Josh Futturman Novels & Stories

"Fut! Fufut!" Mr. Ruslan shouted. Fufut immediately ran to Mr. Ruslan who was in his room. "Yes sir, can I help you?" Asked Fufut. "Please collect the cell phone numbers of employees who have been fired by Jhonatan," asked Mr. Ruslan. "Yes sir, I will collect the data immediately," replied Fufut then turned around to leave the room, but his steps stopped when he heard Mr. Ruslan calling.

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Instinctively, I stepped on the brake—but it was useless. I had a car accident. Anthony rushed to the hospital soon after. Seeing me covered in blood sobered him up quite a bit. "Where’s Calum? Get Calum here!" Calum was our university classmate and now a well-known surgeon at this hospital. I was wheeled into the operating room. Although I couldn’t open my eyes, I was still vaguely conscious. I really wanted to comfort Anthony, to tell him not to worry, that I was okay. My fingers moved slightly, but Anthony didn’t notice.

Nathan's voice was light, his smile thinly veiled, hand extended in greeting. Jethro's eyes seared into the hand resting on my shoulder, his glare scorching. Brushing off Nathan's gesture, Jethro said icily, "Who are you? Why are you here?" Seeing Jethro's hostile demeanor toward Nathan, I felt my mood lift slightly. "Nathan Redfield, General Manager of Nexus. Mr. Jethro, we are bound to cooperate in the future." Despite Jethro’s frigid attitude, Nathan's demeanor remained cordial.

"Are you alright, Dezzy? Norman mentioned that Liv went missing. Why did you keep something like that from me? "I'm still overseas. Flights are put on hold because of the weather. Wait for me. I'll find a way to get back!" I shook my head in despair. Not only would traveling require time and energy, but Sarah would also have no choice but to worry alongside us when she returned. After ending the call, I tried calling the future me from three years later. Alas, I still could not get through. Slightly perplexed, Norman asked, "Whose number is this? Is it the wrong number, Dezzy?"

Jack said and I hung up the call. The next day he sent me an address for the link-up. "Plot 2A Federal housing authority, Lugbe." I followed the address promptly, it was a garden. Jack is famous for hotels and cool spots. He's definitely a homeless man. I got to the address at the exact time he mentioned. I checked out everyone there, but no one resembled Jack, so I phoned his number. "Hello, I will be with you shortly," he said without waiting for what I had to say and he hung up. I waited for another 20 minutes at Aldem garden before Jack joined me, he came with his range rover car.

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

Raptor again bowed to the Lord and grabbed the young whelp by the scruff of his collar and said, "Come along, Whelp. You will get to meet the future queen tomorrow morning. You best remember what I said. I'm not above following through with the threat." Lord Issac mirthfully watched the young man swallow deeply and loudly, then nod his head. Coming back to the dining room and taking his seat. Issac began to eat his dinner. "Father, who was that at the door." Mira asked. "Your designer for your home. I dismissed him and told him to be here for breakfast. A studious, if somewhat exuberant young man. He is very eager to meet you and to discuss your likes, dislikes, wants and don't wants with yo

Alex POV Charlotte started training today, she isn’t as bad as she tried to tell me she was. She definitely lacks confidence in herself. Her right hook is something that can be feared. She knocked one of the men out with one hit. Her balance is great, speed could use some improvement and skill level isn’t half bad for someone who’s never trained before. But what she told me about her past would make sense. She needed to know how to protect herself so I guess a little fighting skills are better than none. Soon she will be great. I promised her that. Her determination to be able to stand with us in battle when needed is strong and adorable if you ask me. She’s been in her room since training e

********** RILEY********** I woke up again in the tiny bit of space called a prison, I always dream that one day a prince charming will come and sweep me off my feet but again that only happens in movies. “Riley, is he not coming today?” Josh asked. He was a nine year old kid whose mother died not quite long but was surprisingly taking it good. He is right. He ought to be here by now, telling us what our punishments will be and dishing them out.