Franky Novels & Stories

Enyo just nods, clearly not wanting to discuss her injuries. I gave my cousin a coffee and Fran a green tea, she stopped drinking coffee when she became pregnant. I watch how my mate and Fran interact, I can't help the smile on my face. I mind-link my Beta ‘Thanks man, I appreciate the clothes and kindness’ He looks at me and shakes his head. ‘Clay, I have never seen Fran so relaxed with anyone man, it’s a pleasure’ He tells me as he drinks his coffee.

I said happily, and Frankie snorted as he put another bottle on the table. "You? Married? When you're not even dating?" "Shut up," I gritted as I stared at Frankie, chasing him away with my eyes. "This crazy lady isn't bothering you, right, Miall? You're one of my regulars, and I wouldn't want a stop-by-whenever chasing you away." Frankie asked as he pointed to me. Did he just call me a stop-by-whenever? I tilted my head to the side and pouted. "Miall? That's your name?" I asked him, and his eyes widened before he cleared his throat and nodded. "Hmm, sounds so familiar," I whispered as I pondered my brain to remember.

Kinglsely cuts in. "Who paid you to kill me? Frank, you are my best friend. Tell me, you don't have to join in these" Frank is pale skin with blonde hair and green eyes. His face decorated with guilt of some one who was sweet talked into joining the raid. Tears falls from his eyes and he speaks.

Love you. Franck was already in Ground3. Sitting at the discrete public seat isolated in a grassy corner. Wearing a tide sport outfit and looking very athletic. Well build up with a good height. He used to be a big sporter back in his days in school. And that elegance of fineness was still in his physical appearance. Girls choice, big ladies choice where destiny wanted him to land in the hands of Jane.

I entered inside the small office to see a lady sitting at the front desk named Sherry. "May I help you?' She aked politely. "Um yes, I m here to answer the ad for the housekeeping position?" I said trying to sound confident. "Ah yes, let me get Mr. Baxter in here." After she called him, Mr. Baxter came out he was a big man, wit ha big belly and a smoker's breath. He looked tired, his eyes red and watery, his hair and mustache all greasy like. He reeked of sweat and cigarette and I couldn't stand the smell of him. However, I was here to get hired for a job that I desperately needed, so I ignored it and followed him into his office which was also smelled like a disgusting barn. "You are here

Sanskar gasped at Swara how the girl is careless with her mouth. "I....i... Didn't mean... Sansk... By the way, what's your name?" She asked changing the topic easily. "Sanky." He introduced himself. "Franky. sanky. What a strange name like food." Swara mimicked his name making him laugh at her expression. "By the way, what's your name?" Sanky asked. "Myself, Swara." She introduced herself and shook hands with him. Their conversation longs for some time. Sanskar did like the girl who is so innocent and captures his heart with her one glance. Swara on the other hand likes his company in this new atmosphere. Sanky looked gentleman which she wanted to protect her

Franklin rolled his eyes "I'm sorry, Miss. I'm Franklin, that's Trevor, and this right here is Chris." Chris waved with his left hand, as his right was helping hold the cake. "Or you can just call me the "Token Black Friend.'" Chris replied. Paul and I laughed. Franklin reminded me a lot of Jake Gyllenhaal for some reason. The huge eyes and innocent look really did it for me, it seemed. The loud clacking of heels was heard running down the hallway from Sebastian's office. "Sorry, guys. Come on in!" Lucinda guided all three of them down the hallway. Franklin waved before following his friends.

She was such the stinker. - When the two got to brunch, they went up to their seats until someone familiar stoped them. “Milo you know you can’t bring dogs in here.” Gina, a friend of theirs says. “You know Franky’s an exception,” Milo smirked as he ran quickly to their seat which Runa just smiled. “Ugh, he’s so annoying. How are you friends with that guy? And make sure he doesn’t bark.” Gina was a human girl but she was honestly her favorite human.

He laughed and sit in front of my desk, he laced his fingers and crossed his legs casually. "Some of the babies had been harassing me. Shocking, with these handsome features I know. I should've known better. Just tell Charlie and Darla to back off a little okay, oh... and what's his name, Harold? yes, also Harold. He seemed to think I'm all for one and one for all kind of guy." He explained his issues, making me laugh at him. Francois is our professional photographer. He had been making our girls and boys personal portfolio photos for years now. He's the best. He could make all the photos look so sinful, and made them looked so innocent and sophisticated at the same time.

Shop was exactly what we did. That’s just how Jessalyn and I are, and that’s our love language and the only time we ever really get along. We could walk around and shop all day and never get tired of swiping any card as long as it was neither of ours. And this time it seemed that Jessalyn wasn’t holding back and it seemed like she was shopping with the intent of trying to max out Octavious’ card but it wouldn’t work because well, Octavious is worth billions.