Greatest Guy Novels & Stories

Well I don't apologise so I just continued on my way when I heard her yell "Jerk" I stopped on my tracks to give her a fitting reply but, luckily for her she already left the building. I went into the conference room. I should introduce myself. I'm Adrain Ivan Stone, the youngest and most successful multi billionaire. The media portray he as a ruthless, selfish and dangerous man but guess what, they are right. I am the second richest man after the president in NYC, you can call me corky or obnoxious but ladies fall at my feet, they treasure the floor I walk on. Well, I can't blame them, with my 6 ft 4 height, and a face like mine even I will fall for myself but I don't care about that. I was

I asked, unbelieving. How was it possible that no human, of all the billions of humans in the universe, had ever stood up to Adrian. He wasn't that scary, was he? "There is a reason why I am known as the most powerful man in New York City, my darling wife. Trust me, you're the only one who has ever had the nerve to speak back to me- the first and the last." he smirked. "It is very flattering to have broken a record with the Adrian Valentino." I teased.

He asks makes me raised my eyebrows. "Why are you out of a sudden asks me that?" They never ask about Elijah and this is the first time they ask. "Cause he's so kind. He said if he met us again, he will buy us other things." Gabriella reply. "Ummm yeah your dad is a good person and no you're not going to meet that 'kind' uncle ever again. that's dangerous." I said even though I don't want to say that 'good person' but I need to talk nicely to these kids. I wish I can say that their father was a cheater, arrogant, stupid, jerk, manwhore, dickhead, and assholes man I've ever met but Gabriel and Gabriella were too young for that.

I'm assuming he doesn't know how to read yet because he was looking over the manu looking confused and his parents just chuckled at his confused expressions. "So Pepsi?" "Yes!" the little boy exclaimed. "Okay, and a glass of Pepsi" he said, turning his attention to me. I nodded, writing everything down. "I'll bring them right up to you." I loved coming to work, knowing I get to see people like that. As I was walking to the kitchen, I heard the TV. "Nicholas Ashford spotted with a woman coming out of a club yesterday. Could she be his secret lover?" the guy on the TV spoke. He was moving on fast.

He asked them. They didn't realize he could hear them. He has a sensitive hearing so he can hear even a falling pin. That's the biggest skill he has which has helped him so many times especially in his business which is still a secret to many. The world only sees what he shows them. Now he plans to show everything to Rose and make her his woman completely. He planned to train her and make her useful for him.

No wonder celebrities fought so hard to stay in the spotlight. Camera flashes forced me to squint again and again. I loved the euphoria. I just wasn't used to the flashes yet. Maybe I should take lessons on that someday. "Second Place... Commander Cyran Ardent." Cyran briefly raised his rifle, earning another deafening roar. "Champion... His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Adrian Valerius." Thunderous applause swept across the Royal Training Ground once more. Adrian walked forward calmly, as though no one had ever doubted he'd win.

"Oh? Is his term up?" "Yes, ma'am. The word is he performed exceptionally in Alaska. The Moretti council has already reinstated him as head of the family." "I see." I nodded, my tone as flat as if we were discussing the weather. "The roses are looking lovely today. Have the gardener give them extra water." The butler hesitated, then understood. "Yes, ma'am." Some people's return was, indeed, less important than the flowers in the garden. A week later, I ran into him at the city art gallery.

“This is how bad I want to meet him.” “Gabe is just some guy I’m dating, though,” I explained. “I don’t see why it’s such a huge deal.” “No, Harper. No. He’s not just some guy. He’s the only guy you’ve dated in the past however many years who isn’t a total loser. He’s the opposite of every guy you’ve been with,” she informed me. “This isn’t just some guy! He’s practically a legend, at least until I can see him in person and verify that he’s actually real.”

He holds a similar energy just like his father's but I refuse to be intimidated by him. "I don't want to have anything to do with you, clearly you're nothing like the girls I like. You're simply not my type". he smirks as his grey eyes scan me, more like checking me out. Oh I definitely know how to deal with cocky jerks like you! "The feeling is mutual Mr..." I try to remember his name "Nathan" he completes "Nathan" I repeat. You can't be my type, you're too old for me, what are you like, 30?"

How was it possible that one man looked as handsome as ten handsome men? How could something like that ever be fair? How was it fair that such man happened to fall in love with a woman like her? Her happy ending was happier than any happy endings ever recorded in history. Cinderella? Snow white? Rapunzel? Aurora? Tiana? Of all of the princesses in the world of fairytale, she was the one with the happiest ending ever. Sure she was not a princess neither was she getting married to a prince, but Romeo was ten times better than a prince. Better than a king.