George Novels & Stories

I greeted the giant before me. "I was coming through the city and decided to come and say hello to my favorite bartender.” He grinned before pointing to my office door. "I also have some new products in case you're interested.” George was a handsome male specimen, almost seven feet tall, with blond hair that was always well combed, happy brown eyes, and a model smile. Oh, and a body of fear, literally of fear. I guided him to the office, because he wasn’t only physically beautiful, but also intelligent, he had a tequila distillery that was beginning to sound among the shops.

“You still need someone to stay and help you.” “I'm only pulling your legs, the nurse assigned someone else to me and George also comes from time to time." “Oh, that's good.” I let out, satisfied that she was alright, and I wouldn't have to go through the stress of finding someone for her. ”By the way, who is George?” ”He is an adorable kid who comes to help me.” Aunt Joanna said, further telling me how well-mannered the boy was, and she began singing praises for the boy. But then she mentioned the boy being quite special as he was a weredragon.

I quickly tried to reassure them and dismiss their worries regarding this matter. "Please just listen to what George has to say first," my mother quickly jumped in, and she still sounded just as excited as before. I could already tell where this was headed, and it felt like I was sitting in a car with a malfunctioning brake when I didn’t have my seatbelt on. "I don’t want to boast, but I’ve got a lot of connections with many eligible bachelors," George said proudly as if he was advertising a hot-selling commodity on the market. I didn’t doubt that his words were true, but that didn’t mean that I was at all interested.

Something inside of me snaps, and I look around to see how he is handling my mother. “This is George Livingstone,” she says, introducing Dash and George. Both men shake each other’s hand and it feels like a pissing competition. I shake my head slightly as I watch George’s face go bright red and when they pull their hands away, George’s hand is red from where Dash was grabbing it. “George, this is Dash. He owns several businesses around the city and he is running for the award of the most eligible bachelor,” Mom says and I look at Dash

Vivianne was taken aback by George's harsh reprimand and his demand for her to kneel. Her eyes reddened with anger as she retorted, "Who the asshole are you?" George stood up smugly, "I am George Zahler, a board member of the Monroe family. How dare you insult me? You're disrespecting the Monroe family. Does your little Danbury family want to go to war with the Monroes?" The words "Monroe family" struck a chord with Vivianne, sending a shiver down her spine. Her face turned pale as she stumbled backward two steps.

George replied politely. “Who the hell is he?” Michael spat, sounding like a jealous boyfriend. “This must be your son—Justin, is it?” George asked, extending his hand to greet Michael. Michael’s features hardened. “I asked you a question, Julia. Who is he?” he said, leaving George’s hand hanging. Poor George took the cue and slowly lowered his hand. “I’m George, a doctor at Mercy Grace Hospital, and I’m here to take your mother out on a date.” Michael’s hardened gaze shifted back to me. His eyes scanned me slowly, lingering on the wa

She narrows his eyes at him, "You haven't grown fond of her already, have you?" He shakes his head, "That girl doesn't even have a heart, how can one be fond of her?" Willam smirks at him, "And you count yourself among the people that have hearts?" George smiles cockily, "I do have a heart, right here.." He places his hand on the left side of his chest. "You're the one lacking one." William laughs and shakes his head. "I have been trying to reach my assistant for a while now but cannot, I wonder where in the world he is."