Maverick Bob Novels & Stories

His primary goal was to collect protection money from Miles! Maverick looked at Chad with a smirk and said to Travis, "I like the girl called Marilyn. I'll give you a discount of three million dollars!" Travis laughed. "Thank you, Mr. Timber. You must enjoy yourself tonight!" Maverick sniggered. "Where's the fun if it's only me? Mr. Norman, Mr. Davidson, please join me when I've found a place. Let's go all out! Even if she dies, I will be sure to clean up the mess!"

He looked at me and winked. “Famous in no time?” I asked. “Yeah,” Maverick answered with giggles. “Actually, I am a famous vlogger. So many people follow me on my social media accounts.” “Ahhh, really? What is your content?” “Travelling.” “Woah. That’s cool.” “Thank you, miss Harriet. But you are way more cooler.” Hearing the praise, I feel proud of myself and my heart feels so light. ‘He’s a bit weirdo but I know now why he’s friend with Cassius. Maverick is a considerate person.’

Thirdly, we haven't been using any kind of protection at all. So it wasn't really hard to guess the most logical explanation for all that I was experiencing. I made my way back to the bedroom, with my belly tight and mind swirling with thoughts. Maverick was already on a phone call with somebody—probably the pack doctor. His voice had slightly darkened from its usual soft timbre, although it still remained painfully polite. He had that kind of voice that could simply put out a fire with little effort because of how sweet and cool it sounded.

I make my way to the bar and sit on one of the stools. (Hey gorgeous what can I get you?) The bartender asks. (I want sex on the beach please.) I reply. (Coming right up beautiful.) He says and smirks. I thank the bartender for bringing me the drink and I tell him to keep them coming. I try to think of ways that I can get rid of Mariah. I must play it smart and be careful so that I don’t get blamed for it. Maybe I can hire a rogue to kidnap her and then get rid of her. I’m sure that for the right amount any rogue will be glad to comply. (Yeah, that can work.) I think to myself. I sat here for almost an hour trying to think of the perfect way to get what I want, and finally I came up with the

my confusion slipped through. Maverick scratched the back of his neck. “Yeah, about that.” His voice dipped lower. “My father passed away when I was nine. Mom remarried after a few years, but she wanted me to keep my father’s name. Torres.” Before I could say anything, Dr. Hall’s painted lips tightened. “Maverick,” she called his attention. "You're sharing far too much personal information with someone who doesn't need to know it." The casual dismissal in her tone, even though they weren’t directed at me made me jittery. She turned her full attention on me

He gripped his wine glass like a lifeline. “Dad, these are the casello's brothers — Lorenzo and Alexei,” She said. “Enzo and Lex, this is my dad — Aron.” “Mr. Rumero is fine,” her dad said with a shortness that made Lilith peer at him. “I’ve always liked Mr. Rumero” Lora said, smiling as she attempted to diffuse whatever tension had built upon the arrival of both father and daughter. “I think it sounds like a superhero. But what would your superpower be, Mr. Rumero?”

Maverick was left feeling dazed. He had chalked up his inability to spot Sebastian's movements the first time because he hadn't been alert. But this time, even though he was on his guard, he was still slapped so hard that he was flung several feet away. Maverick had a famous mentor as his teacher, and unlike the champions of mixed martial arts, what he had learned was unadulterated ancient martial arts. In normal circumstances, the mixed martial arts champions of the state wouldn't even be able to last more than ten seconds against him!

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

"Miss Lolita, my name is Maverick. You should have heard of me!" 'What?' Lolita's heart trembled; she panicked. Maverick was a famous mountain bandit in Pearl City. He was a savage man and had slipped capture from the army several times. However, the Damien family did not have any feud with Maverick. Lolita asked quizzically, "Why did you kidnap me?" Maverick smiled and said slowly, "Don't panic. I won't hurt you for the time being. Your husband and I have a bit of enmity, but that kid has been hiding in the Damien family. I can only take you to lure him out!"

We were sitting in her room catching up, we hadn't seen each other in two weeks. "Yeah, he should be here soon." Mia replies. Diego Garcia is our other best friend, Mia, Diego, and I have been inseparable since we were seven years old. Suddenly, the door opened, "I've arrived," Diego shouts. He always does this. He's a very dramatic person. Diego Garcia is a hacker for our mafia, along with Mia, much like me, Diego and Mia never go on missions. We mostly work from our warehouses. "Stop screaming, Diego." I scold him jokingly.