Bob From Top Gun Maverick Novels & Stories

I guess my instincts were right. I picked it up immediately and I saw Bee’s name light up the screen. “We got Malik. Something happened with the communication and…” she paused. I could hear a little sob from her and my heart sank. “What's wrong?” I asked. “Bob, he was shot. Ace asked them not to go to the hospital, so they're on their way to the mansion,” she hung up. I jinxed the mission. Bob was shot. It was because of me. I was too obsessed with getting Malik and I took it out on Bob. He wanted to keep his promise and got hurt.

"Bob, please leave now!" Amy exclaimed, pushing against him as Bob easily dodged her attempts, his eyes locking onto Emily's. "Miss Carter, show me your capabilities," Bob said calmly, his gaze unwavering. "Prove to me that your success isn't just based on your looks."

"Nathaniel was slightly stunned as well, but then he understood the other party's emotions." Maverick had served the army before and trained several groups of killers. How could he be a polite gentleman? There was no movement nor noise outside. Maverick looked upset. He took out his gun and shot randomly outside. The series of shots showed that he was impatient. "Nathaniel pulled Mango to the side stealthily, but as soon as he moved a little, the bullets came at him from outside. Obviously, the other party was here for him." Maverick looked even more upset now.

"Was she your mother?" Bobby snorted. "Hell no. My mother was a vibrio angel. My father has loved two women." "Yeah?" Miro narrowed her eyes. "What a coincidence. Both females died mysteriously." Bobby shrugged. 'The human woman had cancer. If you call that a mysterious death. Sure." Miro turned towards the bed, dismissing the conversation. Bobby wasn't entirely done. "Where are your fisheri bodyguards? Your father protects his alien spaceship beneath the sea but won't protect his daughter on land?"

Bummer day? ‘No,’ said Bobby, ‘it was a good day.’ He tried to tell Mitch a little about the exhibit. The big guy really wasn’t interested. Bobby asked him what he’d done with his day. ‘Washed the car, then beached it. Cruised around. Nothing. Wanna mess around?’ ‘I can smell the ocean on you,’ said Bobby. ‘I showered.’ ‘You just rinsed. No soap. I like it.’

The sudden gunshot from one of Zan's men immediately struck Maverick in the chest. Maverick’s expression changed, and blood soaked through his shirt—yet all he seemed to hear was Valencia's voice and see her cold eyes staring at him as if he were her worst enemy. Heaven must love playing a joke on him. The day he realized he loved the woman was the day Corbyn took her away from his mansion! Before the guard could fire another shot, the Vandenberg family guard immediately tackled him, and he was apprehended. “Boss. Maverick.” Assistant Cliff, Farrell, cried out and immediately stepped forward to help Maverick into the car.

’ His voice was surprisingly calm as the other man spun around, his face going pale with shock, as he saw his nemesis holding a gun aimed at him. ‘Well, well, you are very persistent, Maverick, I give you that, but I am afraid you are too late; my Doctor has already done what I asked him to do.’ Maverick glared at the other man, ‘You actually murdered my unborn baby?’ His voice was low and dangerous, and Morningstar laughed loudly. ‘Of course I did, how else could I impregnate her with my child?’ Maverick levelled the gun at him, raising an eyebrow.

Bob then saw Jamie's corpse on the ground. "Jamie!" Bob was a seasoned veteran who would not flinch even if a mountain collapse right in front of him. However, the moment when he saw his favorite grandson's corpse, he roared in agony. Jamie's corpse had all it's limbs broken, and his face had sank inwards. He was barely recognizable, he no longer look a human. Bob Miller's blood pressure shot up, and the man nearly cough up blood. After an immense amount of effort, hey suppress his rage and question in an icy tone. "Who did this?"

Bobby exclaimed urgently with a frown on his face as the men in the hallway quickly moved aside for him. When Bobby finally saw Damian, he beamed widely at him and lowered his body while jogging up to Damian as quickly as possible. "I'm here, Mr. Luther! Little Bobby is here!"

His butler asked. Gabriel looks through the plane window and stares at the blue sky. "Bob, you know that my identity needs to remain a secret for now. I don't want to alarm my enemies. Also, I hate being surrounded by filth." He responded. Bob stared at the empty seat and replied, "I understand, Sir." Bob had been working with the Balkan family before Gabriel was born and every time he watched how grown his young master is now, plus all that he has accomplished as a young man, Bob can not help but feel proud.