Chandler Mr Beast Novels & Stories

I burst into a hysterical laugh, then covered my face with my palms trying to calm myself down, "I genuinely can't believe that all these while you were in the hospital, you were possibly losing gigs and here you are telling me you're a Nepo baby." I scoffed hard, he looked at me with his soft blue eyes, I hated the fact that I could never get mad at him then I faced Caleb, "then I guess you're his personal butler or wait, his best friend with generational wealth as well." Caleb chuckled awkwardly, "it's actually the latter but I'm also kinda his personal butler so—"

"You have already met my bro and Helma. These two are his ride-or-die pals." Rana, still cozy with Henry, nodded toward Chandler, "That is Chandler, the big shot from Pacific City Young Enterprise. I just call him Chandler, though." Chandler lounged on the couch, barely glancing up at Henry, his eyes giving off a frosty vibe. Although he managed to keep in a scoff, it was a close call. Henry was all smiles and politeness, stepping up to Chandler and offering a handshake, "Mr. Young."

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

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.

MAYA “ What the hell is going on here!! “ I couldn't help but exclaim as I walked in on my boyfriend Lucas Sanchester and Chloe Spencer having hot and steamy sex on the bed that I walked my butts off to buy. So all my colleagues at the flower shop told me it was all true!. The whole room reeked of their sweat and the sex they were having.

I have no idea what you're talking about. "Is this a prank?" "You tell me. I just told you you've got the wrong number! I'm hanging up now." "Katherine Tetrazzini. Is this you?" "Wait, how do you..," Katherine paused to refresh her memory even though she was pretty sure she never applied for a job on a business page, and definitely not two days ago. "Who are you?" "I'm James McHale, CEO of Dell's Enterprise," Katherine froze, "do you remember me, Katherine? I'm--

“No, it’s not a coincidence, the gymnasium is named after my family. Now that we’ve introduced ourselves, I trust that I’ll not have any more interruptions when I use the punching bag.” Evan Alston watched the threesome from his position against the wall. He had been as enraptured as everyone else at the strength and skill displayed by the tiny woman. It had been astonishing to see the woman defeat men three times her size. He became even more intrigued when he overheard someone whisper her identity. The Beast.

She could already tell from the sound of my voice that I had fallen for him. “You are in love!” Sasha had sung. “Who is he?” Sasha had asked. “Victor Walters,” I had responded flippantly, but Sasha’s eyes widened in shock. “What?” I had to ask. “You have just met the richest and most successful single CEO in Seagate!” Sasha had announced to me.

"Please, have a seat." Chris nodded, feeling a little off balance. He hadn't expected to be interviewed by the boss himself. He took a seat in the chair opposite the desk, trying to compose himself. The man leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers together. "My name is Ronald," he said. "I'm the owner of this company." Chris's eyes widened in surprise. He hadn't expected to be interviewing with the owner himself. He felt a surge of nervousness, his heart racing in his chest.

His voice softened. I was keening from the urgent impulse entirely new to me and inexpressible, I moaned loudly; “Yes! Yes! Yes please” Then lowered my voice once. “Paired and connected successfully” He mimicked Siri. “Now, Mr B.D can’t wait to penetrate and thrust in and out of your honey pot” He spoke softly and sensually. I bit my lips when a felt tingling touch from an imaginary d*ck sliding up my thigh yet I kept my eyes bravely opened because I only wanted to feel what was coming upon me but I got engrossed staring at the Mr BD which truly was a huge d*ck.