Novel & Cerita Maurice Moss

There wasn't a smile on his hardened features, not even an emotion. Looking at Douglass filled strength and sudden greatness in Mauve's system. Her eyes did not at once blink as they watched Douglass walk towards her and as soon as he stopped a breath away from her, a smile with the definition of proudness came to her view. "My lady!" Douglass softly called to Mauve as his lips twitched and curved into an unpleasant grin. His slim, veiny hands gently clasped onto her neck, pulling her closer for his lips to paste themselves on her lips— inviting one for a needy kiss.

"Fine dad. Ok bye" says Maurizio and hangs up Magnus's call. He looks up at the stairs and his heart went on a rampage seeing Jaques descending the stairs wearing khaki cream pants, and a white linen shirt with its front open halfway showing off his pale muscular chest. He had his hands in his pockets and looked nothing less than a fresh hot dessert. "You are drooling," says Jaques standing in front of Maurizio. "I was thinking of a dessert," says Maurizio.

Charmine somehow caught that gaze of hers but returned a cold stare of her own, seemingly unfazed. All of a sudden, the sound of a car’s engine rumbling was heard outside. The car door opened, and a long leg, fitted with a shiny leather shoe, stepped down. A tall man then got out of the car. Everyone outside fell into a frenzy as they screamed the man’s name, “Maurice! Maurice!” Maurice was dressed in his black suit that showed off his perfect body proportions. His face was handsome and gentle-looking, his eyes dark and alluring.

“Your Beta stormed into Moonclaw territory and went straight for Cedric.” Blood pounded in my ears. “You did what?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I didn’t care. Maurice still refused to meet my eyes. I turned fully toward him, my patience snapping. “Are you out of your damn mind? You marched into Moonclaw territory and attacked their Beta, and you didn’t think that was something I should know?” Maurice exhaled sharply through his nose, finally looking at me. His expression was unreadable. “It was necessary.”

They call him 'The King Of Beasts ' With the might of lightning and a single sway of his sword, he tore through space, defying time and gravity, with eyes glistening like the twelfth star. His presence commanded the forces aligned with the earth as everything fell under his command. The wind bellowed to his command, and the earth quaked at his arrival. Yes, The Lord Caesar Monsorrie was that being. The scent of the White water lily has always been his weakness ever since he grew to discover his sonship, but funnily enough, he is always drawn to it, unable to control the urge to always go crazy when it is in the same vicinity as him; it is similar to that of an addiction.

My previous boss was right—it was difficult to resist taking the easy route and it may have been a matter of time before I caved to the desire to have a better life. “Don’t think like that. Your dignity is not something you can get back when you lose. You might find yourself unable to sleep at night.” She might have spoken all that encouraging talk but it wasn’t very encouraging. “Hazel!” A voice boomed, which made Julia and I jump in surprise. Markos stood a distance away looking at us with a weird look on his face. How long had he been standing there? Did he hear what we were saying? I straightened my back and faced him while Julia scrambled away. Everyone feared him for a reason. He was i

Maurice appeared nervous. “Is anything the matter? You don't seem ok? I asked Maurice. “Nat.." “Yes" “I..." “Speak to me Maurice, I am here. What is happening?" Maurice dabbed his forehead with the hand towel he held. “There's something I want to speak to you about, I really do not know how you will take it" ‘What was Maurice about to say?' I took his hands in mine. “Speak to me Maurice, I am all ears" A server wearing a green tee shirt with the words Louis Chancery crested in black on the right hand side, walked towards us. He was with a tray in his hands. Dropping the tray on the table, he said.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

She wanted nothing more than to see him fail miserably. "I…" Maurice felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. It rendered him momentarily speechless. He couldn't believe he was about to lose Four Seasons Incorporated. He couldn't let this happen. In a stroke of genius, Maurice feigned unconsciousness. "What's wrong, Mr. Jowell?" "This…" "Is he putting on an act? Can't he take a loss?" Araminta quickly arranged for Maurice to be taken to the hospital. Martha scoffed, as she found this man completely revolting. She wondered what Lisa saw in him, as he was such a spineless coward.

Daniel said nothing, just rubbed his temple as if a headache were blooming between his eyebrows. Ella’s soft voice tried to calm everyone down. “Let’s at least hear her out—” But before she could finish, chaos erupted again. Then someone screamed. “OH FUCK!” The yell came from the lower left corner of the screen, Maurice, the head of production. All shouting and questions halted instantly. “Maurice!” I snapped automatically. “watch your anguage.” He looked pale. Sweaty. Eyes wide. “I—I’m sorry, madam Cheryl, but—Mr. Aaron was arrested?”