Novel & Cerita Grumpy Monkey Author

His attention stays fixed on his phone, brows drawn into a faint scowl that makes him look dangerously annoyed. The sight pulls an unexpected laugh out of me. He looks like a man personally offended by the existence of this gala. Lucian Montgomery, king of grumpy expressions. If irritation were an art form, he would be a master. Another message lights up my screen. “This migraine is going to kill me.” I bite back a grin. “Don’t keep me waiting or I’ll kill somebody.” “Grumpy much” I type. The reply comes almost instantly. “Just get down here and suffer with me already”

Janet turned to Griffin with a forced smile before walking away. "Don't mind her," Karen said, waving it off. "Tell me about yourself. You look familiar—I feel like I've seen you somewhere before." "I work for Mr. Stefan Everest. I'm his proxy," Griffin replied simply. Karen’s eyes widened. "Oh my God, that’s right! And what’s that like?" Griffin leaned back. "Are you one of those people who hate him just because he's crippled and mute?" Karen quickly shook her head. "Of course not! I think it's amazing that you’ve stayed with him for so long. And it’s really brave of you to be looking for a company of your own."

Fuck. My phone vibrates again. Mason looks down at it and then back up at me. He sighs and opens his laptop again. "Make him work hard," Mason whispers to me with his eyes still on the screen. I’m trying. I unlock my phone and snort at the message. -Mr. Grumpy: You have me saved as Mr. Grumpy?? -Norali: You are grumpy. -Mr. Grumpy: Unbelievable. -Mr. Grumpy: Are you okay, though?

I answered him with a smile. He then clicked his tongue and all of a sudden, his face darkened. “I already did and it does not do me good,” he coldly muttered. I was caught off guard by what I heard and got curious about what happened to him. Is that the reason why he’s always grumpy and gloomy? Does someone hurt him? I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice the mass was about to end. "Let's give each other the sign of peace. . ."

“They ate all the grapes!” This stupid little bitch. I know that I am cussing a lot in my mind lately, but can you blame me? “This isn’t really the time to be worrying about grapes.” “You bet it is!” Mammon growls, glaring at the flies like they have committed a huge crime. “I was craving grapes for days! That stupid Belzeebub. I’ll show him. I’ll kill all his flies!” I saw him fisting his hands, which ended up glowing.

Your Beautiful Monster is really nice, I'm a fan also. Take care and write until you will be proud. Snarf Hook I faced Doodle to sign the book his holding. “What’s your name?” "Gray Dude, author of Kyoaku." He replied smiling. "Oh! I'm reading it, you have a nice story." I commented. GrayDude, Thank you looking for me just to sign this book. Your Kyoaku is really awesome, I'm a fan also. Take care and write until you reach your world. Snarf Hook

He had thought is was cute and showed what a good person she was. “Which animal is your favourite?” Grant asks her. She thinks and then smiles “monkeys, I love the fact that they are mischievous and can make such great expressions” she replies “lets go see the monkeys next then?” Grant suggests, Amber shakes her head “can we leave them till the last? I can then take their happy vibes with me” she asks, Grant can’t help but smile as Stacey liked to keep the good things till last too.

He is asking how is he looking when he didn't steal a glance at me. "I don't know," I vocalized not even looking at him, my eyes and focus on the road. "You can look at me to know," he reasoned with a for sure sly smile on his stupid countenance. "I don't want to," Who'll tell him my eyes already noticed his attire the same blue color suit as my dress, crisp white shirt, his signature watch paired with leather shoes. "Grumpy," My eyes shot open and my jaws hung down at his comment. "Ape," that's what he is, an animal who looks like a monkey with a small tail.

"Funny thing, I ran into the owner himself. And you know what he said? He told me not to work, that I'd be paid weekly regardless." I froze, wide-eyed. "Wait... what? Grandma, that's incredible. How on earth did you manage such a favor?" Before Grandma could answer, Hope piped up from her chair, grinning. "It's Mr. Grumpy! Mr. Grumpy!" Sam burst out laughing. I frowned in confusion. "Mr. Grumpy?" Grandma chuckled. "That's what she calls the owner of the company. Can't for the life of me figure out why." Hope giggled harder. "Mummy, he's sooo grumpy."

Zara Lovegrove Moonclaw POV “Take it back right now, Damon, or I will dump this entire bowl of stew on your head!” I yell, my face burning up. My hands shake as I grip the heavy tray, the smell of roasted meat and gravy hitting my nose. I am panting, my chest rising and falling fast under my tight tunic. Being a plus-size, chubby wolf in the Lovegrove Moonclaw Pack means I already take up space, but right now, I feel like a giant target.