Larry X Mr Small Novels & Stories

Helping Mr. Gang Leader . Chapter 56: home is Dante . Gianna froze. Mariposa? “Including one little jerk with a very bad attitude who keeps accusing me of deliberately withholding information about you from them.” Rio. That had to be Rio. Gianna would have bet all the money in the world on that.

Who the hell am I? Talia (online) — A married woman, no children. I play for just over a month every day, usually in the morning. But lately... I’m playing at night. RLC has become my big distraction to my loneliness... Now enough about me, who is Mr. X? Mr. X is typing... Mr. X is typing... Mr. X is typing... Mr. X seems to be typing infinitely, or it was just my anxiety to know more about him...

My heart skipped, but I didn’t move. Another knock. Firmer. “Open the door.” I looked at the sleeping pup. At her tiny chest rising and falling. At her fragile body resting in a place Zara would never expect to find her. I walked to the door slowly and cracked it open. Larry stood there, arms folded, eyes hard, expression unreadable. He looked at me… …then past me… …and his gaze landed on the bed. “What is that?” he demanded. “A pup.” “I can see that.”

"Have you ever done anything properly Larry?Go kill them!We are commiting a crime here." "Yy..yes sir." Larry took a few steps towards the figure but before he could get to it,Shamma opened her eyes,a flickering light piercing through Larry's gaze.Her eyes shone bright such that Larry diverted his gaze.He tried to move but he couldn't. It felt like a dream.Luyota had a whole lot of mysteries and he seemed to have butted heads with one of them. "I dont want to hurt anyone.Where is Xavier?" a small voice said scaring Larry.He tried to look at her once again but he couldnt,a little girl with long silver hair,glowing eyes and glowing hands in the middle of a bush at night, what could be more sca

Darren: I walked out of the building and went into the deeper part of the market, my ears picking up the sounds of human heartbeats. Stopping by the usual stall, I saw Robert, the owner of the place, he was inside conversing with a young lady "A box of red pills" I said and Robert stood up immediately after he heard my voice.

Lauren stretched out on the couch, her eyes glued to a cheesy Christmas rom-com she had begrudgingly turned on for background noise. Sophie was playing quietly with her dolls on the floor. For once, peace had settled in their little corner of the house. Lauren dared to let out a contented sigh. "You're really just gonna sit there and watch this?" a familiar voice broke the tranquility. Larry leaned casually against the doorway, arms crossed, his stupidly perfect smirk making an appearance. He looked like he just stepped out of an advert, sweatpants slung low, hoodie slightly unzipped to reveal a fitted black shirt beneath.