Bob Sheldon Outsiders Novels & Stories

“Who said I’m taking it as mine? Ireregalo ko siya sa isang tao.” The guy laughed in return. “Hay nako. Hindi ko na kailanga’ng hulaan kung sino.” He shook his head. “But I don’t think your lifetime crush will accept this. At higit sa lahat,” he breathed out, “aanhin ni Devon ang kabayo?” Now, these strangers are planning to take me as a present for someone who is an equal stranger. These lower beings . . . ! Once I turn into my real self, I will devour them with no fail!

I'd spent three years selling shoes at Pay-Less as a teenage boy, so I had a lot of experience with women's feet and Shelly's were incredible. "Yeah," she sighed, tilting her head with satisfaction as I removed her left shoe. "You're a foot guy, I can tell. Some men like legs, some of them like tits or ass, but you like feet." "Ahhh..." I cleared my throat. "I guess so." "You're shaking like a leaf!" Shelly giggled. "It's okay. Relax, Bobby. Nobody's going to steal Christmas from you, I promise." "I'm sorry," I said, for no good reason at all. I could feel myself blushing as well, and my hands were trembling as I cradled her naked foot.

To save 50 dollars on rent, I took over the snow shoveling and trash removal for the entire run-down apartment building. My move into the basement fell right on my birthday. Down on my knees, I scrubbed the moldy floor three times over. Then, with the little change I had left from my part-time job, I went to the convenience store and bought the cheapest discounted cupcake there. Just as I was about to light the candle, my phone suddenly blew up with a flood of push notifications. It was the local financial news—the headline read that Fabio's company had successfully gone public with a ringing of the bell.

She could only ask as gently as possible. "Is there something you want to talk about?" "I'd rather not discuss this matter in front of outsiders," Henry emphasized the term "outsiders" as he spoke. Sheldon let out a cold chuckle, fully aware that the reference to "outsiders" was aimed at him. Natalie remained silent for a few seconds before turning to look at Sheldon. Before she could say anything, Sheldon compassionately said, "I'll go check on Leslie. You don't need to worry about her."

"Where is he? Take me to him! I want to see who dares to talk like that!" Without hesitation, Marcus led Sheldon through the crowd. The previously noisy crowd fell silent the moment they saw the fierce and menacing man behind Marcus. They were scared speechless. "My name is Sheldon York. Don't be afraid. I'm fair and just. I'm only looking for the troublemaker who insulted me!" Sheldon spoke with authority. "Those who are irrelevant, leave my sight immediately." The crowd retreated like a receding tide, terrified by Sheldon's presence. After all, he was a notorious outlaw in Aston, and he was infamous for wiping out entire families.

said Sheldon . "Guys what the hell is going on there ? Are you coming with us or we should go inisde alone ." said Davina . 'No wait for us we are coming .I was just giving a premium life saving advise to this nerd ." yelled Jackson .Sheldon said nothing just have an eye roll .

“Naturally, there’s no need anymore. I didn’t expect that you’d be so capable, Mr. Yarde. I’ve underestimated you.” Kayson said with a faint smile, “It’s fine. I didn’t even attend elementary school after all. Hence, I’m unworthy of the attention of a renowned international university’s postgraduate finance student indeed.” Sheldon appeared displeased and said, “Are you mocking me, Mr. Yarde?”

“No, Leslie.” “Shut up,” the man said, followed by a loud smacking sound. She groaned in pain again. This made my blood boil. Even if it was risky for me to head outside, I knew I couldn’t leave my friend in danger. Two heads were better than one. Noticing a baseball bat in the corner, I opened the door as silently as possible, leaving a crack in between that I slowly crept through. “I don’t want this, please, Leslie. We were already over long ago,” Shirley begged. Her eyes were puffy, probably from crying. I snuck behind the man’s back while he concentrated on the naked figure on the couch.

I had always admired Ken, our resident Shamba boy. The man had a way better physique compared to that of my husband who was plump, with a huge pot belly and layers of fat hanging from his body while weighing almost 100 kg. it was always tiresome having sex with him. But Ken was muscular due to working hard in our farm, he would easily lift a 90 kg sack of cow feed and carry it to the store with much ease. He always wore a vest when working which made his bulging muscles even more pronounced as he walked around. Though not being the dark type as he was a little light skinned, he had a great complexion. The problem with Ken is he was uneducated and would barely speak English.

He was like a cold-hearted pet owner who was willing to give away his cat whenever he grew bored of it, even if he'd already fed it the best quality kibble and given it the comfiest shelter. That was likely what Becca Johnson was to David right now. Though David had spent resources and energy to steal her away, she was still easily disposable to him. It was very likely that David's own freedom from his family mattered more than her right now. In fact, Sheldon might stand to be more important than her. With a sigh, Sheldon went back into the house. David shot him a look as he left, then picked up the tablet once again. His expression turned intense again. After a moment, he tossed the tablet