Buddy Boris Novels & Stories

It seemed like they had a result already. Boris used to be Archer’s assistant. After being hailed the queen, I had been trying to find him. He was the one who had made my brother’s life a living hell when he was still in prison along with Ronan and my mother. He was the reason why Archer couldn’t use his legs anymore.

He bent forward and grabbed the guy by the collar but kept him low. “Where is Jacob?” he snarled. The smell of urine filled the air. I gagged. “Seriously? That’s fucking disgusting.” My knee pressed into the guy’s shoulder blade so that I could keep my nose as far from his stench as possible. “I-I-I don’t know, man,” Boris stammered. “I’m just getting started with this crew. They hardly tell me shit. I swear.” I bent forward and gripped the collar of his shirt. “Where were you supposed to take the kid?”

"Funny though, I have a brother named Conrad." "That wouldn't be Conrad Jones, would it?" Randal interjected, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah! How did you know? " Cassie was pretty confused at this point. She felt odd walking into a room after everyone talked about her. "I think we might." Luke offered, "We have a military liaison our laboratory works with. His name is Conrad Jones. Small world, huh? "he said, rubbing the back of his neck. Luke flushed at the earlier compliment. "Also, thank you so much for your kind words, and it's nice to meet you as well, finally. Felicia is always talking about you. " looking at the girl up close, he was struck by how much she looked like their absent co-worke

I was being tagged on social media each time a new photo or post went up. It wasn’t long until I found myself at a table missing Brax. I messaged him a few times but there had been no response. I thought I would try to call him, so I pulled my phone from my bag to see 1 new message. To my surprise it was not from Brax though. It was Logan.

He brought the cup to his mouth and drank every bit straight up. The liquor burned his throat and his chest felt hot. "Slow down fucker." Lyke said and slapped his back. Stephan throws his head back and laughed. "Nah let the man have fun! It's his party. Look eat these, you'll have even more fun." Mason looked down at Stephan’s outstretched hands and saw two gummy bears. "Do I look like I want to eat some goddamm gummy bears?" Mason slurred. "These aren't just gummy bears man. They're special." Stephan laughed and pushed the gummies into Mason palm.

I said. He didn't hear me. It was late. The bartender wanted to leave. There was no one else at the club. The music was off and the man beside me was barely conscious. “He's been here since nine,” the bartender said, hurriedly arranging shot glasses in their crate. “Did you know him?” he asked. “No.” He glanced at the door. “I have a bus to catch. Can you get him to his car? I'll call his estate.” I glanced at the slumped white-haired man and a dangerous feeling of responsibility settled in my mind.

A teasing voice cut through the air with the approaching Fabian, who was fawned over and orbited by a group of childhood friends. “Buddy, you should’ve come to me for a loan! How are the cars coming along? I’ve been bragging about you everywhere, so don’t let me embarrass myself now!” Standing beside him was Chester Byrd, casually raising his wrist adorned with an imitation of a green Rolex Submariner.

Boris, a tall and muscled man, said, his eyes showing a hint of excitement with the idea. It really was baffling to Kaleb how his bodyguard was fond of the Disney Show. Boris claimed it was a favorite of his wife, but Kaleb doubted that. Still, he was good at what he did. He may be a softy on the inside, but he was all muscles and a black belter in martial arts. He was the best bodyguard for him and for his son, Liam. He sighed, shaking his head, and ordered, "Go get the car.”

I then realized the entire table was filled with aphrodisiac foods. Leon served me some more food and said with a smile, "I'm planning to start a business, and I'm still short 100 thousand dollars. We were best friends in high school, so I was thinking you could help me out." Ah, so he only remembered me because he needed money. Just then, Maya raised her glass again and stood up. "Mr. Hill, my father often mentions you. He says you're his best friend. Let me toast to you again." Maya downed a whole glass of liquor in one go.

I knew that things wouldn’t go as easily on her, but I also knew that she was taking her role as Luna, a mother, and a member of this pack, something she and Yaroslav know that they haven’t been doing for a while “I will not let you down” “I’m counting on that, Alexei Aslanov” she said, gently, keeping her eyes on mine as she spoke, her words encouraging “make me proud” ************************************ “Tell me, Artur?” I asked, answering the phone. It was a while past noon and knowing that my mate was there with no news about her, I couldn’t help but feel uneasy with each passing second. The men were on a closer range than I was, dad’s decision on that, as he knew that Viktor would easi