Calling Mr Beast Novels & Stories

"Isn't this rain lasting a little too long?" Felix held me close, frowning slightly. Beastmen were always sharp—his instincts were sounding the alarm. I nodded. Fortunately, we had reinforced the power system earlier. Otherwise, with rain this heavy, a blackout would have been a real problem. "Honey, should we go take a look outside?" I blinked. "How?" "By flying, of course." He ruffled my hair, murmured something under his breath, and suddenly—wings unfurled across his back.

Without a word, Mom quickly threw a glare at me before she went on reading. “Oh, my God!” Piper did it again. “What?” Mom snapped at her. Piper played the video of the news headlines, volume up. “Booker Beaver and his wife, Cali Laurier, have been arrested today by the FBI for the alleged involvement with a notorious foreign organized crime who is known for human and sex trafficking…”

I took a seat beside grandma and Nathan said between Dad and I. “You’ve had sex!” Grandma whisper-yelled. “What? How do you know?” “You have this look to you. You’re glowing. Check, you might be pregnant.” She whispered to me she before I could react, she turned to Nathan. “You can call me Beatrice. I’m younger than I look.” Nathan smiled. He nudged my knee with his knee under the table. “Nice to meet you, Mrs. Norvath,” he said.

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“What are you up to?” “Oh, I’m just watching this movie Mr. Whitaker—the other Mr. Whitaker—asked me to watch.” Beau smirked at her. “You can call me Beau, Mia. I’m not your boss.” “Right.” She knew her cheeks were turning red. He smelled so good—sort of like the ocean. Fresh and light, not like his brother who smelled almost as dark and brooding as he looked. “What movie are you watching? Do I even want to know?”

The entire mansion was brightly lit, and a dozen people were working nervously. This was Beaver Media, Robbie James’ private mansion and office space. At this moment, Robbie had just received two million in his account and was ecstatic. Hendricks Worley’s business was too easy. The topic became a hot search in a matter of minutes. He casually hugged the hot body of his little secretary, kissed her, and said, “Tomorrow, I’ll take you out to buy a handbag.” “Oh, Mr. James, you’re such a baddie,” the secretary who wore a black professional suit and was wrapped in black silk whispered coyly.

“Now, here's the critical part: the dossier from our whistleblower also mentions a mysterious figure only identified by the initials ‘MR.’ I believe he’s the mastermind behind this entire operation. Can you isolate any transactions that directly tie into MR?” There was another pause, and then Marcus answered, “Jackson, I’ve flagged several transactions where the sender details are linked to known associates of the consortium. In one prominent instance, there’s a transfer from BlueWave Capital that includes a reference code reading ‘MR2023.’ That’s the strongest lead we have.” My heart pounded. “MR2023? That must be it. Look, Marcus, I need you to generate a timeline of all transactions relat

“ Now you are all set Maya, let’s go make heads turn in your direction, “ Eve said cheerfully as she wiggled her body. I couldn’t help but chuckle. This girl is so full of life. I wish I could be like that too. “ What about the shopping bags? “ I asked Eve when we wanted to leave her boutique store. “ Don’t worry we’ll deliver it to you after work you can’t possibly take these to work, it'll stir attentions and gossips “ Eve answered. “ Now let’s go Liam must be running out of patience right now, “ she said again and we left Eve's boutique store after she handed me a black Hermes back as a gift from her. While we walked heading for the exit door all eyes were indeed on us and Mr Silver was w

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

I hope that after the opening day we will have so many investors that MAMA will be consolidated, and we will no longer need any X cent. — Good morning, Dalia. - greets Mr. X standing in front of the lecture hall. He turns towards me and lightly touches my arm. — Then I would like to talk to you in the office. —All right. - I respond with mild irritation that does not seem to affect you. —I look forward. - comments X with a slight smile.