Vic Fuentes Funny Novels & Stories

I grin and he sighs "I'm so fucking done I've been going around finding information, exporting and importing shipment but nobody is in a dying mood and it's frustrating" he groans running a hand down his face A few snorts from this drug called VMF aka for Very Much Fucked always does the trick "Get the new stock out of my drawers," I say and he rubs his hands together. A mischievous grin spreads on his face He goes to open the drawers and his face falls when he sees what I know are the little glass bottles as well as the injections right next to them

I'm really good at hiding my emotions. Hey, jusko. I cried. I quickly held back my tears and just opened the youtube app on the Ipad. Vish might even see me crying for no reason. I just searched the name of my favorite youtube channel. Frame Order. Frame Order provides cartoon videos. But, most of their content is full of dark humor, so it's not the kind of cartoons suitable for children. I then started watching the videos. Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes it makes me uncomfortable because someone's hand is being cut off, and sometimes I hate it.

“But you, I don’t know.” “Well, my name is Minus, and I’m a Sagittarius. I enjoy long walks on the beach, going to the theater, and knowing what the fuck is going on around here.” “You are funny guys. You two should do a podcast or something. Don’t you think so, Crush?” Mexican Hulk nodded but remained expressionless. Viper continued, “I have a great sense of humor, too, but I also know when to be serious. I wonder if you gentlemen know when it’s time to get serious?”

He said it so vehemently that I began to wonder if it was true or just hatred for me. "Hey, please hold the fence down for me; I promise I'll go my way after this," I tried to plead with the world's greatest bastards. " You think we can help you?" Brian mocked, laughing slowly. " I told you, she is a real wacko with several screws loose," Vince finally gave the closing comment, the way he always did. I saw the cold hint of a smile covering his lips as he winked at his friends. What could be so funny that I missed was my head inside the barbed wire.

Vincent pov I laugh so hard my eyes water. I haven't heard anything so ridiculous and stupid in a long time. The last time someone made me laugh like that was in high school. But the look on my Beta's face can only mean how serious his question was. I wipe away my tears and straighten my posture. Like a kid trying to look serious, I clear my throat a few times before speaking up. "That was a great joke, my friend, but warn me next time before you try to say something so absurd. One of these days, I might choke on a piece of food and die. Do you want it?" I raise an eyebrow at him.

Vincentio said over his steepled fingers. If she just accepted his money, he wouldn't still be here, stuck in a soulless corporation. “Now, now, Vince, don’t be rash. Think,” Fabian, his childhood friend, chided. He decided to visit him unannounced. Vincentio bet it was to make fun of him being quartered in such a boring city where nothing interesting ever happened. He wasn't wrong. “What else is there to think? If anything, that woman should try thinking instead of burying her head in flowers and sh*t.”

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.”

Something unreadable. I leaned against the bar, arching a brow. “Knew what?” His jaw clenched. “That Fuentes was working with the Wilder Cartel.” I exhaled slowly, keeping my expression neutral. “I had my suspicions.” Kael stepped closer, closing the distance between us. “Suspicions don’t win poker games that precisely, dolcezza.” The way he said it, low and rough, sent a shiver down my spine. I lifted my chin. “I did what needed to be done.”

As we perused the menu, placing our orders with the attentive waitress, Victor's playful nature began to shine through our conversation. He regaled me with amusing anecdotes, his quick wit and infectious laughter filling the air. I couldn't help but be drawn into his joyous energy, each of his funny remarks eliciting genuine laughter from me. "You know," Victor chuckled, leaning in slightly, "I once tried to cook a gourmet meal and ended up burning toast. It was quite a masterpiece of culinary disaster."

Why that woman making him out of mind like this ? Trace took his attention towards Ivan who's holding his phone while having a group video call with his friends. "Fuck Cyrus !. Y'all should know this! Probably y'all will laugh on this statement I have known minutes ago." Ivan laugh so hard and he knows that Ivan would tell them his problem. He came next to Ivan and glared at him but his stupid friend just laughed at him. "I am here in the Philippines, I'm with Trace Vergara, the playboy of Whiskey club HAHAHAHA." Ivan laugh so hard and he face his phone to Trace that have a bad sight at him.