Gumball: The Mess Novels & Stories

Reign whined. “You can help by ensuring that everything is in place, so those two can start school immediately,” Gracie said, pointing at Amber and Grace-ann. “That’s the last of our boxes. Let’s get going now!” Reign said. The moving trucks left ahead of them and together the five of them left. ~***~ “Mr. Harrison, Ms. Howard; here’s your package from Ms. Reign Davis,” said the chauffeur handing them the letter. “It’s a congratulation letter,” Dominic purred, then smiled. “She added a picture of Amber. She also lost a tooth”

Chase slid into the seat across from me, grinning like he’d just walked in on a good joke. "Yup," Mason nodded. "The legend herself." Chase chuckled. "The girl who made history." I laughed softly, shaking my head. This day just kept getting weirder. Then, just when I thought it couldn’t get more bizarre, another guy strolled up to our table. He was older-looking, maybe twenty, with a reddish Caesar cut and a smug grin. "Whose doll is this?" He asked, eyes sweeping over me before landing on Chase and Mason.

"With the income from streaming, I can earn up to 20,000 dollars a month. I want to save enough to build a house in my home village." Just then, Carlos came in. "Lilian, make me some supper." "Sure, Mr. Houston. Ah!" Lilian was showcasing my luxurious makeup vanity to her audience when Carlos came in abruptly. She had just opened the cap of an expensive bottle of toner and was sniffing it. Startled, she dropped the bottle, spilling its contents. "What are you doing?" I frowned unhappily. Lilian scrambled to wipe the table. "I'm so sorry, Alaina. I'm really sorry…"

He got on top of me and grabbed me by the hair. "Just a little message, don't mess with me or you'll pay it really hard." The voice was disguised. "Gia!" Everything went black. Olivia We needed some food for Goldie, so we went to Gia's, vet clinic. Plus it was on our way home. As soon as we entered, someone was on top of Gia, punching her. Raven, grabbed his gun and shoot him. He could've tortured him, but Gia's, life was at stake and he needed to act fast.

He could only let out muffled sounds. After that, I knocked him out once again. At the same time, I heard many screams of agony. I just closed my eyes to tune them out. Those young and beautiful blind masseuses dreamed of making a ton of money when they boarded the cruise. But they would never be able to leave the cruise with the money. Finally, the sounds died down at night. I clutched the keycard that I had found in the gray-suited man's pocket as I opened a small gap in the door.

No normal job would get him this much money. We walk through massive rooms until we reach double doors. Damien eyes me once and says, "Welcome, Miss Huxley. I hope you'll enjoy yourself." He twists the knob and reveals the party. I wasn't expecting to see this many people. This is the opposite of what I thought this 'event' would be. This isn't an event, it's a gala.

Lawrence Gellar swung the dice back and forth in front of my face. "Come on, man. You're not planning to take the money and run, are you? That’s a shitty move!" I jolted back to myself and stared at him. "What? Who won?" The other two people laughed, shoved me, and pointed at the dice in front of me. "Quit playing dumb. You rolled five sixes. That's the best hand on the table. You just cleaned all three of us out."

I don't want him making a mess of the venue. The groomsmen stuffed me into a large plastic tub and carried me out. Through its walls, I could hear the noise of the reception growing louder as we got closer. Thomas' voice boomed from the stage. "What a joyful day for the Gardner family. Thank you all for being here. Now, I'd like to invite our longtime supporter, Mr. Jarvis, to come up and say a few words." He called out a few times, but no one answered. Then one of the groomsmen stumbled, the tub toppled, and I rolled out onto the marble floor. The dirty water inside spilled across the tiles, and the smell spread instantly through the room.

Jordan scratched the back of his head. I stared blankly at him - once, twice. Then I burst into fits of laughter. It was so long, I just couldn't stop it. Jordan stood still, his face serious. "What? You think I'm joking?" "I meannnn" It was already weird that I had to go through Mishap curse and now I was dead? What kind of sick joke was that? "Yeah, I knew you wouldn't believe." He shrugged. "You see, we were shot and then we drowned into the pool and tada, we just appeared here. I think Angel Gabriel is outside but ...."

“Fuck you! If it weren’t for the person I know you through, today would have been your last day on Earth for daring me!” “I know I really messed up. Deepest apologies. But listen, the version you got is the heavy-duty one. Your antidote won't touch it. No medical fix, no herbal bullshit. Only way to counter it is full-on sex. If sex doesn't happen soon, it could... kill.” “Go to hell!” I roared, smashing the end call button before hurling the phone against the wall. It clattered to the floor, screen cracked. I raked my fingers through my hair, tugging hard enough to sting, as if pain could clear the fog.