Fantastic4 Novels & Stories

she purred before driving in. “Wasn’t he a darling?” I muttered. She chuckled, pulling up toward the house. My eyes marveled at the Monstrosity, looking like the freaking white house, without the stupid white minus the many stories, “remind me to marry a billionaire,” I mumbled as we parked between two large cars. Hammers. I stared at our Toyota. Talk about feeling out of place. Britney’s heels clicked beside me, “before we go in, I want you to walk me through it,” she began, stopping me from walking toward the villa.

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I had branch in Kumasi, and another in Cape Coast, and we shipped to other countries as well. Business was really booming. “If it isn't Cindy Mensah.” A beautiful woman called out snapping me out of my reverie. I smiled uncertainly. “May I know who you are?” She smiled back, a perfect toothpaste commercial smile that showed her perfect teeth. “My name is Amelia Sanders, I'm a representative of Donatella Maruchi. How would you like to be featured in our African Pride week Festival?” I grinned, shaking my head in disbelief. “I'm dreaming, aren't I?”

They knew those words were parting words. “Please, do not trouble yourselves. The gods singled me out for this mission, and not you. I am certain that there are disciples ahead, chosen by the gods, to assist me. Your destiny lies with you. Goodbye till we meet again. I must travel to the kingdom of Fallahi to meet Banabella, my sibling, whose beauty has brought upon us, this evil of death and destruction. May the gods be with you till we meet to part no more.” He took up a bladder of water, stared at them one last time, and strutted off, as the men stared at him in bewilderment.

I think it’s the killer’s next target: Prince Abdullahi Salim. Miriam snatched the paper from Donovan and widened her eyes to read the red handwriting which read: Next Game: Prince of Dubai; Saturday 4th of April. In a reflex, Miriam shot a stern look at one of the cops and ordered him to get Carlos and his management team under their custody for interrogations about the gaffer's whereabouts.

He pauses from pacing, looking at us. “Did I miss anything out?” He stands with his hands on his hips looking bewildered. “Well there is the fact my mate can channel the moon's energy to become stronger and faster” Clay tells him looking proudly at me. Trent’s jaw drops, he throws his hands up in the air. “Well, damn Clay you could have started with that. Nice one Luna with super powers” “Right, cool as fuck” Clay says back giving him a high five. These men are deranged, I drag my hand down my face as the door opens and in comes Fran with the baby.

I signal to Kira that I will be right back and go to the balcony. "What happened?" He only answers in one word. "Petrov." I narrow my eyes. What is Grisha planning this time? I see Kira walking toward me, so I tell Rhys, "tell me about it later." If it’s urgent, he will send a text message. My assistant walks toward me with a smile. "If everything goes well, they will take the house. They love it." "You did well," I praise. She blushes. "So did you. Even if most of what you did was grunt and hum whenever you were asked a question. You’re lucky you’re handsome, or Phoenix Industries would never sell a single property."

Hearing my acquiescence, Fabian Gates was overjoyed. “That’s dope! I knew I hadn’t misjudged you! Since I’m being considerate, just get me two brand new Audi R8s. If you’re short on cash, I can hook you up with an absolutely reliable money lender!” R8? Over three million dollars each? What am I, his sugar daddy? I sneered and probed cautiously, “Have you gotten permission from Ms. Jefferson’s husband to marry her?”

He clenched his hands and huffed, "Ingrid, you can't go back—" His speech cut off abruptly as his gaze fell upon the object I was holding. He was stunned to see it. It was a prosthetic leg. Charles mumbled, "You…" I said, "I invested in a medical equipment company a while back. This is their newest model—001. You'll be its first and last owner." As those words left my lips, I smiled warmly at him. Charles slowly let out the breath he had been holding. Then, he smiled too. "This belongs exclusively to me, then?" he asked breathlessly. "Yes." I nodded. "It was made just for you."

Mellana questions the woman in the front door. “Mom? I thought she was your sister!” I exclaim. “Morgan?” Mom calls her. “Melissa!” Mellana’s mother answers with enthusiasm and runs towards my mother, and both women hug each other. “Oh, my Goddess! It’s been so long we’ve seen each other.” The woman named Morgan says. “It’s been way too long.” My mom agrees. “Are you the one responsible for setting this all up for us?” “Guilty.” Morgan laughs. “I moved some chopsticks to find out where you'd be staying since someone told me they were going to protect a girl named Pandora.” She says looking at her daughter with a smirk.