Don Hume Novels & Stories

"I am the one who runs this part of town. Mendoza crossed the line so now he is dead. If you double-cross me you will die too. Do we have an understanding?" I pressed send and there was an immediate response. ”I understand, you had to do what you had to. May I know the name of the man I am dealing with now." I typed my reply. ”Jensen, Jensen Daniels. I will be in contact." I put the phone away and sat at my desk and sipped on my drink. I took a deep breath and laid my head back, what a day.

He says again. I don’t pay attention to whatever he’s saying because my mind is still filled with an uncertainty. “You need to know more things about humans.” I tell him. “Like what? Other than their tasty, delicious food, I see no use for them and i fancy nothing about their improved development. They are selfish, envious brute. Even to their kind.” Oliver justifies his point. “Okay, you’ve made you point.” He’s like Tori. You can’t win an argument with them.

He is so tall and wide from his big muscles that he almost didn't fit in my door frame. "Hey, buddy." Tim said in his deep sultry voice. It immediately caused chills to run down my spine. I tried not to blush but it's almost useless to try. Tim is the most popular man on our team. He's tall, muscular, and has a smile that would make you agree to anything! He is also the employee of the month for the past six months. I have yet to confirm if he likes men because he never dates anyone from our firm. He is also a very private man.

She was reviewing her notes when a deep voice behind her made her jump. "Impressive performance in there, Ms. Russo." Sofia whirled around to find Luca Moretti standing far too close for comfort. Up close, she could see the flecks of gold in his dark eyes, smell the subtle scent of his cologne. It was... distracting. She took a step back, straightening her spine. "Mr. Moretti. I'm not sure it's appropriate for us to be speaking." Luca's lips curved into a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "Come now, Ms. Russo. We're all professionals here. I simply wanted to commend you on your... enthusiasm."

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

For an egg has cracked. Oh, it's just humpty dumpty. Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall Humpty Dumpty had a great fall All the king's horses and all the king's men Couldn't put humpty together again. Daniell Jane Cruz, a 24-year-old lady who graduated college together with her friends. The thought it was the start of their journey as a now mature young people. But no. For their past has come back to haunt them. make them pay for what they did.

I didn't notice someone is walking in the opposite direction that's why we bumped into each other. "Sorry!" I look at the guy that I accidentally bumped. His height is about five feet and eleven inches. The color of his hair is black. He has a nice jawline and thick eyebrows, and he is wearing a black mask and a hoodie. He doesn't respond to anything. He just leaves like nothing's happened. I just shrug my shoulder because I also don't know him. Maybe he just doesn't want to talk to strangers or be in a hurry. I continue walking in the street under a yellow raze streetlight. I am feeling anxious, it feels like someone is following me. I pulled my homemade peppermint spray from my hoodie pock

His voice was like scraping knives Disregarding the skin desperately in need of moisturizer, I instantly hated Dumah. “He isn't Miss Manners either,” I scoffed. “So what are you? A Nazgul? Is Samael Sauron and I some wayward hobbit?” Dumah wheezed with laughter. “ITS BRAINS ARE ADDLED, I SEE. KNOCK IT ABOUT ONE TOO MANY TIMES ON THE DEATHBED, ROT LORD?”

Liam settled the bills before they departed the lounge, heading in opposite directions. Growing up, Liam had always looked up to his father, Donald Hamilton. Donald possessed a charming and charismatic personality that endeared him to the public. He remained optimistic in every situation and was a visionary leader. He never tolerated incompetence, which kept all his employees on their toes. Donald Hamilton was known to have fired entire departments when they didn't meet the given targets.