John Creasy Real Novels & Stories

Cyrus rolled his eyes nodding his head. “By the way congratulations. Hopefully, your son wouldn’t have a habit of attaching to his boss like a leech in the future.” Creed glared at his back before making his way to the car. Creed at first didn’t quit his job as his training phase wasn’t as fucked up as the leader had to take. Creed was an orphan who was forced into this world by Cyrus’s father. Creed took the training with Cyrus. They both were close from their training days. Creed still remembers the time like it happened yesterday when Cyrus was trained like a dog.

"Oh, my god! Is that your car? You finally got one?" "Er– no. Not yet. Clair is just letting me borrow this one for today. No car for me yet." I pause and glance behind her. When I don’t see who I’m searching for within eye distance, I look back at Maddy. "Where’s Dex?" "Oh right. Sorry. Come in." Maddy laughs as she steps to the side, giving me room to walk inside. She shuts the door and motions to the stairs. "He’s in his room. I’m glad you’re here cause he has been in such a sour mood. Maybe you can make him feel better."

After they were all done eating the game began agai n. "Deejah how did you two met and was it a love at first sight?" Noor asked. Deejah smile and stared at him before speaking" the first time we met was when I bought a bottle of water from him."She rub her hand onto his" And it wasn't a love at first sight but a crush from the moment our eyes met. "And who started crushing?" Summaya asked. "I was the one" deejah confess. Yushraf could feel his heart skipping after hearing that. The glint in his wife eyes, has she confessed, the happiness in them all contribute to making him the most happiest man on earth. Didi surely has a lot to explain when they get home.

I said now also feeling frantic because of his question, “Mel, I can’t be on this line long. I need you to pack some stuff, get ready to leave I’ll phone you an a bit, oh and don’t forget the information on the creations, we need everything you’ve got Mel, do you hear me?” gulping I nodded, not that he could see it so I quickly whispered, “Okay,” and in the next breath the line was dead.

He said. Confused, Chloe turned to him with questions in her eyes. "Huh, what friend?” she asked. “Sander, Zach’s brother.” He said. “What? Why?” she asked and Cameron lifted his shoulder in a shrug and then he walked back to his room. Chloe frowned, but she couldn't afford to wait around to think, so she soon bolted out the door and walked in the direction of the school. Her head was still banging, so to avoid hearing anything noisy, she removed her earphones from her bag and plugged it in.

Furthermore, I implore you, if you struggle with any body dysmorphic or eating disorder and feel literature could be triggering or damaging, please read with caution. Secondly, Creature is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Certain long-standing institutions (like the Royal Opera House and Bolshoi Ballet) are mentioned, but the characters involved are completely imaginary. . ｡༶・° T E R M I N O L O G Y °・༶ ｡.

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

"Hiya!" I called cheerfully before waving at the open Mac before me. "Fayyyyyyyyyy!!!" Amara dragged as she waved back at me with her two hands, her cheeks drawing high against her cheekbones to reveal her stunning smile. "Oh my gosh, I've missed you so much, girl!" Exclaimed Amara as she pulled the net off her head, her long braids tumbling down her shoulders and waist, the colour of the braids mixed sexily, the tip of the braids, a bright pink colour, while the rest, a colour black.

If Joseph made his move, having me down here would just make my rescue more difficult. So I would have to do something I strongly didn’t want to do. I would have to obey Crewe. Crewe brought me breakfast the following morning instead of sending his butler, Finley. Dressed in a midnight black suit, his broad shoulders looked utterly masculine. Without being able to see his skin, it was obvious he was packed with lean muscle. He had dark brown hair that nearly looked black, a five o’clock shadow on his chin even though he probably just shaved a few hours ago, and he had an arrogant smile on those full lips. He slid the tray of food under the bars then stood to his full height, something over s