Luciano?" He suddenly asked Felix. Felix looked at him. He wasn't joking nor kidding him. He sounded like he would kill someone if his question wasn't answered.

You look at him like he's going to install world peace. " What? NO!" I said exasperated, receiving a wry look from my colleague. I pulled myself together, totally unfazed. "He's just the son of my mom's bosses and we talk sometimes. No big deal." "No big deal. Come on, Helena! You're a terrible disguise." Vicenzo laughed as if I were the funniest joke in the universe, and I continued to stand there staring at him, arms crossed and bewildered. "I knew there was something very strange going on in that little heart of yours that you haven't fallen in love with me yet. My classmate noted and it was my turn to laugh, giving him the middle finger.

I had no other option but kept pushing for my mom. " Puppy"Fernando cooed at me. My eyes widened and I peeked at him. "Good day Boss Fernando" I greeted with utmost courtesy as needed. "How are you?" He queried and placed his hand on the counter, very close to a bottle of Belver bears Vodka which I just served someone. " I'm okay, Boss" I replied with a wavering smile as I didn't know what precisely he meant. He had never asked me such a question. "Are you sure about that, because you look like Donkey's barf?" he chuckled. I chuckled as well. Fernando always had this dark humour which made him unique and sort of a funny bully.

THE GOOD-FOR-NOTHING SOCIALIST VALENCIA CARTER IS SURPRISINGLY GOOD AT SNAGGING WEALTHY MEN: ANOTHER NATIONAL HUSBAND HAS BEEN STOLEN VALENCIA AND CORBYN CIRILLO: THE NEW LOVE COUPLE? VALENCIA AND CORBYN CIRILLO ON A DATE: DUMPING MAVERICK VANDENBERG FOR CORBYN CIRILLO? When Valencia tapped on the social media app, ridiculous headlines like these were the ones that graced her view and led the top 10 of the global trending searches.

And that reminded me of those formfitting jeans he’d been wearing when we met at the Publix, and before I knew it, I was hard again. To distract myself, I grabbed my iPhone and scrolled through my morning messages. My brother Richard had some notes on the contract with Vladi Vodka, a woman from Côte d’Ivoire wanted my help in moving money around, and my friends on F******k, I*******m and Twitter had been busy with updates.