Gaston Meme Novels & Stories

I scream. Once that woman left I called my best hacker, tracker, and best friend Leo, also known as ghost around the family. He came in sensing my bad mood he got us both two glasses of scotch. Leo is only twenty-two but he's old for his age, life made him mature early. He joined the family a few years after me and even with the age gap between us, we became friends. He waited till I'm calm before asking me what's wrong.

He leaned on his motor and began to read. Dear Gangster, Lucifer Cuenca, the name of the man who received and I am not ashamed. A lot is being stoned about me being a Psycho and Weirdong girl. I've been seeing you at school for a few years but you just talked to me too. I will never forget how we started talking.

I had the best pumpkin muffin I've ever tasted all my life, and I was told it was made by her brother, Gideon. Her father is such an amazing man. He tells me stories of his late wife and the Gurreo-Valley pack when Gaston's father was still Alpha. He thinks the rapid development that Gaston introduced to the pack wouldn't have worked if his father were alive. Because the former Alpha isn't comfortable with too much technology.

“I said, who are you? And why did you bring me here?!” He suddenly laughed out loud, a laugh that sounded like the noise that horses make. “Oh, Haven’t I introduced myself yet to you, Milady? Hahahaha! I’m Gaston and I will be your guard for today.” He’s a tall dark man with red hair and a creepy smile on his face. He’s studying at Chasung High too, since he’s wearing the same uniform with Rafael. “Why did you bring me here? Did I do something bad to you?”

"kyle, how's your health? i hope your chest doesn't hurt again? play with your friends and forget about anything that could be bothering, your brother-in-law and i will take care of you ~~love you xoxo" gaston had realized that i had little or no interest in his talks still he persisted, he dipped his had in his pocket and brought out a cheque. it's a cheque of 5 million dollars. i raised my head and looked at the cheque from the corner my eyes, "what is the meaning of this gaston?" he paused for some moments then he began, "even though we've broke up, i still consider you a friend" i dropped the phone in my hand and looked at him with haughty gaze, "what brings about this cheque?"

“C’est elle! Look at you, ma chérie—you are even more ravissante in person!” I blinked, stunned. “You… know me?” “But of course! Who doesn’t, hmm?” He winked dramatically. “William say you are beautiful, but I am not prepared. Non, non, non! You are a muse!” He took both my hands in his and kissed the air beside each cheek. “Enchanté, Jasmine. I am Gaston, and today, I ‘ave the honour of wrapping you in dreams.” I smiled—genuinely smiled—for the first time in what felt like weeks.

The sun just ringing the eastern sky. “This way, boys.” Gaston lead the way through the front door and waited for us in the entrance. “Isn’t it just grand, Mells; is it alright if I call you that?” Gaston beamed at me, his buoyant personality mixed with the attitude of a shark looking for the faintest bit of blood in the water. “You can call me whatever the hell you want, as long as the next thing you call is a taxi out of here.” I shot back.

Gaston asked and some of the council nodded in agreement. "The purpose of the pairing is to unite our packs, correct? You just said there is no more Northridge, therefore, there's no need for the pairing to still happen. And with all due respect, I refuse to associate myself with Travis's blood and possibly raise another one in the near future. I refuse to risk the safety of my pack just because you believe in that saying." I answered Gaston, and he looked visibly annoyed by what I said. I heard a loud bang before Travis shouted. "You conceited motherf*cker! Zella did not do anything to you to treat her like this!"

Damian asked, turning to address Gaston on the floor with a mischievous, condescending tone. Damian had kicked Gaston so hard in the stomach that he hadn't been able to stop hissing on the floor. Yet, when he saw that Damian was still asking him for a car, he glared at Damian with full hatred in his eyes and growled, "Over my dead body!"