Grim Fandango Manny Novels & Stories

Ludo laughed looking at her phone. “What is it?” Nancy asked. “Look at this,” Ludo showed Nancy what she was looking at. “Imagine this man posted a picture of himself and his daughter and captioned it ‘The fruit of my womb’.” They both laughed hysterically. “I didn’t know men have wombs too,” Nancy blurted out. “Crazy world it is,” Ludo put the phone away. “Stupidity reigns supreme these days.” Ludo was trying to make conversation with Nancy to forget what happened over the weekend. She couldn’t stop thinking about Mr. Jabulani and Hunter. She couldn’t figure out his deal yet but he was interested in her manuscript. That’s the only thing she knew about him.

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.

He hits the mesh fence and clings there, panting. “Who owns you?” I ask. He says nothing, but he wears a ring with an enamel crest that doesn’t belong to him. Mancini’s. “Where did you get that?” I ask. “Present,” he whispers, and spits over the edge. “From the man who said you forgot how to bleed.”

Gypsy One minute I was doing yoga in the small, paved yard, trying to stretch my body so my mind would clear from all the negative thoughts that were swirling around it, and the next, Fang, giant burly president of the Savage Sons MC had me in his arms, his mouth hungrily devouring mine. I kissed him back. It wasn’t sweet or caring, it was passion more like anger, but that was us all over. Darting a hand between our bodies, Fang tore the stretchy material away from my crotch. I should have been angry, but part of me understood his eagerness.

Vanessa Diamond wasn't what anyone wanted, her brash personality and tomboyish ways turned everyone against her, even her family. Knowing she wasn't wanted Vanessa left home, and moved to the bustling city of New York. She had hoped it would be a place where her dreams would finally come true, but its not always that easy. Forced to work in a gentlemen's club she begins to fit in somewhere...perhaps this is where she was meant to be. But after one 'lucky' night with the Mafia's boss Christiano her life is turned upside down again... But she's ready for the challenge.

we both heard suddenly. The man looked at us with a mocking smile, and Nikolay crossed his arms, provoking genuine laughter from the man, who extended his hand to introduce himself: "I'm Fernando Garza, a pleasure to meet you, beautiful," his seductive voice curiously didn't provoke anything in me. "Margaret..." "Aren't you leaving already, Fernando?" Nikolay retorted irritably. "Yes, but I think I'll stay to enjoy your whore..." "Excuse me, Mr. Garza, but I'm nobody's whore," I interjected sharply, completely annoyed.

I threw myself on my bed and stared up at the glow in the dark stars that I've never really paid much attention to. "Wake up!" Sunny really has a way to get on my bad side. I kicked her off my bed and into the floor. "ow!" "Don't wake me up." I shrugged. I got up and helped her up. I went to my closet and threw on some workout clothes. I have the day to train and get ready for initiation. The dance part is easy, it's the fighting that has me a little nervous. I may have taken a few classes but I know gangs train differently. So Sunny said she'd show me a few steps and hits. Afterward, even though I know the dance steps she said she'd show me a couple of steps there also. I don't know what I

"It's been a while since I met you. Why don't you go back to Indonesia? Poor Salim group, their leader is enjoying himself abroad." "Careless!" the man retorted. "I'm in Korea expanding my business network, Sam. Not for leisure." "Yes, I believe. Oh, let me introduce. This is my wife, Arianna Grey. You can call her Esmeralda." "If she's Esmeralda, then who are you?" "Luis Fernando, of course. He's indeed the partner in that telenovela." "Samuel!" "Just kidding, dear." The man laughed after seeing Arianna pout immediately. "Let me introduce you. This is my cousin, he's 11:12 with Randy. They're in cahoots with the one-armed crocodile."

Just Fernando. I kissed him back like I had just remembered how to breathe. We stayed like that for what felt like forever. Until a sound tore us apart. Clap. Clap. Clap. Slow and mocking. We broke apart instantly, and I turned to see a man standing ten feet away. He was dressed in a long black coat, his smile twisted with cruel amusement. Behind him, five... no, six men stood tall, all dressed in black. “Well, well, well,” the man said, still clapping. “Bravo, Don Fernando. You really do know how to get people to fall for you. It’s impressive.”

Before Romano could utter another word, Fernando grabbed a handful of his hair, yanking him off the ground as he gasped in pain. “Please!” Romano croaked, fear rising in his throat. “Don’t do what you are about to do, amigo! We can work this out!” But it was too late. Fernando’s grip tightened around his neck, a stubborn rope of revenge. “No one will save you—not even your minions. Look at them, shaking like chickens,” he growled, glaring at the trembling men who stood by, frozen in fear. They were as stiff as statues, weapons in their hands but lacking the courage to intervene. Fernando was a beast incarnate, a creature forged from a unique gene that made him stronger and faster than any hu