Guy Croods Novels & Stories

The mask Guy Chapter nine(9) I was right “Who is that man ?CEO of refinement modeling agency well who ever he is am going to find out when I meet him again “ Cassy thought to her self She opened the piece of paper CEO of refinement modeling agency gave her “ it even has a Time 6:pm wow perfect time “ “ Abigail do you know that man’s name “ Cassy asked when Abigail stop outside her apartment “ Mr Fredrick Paul” Abigail answered

I ask him. His forehead crinkles as he looks at me. “I’m thinking a lot of people, Bryntastic. ” “No one I know. ” “You know me. ” My stomach bubbles. “I do. ” We get our drinks and sit at a small table in the corner. There’s a guy on stage with his guitar on his knee, singing. He has a good voice, but not nearly as good as Steve’s. We drink our coffees and listen to the music. After a few songs the guy leaves the stage and a girl with dreadlocks comes on, carrying a guitar and a harmonica.

"General Xue, welcome. I heard you have defeated those barbarians. What do you want from this old man to grant you? Eighty gold pieces? Women? Name anything." "This servant sees it better if you would grant me a house of my own, your majesty." Xue Han replied as he bowed to the man who was now laughing at his loyal subject. The general had long wanted a house of his own. He was getting tired of changing cities each and every time he was sent on missions. Every time he had to find an inn where there would be a lot of noise from the other people. He hated loud places the most. So this was a chance given to rob this stupid emperor of his riches after all he sacrificed his life too many times.

Cara spoke, shoving her phone in front of my face. Wow, that sounded weirdly professional. I kept swiping back and forth between the two guys. One of the guy looked tall, well built with dirty blonde hair and he was wearing a black leather jacket. He screamed hot and danger in all caps. The other guy had this regular boy next door vibe with brown hair and he was pretty good looking. He reminded me of Tyler for a second and my mind was already starting to compare them both. Fucking hell! When does he get out of my head?

Minutes later, Ichabod could hear a swift movement behind the shelves and out came a short man in a black tail coat and a large hat which made him look like all those wizards you see in movies like Harry Potter. “Ah! If it isn’t my old friend.” Johhny said cheerfully. “It has been a while since I last saw you. Are you having nightmares again?” “No.” Adams replied, “I would like you to meet someone.” He said, “this is Ichabod Nuel.” Johnny laid his eyes on Ichabod and scanned him from head to toe. A serious smile cracked upon his lips. “Ah. I can see you haven’t come alone young man.”

Ruby gripped her tray like a shield, scanning for an empty table. That’s when she saw him. Kai Kingston. Standing in the center of the room like the sun— and everyone else orbited him. He wasn’t even trying. He stood there in a simple gray hoodie and dark jeans, sleeves pushed up to reveal forearms that definitely didn’t belong to someone who “didn’t care.” His hair was a perfect mess, he laughed like he owned the oxygen supply, and people practically leaned toward him when he spoke. It was disgusting. But also unfairly attractive.

“Um, can I get you something? You sound grim.” “Sounds worse than it is.” She shrugged in this noble I’m going out for a walk and may be some time sort of way. “I just feel bad for letting the fund raising down.” “We’re doing okay. And I spoke to this guy named Aiden Crux, who’s apparently super-rich. That could come to something.” Harper's eyes went wide. “Aiden Crux? Seriously?” Cole made what she hoped was a modest, little old me gesture. “You don’t know who he is, do you?”

I placed my hand lightly over the back of his and said gently, "Alright." "Really?!" Simon clearly hadn't expected me to agree so easily. He chatted with me excitedly for a few moments, then we headed downstairs together. On the first floor, everyone was gathered around having a barbecue. My gaze swept across the crowd before landing on a greasy-haired, pot-bellied man standing in the corner. Jay Heston was a colleague from my department. Not only was he older, unhygienic, and sloppy, but his character was just as bad—he often harassed people in our department in private. To us, he had never been a decent person.

Tim shrugged his shoulders. Juliana took off from her work. She was going to visit her real mother's grave, as it was her death anniversary. She went to the graveyard with a bouquet of red roses in her hands. To her surprise, as she reached her mother's grave, there was a man standing there. She and her father always went separated to her mother's grave. She wondered who he was. She was only seeing his back. She walked towards him and put her hand on his shoulder. The guy turned his head, there was this hope in Juliana's heart that it could be Adrian but her facial expression changed when she saw Alberto there in front of her mother's grave.