Conrad Fisher Novels & Stories

I'm out for blood, craving the sight of crimson soaking through concrete. God. Now I'm thinking like Noir. I shake my head and take the familiar turn that leads to the company building. I have an important meeting I can't miss. After it's done, I'll focus on my search. That fucker, Conrad, hasn't left a proper trail of all his 'transactions' with his employers. The fucker spent years gaining our trust and becoming Elijah's right-hand man only to lead him to his death. The Russians are behind this, that much I'm certain of from the man's past.

Zachary waited for him to continue. “Madam Fisher’s husband is Hunter Clark. He was a handsome man in his youth but not very capable. That was why he became her husband. Although he’s addressed as Mr. Clark in the Fisher family, he never earned full respect and has to be at his wife’s beck and call. “Madam Fisher is strict with him. She doesn’t provide him with living expenses, and the allowance she gives him daily never exceeds five hundred dollars. She taught him a lesson when he intended to cheat on her before. Since then, Hunter dared not attempt any affair.

He looked back up at Conrad in alarm, "Are you trying to tell me that my dad was your Hunter?" Conrad snickered. "Oh dear Lord, no boy; that would be entirely too cliché," he said, "No, your father was merely our contact with the local authorities, a position that was assumed by your friend; a Mister William Gurley who is a Lieutenant now, I believe." He flicked his finger over, indicating that James should flip the page, "Read on." When James rocked back in his chair, Conrad smiled again. "My Hunter was not your father, but your mother.

"You know what fuck you Nixon." "Not even in your dreams doll" "It would be the best sex you'd ever had, better yet why don't you bend over the counter and let me fuck you... no never mind I don't fuck straight men with denial issues and fears of commitment" his eyes do that switch thing where they're color changes when his wolf wants to take over, bringing a smug smile to my face as I see I've hit a nerve. "I'm done having this agreement with you. I have assignments to turn in then I'm going to stay at a hotel in town for a few days"

During a sudden lull in the music, I could hear some of the chatter around. "Stanley is well-known for being a textbook workaholic, a complete bore. What is he even doing here? Talk about a total buzzkill." "Of course, he's here to stake his claim, except Alissa isn't even showing him any respect." I wasn't looking too pleased. Rhys let out a chuckle and asked, "Mr. Fisher, shall I teach you how to shake the dice cup like a pro?" I ignored him. I simply mimicked everyone else and gave the cup a few shakes before placing it down gently.

Patrick asked mockingly. Gloria's eyes widened in disbelief. All she could feel was that it hurt to breathe. "Mr. Fisher didn't pay. I was glad to let Mr. Fisher see me naked for free! Besides, Mr. Hammond, I'm worthless. You know that, don't you? Mr. Fisher is so gentle. Heck, I might be willing to give him money just to let him see my naked body. Also, I still fantasize about Mr. Fisher's kiss every night. How I wish I could get Mr. Fisher drunk so that I could sleep with him."

“Do you want us to get Fisher for you? I didn't know you wanted him because he is in another town already, but not too far for me to bring him back to you.” “I wanted to leave him initially, I wanted to focus on his bastard but now after thinking about it, he was part of the conspiracy and he wasn't supposed to be a part of him if he wanted his life. I wanted to show some empathy because of his wife and his family, I didn't want him to lose everything.” “And now?” “I want to burn him down! I want him to pay too. Leaving him was going to allow him to come near Hailey again, it was better if he was eliminated.” I said coldly without a single remorse evident in my tone.

“You heard me clearly Ryan, don’t pretend,” Freddy jaw tightened, gazing at Fisher who seemed utterly confused by what he just heard. After Freddy, Ryan Fisher was the second most notorious Mafia in Ohio, if anyone could pull such act with a weapon of that caliber, it can only be Ryan Fisher and no one else. “I’ve no idea what you’re talking about Freddy, why in God’s name would I kill one of your guys? Doesn’t it sound absurd to you?” Fisher defended himself, the surprise on his face was slowly turning into a frown.

But it seems that something happened that she never read it, as the envelope was under everyone and dusty as if it had been hidden for many years, she proceeded to read. 'Luiggi Lombardi, you are the most dastardly, cursed, cruel, wretched man, you hurt me not only with your words, in a physical way too. Did you think I would never find out what you did to me at prom? Well, just so you know, David Fisher confessed everything to me, just the day he died, I forgave him, because he asked for forgiveness, he was sorry.

Conrad had stared wide-eyed at me, then he shrugged it off, "Who is it this time?" "Lindsay's lover, his name is Elias Nieminen; he is also Levi's friend." I briefly explained, "The last time I gave you a job, you handed it over to Lazarus, and he screwed it up." "Trust me, brother, this time will be different. I am worried why all of a sudden this is not you. Engel, you haven't pulled this sort of stuff for a long time," Conrad said with a small pleasing smile appearing on his face, "I was worried that woman took away my brother's ruthlessness, but I guess she will be the one to bring out the devil in you,"