Hank Marlow Novels & Stories

His favorite pastime was to toy with female celebrities, making him utterly unreliable. "Now that he's back, let him stay in the mansion," said Hank with a somber expression, waving his hand lightly. "Tell Yorgos to come see me." At the study entrance, the gray-robed butler hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Yorgos...has died." What?! Hank's face changed slightly, and he violently crushed the emerald ring on his finger. "Did Marcus cause trouble again? Tell him to come to me now!" In less than half a minute…

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

“It's a long story, a very long one at that and you are a part of this story too.” “I don't understand. Okay, let's start from the beginning, who is Mr. Hank.” Dr Zita lets out a deep breath “He is a well-known industrialist, his business spreads across the world and also he is a good human.” Stephanie shrugged at her words. “You know it's strange, a man called me this afternoon, claimed he was a lawyer for Mr Hanks and it was a matter of urgency that I make time to see him” “Really. I am not aware of this, what did you tell him?” Dr? Zita enquired.

“Christopher Hudson. Funny seeing you here.” All he could do was shrug. Arn knew Christopher as part of the New York elite - a man worth billions who ran a business worth billions. Men like him weren’t supposed to be eating in a place like this. “I come here from time to time. Hank is the best cook in the city.” “That’s for damn sure,” Arn agreed. “I appreciate the compliment,” Hank said humbly. Arn sat down next to Christopher. “I got a big appetite today, Hank. The wife left yesterday to see her mother in Jersey. Don’t know when she’ll be back.”

Hank grinned, laughing hideously, his other members joined him swords drawn Jared closed his eyes, opening them to show rigid blood pitched eyes, Hank took two steps back, he pulled out his switchblade, ready to fight” For the last time, remember this when you get to hell, Hank, the name is not commander Mike, it is commander Jared stone to you” Hank’s eyes growled in horror, the other two tried to run when they heard his name, Jared knifed them down in slow seconds, they were dead before they saw him move

Mother I don't want to be late for school , Goodbye " I take an apple walking out she hates it when I call her Mother in front of company. Walking Next door Mrs Parker is just pulling in from her shift she's a Doctor while her husband is an accountant they your perfect middle class family I just want her husband for a night "Good Morning Mrs Parker " Morning Amanda how many time do I have to tell you, to call me Kate " she smiles at me I should feel guilty I really should.

Not after his last mistake. "You guys still keep pets, maybe I could show a little bit of demonstration of how it felt." He winked, " it always is better to take directly from a fresh live human." 🕳🕳🕳🕳🕳 Ever wonder why Marcellus was at rehab in the first place? I wonder too.:-)

By then, Jonathan was most of the way across the room, Meg and Charlie just behind him. “Gentlemen, may I introduce Mary Margaret Westmoreland,” he said, gesturing in her direction. “How do you do?” Meg asked, giving a nod in their general direction. Jonathan continued with the introductions. “This is Tom Halsey, Charlie’s primary attorney, and these are his assistants.” Tom Halsey was a rather large man with gray hair and a protruding belly. Meg nodded directly at him. “This is David Whicksmith, Clyde Overton, and Stanley Brubaker.” Each of the men made quiet niceties as Meg looked from one to the next. Mr. Whicksmith was rather short with red hair and a kind smile, which made her instantly

Harry and the others shouted with joy while pointing at Kaze. Hank was a wreck. He lifted his head and saw Kaze standing in the office. “Ah!” he exclaimed and fell on his bottom. “What’s the matter, Hank? Did the preliminaries wipe you out?” Hank got up to his feet. “Did you see the God of War?” an individual asked. “I saw him.” Hank stared at Kaze and forced an ugly smile. “Oh. Did he find you outstanding?” “Hurry up and bail us out, but the bastard from the disciplinary commission needs to apologize to us first,” the group uttered.

his underling said. "Sean Lakeworth?" Hank was shocked. He instantly thought of some horrifying memories. Ten years ago, he was a mercenary leader in the Medest battlefield. With his outstanding skills and the mercenary organization he founded, he was unbeatable in the entire Medest battlefield. Just when he thought he was invincible and was about to crown himself king, he provoked the Big Boss whom he couldn't afford to offend. Accompanying the Big Boss was a follower in a black cloak.