Evil Old Man Novels & Stories

He had never imagined seeing her again, never thought would meet her in the United States, let alone that the surprise would sting. She seemed to be smiling and that was worse. «What are you doing here? Since when are you in the country? What are you doing here?!» he reiterated to himself, breathing harder, trying not to faint in the middle of the act from all the pressure that threatened to crush him. The past did its thing in that seat, bringing up, suddenly, the weight of five years. One of the professors, the same elderly woman with red and white hair, short in stature, dressed strangely for many of those present, mentioned Mr. Vos, who gritted his teeth at the sound of his name. He had

“Huh, that bastard, try to contact that fool Antony; I heard he also in S country, he might know where that brat went. They both are like dogs and dog’s tails,” the old man slapped these report papers on the table and sighed loudly. “Master, if you give me persimmon, I want to tell you something, ” that middle-aged man said hesitantly. The old man finally looked at the man in front of him “what? He raised his wrinkled eyebrows.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't want to be partnered with you. You're ugly. Pedophile!" His veins bulged in anger. "How dare you! Disrespectful little brat!" "Isabella, relax. Let's handle this calmly," Glennon interjected. "No way, Glennon! This guy is creepy, and I don't know him!" I replied, my voice shaking with anger. "Who in their right mind would partner with that old man?" The old man looked even angrier. "You will regret this, young lady! Do you have any idea who I am?"

Matt asked as he brushed his air. "You don't stand a chance. If you call me by my name, I'll break your head, Little Bro. And you." He looked at Ethan. "Just call me brother, Mr. Anderson." "No problem." Ethan smiled and held Eve's waist. "This Old Man is the happiest man on this planet." The old man wiped his tears. "Thank you, all, everyone. Especially you, Evelyn. How about a big family hug?" "Not yet." Wade shook his head and glanced at the opposite door. "You can come out, Emily."

I looked at the old man who was looking straight ahead. He really looks like the butler of batman. I guess he felt my stare when he looked at me and pasted a vicious smile across his face. F*ck Cold... I felt cold suddenly but then as I looked away. What the hell? Who was that old man? Yup, I am seeing something... like that. How can Gavin acquire those ninja like people? And this old man. He's obviously not your normal butler. If I may say, he looked like a... A retired assassin who lost his family to a massacre and decided to live peacefully with his son

A smirk appeared on his features, publishing a train of yellow teeth standing up miserably. Liam, who was not at all taken aback by the old man's behaviour, silently clenched his teeth while he hushedly looked at him— without any inch of his figure moving. "The patience, you got in the whole world?" The old man questioned, without the benefit of using correct grammar whilst dirtying himself as he shoved his naked toes inside the mud. Out of the blue, he began convulsing with his urine-smelling breath covering itself on Liam's face.

"And the evil 20-year-old is speechless." I continued sipping my coffee, and when I'm done, I stood up and smiled at them. "Still, I'm not liking your ideas. Because as long as it didn't come from me, it's not a worthy thing to consider. Remember, I'm . . . the . . . best . . . Del Puerto." I walked out, leaving them the kind of atmosphere that has never been strange to anyone who know me. And lastly, HUSBAND. Wait, husband?

Elizabeth asked me and I nodded. "Right, well, Vanda's grandfather, Rou VuK, hated the other Elder Blood Alphas and thought the whole thing was beneath him. He thought VuK's bloodline was above the other Elder Blood packs because VuK was technically the oldest, and he thought the younger packs were trying to equalize VuK's bloodline with them. As Rou aged, he only became more furious at the whole idea of the Elder's Blood packs, calling them phonies and whatnot, so he forfeited the title."

the old maid said smirking in pride as I saw Maverick's face go pale. " What the fuck? What are they doing here? Don't tell me they are here... Fuck. Thank you so much, bro " Maverick said in one breath to the maid who pat the shoulder of Maverick in motherly love. He hold my hand to run but we stopped. " Maverick!? What a pleasant coincidence! Come on in " our head snapped to the voice coming from the distance. I saw a beautiful old lady walking towards us with a beaming face. In hurry, the maid excuses us who sound very loyal and friendly to Maverick. The beautiful old woman hugged Maverick and that was it. It didn't take me more explanation to know that she is Maverick's mother. In realis

Adam's POV "I'm afraid I have to leave so early," The old man before me spoke, a smile on his face. He was one of the oldest partners of the Stone foundation, Gerald Oslow. Quite the hilarious man. He had made time to come for the party despite his old age and weak body.