Faust Mayhem Novels & Stories

I can tell that Darrel also feel the same way but of course, we have to be professional. Nodding our heads to Director Maxine, Darrel and I now went to our tent to take our lunch. But before we could go inside, Mami Fret, my make up artist, called me, so I asked Darrel that he would go first. Maybe Mami Feet has something to tell me. "Hija, you have a visitor outside," he informed and I do not know but I’m so fascinated by Mami Fret’s smiles. Mami Fret is a gay and I used to call him that way. Same as through with the other make up artists and stylist here because most of them are gays.

the man went on, “Your claim of ignorance doesn’t hold up against the evidence we have on you.” “What evidence?” I asked. This was new to me. “Well, for example,” he looked down at the papers again, “If you were so unaware of the supernatural world, then why do you have connections to other supernatural people?” “Who?” I asked. The only supernaturals I knew of were Dominic and his people. “I have you as being in a romantic relationship approximately one year ago with the sorcerer Mark Illington,” Mayhem said, and I inwardly cringed. “I had no idea he was a sorcerer,” I said, and he raised an eyebrow.

Fergus asked some strippers to help the girl brought here for auction. They nodded and started to help those girls trapped inside the prop. Meanwhile, Imogen aimed his loaded gun point at Fausto, " ( Your foolishness has destroyed your empire. Now it's your turn to die )" Fausto ducked his head in frustration. His eyes turned bloodshot in pure rage. They destroy his years of hard work in just a few minutes. He knows they won't let him go but before dying, he at least should retaliate against him. He too had a loaded gun hidden in his waist.

Warning⚠⚠: this chapter is a bit emotional My mom has been behaving very strange lately, receiving strange calls and crying after receiving those calls. I have tried asking her what it was but as usual, she doesn't open up. "mom I am fade up with all these shit, can you stop crying and tell me what the hell is wrong with you" I said "language", she said Oops!! even in a bad condition she still care about my language. so funny I said sarcastically

Damnation was obviously occupied with something much bigger. What could go on that he would let Camilla Dawn and Key get away from him so easily, and Brooke? He had just let Brooke walk away. Something was not right with all of this. “Let’s get out of here,” Mayhem says. Tiffany agrees with him. The two leave Bob a tip on the table and leave the Devils Café. The step out onto the street, the jazz is roaring from the streets. “I have missed New Orleans,” Mayhem says. “How long were you here?” She asks.

Connor sighed, then violently hit the door, scaring the living daylights out of me. "We don't have much time if they were serious about the ten minutes thing, so I guess we should start talking." I shrugged, "Chances are, if I say one thing, we'll end up arguing." He shrugged as well, "Then I guess we just argue it out." I rubbed my face with my hand, "Fine, then let's start with why the hell would you do that in English?" He let out a sarcastic laugh, "Do what, prove my point?"