Novel & Cerita Big Man

We had the cops patrolling the area and keeping things in order as many people began to filter in and out, waiting for the meeting to start. The air was ripe with chatter as I awkwardly stood upon the small podium with Axil, Abel, Liza, Dawson, and a few others. Axil and Abel were conversing with a muscular man that stood tall like a giant, towering over even their 7-foot height. When I had first met him, I was so startled I almost stumbled on my face. The dude looked like a bald head version of the hulk. Maybe that was an exaggeration. A bodybuilder would be a better description. I thought Abel was ripped but then this guy probably soaked every inch of his body in muscles. It made me wonder

"I'm not afraid of you, you can't touch me; what I am is bigger than you and the idiot masses." "Oh really, I've been wondering about that. Tell me senator, if you have the power to turn Starks into an animal of the night why are you and your sidekick trussed up like two old bitches in my warehouse? What, you ran out of powers?" "I'm not a fucking dog, you think I did all this so I could run around in the woods smelling my own ass?"

“Whoa, it’s Young Master Berry, the big boss behind Jumbo Bar!” Someone shouted, which immediately caused a commotion. Young Master Stanley Berry was the biggest boss behind Jumbo Bar and also the most outstanding young master!

His Majesty was astounded by the kind of person he encountered. He was a large, tall man. He really was enormous. In comparison, he was a singular individual from the Soldiers Land Continent. He has a large beard and is balding. He has long, pointed teeth and large, wide eyes. He has powerful arms and broad shoulders. He was overweight and had a large belly for his body. Sincerely, nobody should suggest that a person like that may be resilient. He lowered himself without resistance. People were cheering him as he left the gathering. Nobody was aware of his destination. He approached the roadside where some people were repairing it, much to our astonishment.

’ The word echoed in my head, loud and heavy, my eyes refusing to move from them. Something stuttered in my chest. Tyler…was with another girl. ‘What? You thought he’d be with you? Be real, Sydney.’ My chest ached as I watched Sadie pull out her phone, already filming. Perfect. The kind of girl people didn’t question. The kind that fits. And I just knew I couldn’t compete. That was Sadie McGuire, daughter of Will McGuire, who owned the largest refinery in the country. She was quiet, rich, untouchable. The kind Maeve called silent wealth.

Who'd choose us over image every single time. The old Kai had been attractive but hollow. All charm and no substance. All power and no compassion. All image and no integrity. This Kai was real. Flawed but working on it. Damaged but healing. Imperfect but trying. And that was infinitely more attractive than polished arrogance had ever been.

The photograph sat on the study desk between us like a quiet accusation. The man in the image stood just beyond the hospital entrance, half-turned toward the camera, his face partially shadowed by a dark cap. The timestamp matched the exact morning Alexander had been born. Someone had been close enough to watch us celebrate the arrival of our son and then disappear without a trace.

"That sounds like enough to feed an entire family of five, Jade." Jade simply leaned back against the leather seat and crossed his muscular arms. "Yes, we can definitely finish it, because I'm very hungry right now." "I think your eyes might be a little bigger than your stomach," I pointed out, shaking my head at his ridiculous order. "There is no way two normal people can eat that much meat in one sitting." "I am not exactly a normal person, Myra," he countered, flashing a quick smirk in my direction. "And you will be surprised by how much a person can eat when the food is this good. Besides I need the protein."

NIKOLAI Roman and Andrei, both over six foot five, retired Special Forces soldiers, and the most loyal and reliable of my security team, are already waiting outside the entrance of Zigurat. You’re thinking because I’m a Russian billionaire, it’s fancy and probably built in a pseudo pyramid style, aren’t you? Nah.

“The Nightshades…" "We can deal with the Nightshades later, but not this man! You do not want to incur his wrath! The Nightshades only care about their rich and affluent world and not the lives of the common men. They don't care if our people are dying out of hunger or something as far as they keep filling their pockets and making the rich even richer!” The chief was raising his voice now. “And when they want help from us, they would throw in a sum of money and request for us to cover up some things for them, but this man… the one she called…" He pointed towards me in the cell. “He does the exact opposite, and you would rather not make him our enemy.” The chief came towards me after grabbing