Boboiboy Gentar Novels & Stories

"Please don't do anything stupid and violent." "Hah, didn't you know?" Jayce flashed a wicked smile. "Stupid and Violent are my middle names."

The old lady was brokenhearted. Genie was standing on the bed trying to comfort Miss Rowland. That weekend has been the absolute worst for Genie, for so many reasons. It all started with her quitting her waitressing job after her boss put his sleazy hand on her ass one time too many. Then, on that same Saturday night, some thug broke into Miss Rowland's room. The poor old lady was so distressed that Genie spent the whole Sunday trying to comfort her.

"I don't know who it is. I never met him. We talked on the phone." I look around the dark room to see that my men have formed a circle around us. I point at this idiot with my gun. "This is the most cliché set of circumstances I've seen. Wouldn't you all agree?" I turn my attention back to the guy. "Let me guess, Bob gave you like 50K or something?" "A hundred," he grimaces as he turns his head to spit.

I roar. "Bubbles the clown isn't creepy. He is a pleasant man. Parents hire him for birthday parties all the time," Logan says. "To give children nightmares? And I am not a fucking child," I hiss. "Sweetie, hunny, calm down. It was just a joke," Logan coos. My head is still pounding, and I can feel the angry vein in my forehead popping out. I grab his collars. "I don't care if you are some dangerous Mafia King, today, I'm going to kick your ass!"

The thing shatters, and the piercing sound surprisingly calms me, but I’m already moving toward the door, gripping my phone tightly in my hand. “Wait, bro. I think there’s more to this,” Seb says, and I halt, my shoulders tense. He’s possibly about to say more shit when my death glare meets him. “The only thing to this is what I’m going to do to that bastard when I get my hands on him.” Thiago Desanti. A second son, a fucking spare part with absolutely no weight to his goddamn name. Who the fuck does he think he is to play me? “Get my fucking jet ready. We’re going to Montana.”

Soon it was swollen and red and throbbing. ‘Now,’ said Bobby, ‘Do you think this is a small dick?’ The guy didn’t answer. ‘You’d better tell me,’ said Bobby. ‘You’d better tell me what you really think. Is this a little Asian dick? Tell me!’ ‘No’ said the guy. Even saying this single word, his voice shook. ‘You think I could work you over with it? ‘Yes.’ ‘It’s a beautiful dick, beautiful and strong, isn’t it?’ ‘Yes.’

Zobber, however, coldly snorted in response, expressing confidence that Finn was no match for her. Finn was so angry that his face turned red. Just as the two were about to clash, Black Robe slowly spoke up. "Zobber, the head of the Hacker Alliance's Zobers, indeed quite impressive," he said in a casual tone, capturing Zobber's attention. Zobber squinted and scrutinized the man. "It seems you know quite a bit about me. Why don't you introduce yourself? Who are you?" "Humph." Black Robe sneered. "You're just like her"

She turned to me “Where’s Lover Boy?” I rolled my eyes, a blush spreading over my cheeks. “Don’t call him that, and he’s busy running a company. He doesn’t have time for college events.” “You sure about that?” Ella tilted her chin at something behind me. I whipped around, my heart jumping in my throat when I saw Toby standing behind me. In his navy cashmere sweater and jeans, he cut a sophisticated figure amongst the crowds of drunk college students and rumpled professors. I couldn’t help it I ran and threw my arms around him. “I thought you had work!” i said excitedly

ya'll know me still same big joe with no living foes and none of these bitches around me can come even close to the strength of my big toe cause I'm the real and baddest hunter the rest are for show man I'm coming on top that high school kid's gonna drop this time I ain't gonna flop you no big Joe's got the job usually I'm here just for the thrill but I can't ignore 'two hundred mill' there is no way I can chill or have time to get a meal all you fools don't get ahead of yourselves you should instead go back and lay in your beds cause this kid's already dead It doesn't matter where he fled I'll catch him and paint him red I'm the best man Genji's got all of you can just go rot I've beaten al

"It's Bambi." It would be lovely to touch it. "Oh, nice," he said instead, then finished his drink. Physically, Roy himself was Gina’s counterpart. He was quite handsome and with broad shoulders that tapered to a lean waist and a powerful core. Muscular yet lean, a disciplined gym-goer with teasing, clear blue eyes who walked with an air of arrogance; knowing the full effect of his looks which did things to the female population. At times, though, Gina caught him with a dull facial expression. Something that never happened with The Boss.