Guy V Madara Novels & Stories

As soon as the man crawled up, he quickly spoke up and immediately after that, he continued to receive a strong punch from the handsome vampire, causing blood to flow from his nose and flow all over his face. He was in so much pain that he leaned on his hands and staggered to stand up. Before he could open his mouth, Harvey threw Bonita's business card in his face and told him to contact her to claim compensation for bandages and painkillers. - Are you the president of Star Corporation? How can that be? The man looked from the business card to Harvey. He had also heard that the top leader of a corporation that was nearly a thousand years old had unique silver hair and an extremely perfect ap

"Hey Adrian! You know me, I'm Maddy, and I've always wanted to meet you. Madelyn Gregory, Mad Greg for shorts to only her cheesy wannabes and haters, and that apparently was about seventy to eighty percent of Ridgewood High girls. Madelyn was one of the three Gorgon's of Ridgewood high (with Devon as number two) a look from either of the three, could petrify the heart of anybody. Her nastiness, and hoedom, made her a beacon of hate amongst the girls. Cheesy bunch! "Don't you have makeups to be applying, or blowjobs to sell somewhere?"

she asked in vengeance. "No..." he simply shook his head. "Mm..good. Now, listen to me very carefully..." the eyes turned green with rolling continually, hypnotizing the fat guy. ________________________________ Maddox, Vlora and all of their cousins were having a beer down the street. Maddox could not wait to get back his wife. He had grown a stubble around his chin. And it gave him a more aggressive look. "I can't believe you guys trusted that bloody monk..." "I never expected Weston to do this..." Vlora sighed deeply as she took a sip of the beer bottle.

His jaw was clenched so tightly she wondered if it hurt. “They didn’t come,” he said flatly, staring past her. “Again.” Ruby nodded. “I know.” “They said they would,” he continued, voice tight. “My mom texted me this morning. I won't miss it.” He laughed once, sharp and humorless. “Guess she meant she wouldn’t miss the flight.” Ruby didn’t interrupt. “They had donors flying in from three countries,” he went on. “Board members. Press.” He gestured vaguely back toward the building. “And they let me stand there like a placeholder. Like a backup plan.”

In the evening, they ordered Chinese takeout. As they waited for their food to arrive, Gaia asked, "Do you think I'm nuts?" Matilda shook her head. "No, G. Something is definitely going on, and I realize you wouldn't have worked yourself up if you had a logical explanation for it. That doesn't mean there isn't one, though. Whoever this guy is, vampire or otherwise, you need to stay away from him. He's clearly a master manipulator." Perhaps Mads is right. Maybe there is an explanation, and this guy is just some crazy con artist.

The guy stood upright. Madison's eyes followed him up, she didn't understand a thing. Am I not too old for this? She thought, looking so frustrated. "What is your name? What do you want from me?" Madison asked him. "Oh, I'm Marco. Nice to meet you, Madison. I'm sorry you had to come into the picture. We need you to lure that devil here." Marco said "Pray he comes for you within 48 hours; if he doesn't, then we'll have to sell you to the Russians and look for another means to get that devil here." The guy sitting stood up and said.

I had just ended my phone call with my dad when a text message from my husband, Felix Cole, popped up. Felix: [Jasper won the gold prize in the art competition. I'm holding a celebration party for him tonight. Get everything ready.] Felix was the leader of the Reapers, a powerful local mafia. Every time he held a party, I would be so exhausted that I would feel like a zombie by the end of it.

In fact, I spend more energy containing my power than I do presenting it most days, depending on my audience. The idiot noble with green hair and cat-colored contact lenses, on the other hand, is making every attempt not to feel as ridiculous as he looks. “Now, now. That is not becoming of a servant or a pet,” he’s recovered from the blow and has refreshed interest, given McDougan’s position. Green’s fake yellow eyes fell on the others quickly before returning focus to the girl. His ‘flex’ made every one else previously hopeful for a turn with her step back, leaving it between the McDougan and VonTassel douche bags.

Adrian said confidently. “By the way, that's Alberto. He's the same guy who danced with me at my birthday”. Juliana wanted to see jealousy on Adrian's face. But Adrian didn't pay attention and said, “Oh hy, so you are a model. I am Adrian… Adrian Butler”. “Hy… I am Alberto… Alberto Mathews. And you are her fiance?” Alberto replied. “Yeah, I am.. but professionally I am a businessman”. Adrian answered. Juliana gave a look to Adrian. He didn't like to be known as Juliana's fiance. She also noticed that Alberto said that deliberately to get that answer from Adrian or maybe to hurt Adrian's ego.

"H-Hello..." Madelyn lifted her gaze and saw a relevantly big-sized guy standing in her way. His hair looked greasy, and Madelyn wondered if it was just the water, or if he had not been washing his hair for days. The guy was about six feet and a little chubby. "Can I help you?" Madelyn asked. The guy snickered while staring at Madelyn with a silly smile. "Heh heh... You're gorgeous! Can you be my girlfriend?" "Hahaha..."