Cole Macgrath Novels & Stories

"You aren't even going to get me to ride on that thing Gio McLoed never." Gio laughed until he turned around. Standing beside Becky was a walking wet dream of a woman. "Hi, there I'm Gio McLoed." The girl smiled at him, and his heart skipped a beat. She was definitely 'pretty in pink' then he realized what she'd just asked him. "Are you from the Clan McLoed and four hundred years old?" He laughed and said "There can be only one." She laughed and bounced on the balls of her toes. "Do you have an ancient white Katana in this dwelling, Gio McLeod of the Clan McLeod?"

Here, old structures stood untouched, preserved by their owners. “C-Can I r-really do that?” Macy inquired, turning her head in my direction, her eyes gleaming with excitement as if she had just been offered a million-dollar contract. Oh, she would be devastated if she learned I’m no longer married to the king of Grant Global. “Of course. You must get used to it. I’ll be counting on you in the future, too.” Macy crinkled her nose and pouted. “All right, Margaret... Nope, that’s too long...”

)" Mrs.Mcmaster cut the call after getting the response she was waiting for. She needs to find the mysterious girl his son used to stay with all these years. She even had to solve the mystery of Maze.. How did she get here without her being known? Things aren't that easy as it seems. She took a sip of whisky but immediately threw it as it wasn't ready to drink. It's a shame that her son still doesn't know the correct way to drink such a wonderful whisky. She added soda and few ice cubes, shook it, and then emptied the glass of whisky directly on her throat. She put the glass and rubbed the skin softly to subdue the burning. " Adesso .. è perfetto ( Now.. It's perfect )"

AGAIN... I was running late for my class. As I walked through the corridors with books in my hand I silently prayed hoping Danika Williams and her minions were not around, even if they were, hopefully Nathaniel Lachlan was around. He was the most feared guy in our city. He was the quarterback in football and also a genius in each and every aspect. I knew and liked him since kindergarten. He was a very friendly kid back then but after his parents died in an accident he has been aloof. He lived with his grandfather, Joseph Lachlan who was one of the richest men listed by Forbes.

Her nervous face seemed relieved. After seeing it, I started eating again. While chewing the juicy steak in my mouth, I suddenly remembered the girl with a mask. The one and only Magda. I stopped eating and leaned my back on my seat. I remembered that Magda is living in the village where Angela lives. The village is small so it's possible she knew the mystery woman. "Angela..." I called out. She looked at me and stopped eating. "Yes, Clark?" she asked. I took a deep breath and released it slowly.

Michael unlike Carter he's divorced and has sworn off woman after his Ex wife took half of everything he ever worked for. "She's a child man " John says like me he's happily married but unlike me I don't see the girl next door as a child. "We here for porker not for ogling teenagers " Carter says winking at me I kick him under the table ,he swears under his breath asshole.

Bethany Wright. Self acclaimed queen bee of Malcolm High. Head of the cheerleading squad and girl friend to the most popular guy in school, Christian Hales. It was such a wonder how cool headed, reserved Christian landed himself such a bitch. She was definitely with him for the money, the fame, and definitely the sex. News fly around the school and Makaila's ears were always open for the gist.

He has no filter on his speech during such times. Meanwhile Celeste came running downstairs, snatching the mobile from Anthony’s hand. “Sir, I am Celeste Mac Grath, daughter of Tom Mac Grath. The video you received from Anthony Rodriguez is fake. This man kidnapped, house arrested me and threatened my father by abducting my mother. Killing, kidnaps and abusing people is a common practice for this monster. Please arrest him and set me free from here.”

It was not until three in the afternoon when she arrived at Southrive University did she find something. She located a man named Cormac Hayes, a famous historian in Novemton. Cormac had done extensive historical research and was also an archaeologist. If he did not know about Mount Thunder, no one else would.