Gustav Httyd Novels & Stories

“I should’ve known a hybrid would figure out how to kill them.” “Yay, me,” I sneer, sarcastically. “You know,” Gustav says thoughtfully. “I’m going to make you one of them, and then you can be their leader.” “Sure,” I smile. “I’ll lead the rebellion against you.” “First, I’ll cut out your tongue,” he glares at me. “Don’t worry,” I smile sweetly. “I can still flip you off with my middle finger, and if you cut that off, I’ll learn Morse code and blink it to you. Regardless, you can go fuck yourself.”

Amidst the indistinct chattering echoing in the hallway, Vanya remained focused on her singular objective—to find the elusive figure known as Gustav. Approaching the group, her eyes scanned their faces intently, searching for a familiar countenance. And then, in a rush of exhilaration that echoed within her, Vanya's heart leapt as she spotted him. A man in his forties, distinguished by his black suit and salt-and-pepper hair, stood among the others. Her memory served her well, for she had indeed seen his face before—his visage had been plastered across the company's official website. This was none other than Mister Gustav, the esteemed owner of Schnellen Automobilindustrie.

He walked me back to the couches before he said, "He's not a psycho or anything. I promise." I sat down and so did he. "Do you remember that video you made during college?" Alec asked. I sat back on the couch to think for a moment and Alec did too. "Oh! Yeah! The promotional video that was posted on the school website to encourage more women to attend my private college." I said. Alec nodded in agreement before he said, "Well if you remember? That video went viral on I*******m. My master saw it as a suggested video that he may like because he donates funds to your private college."

Bad publicity could be good publicity but my career would be plunged to the depths of this got out. "I can't Katherine. I cannot lose Nik." I fired back. "I cannot end up a one-hit star. You of all people should know that Katherine. Your career blossomed when you were dating that billionaire vlogger. When he dumped you, you were left fending for scraps with amateurs in the industry. I'm sorry I sound so insensitive right now but I don't want that kind of future for myself."

he lied and I laughed. "Your lying," "Fine but she's the only artist you have that I know," he replied amused. "What artist do you to listen to then?" "Pink Sweat$" "Who?" I asked and he smiled. "Am I about to introduce you to your new favorite artist," "Your confidence amuses me Xavier Persons," I said and he got up walking over to the stereo his muscles flexing, his pants hanging loosely on his waist without the support of his belt. I heard the sweet sound of music playing through the speakers and he turned smiling walking over to me, kissing my cheek.

"Mr. Hurlington, he is Mr. Alessandro, the director of Alessandro's company, that you must know. He is my business partner and my friend as well." Victoria immediately introduced Gustav, especially her relationship with him, to Maverick to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. "Forgive me for my impoliteness, Mr. Hurlington. I am Gustav Alessandro, owner of the GV brand and best friend of Tori." Gustav extended a hand and again emphasized their relationship, leaving Victoria speechless.

Drenched in sweat and looking gorgeous as ever. “Well, she is technically a Black.” Hesther was a vision. She was also wearing gray track clothes but Max had never seen someone so young and flawless. She was sweating profusely but she maintained her poise and elegance. Had it been her in that position, she was sure that she would resemble a spoiled loaf of bread. “Hi, Hesther.” Max said when she saw her. “I am glad you are here. Every one here is a bore.” “They have been here since dawn. Gustav wants to keep his word and he likes to show off. “ Quentin was wiping the edges of his eyes from laughing. It had been a long time since he laughed so hard.

The Obsidian black Mercedes S650 which Amelia rode to church the other day pulled right in front of Mrs Steels just outside the front porch. Dressed in sky blue BOTTEGA VENETA Patent Stretch Leather Dress, paired with AMELIE BERTRAND's handbag from Louis Vuitton's ARTYCAPUCINE collection, a dark Gucci sunglasses and a black Christian Louboutin heels, Amy was ready for the day. Her hair which was styled in a messy bun sitting inches just above the nape of her neck spoke more of 'simple and classy'.

I probbed him for a response but he didn't give any utterance. Gustavo had been my best friend since we were both kids. He was tall, very tall, almost as tall as me. He had sky blue eyes as clear as the sky in the morning, his jaw was perfectly sculpted and his hair was as dark as a Raven. Many ladies wished to have us, I had some of them but Gustav on the other hand was gay. He wasn't interested in ladies. No one knew about his sexuality though, just me and him, and also his fuckboy. His father was a member of the supernatural counsel, and back when I was still a kid with no one to talk with, Gustav came into my life and we both became a pair, inseparable.