Gary Stu Novels & Stories

Suzy thought. She had seen all kinds of male celebrities in the entertainment industry, but this man didn’t just look good—he radiated something else entirely. It appeared he was someone with power, wealth, and influence. His presence alone was more striking than any actor she had met. Her gaze flicked between him and Stellar, and the grin on her face only widened. "I have no objections at all. Hi there, I’m Suzy Walsh, Stellar’s friend. And you are?" "Stephen Ward," he replied, stepping forward and taking a seat across from them. "I’m Stellar’s senior from university."

Nicklaus nods and let’s her open the door, he walks into the conference room and everyone turns towards him. His eyes settles on a big belly, beard man sitting by the right side of the table… “That’s Mr Gu, he’s the current buyer of CLEAN FIRST!” He hears his assistant’s whispering voice in his bluetooth, perfectly attached to his ear. He nods and walks straight to his chair.. he leans back on his chair and clears his throat. “Mr Gu, this is Mr Statham… the CEO and founder of Statham technology and inventor of CLEAN FIRST!” Nicklaus’ assistant introduced him.

“Now, Miss Garrison this was someone you were intimate with, do you remember their name?” I looked at her realising what she was doing, “Yes, Luke.” “Do you remember his last name?” I blinked and blushed, “No.” “Do you remember what he looked like?” “Not really. Tall, skinny, blonde hair but not really any exact features.” “So, if he was sat in this courtroom today you would not be able to pick his face out of the crowd?” “No.”

then her father got to know about this is scolded her for not knowing the value of money and respecting others so he punished her to work as a receptionist for one month to know the value of money and respect others. seeing John's actions stan and his classmates were little taken a back think " how does this loser know Mr John the director of the lotus hotel and the richest man in Springfield " one class member Patrick said " is he Mr John for real? or Patrick is just playing some act to look cool in front of us? " others said "yeah, it must be that loser " stan looked at them and said "it's Mr John ok I met him a few times. let's go find out what's happening "

Lucas ended with a grin. Stu looked at Lucas oddly. What a foolish reason, he thought inside, that’s her duty to be helpful. The door behind Lucas opened. Mrs. Letty strode to her table. Her sudden appearance made the two men quiet. “Today is a busy day, Lucas.” Mrs. Letty purposely gave Stu a sharp glare. Stu rolled his eyes. “Thank you again Lucas, you are very helpful.” He said it a little louder. “Yea…” Lucas grinned lazily at Stu. He sighed when Stu’s figure disappeared outside the doble doors. “You might need to be a little nicer.”

He dropped into the chair opposite Salvatore’s desk without being invited to sit, legs stretched out, phone in hand, chewing gum loudly. Salvatore sat there, studying him. Stuart was handsome in a lazy, careless way. Rolex watch. Tailored suit. Expensive cologne. “I was expecting your father,” he said politely. Stuart smirked. “Yeah. Well, he was busy. And frankly, tired of being strung along.” “Then perhaps you should convey to him that…”

Anika’s P.O.V “D-delete that!” Steven struggled to get up from the floor as he stared at Gustav with his eyes as wide as saucers. “Delete that…now!” “Oh, this?” Gustav placed his phone inside his jacket pocket. “Nah! I don’t think I will. Unless, of course, you’re offering to suck my dick.” Steven gagged upon hearing that and back up further into a corner. But Gustav wasn’t done yet. He knelt in front of Steven with a menacing smile. “I almost forgot to introduce myself. I’m Sherriff Gustav Bernard, from the Sapphire Mountain PD.”

Ste's father had been a prick and a half—a real son of a bitch, but he'd never once entertained the idea of standing up to him, let alone putting him in a coma. Ste hugged his arms: the thought of his dad gave him chills. "What are you doing these days? College or..." Gary let out a loud and genuine sounding laugh. "Me? Na, Man, I got a job down at the Chinese. Just doing deliveries and shit. I can't understand half of what the woman says but she's cool with me." "Cool, cool." Ste nodded. He shifted nervously, kicking at the weeds that grew along the fence. "Come hang out," Gary suggested. "I'm just heading to Adams. Come on. It'll be like the old days."

George commented while drinking with Stanley. Stanley smiled and said, "I get it, Dad. I couldn't care less about what happened in the past. I'm a famous Internet celebrity now, and I can spend my days having fun while making a lot of money every month. This is the kind of life I want, and I couldn’t be bothered about securing any of the Shanahans' assets anymore. It'd be even better if they get richer and more powerful. Receiving even a small slice of the pie from them after they've reached the zenith is so much better than whatever happened in the past!" "Haha, glad that you have it all figured out!" George looked relieved and could not help but jest, "Guess we have to appreciate that we l

Glowing recommendations from college professors don't seem like enough. I pull up G****e to do a search on Stu, to see if I can learn more, and end up typing in Jackson King's name instead. There he is, unsmiling as always, in a photo shoot for Wired magazine. He stares through the camera his thick hair mussed and jaw clenched. His typical leave me alone or else look. It only makes me want to get closer.