Hustler Letters Novels & Stories

He paused "have a look this file first" "Coal mining scam" The title of file was enough for him to dripping from sweat. "M..My..Ki.ng" He Stammered. "I think so you don't need to open this file, You have already know what I am talking about" A dark chuckled roar in study. "I want you sign this file" He gave him green file.

He leaned down on his chair and crossed his arms on his chest as he stared at the document in front of him boldly written *A letter of appeal* Reaching out his right arm to the document, he flung it open revealing a single paper which was written: Good day Mr Humphrey, I know this sounds funny but I would love to ask you to please accept my request of making an interview with you. Please don't say no for this is the tenth time I've written such a letter. I really hope you get to read this and accept my proposal. I will be forever grateful if you do. Thanks in advance Mr Humphrey.`` The letter ended up with a quirky emoji Which suddenly caused a rage in Stiles as he threw the document across

Elena pov "You must be mistaken." I assure Velvet as I read through the letter she had just given to me. Everyone knows who Greg Dalton is, a multi millionaire with enough achievements to feed my generation so it can't be possible that he had chosen me to escort him to his family dinner, me of all people. Velvet spins in the chair that she is in and sighs, "I'm glad I'm not. I don't know why, but he wants you." Velvet runs the group I work with. We are not prostitutes but we get paid to satisfy men, or women, depending on who is involved.

“What’s the letter for?” “Well, we’ll never know unless you open it.” I hate this guy! I took the envelope and roughly tore its edges away, this time, I hoped to tear the actual letter. I didn’t. I unfolded the letter and my gaze hesitated at the title, “Letter of Stalwart Promotion.” It didn’t sink yet so I read it again. LETTER OF STALWART PROMOTION. “Finally!” I muttered, causing Daniel to flood me with questions while I continued reading the content of the Letter— this time, I read every paragraph.

She handed me a letter and my eyes scrolled through to read: Hi Love, My real name is Sahil Fahim, I wanted it so badly and couldn't control myself. Sorry for the heartbreak. Well, You're the 53rd girl I slept with to share this virus... I mean HIV /AIDs. Not so bad you know, there's a treatment. As it is, I always get what I want. Don't bother looking for me as I've moved to somewhere you'll never know. Your True Love, Sahil. I looked stunned at the letter.

He remained shocked when he saw that inside the box there were four letters and teh hair Kiara had cut . ' What is this ?!!!! Kiara's hair ?!.....What does she mean by doing this ?!.... ' thought Justin with a worried expression . He looked at the letters and saw that the letters all had a name on their back . One was for James , one was for madam Karla , one was for Justin and one was for mr Petter . Justin took the letter that had his name on and opened to read it . ' Dear Justin !

He said to himself. “Do you want to know what I have for you?” He asked her sleepy form, knowing she was not conscious to answer him. “I have these letters for you that I have written within your absence. These aren't not all of them. Just a few. Perhaps from two eighty-seven to be exact, these are just five of them, my most…honest writings I have ever carved out,” He told her sincerely but with slight hesitation. He fumbled through the envelopes while remembering those nights when he wrote them. Oh, those awful times.

A computer generated letter could be traced but typewriters left nothing but imprints. Penny read the letters again. They were haikus and their meanings were clear. The first letter read: Should judgement fall. The thief no place can run. But here salvation comes. The second one was a continuation of the first and it was here she saw what the writer of both letters wanted. Should salvation come. The price though fair or steep. Would you be wont to pay? “There was an enclosed letter telling me to write my response and send it to a mailbox which was obviously registered in a fake name, I checked. If I want salvation I only have to send that letter of affirmation.”

He rushed to the box and squatted down, picking up all the letters one after the other, when he came across the one with Melody’s name on it. His breath seized as he let go of the other ones he had been picking and started tearing open the letter at a fast pace. He unfolded the letter and started reading it. It read "Dear brother, I know I have been a pain in the butt lately, and because of it, you couldn’t handle me. I became a slut overnight because I wanted to make a lot of money, I was tired of asking you for everything, and I wanted to make something for myself. I wanted to be able to buy whatever I wanted whenever I wanted without having to rely on you to do so. That’s one of the reaso

She defended the words that came from the stranger. Mimie had expected this from her parents knowing they trusted their daughter so well sent them a picture. The list contained the names of students who graduated the year she claimed she did. Mrs Dowell, who was now cold as though she had ice thrown on her,quietly retired to her seat and scrolled through the list as she looked at every name on the list She wanted to believe the stranger was wrong but the list she got had more. She knew the stranger wasn’t messing around as she had a proof of evidence to back up her words.