Im A Grumpy Old Man Novels & Stories

They seem so hopeless with what he knows and that itself makes me want to know more. "What do you mean?" This time, Cayden was the one who asked him. He's also slowly losing his patience with this old man. I just muttered a curse in my mind because of how pissed I am with him. Why can't he just tell it to us straight and stop those bullshits? He's not even helping at all. His granddaughter offered us help yet he's here, stopping us from doing anything to leave. Damn this old man! Does he think it's funny? Is he having fun playing with us now? This is a serious matter for fuck's sake! This ain't a game that he can play with when things got boring in his life. I can't believe this old man! I j

That feels good every time. The truth is, I'm not really mad at him, but it's fun to make fun of him. Of course, I need to get back at that freaking handsome guy! Having to go through your death all over and experiencing the pain the second time again, that's no easy feat. A loud thud suddenly came from the wall. "Can you please shut up?!" My grumpy neighbor, old Mr. Bakeman complained. I frowned while zipping my jacket. "Sorry!"

After a long silence, he said " What did that guy do? Did he hurt your ego or snatch some stupid deal? " " Oh come on. I'm not like this anymore. For your kind information, I ain't a guy in his early twenties with ego issues. Things have changed, and so do I. That bastard tried to mess up with my love so, he had to pay back because there is a high possibility that he can repeat It with some other innocent soul. Please bro help me. If my big brother (Grayson) was there with us then I won't have bothered you " I explained getting emotional at the end because fuck I miss him so much.

Moody Carrero on full show. “Which I do … Hair twisting and all. Grumpy!” I huff too and he looks at me for a moment, a brief flicker across his face as he gives up this pointless bickering. We’re both so touchy today it seems. No idea where all this came from. Possibly his delayed hangover if he even got one.

she says with a smile. “My granddaughter can’t even have the ceremony she deserves because of a bunch of ingrates,” mutters my grandpa angrily, my grandma holds his hand to calm him, and he does immediately, giving her a loving smile. “Don’t mind me, Cupcake, I’m just a grumpy old man,” he says to me. I shake my head and kiss his cheek. “You’re neither grumpy nor old, you just love me,” I tell him with a reassuring smile. “Darn right I do,” he says proudly beaming back at me.

“Don’t get used to it.” Max leaned closer, his eyes narrowing as he studied Adrian. “Why don’t you smile more? Are you one of those grumpy old men in disguise?” I burst out laughing, nearly dropping my cone. “He’s got you pegged, Adrian.” Adrian gave Max a deadpan look. “I’m not old.” “Grumpy, though,” Max said, nodding sagely. “Definitely grumpy,” I agreed, grinning at Adrian’s long-suffering sigh.

Me looking like I’d been caught between a punch and a kiss. And the captions? Don’t even get me started. “Chemistry you can’t fake.” “The comeback of the century?” “When hate looks a little too much like love.” Yeah. Try drinking coffee with that shoved in your face every two seconds. I tossed my phone across the couch and muttered to myself, “God, I need a new life.” But the universe? The universe has a sick sense of humor. Because just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, the intercom buzzed.

I mumbled nonchalantly and Grim quickly rose up off of me. "Shit, the old man wasn't bluffing," he said rather perturbed. I raised the corner of my lip and glared at him. He looked down and chuckled. "It's fine little momma, I'm sure we'll be great parental figures," he said cheerfully and I rolled my eyes.

"In fact, the emergence of such drugs into my territory is a minor matter. I only want to know who dares to invade my domain as if with my consent." His voice was calm yet menacing. There was no sign of emotion on his face. The elderly guy glanced at him, then chuckled stupidly as he gently lifted the cup of tea to his lips. "You can't simply disparage people, you know. Don't you think you're thinking highly of yourself, Mr. Grant? I mean, your father was such a great man, and I'm frightened you'll ruin his reputation."

I didn't know how to reply him, so I just chuckled and dust my pants even though there wasn't really any dust on it. "He's kinda grumpy" I said, cautiously choosing my words so as not to say something wrong. "Kinda?" I nodded but he shook his head. "He's super grumpy, but I believe having you around will change his mood" he said. Having me around? Humph, I hope I won't get to escape before I can ever change his mood, I don't know if I can cope with him. "Actually, he's not that bad, he's a good man but people tend to misunderstand him a lot"