Margo Kess Novels & Stories

We were explaining what role he was going to play in the Purple Dream campaign, when the phone started ringing again, and since I was sitting on the couch with Jonny, it was Eli who answered to hang up after five seconds. “Shrek requests your immediate presence in his office, Miss Martin.” She mumbled after hanging up. “Who?” Jonny looked confused. “Mark.” we answered in unison. She laughed in amusement, instead I started to feel completely nervous. I bolted to the office of Mark without regarding the mockery made by the idiots who stayed in my office, and once in front of the door, I wiped the sweat from my palms with my skirt and subtly touched, hearing his voice from inside telling to com

"All right, that's fine." It's almost lunchtime, and I'm starting to get hungry. The squad is going out to eat. Before we could get out of our seats, a familiar face walked in. She's dressed in a red mini-dress for the occasion. Like, really, really short. We took a look to see who it was, and guess who it was? Margo. We were all looking at her with wide eyes. She certainly knew how to make a grand entrance. "Margo, you are not permitted to enter." Carla shared her thoughts.

I finally murmured. “As serious as Joy is about SPF at night,” Margo replied. “And get this, it’s not a background role. Not ‘girl walking past café with flower in hair.’ This is a lead. The second female lead. She’s a street photographer, stubborn, sexy. I mean—hellooo? You.” I kept staring at the screen. Margo watched me with that barely-contained smile of hers. The kind she usually wore when she found a vintage jacket for 70% off.

Feeling the slight stubble on his chin. "You don't have to know who. It was me who insisted to come." Colfre heaved a sigh in defeat. Reaching for her hand and intertwining their fingers. Concluding that Morrigan had probably used her power to persuade the poor messenger they sent to the capital to send her gifts and inform her of the state of the borders. If Morrigan refused to say anything he will not get any answer from her thus he dismissed the thought. He lifted their intertwined hand, his thumb drawing circles at the back of her hand. Kissing the knuckles of her hand as she looks at him, adoration and dedication evident in her eyes. He gave her the equal intensity of her gaze. Colfre's

Couldn't disagree with that. "He was demoted eight times from Thalassa. I remember my Dad mentioning him many times, it was my favourite dinner time talk actually 'What has Nicolòs Jones done now?'. Your mother always stuck by him no matter what though. We knew her as Mara Megestanis, the sister of Milo Megestanis, Max's father." "Wait, wait, wait," I interrupted. "So surely that means I am related to Max," I then squinted my eyes in thought, "... He's my cousin!? How come you didn't think to tell me this?!"

I know that he will run at the back door just to run away from me, to save his life, but I will not allow that, because there’s a debt that he needs to pay, and the payment is his LIFE. I went back inside the house and went upstairs to my room. I took Kera out and told her that there will be a big game that will happen later, and she needs to watch because she will be my only audience aside from my mom and dad inside my heart necklace. She said “Yes” to it and I know she is also excited like me. I put her at the top of the cabinet, for her to watch clearly and I wrote “MORTEM” on a piece of paper with my blood and let her hold it. After a few hours of waiting. I heard Mang Berto’s pickup tru

Jesse turned the lights on then shrugged off his jacket to hang it up on the coat rack beside the door. K also handed her parka to Jesse, then turned away to walk towards his compact office desk beside the huge sliding glass window. Manila folders, billing envelopes and some documents were haphazardly stacked above the desk. And on the far edge against the wall, there was a cute bobblehead figure of Morrissey. K picked it up and looked at it, smiling. "I love this!" She turned to look at Jesse.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

asked Margo on the phone. Kairav pondered whether to accept or decline Margo's invitation because tonight Kairav had enough free time. The man thought that after tomorrow night he would no longer be able to go out just for fun because this ordinary project would keep him busy for the next few weeks. Not long after, Kairav answered Margo's question. "Oh, that's a good idea, Margo. I happen to have a big project for the next few weeks, so I guess tonight is the only time I can spare for you."

I made to speak when a grating familiar voice interrupted us. "What is going on here? Are you both having a lovers spat" Margo asked, a wicked smile on her lips. She stepped closer to us. "I mean I never thought I'd see the day you'd have a girl on your arm, especially one you've brought around before. I thought you didn't do repeats" "Mind your fucking business, Margo. We were having a conversation and I don't think we sent you an invite to interrupt" Kristen snapped.