Hustler Novels & Stories

he stammers through his fear. “Where?” Stace replies. “He calls himself Wesley Snipes.” I roll my eyes. “Now I have heard it all,” I mutter under my breath. Stace slams his head again into the table. “Where?” “You’ll find him in the high rollers room at the casino. You can’t miss him. He has bright red hair and dresses like Usher.”

I replied in a bit of shock. “May they rest in peace," he stood up his feet again. “Eric, what are you? What have you become?" “A hustler, old friend," he replied casually. “You came from wealth, you’d never get it." “Hustling doesn't turn anyone into a monster!” "They ain't me,” he sat at the other corner of the bus opposite me with the same proud smile still lingering across his cheeks. “Let's catch up old times before I give you away, who knows we might never see each other again,” he paused inbetween sentences, “Who knows what they'd do to you?"

Salt Lake City, Utah The Highway Hellions MC Clubhouse Hal ‘Crusher’ Alcott threw the tiny skirt at the drunk blonde that he’d just brutally fucked. “Jesus fuck, bitch,” he snarled. “Can you move any fucking slower? I said, get out of here. You’ve been useful in the only way that counts with your skank cunt, and I want your ass out of this room now.”

He sat on the bed probably listening to the coller as he said. "Then who are you and what are you doing with my wife's phone"? He asked. "Are you Mr Amunsa, Mrs Dansanisa's husband? ". "Yes.... I am and who are you?" He asked. He clears his throat as he start explaining himself to Amunsa on the phone on the reason he called. "My name is Austin Balastino, a taxi river". "A taxi driver, ehhh and so what, how does that answer my question young man. What are you doing with my wife's phone, what's going on speak at once" Amunsa said.

Hearing the man’s words, Noah couldn’t help but laugh. “You guys run around in Khanh City, yet you have no idea who I am? Tell me, are you in the league with Black Tiger, Beowulf, Baldy, or Ice Pick Willie?” “Black Tiger? Beowulf? I don’t even know who the heck those people you’re talking about are!” The man waved the stick in his hand. “Remember my name, it’s Horseface. And this is my brother, Bootsie. Hurry up! Cut the b*llshit and pay up that three hundred thousand dollars!”

A goddamn porn star! “Jake?” A male voice greets us from inside the lobby and I’m introduced to Daniel Hunter. Another billionaire playboy from a wealthy family. The two men fist bump in such a laddish way and do that whole guy arm embrace thing, where they bump shoulders in a macho manner. I watch in complete disbelief that this man is my actual boss, acting like a street thug while his buddy is tugging along a leggy supermodel looking creature. Got over his porn star pretty quick.

"Tell that to grandma. It hurts that my wife and I are related to such a miscreant. The sight of him alone is abhorring. I mean, there are many able men out there, why do we have to have this stigma stuck with us? He's such a disgrace to a family as affluent as this. "Damien replies and I smile. I'm just realizing, people are right when they say men gossip too. " You think we don't know how much dirt his presence brings to our name!? He's so poor, he reeks of lack! One look at him, tells just how poor he is. Now, I'd advise you to stop stating the obvious and focus on your work. "Frank who's older than Damien scolds and I smirk.

I asked. "On Twitter." He answered and a lady walked up to us and looked at him. "Who's this bitch?" She asked him and he seemed embarrassed. I kept quiet waiting for him to reply. "Vanessa, what are you doing here?" He asked embarrassed. "No, you tell me what you're doing here with a prostitute." She insulted. "Prostitute?" I asked and chuckled. "Of course not, I am just a friend and his colleague." I added. "I didn't ask you." She insulted.

"Huh worth_less b_bitch." "SHUT UP YOU MOTHERFUCKER! HOW DARE YOU TO_" "Huh. l_look wh_who is t_tal_king." "He is my husband!" "T_the b_bastard son o_f a m_man wh_whore and a s_slut." "At least he is not a rapist who takes advantage of innocent girls!"

And yet he ran through the trap that easy. “Wrong. It was Sanya Brown. Dude, How can you forget that?! You had a four-year relationship!” Well, His answer is wrong but I also lied because Xihizo— is gay. His first love was actually George Mckenny. “That means chug!!” “Alright, alright take it easy okay? My question then— What makes you aroused?” “When someone doesn’t ask too many questions and will just go with it.” “Is that so? Then should I?”