Fma Armstrong Novels & Stories

Rasmus lightly shook his head in negative. "You think you'll get a..away after killing me?" Richard spoke with difficulty as he wheezed for air. Rasmus paid no heed to him. His sole attention was on Catherine. "You're giving him an easy death. I have prepared something special for him." Rasmus said as his eyes darted towards the other door which opened and a huge guy emerged out of it. He was a black guy. Tall and all muscular. He looked scary with a scar running from his eyebrow to his jaw.

"I think you misunderstand the situation, Mr. Smith. It’s not you who gets to dictate the timeline here. It’s you who needs something, not me. Patience would serve you well." Armstrong’s anger flared. This boy. This Carter. The audacity. He was getting under Armstrong's skin with every word, and it was infuriating. The Carter family was his ticket—his last hope to bring in the support he desperately needed to keep his company afloat. And yet, here Finn was, treating him like an afterthought, as if he wasn’t standing on the edge of ruin. "You’re quite the arrogant one," Armstrong muttered through clenched teeth, his voice barely controlled. He forced himself to exhale, trying to maintain some

Armstrong was excited to no end when he heard that he could not only teach “Draco” a lesson but also receive payment after he was done. He began charging at Javier, and the latter could even feel the ground shaking. ‘He’s like a raging bull! I’ll probably be sent flying if he manages to run into me.’ However, Javier would not give him that chance. He managed to dodge before Armstrong even managed to get close to him. Armstrong had built up too much momentum, so he could not stop in time. As a result, he had to place both hands on the car, and both his legs kicked up ferociously. That stance was something similar to a toad jumping around.

"As long as Meredith didn't wake up, Nicklaus will continue to wait. The person he will marry is our daughter, Meredith. He can't be with anyone else. It doesn't matter if he was the one back then, he had promised to marry Meredith himself. This will never change" Armstrong looked at her, his eyes darkened uncontrollably. However, he did not argue with her. Instead he leaned back into his chair, closed his eyes and rested. After being married for so many years, he had seen how powerful and stubborn she was. Since he knew that she was an unreasonable person, he was unbothered to continue arguing with her. "Hey! What the fuck! Why aren't you talking?" Seeing Armstrong closed his eyes and prete

He had no fear even if she didn’t like him immediately, with Arthur soon to be totally out of the picture, she would be left with no choice but him. Minutes later, he held his car horn against the gates of the Jo family. The gateman poked his head for a few seconds, retrieved in and soon the gates was rumbling open. He drove in and found a space to park his car. Ms jo was already waiting outside, a welcoming smile spread in her face. “That smile looks…sort of fake.” Maxwell felt his wolf speak to him. “Shush. No distractions today, please.” “Hello, Ms Jo. I hope I am not too early.” He bows his head on getting to where she stood. Her smile grew even wider.

I see Damian clenching his fist together, tapping his foot impatiently, and making agitated movements in the back seat. “Damian. Did they say anything to you when you were captured?” He doesn’t answer me. “Damian, I need you to speak to me. What did they say to you?” “I have nothing to say, Arthur. My mother was killed right before my eyes. All I want to do now is to kill those motherfuckers.” He tells me in a cold, hard tone. This is the kind of anger that I need from him. He will do anything to support and take down our enemy and his mother’s killer, Dr Reyes.

Armstrong also rose to his feet, shaking his head with his eyes shut. “Thought you said forty-five minutes,” he raised his wrist watch towards his field of vision, smoothing his suit. “This is just twenty-two minutes past twelve, I don't think we are done,” Mr. Armstrong uttered in a tone devoid of respect.

While he was on the ground and bleeding, Armstrong pointed at Mabel and asked the guy, "do you know who she is? Do you know who that girl is? she is my fiancee. Do you know who I am? I am one of the richest men in the city yet you dare mess with my girl, you said she took money from you but do you know how much she is worth? Forget about that, look at the dress she is wearing, do you know how much that dress costs? It can feed you and whatever family you have for an entire year, so how much do you claim to have paid her? Well, we are going to find out, trust me, I am going to make sure that you spend the rest of your life in jail for daring to insult the love of my life."