Bob Incredible Novels & Stories

"He's really all that big?" Carol looked at me, also suddenly aware of the essential weirdness of this conversational divergence. "You really want to know?" she asked with a sly smile. I shrugged and nodded. Might as well satisfy my curiosity, and nothing about what we were talking appeared to have had diverted Carol's efforts to pleasure my dick. "Bob's is nine and a half inches long. I measured. And he is as big around as you are." She stopped stroking my cock so she could wrap her hand around it, as if to check her measurements. "Yep. Almost exactly as big around. But his does bend noticeably to his left. It always looks a little weird to me, even after all these years."

He gripped his wine glass like a lifeline. “Dad, these are the casello's brothers — Lorenzo and Alexei,” She said. “Enzo and Lex, this is my dad — Aron.” “Mr. Rumero is fine,” her dad said with a shortness that made Lilith peer at him. “I’ve always liked Mr. Rumero” Lora said, smiling as she attempted to diffuse whatever tension had built upon the arrival of both father and daughter. “I think it sounds like a superhero. But what would your superpower be, Mr. Rumero?”

I emphasised the word really but with a teensy bit of sarcasm hidden in my voice. The employees admired the man before me even more because of my sudden praise which I don't usually give. I turned and started making my way out before I finally lose it since the scenario unfolding before me pisses me off. And if I haven't mentioned it yet, yes, my secretary, Jeff, is a playboy. Or should I say he's to perfect of a boyfriend material and that's why lots of people are getting attracted to him. He also know how to use his charms to make others do his bidding.

It always worked on him when we were younger. "Exactly. So, no…you are not a monster imbecile? Rockstars can't be imbeciles, right?" I asked him. "I am a freaking rockstar!" He yelled and I laughed. I wonder what people were so afraid of. Bobbi was the most uncomplicated person in Bayblue. He still had the innocence of a child at his age and he sees the world differently than the normals. He was everything right and uncomplicated about the world and sure, he was freakishly tall and muscular and he is prone to dangerous tantrums but he was really simple at heart and I wish people would be kinder.

Ryan looked like he’d just stepped off a mountain, rugged and broad-shouldered with a smirk that suggested he knew exactly what Sandy was thinking. But then, the door to the truck opened, and Bobi stepped out. Sandy actually took a step back, her heel catching on a stone. He was gargantuan. A towering, dark-skinned man whose presence seemed to suck the oxygen out. His muscles were so defined they strained against the fabric of his shirt, and his face was strikingly handsome in a way that felt dangerous. "Easy there, little lady," Bobi said, his voice a low, resonant rumble that Sandy felt in her chest. "Don't want you falling before the party even starts."

Lucas glanced at Bobby faintly. Bobby was shocked to hear it. His intention of saying that statement was to make Lucas back off. However, he did not expect Lucas to say such a thing instead. “Do… do you know how powerful the Bloody Organization is?” Bobby looked at Lucas, horrified. Lucas shook his head, sighed, and said, “Die.” Then, Bobby was dead. Bobby’s life was gone from the world for good. Lucas activated the Hundred Heavenly Steps and returned to Cecilia’s side in an instance.

She said nudging Bobby. “Nice to meet you both.” Dana smiled at them, she was nervous but with everything, Mico told her about Bobby, who wouldn’t be. He was ruthless and he would kill you and eat breakfast with your body sitting right there. A shiver went down her spine. “He told me all about what happened when you two first met, I bet Mico pissed his pants.” She giggled. “I did!” Mico said looking at Bobby, but something about the way Bobby was acting, was making things weird. “Hey look why don’t you go and get something to eat, I need to chat with Bobby and catch him up on things.”

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

Blue laughs as she tells me and I cannot help but giggle, the scene immediately created by my mind, played behind my eyelids. It would be fun to watch her fall. Live, you know! "Cool! Oh, that's why she's mewling with her friend and Malcolm is laughing?!" I utter, glancing at Malcolm who is teasing Nicole. Malcolm is a roaster. He roasts everyone. He did not even leave Nicole just because they have fucked each other. Malcolm does not mercy on anyone.

She shyly muttered, fiddling with a loose string from her blanket. “Who is it?” I asked with sudden interest, lifting myself and propping on my elbows. “Are you sure you won’t get mad at me?” She asked, slightly embarrased. “Why would I be?” I raised one eyebrow, confused. “Because it’s Marcus...” She mumbled, lowering her gaze to her lap. “Marcus as in, our boss Marcus?” I replied shocked. “Yes...” She whispered, keeping her head down. “Well, that really sounds kinda crazy, but I don’t understand, why would I be mad at you? You know that you can tell me everything...” I spoke, feeling rather worried than angered.