I Brought You Mur Der Original Novels & Stories

Plaque... Plaque. Braagh... bruuugh. The punches and kicks on Morgu's body came continuously until the man fell helpless on the ground. "I've paid all the money you've ever given me, Ronald, so what more do you want from me?" Morgu lamented with a battered face. His body was also half disabled due to being beaten up badly by hired thugs. Ronald stood proudly next to his car. After receiving the money Morgu gave him, instead of giving forgiveness, he was not satisfied with the amount of money already in his hands.

I whack him upside his head and he starts laughing as if knowing I already know what his secret is. "See what you did." I glare accusingly at Raymond. "His mind is dirtier than it was before." "I didn't do anything." He raises his hands in surrender. "Just ignore me. I'm not here." "Tch. Boys." I mutter under my breath as I remove the headphones from around Leon's neck then put it on. "I need absolute silence now." "Yes ma'am." They reply. I go to my music player, choose the song I want after connecting the headphones to my phone and play the music. I let out a sigh as Whitney Houston's I wanna dance with somebody fills my ears.

My CEO husband, Martin Gentry, finds out I volunteered to donate some of my brainstem tissue to wake Evelyn Stout, the woman he's never gotten over. He finally leaves the monastery where he's spent the past seven years praying for her. For the first time, he comes to see me at the office and asks what I want in return. Everyone assumes I'll use the opportunity to ask him for a baby and secure my place as his wife. Instead, I hand him divorce papers. Everyone thinks I'm just playing hard to get. Martin's expression turns cold. He removes me from every position I hold at the company. Then he promotes Evelyn, gives her a raise, and tells me to think long and hard about what I've done. What

Maria questioned, "But then who were you talking to? I'm the only one here." Amy replied, "I was just singing a song titled 'Come out now,' it's the new song that's trending in Milan." Maria said, "Oh, really? Well, you weren't really a big singer. I'm impressed. Look at you, being all different and exciting." Amy smiled, "Yeah, yeah, I'll tell you all about it when you finish taking your bath." Maria agreed and went back into the bathroom, while Amy heaved a sigh of relief and closed the door. She waited for a while, not knowing how to give Bastian a signal, but fortunately for her, he opened the cupboard and came out.

The cold metal was a stark reminder of how quickly my life could end, how little my existence meant to the man holding my fate in his hands. --- "Please, I will do everything as long as you don't kill me, imprison me, or return me to that old man. I'll accept any job," I said, almost kissing the floor in my desperation. The woman was terrified beyond measure. "I'll accept any condition. I'll pay you back too," I continued, my voice breaking with the weight of my fear and desperation. "Good, because I have work for you, and if you say no, I have no choice but to kill you instantly. I lost a billion-dollar deal, and we almost got caught because of you," the man said, causing me to stiffen in m

UNKNOWN My eyes pried open to an image I could quite fathom, the aching thuds that lumbered through my head made my eyes spin. Where was I? Most importantly, how long was I out? The clanging sound I heard next drew my attention to a young man that stood backed up against the corner of the wall with trembly hands and eyes widened with horror. It was an impeccable fact that he was one of us but his scent still had faint whiffs of mundanity woven in them — he was a new bred.

I muttered, that little minx. “Are you alright Mr.Miller?” One of the guys asked me with a concerned look on his face. “Yes, just a mild headache. I’m so sorry, Carry on.” I held her hands below my desk, stopping her. “We have made our decision, Mr.Miller. We would be really glad to invest in your company.” At that exact moment, She took my cock in her mouth. “Woah...Yes!!” I shouted breathlessly. They both looked at me and smiled, thinking I was excited to finish the deal. I straightened myself immediately.

There was a sense of panic laced in the voice of the caller, making Murphy nervous. “Drei? What’s wrong?” “MURPH! CAN YOU COME HERE AT THE APARTMENT? AS IN RIGHT NOW? PLEASE!” “Woah, calm down. Tell me what happened?” “I’ll tell you here when you arrive. Please come”, Murphy, already alarmed by the state of Andrei’s voice, instantly started the engine and drove to her apartment. *** “The fuck?” Murphy can no longer mask her utter exasperation when she arrives at Andrei's apartment.

The vile hag staggered backward from the stench, covering her nose and gagging, "Ew! You little shit!" The six ungrateful brats quickly crowded around her. "There she goes with that same trick again! We're going to deal with you today, you little shit!" They advanced toward me, each wearing a malicious smile. Inwardly, I screamed, "Mom, save me!" Just when everything seemed hopeless, the warehouse doors burst open from the outside. Bright sunlight poured in. Dozens of uniformed, armed officers rushed in, flanked by Pete and our bodyguards. "Freeze! Police!"

"You're a cripple now, so let's see how you're going to fight me now." Suddenly, his hand tilted, and the entire glass of scalding hot milk poured over my arm. A sharp, burning pain exploded through my nerves as I grunted in pain, and my crutch slipped from my grip. I lost balance and crashed heavily to the floor. A searing agony ripped through my leg, and cold sweat from pain soaked my back. But what broke me more was the music box that tumbled from my arms and clattered onto the floor with a crisp crack.