Guru Boboiboy Novels & Stories

said Liana excitedly. Nova only smiled in response. Finally, Liana boiled water in a pot and added the eggs that Liana bought and did not break. Nova saw many stuffed cows in the corner of Liana's room. He shook his head. Liana was like a cow farmer. Then Nova's eyes looked at the book on the table, written the note, "I hate Lazy Director." Then the slogan written by Liana is, "It's just a boss and secretary relationship. Nothing more than a special secretary!"

Lord knows they deserved way more than that, thanks to their shitty ass dad bailing on them. Bobby eyed the young man; well okay he was his age that was in a black shirt. He walked over to Buzz, shook his hand, said something to cause the old man to smile and walked over to him. He held his hand out to Bobby, a laid back smile on his face. “You must be the new guy; I’m Justin.” “Yup, I’m Bobby.” Bobby shook his hand but still eyed him up. Guy stood a few inches shorter and wasn’t as built, but his blonde hair, blue eyes and easy smile probably had a lot of the ladies swooning.

He muttered under his breath, his jaw clenching in his mouth, and I narrowed my eyes at him before scoffing. "You were away, remember? I would have told you everything if you weren't away." "I know… I just still can't believe that Madonna had been the one Bobby had been talking about.“ "Who is Bobby?“ I asked. He sighed, running his hands through his hair. "Bobby is my source that told everything about your background. He is a man who is responsible for all the affairs going on in the werewolf world. He has people everywhere that give him information on how every pack operates. Then he goes reporting it to the king. So basically, he is the king's watchful eye.“

And my rank's too low to meet the boss. Rachel was at a loss for words. "Seriously? You don't even know a thing. Are you playing with us?" Bob flashed a wry smile and mumbled, "Your Highness, I'm not someone important. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to be stuck in this remote place, either." "What's your organization's name?" "Poker." Zayn scoffed and quipped, "What's your boss called, then? Don't tell me he's the Joker." Bob nodded, saying, "Our boss is indeed the Joker."

Yuda immediately pulled Raisa's hand towards his motorbike, seconds later the motorbike had sped from the parking lot along with a loud curse from a tall man who knew they had been fooled. "Why, Arkan?" "Damn! They've run away. You know that girl?" asked his friend who was wearing a black shirt. "I'm not clear on seeing his face but I did hear his name being called. If I'm not mistaken ..." Bobby tried to remember, "that's the beautiful singer in the Oppo ad." "Raisa," right? guess Fero justified by Bobby. "Find out about him! Tomorrow we give a warning for that cocky guy!" "Okay, Arkan!"

A good table would have to be written off. Bobby shook the dagger and said coldly, “Thomas, you should ask other people who am I. In the underworld, everyone calls me Boss Bobby. I was giving you respect when I came to apologize to you, but you think too highly of yourself. Do you think I’m a doormat? “Let me get it straight. As long as you sign the contract obediently, we’ll remain friends, and I won’t treat you badly. You’ll the money you deserve.

He always came early, and our maids had to hurry to sweep up fallen leaves in our yard as he trudged forward loudly in his boots. His voice, in contrast to his appearance, was high-pitched and soft. He was knowledgeable after all, being a renowned professor before retiring. He tutored me in all subjects, but we often joked during lessons. He even rode on my motorbike once, for fun. If only teachers at Hollandville were this nice too.

"You'll pay for touching my wife," Jethro growled, his fists tightening. A possessive man like him could never possibly be okay with his wife being almost sullied by a bunch of low-life assholes. "You talk big for a twink. Don't you know who I am? I’m Drac Dog!" the man himself retorted, a little incensed at Jethro's lack of deference. "No clue who you are,” Jethro snapped back. Drac Dog trembled in rage. "So that’s how you wanna play, huh? All right, class is now in session. I’m gonna ingrain into your muscle memory just who you're dealing with!"

No grinning. “I can’t do that sir.” “Why? Because you are into girls?” “Nope.” “Yes tomboy. You are into girls and if not into girls then you will accept my offer.” He leans back on the seat and places his finger on his chin giving me a long look.

Lee stood up and was startled. “Oh, son, what are you doing here?” Mrs. Lee asked. Cullen was panting and was looking at his mom seriously. “I am going to be the CEO! I will be the best CEO!” He shouted at her. He then looked at his grandfather. “Grandfather, please train me well! I don’t want to be a lazy fake CEO! I will be the best!” Cullen confidently said while panting.