Just Some Guy With A Mustache Novels & Stories

I whispered through my teeth, squeezing his hand in my fist. "Chill babe, I've got this" he shushed me. We approached the counter, my eyes glared at the mid-aged bald man, accessing him. He was fair in complexion, approximately six feet tall with big belly protruding on the counter. He wore a grey moustache, matching his grey scanty hair at both sides of his head. He quickly picked up his black baseball cap on the counter and fixed it on his head, flaunting the little hair he had, out of the cap.

Then she walks past me with tears in her eyes. The man is absolutely disgusting, and I know that no woman in her right mind would have sex with him, he has greasy hair pulled to the side covering his bald patch on the top of his head, his mustache has seen better days, and his enormous stomach flaps over his pants leaving a small gap between the buttons showing his skin.

Melissa must remind him of the past. "I'm a wee short on supplies, but I'm no monster." He stepped aside, inviting them in. This man seemed to be in his early 30s. He had a short, stubble beard that was well-kept and large muscles were visible through his white t-shirt. His face was slightly wrinkled yet he still managed to look young. He was tall, yet relaxed as he gazed at them with curiosity.

I'm wearing a mask so he can't see my whole face. "Remove that face mask. Did my people forget to tell you to remove it before entering my house?" The coldness on his voice is chilling me. A man on his personality, indeed. Jevro Gusto is a Malemyn with cold personality. He's also unapproachable and hates clingy person. That... I read that on the news.

No family member should be involved forcing things out of them. “Appi–” Maria groaned, ready to deny her even when there was a zoo of butterflies fluttering inside her stomach but she did not get a chance, as Mustafa approached them. Wearing a grey coloured three piece, he was looking so good, just like a greek god. With a white shirt tucked underneath, beard trimmed and hair gelled to perfection, he was looking the definition of a powerful man, who had hold over every single person present. Maria gulped as her eyes landed over his eyes, set over hers, eying her like a hawk, arms bulging out with the minutest of movement. His veiny hand had a matte black rado watch which was adding to his ca

A voice interrupts my thoughts, and I tilt my head slightly to see a guy I don't recognize standing in front of me, wearing an Iverton jacket. I raise an eyebrow, brushing a hand through my unkempt hair to get a better look at him. His shiny brown hair is styled in a way that screams 'trying too hard', his ugly brown eyes fixed on me expectantly. He's about the same height as me, but slightly less muscular, and there's a fresh scar on his left cheek that looks like it was made by a wild animal. Did this guy get into a fight with a pack of rabid raccoons or something?

I said to him as I walked out. I decided to come back later if I went to a pizza shop and I wasn't lucky to be given my desired job. I didn't tell Mennessa that I was going job hunting today. Possibly she might think I will be at home resting all day or go out to have some time to myself but not job hunting. "Dude, that's a nice mustache you've got there," a random guy said smiling and looking at me awkwardly I appreciate the compliment but I felt like he was not actually sincere, it sounded like a tease. Yeah. That was the disguise I opted for, it was much easier and more comfortable walking around in a mustache compared to looking like a freak on a face cap with a face mask on.

Men fall over themselves for her as much as they do to Stace. Justin plays a little diddy on the piano and synthesiser; he looks like a rough biker, long unkempt hair tied up into a top knot and a long shaggy beard; he is all muscle and tatts and loves to show them off. I don’t think Justin owns a t-shirt or even a shirt, for that matter. If he could play nude, he would. He does during rehearsal, and I’m not complaining.

Gregory felt like any moment; he would piss himself. "I will give your message. But I can't guarantee you will receive a good response." The man threatened him. "So, If I were you, come up with the payment." As soon as the goons left, Gregory collapsed on his knees. He doesn't know where he could find the money for them. No one would lend him money anymore. Because of his scandalous photo, many more of their friends and associates knew that about their situation. He needs to think about the fasted way.

Glimpses of the side characters of His mania ----------------- Hey everyone, hope you remember Trevor our dear third in command of our dominant hero AIDEN, so let's see what he thinks about the situation. TREVOR POV… I am Trevor, with no surname, I don't even know who is my sperm donner and my infant body carrier. I was a dirt for them, who left me on the street. But today I am not a nobody I am Trevor, who has everything a man could ever desire, women who throw themselves on me, money, cars, everything, still I feel incomplete.