Craig And Tweek Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“She called me a fucking cunt. It was almost funny watching Helen type that up. Renée said, ‘Don’t type that,’ and Helen said, ‘Everything’s going in the minutes.’ I thought Renée was going to tear her laptop out of her hands.” “What did Craig say while all this was going on?” “He just put his head in his hands.” I look through the window at the view. It’s a few hours until sunset. The sun’s rays have bathed the grass in a warm gold, and they’re reflecting off the windows of the high-rise buildings, almost blinding me. I think about Craig—one of my oldest friends—and how he seemed almost broken, a completely different man from the witty, smart guy I thought I knew so well.

Craig begins to scream directly after. My eyes go wide as I see the scene before me. Craig is twitching on the ground in pain, and crying out. I stand up, and kick the gun out of the way. I walk towards him, keeping enough distance between us so that he can't touch me. "Who's the tough guy now?" I ask, a smirk spreading across my lips. "You bitch! What have you done to me?!" He cries out. "Nothing yet. But what I plan on doing to you, is far less than what you truly deserve."

“Tell me something not work-related.” Ainara raised an eyebrow. “Like what?” “Like… are you seeing someone?” Ainara hesitated. “It’s complicated.” Tasha grinned. “That’s the best kind.” They laughed, and for the first time in days, Ainara felt lighter. They talked about college, travel, dream projects, and the weirdest clients they’d ever had. Then Tasha said, “We’re going home the day after tomorrow, right?” “Yup. Project’s on track. We deserve a little shopping.”

"Then?" Craig blinked and finally dropped his phone. He stared at Hayden with contempt and said, "You don't understand the meaning of spicing things up in a relationship? He likes it when I do so; Xena can't come close." Craig whispered with assurance and closed his eyes to rest. (...) Caleb and Hayden. (A/N: Who's the scheming one?)

So I immediately picked them up. "Did you really gossip during work hours ?!" I said in a high tone of my voice. They bowed down and separated from each other. "I'm sorry sir Tyler, we just talked for a while" an assistant apologized. I frowned and called Craig.Craig is a Driver and has also been my best buddy for a few years. He is the only one who understands my evil side. "Craig!" I called him. I saw him hurrying down the stairs. Craig is two years older than me, He is 40 years old and married.He has three children.

Craig strides toward us with a composed expression, as always, but with a faint softness when he spots us. “Talking about past mistakes?” he teases with a lift of his brow. “The usual drama to pass the time,” Maddox replies with a shrug, but I catch the slight tension in her shoulders. Like they said, once bitten, twice shy. Maybe that’s the reason why her wolf isn’t as excited as well. After all, they have been hurt before. Craig stops in front of us with his hand in his pocket. “I thought you two might want something warm before nightfall. There’s a restaurant nearby. Let’s go?”

"Of course, I'm on your side. I'll always remember everything you've done for me. I'm honestly just worried about you. "The online noise is badly affecting the company. Maybe… you could compromise a little? You know, offer a small allowance first to calm the others down? Sometimes, it's better to go with the flow rather than fight it. Don't you think so?" Layla wasn't here to support me. She was their messenger, testing my limit and using my kindness to persuade me into surrendering to their greed. Just then, Claire burst through the door, her face ashen. "Ms. Cooper, bad news! Keira's post just got shared by several influencers with millions of followers! It's already in the top ten trendin

"Almost over. Not over." "No. But close. Closer than we have ever been." He tilted my chin up. "You have been fighting for ten years. Ten years of David. Ten years of pain and fear and survival. But you are not the same woman who cried in the bathroom so her husband would not hear. You are Clara Sterling. And you are about to win." I looked into his eyes. Dark and steady and full of a love so fierce it took my breath away. "I could not have done any of this without you."

Chapter TWO ~ Almost Touched By Him. CYRUS’s POV “I’m going to make them mine.” His voice echoed at the back of my mind before I began to step backward. Though, the words he said had enticed and almost prompted me to close the gap between us but I remembered that he was Phoebe’s boyfriend as she had claimed. “Why are you stepping back, cutie?” He asked, following my steps. Cutie? Which guy calls a fellow guy ‘cutie’?