Larry 1d Novels & Stories

“Good. Ever played Deadlights IV?” Her eyes lit up immediately. “Wait, the zombie one? With the flamethrower glitches?” Larry grinned like a proud uncle. “The very same.” “No way! That game’s banned in three countries.” “Which makes it better,” Larry said, already leading her down the hall. They were laughing before they even reached the console. Within minutes, the two of them were yelling at the screen, cheering when they blew apart a horde and groaning when Abi accidentally torched herself with her own Molotov.

I ask. Me and Liam are total opposites. Mainly because he looks like someone from the Arctic race, blonde haired, blue eyes and pale skin, whereas I'm warm, brunet, with brown eyes. If I am to be honest I should be the one calling him Icy, not the other way around.

Larry twitched his eyebrows into a frown and his eyes darkened. “Sure.” Stanley dared not refuse and retrieved the aforementioned almost instantaneously. A hint of brilliance flashed across Larry’s eyes when he discovered the few symbols and his eyes widened gradually. These symbols…

I would say it seems that he is excited for the things to come, which is just insane to me. “Do you have everything you need?” Carlos asks as he gets on the horse. “The cameras, your weapons?” “I do,” Larry says, straightening his jacket to show his stash hidden under. “I do want to suggest… perhaps it would be better if we keep a constant mind-link communication with each other. I can communicate to you, Alpha Diamond, through Alice. Would that be alright?” I’m surprised that he picked up on that fact, but I don’t question it. ‘Of course!’

Larry nodded, "His name is Lawrie. He's as cute as I am, but he can't run as fast as I can because he's sick. He also needs to take medicine and get shots. It's so sad, I don't ever want to be sick anymore." "Larry, if you don't want to get sick, you need to take care of yourself and not be picky with food, do you understand?" Karen was not aware of what illness Lawrie had. She did not give much thought to the matter as she assumed that his ailment was not something critical, such as a cold or a stomachache. Larry answered obediently, "Yes, I know."

"You guessed right. My name is Commander Larry. I am in charge of this sector of the Evolution." She looked over her friends and was relieved to find them unharmed. "What do you want?" She asked the commander. Larry scoffed. "You know very well what I want, Lady Moonshine." Diana tilted her head, giving him a scrutinizing stare. "You are human so I assume you are working for the doctor." He shook his head. "I work with the doctor, not for him." Diana chuckled. "Do not delude yourself, Commander, nobody works with Gary Young. Whether you know it or not, he is the only that calls the shots.

The door opened, and Larry got out of the car. He caught sight of Sarah immediately, even from right across the street. Meanwhile, Sarah also happened to look up just then, meeting his gaze at the same time. Larry Grayback.

The silence lurked like a third person, and tension crept through the cracks of the walls. "What happened?" the words flew passed my lips. "Somebody may not live to see tomorrow's sunrise. That's if they are still alive." Jordan deadpanned, and ice unfurled in the pit of my stomach. Something was wrong, totally wrong. And yes, somebody was not going to see the rise of the sun. We all piled into the office, to find Dada standing against the window. We silently sat down and he heaved out a very disturbed sigh. "Larry has been swindling the money and cooking up books." he dropped the bombshell and hazel eyes raked hot fingers on my skin.

"She knows my ties to my father. Being under their nose is our only safe bet." Larry nods his head robtotically, clearly still immersed in his thoughts. His hand lifting to scratch his chin. "I don't like the fact that we will be stuck here. Honestly i'm bumbed, I had started to get used to the fact of leaving." He heaves. "Nothing to be done now I guess." Larry paces around once more before convincing himself. "Everything is ready. So here's the plan." He offers. ***

Loving on a borrowed time Larry was fixing his gaze on his desktop trying to decipher the numerical figures that were displayed on the spreadsheet in his ledger . He was looking nervous as he was struggling to balance the numbers that seemed to be confusing him every time he tried to look at them. He was having a meeting in a thirty minute's time. "Oh damn", he said as he was re-working on a same column that seemed to be giving him a hard time.