Malcolm Bright Novels & Stories

Landon declares. It makes so much sense, it hurts. Maybe I shouldn't have told Landon everything... Malik coughs. "As the Alpha-" "Here we go," Landon muttered. "Of Love, I must say that that, is the stupidest thing I've heard." "You're the stupidest thing," Landon mumbles under his breath. Malik sits up on his seat, twisting so he could look over at Landon. "Say that to my face, I dare you-"

Hence, the look in Zayn’s eyes became even colder. Ha-ha-ha, this is so funny. A lowlife like you actually has the b*lls to ask me to apologize to you? You must be still in your dreams! Enough, I can’t be bothered to waste any more time with you. I’m going to count to three and if you don’t p*ss off by then, I’m going to rough you up,” said Malcolm Owen with a sinister smile on his face. ‘I’ve recently learned karate and have grown a lot stronger, not even a few brutes together would be a match for me. So, I’m absolutely confident that I’ll be able to teach these country bumpkins a lesson easily.

He chuckled a little before hugging me tightly. "I knew you would cry. That’s why I was scared to tell you everything about my life. But hey, I have you now, right?" he said. I pulled back from the hug and just nodded, letting him know he had me. I would always be with him. "Who is Malcolm?" I asked after he told me all about his life. My voice broke because I couldn’t stop crying. The things he had been through, the things that made him this way, were heartbreaking. They could drive a man insane. The fact that he could still tell right from wrong made me believe Nikon was above everyone.

Michael unlike Carter he's divorced and has sworn off woman after his Ex wife took half of everything he ever worked for. "She's a child man " John says like me he's happily married but unlike me I don't see the girl next door as a child. "We here for porker not for ogling teenagers " Carter says winking at me I kick him under the table ,he swears under his breath asshole.

Drake, beside me, as we approached the centre. Malcolm stood there waiting, his eyes full of excitement as he looked at the wolves behind me. Bloodshed always excited him. Something about the more bloodshed, the more deals he could make with the dark spirits. He was constantly on the cusp of complete insanity. I understood why people steered clear of him, but he had a good heart, and perhaps that's why he was never fully consumed by the darkness. Melody stood beside him, her men standing by her side. Only ten men stood with her, but after training with them, they proved that even in small numbers, they were powerful. "What a beautiful turnout. I hope you return home victorious," Malcolm said

Dressed in a sharp dark coat, his eyes glinted with cruel amusement. “Well, well, look who fell right into my hands,” he said, clapping slowly. “Vivian, the fearless leader. Jasper, always hot-headed. Julian, the cynic. And Tasha, still trying to prove she’s not useless.” He smirked. “Quite the reunion.” Jasper surged forward, only for the rope to yank him back down. “Where’s Liam, you son of a–” Malcolm crouched in front of him, tilting his head mockingly. “Liam’s… safe, for now. But how long he stays that way depends on you.”

Malcolm’s voice fills the silence between me and my brothers, and from the way they look, I know that they also found his voice extremely grating… just like I do. “And I mean everything,” Malcolm continues. “The company, the assets, the freedom. I’ve already started looking into her properly, and even with the marriage being open now, all I need is one solid video—something clean and damning—and I can wreck her completely. After that…” He pauses, almost thoughtful. “I’ll need some reliable people. A gang, maybe. Someone who can finish the job and make sure she stays gone.” He finishes, and the video ends right there. My brothers all stay rooted to the spot as they stare at the place my phone

Fati felt so happy that they had mark their territory, she called her husband on a video call and she places the phone to face the drugs and Malcom laughs out. " Good job, give those guys bonuses for a good job" he says. " Alright" she says. Malcom boys return to him injured. Malcom in his office expecting them to come back with some money. One of them stood in front of him in his office. " Bo....boss" he called him stammering while Malcom knew something terrible had happened that is why his boy was stammering. He stare at him with his palm on his chin expecting the man standing before home talk.

The passcode to the exclusive wing is ‘I’m blind’ and I’ll send somebody to drop off a card that you’ll need along with that to get in. And then the call ended. She had tried calling back, but it went straight to voicemail. Just as promised, she received a card from a delivery guy. She wasn’t sure why the person called for her specifically. She was a failure as a reporter and Julian...Julian Maverick was a businessman, the most successful of them all. His company established a worldwide presence and consistently topped the charts. The man was a billionaire; he walked on Gucci and spat out Balenciaga. His only flaw was the rumours that he’s an undercover thug.

Six years ago, Venice nearly died saving Soren Malcolm from a fire. She lost half her face, her promising career, and the future she had dreamed of. Soren repaid her by making her Mrs. Malcolm. But in six years of marriage, he has never touched her. Never introduced her as his wife or taken her out in public because her scars embarrass him. Never looked at her the way he still looks at Elizabeth, the woman he has never stopped loving. On their sixth wedding anniversary, Elizabeth returns and Venice finally sees the truth. He would never truly love her. Then an opportunity arrives to reclaim the career she abandoned years ago, and Venice makes a decision. Thirty days. Thirty