Chemmeen Summary Novels & Stories

Even when he knew it may have concerned Amanda, he wanted so bad for it be false. “I’ll start with the most important,” The Captain said looking at Mr. Wright “Then the next important.” He added, looking at Wright Junior. “OK.” Father and Son chorused. “We found your company’s missing fund. We traced it to an account owned by one Zack Owen.” Detective Debby said from behind, where she was sitting. “Who is Zack Owen?” Mr. Wright asked. “He is a Ghost.” She replied.

I knew this was going to go like this, Topaz loves to play games and get her way. “Okay, Chemmy tell me what you request of me, and I’ll decide if it is worth my time?” I grind my jaw at her insult. “I know you know what is going on between my brother and I” She smiles showing white slightly pointed teeth, giving away her Demon heritage.

" Wes' anger rose with every word. He stood up from his chair, grabbed Rebecca by the arm, and hauled her toward the door. She let him drag her without protest. "Get out! Winston said he only wants to spend his last month doing what he loves." Rebecca's eyes widened. One month? That was impossible. Theo had told her Winston's chemotherapy results were excellent and that he might not even need the transplant surgery anymore. Unless… Rebecca scrambled to her feet, desperate for answers. But Wes had already slammed his office door in her face. Panic seized her completely. "No, I can't waste any more time." Rebecca pulled out her phone and called the police. But there were still no leads on Wins

"Because sometimes, my pride is overbearing." Zheme's arm proceeded to pull her closer, his forehead touching hers as he leaned down to peck her beautiful, pink lips. "Then maybe this will boost that pride even more." "What?" Lexie asked, the curiosity audible in her voice. Zheme's lips twitched the slightest bit at the left corner. "My presentation or rather ours hit the jack pot. I've already hit four investors and it has just been established. Tomorrow, there's bound to be more and works boring without you, can't you come?"

Your inability to pay off your debt is a direct consequence of your ineptitude. Ves had to suppress the urge to raise his middle finger. Instead, he challenged this stupid System. "I admit, I used to be a stupid kid, but I cleaned up my act. I'm a mech designer now!" [It is your lucky day! The Mech Designer System is the ultimate tool in this galaxy to design any machine that falls under the category of mechs. Any authorized user is allowed to use this System's many tools to design any mech imaginable with no conceivable limits.]

Martin reported. "What did they do to her? How did she end up like this?"Bryce asked the servant. "Mrs Davis placed her in that machine," the servant replied, pointing to the huge machine, which looked like an enclosed hyperbaric chamber, sitting at the side of the wall. Martin got closer to the machine and began examining it. "That is how she makes people disappear. She will put them into this machine, and they will come out looking like this," the servant said, pointing to the bowl of thick, dark liquid. "When she has too many of them, they pour it away into the city sewage," she added.