Mayor Humdinger Novels & Stories

Conroy looked at him in some horrific shock. “Leave it, Max,” the mayor said, answering his silent complaint. Arthur’s right: we have more than humans in this town, and the townspeople have been quite clear that the members of this council need to start acting like it. It’s progressive as Hell, and I hate it, but Arthur’s not the only one of us who’s up for re-election, and I intend to keep my job. Whatever you decide to do with your time is your decision, but there’s no question for me: I’m getting this show started.” Mayor Howard walked off into the crowd and onto the stage, beginning his cheerful political grandstanding, and Maximus Conroy turned his wide gaze to Arthur Bayard in astonish

Except for the fact Michael was enjoying testing my patience. " I-I will make you pay for this humiliation," finally the fat Mayor said. More like he cursed me with his bleeding mouth. I smiled because it was amazing, how the dying weak body is cursing me. I stepped on his hand, pressing it under his fingers under my heels. I commented," Mayor, I will let you see something interesting. Maybe you'll change your mind." " No way I'm changing my mind," Mayor replied bluntly in his gagging voice. " We will see. Bring her inside."

Harvey suddenly remembered something when he saw Vaida returning to her deep sleep. "I heard that Grand City doesn't have a mayor right now. Then, what's going on with the previous mayor?" Geoffrey sighed and answered, "After the Hierophant prophesied Vaida as the third incarnation of Grand City's progenitor, he had left Grand City to find a way to deal with this. A decade… He's gone for a decade, and no one has seen him since then. That's why everyone believes he's already dead. That's why the seven families agree that Grand City has no mayor right now."

The vibes were warm, full of sisterhood and sass. Eventually, Carmen stood and grabbed her tablet. “Alright, ladies, I’ll let you get back to it. I gotta head back to my office and finish this proposal for the Creepy Mayor.” Tiffany’s head snapped up. “Creepy Mayor? Wait, who’s that? You mean... Stanley Rogers? That was the case y’all were just starting when we left.” Kira rolled her eyes. “The very one.” “He a trip?” Tiffany asked, raising a brow. Kira leaned back in her seat. “Girl... he’s a whole problem.”

The mayor is a handsome man, in his 40s, I can tell by his physical appearance that he takes good care of himself, but my eyes see only one man. I should advise him that it is better to watch out for his eyes. If he kept looking at me like that, he'd never look at anything again. “Mayor Hudson,” I hear the firm voice behind me and the hairs on my body stand on end in response. "Good night, Cosmo" he replies and I see the younger version of the mayor appear at his side "This is Andrew, my son" I smile politely in greeting, but I want to jump on top of Cosmo and drag him into a dark corner .

I am so lost. I don't even know what to feel now. Disappointment? Confusion? Agitated? Mad? Annoyed? I don't know, everything is confusing me. Even Ismaiah is confusing me! "What news?" I confusedly asked. "The tabloid! You were the headline there! The daughted of the mayor is marrying the richest CEO in town." "What do you mean? Headline?" We were on the headline? The hell? I was kidnapped yet I was on a headline but with a different reason?!

Age has done nothing to make him any less shameless as he keeps marrying young women, stringing them along in the hopes of inheriting his fortune, and then dumping them once they are in their forties or fifties. Shameless, perverted vamp! But then, he also gave me the job here so I shouldn’t be judging his lifestyle. “Be right there!” I nod at him before knocking on the glass window that separates the bar from the kitchen. “Marty! Two orders for the dinner special and one Dancing Wino for the mayor!” Mr. Hamrington winks at me and I just roll my eyes. However, it’s like the town mayor attracts trouble. It’s not even a full five minutes before a group of rowdy-looking men walk in.

My skin crawled with the uncomfortable awareness of his attention. "Well, let's speak again soonest," The mayor said, clapping him on the back, "You know how much this town values your input." His laugh boomed through the hallway. I cringed internally. Of course they were buddies. Of course the town's resident misogynist had the mayor's ear. The mayor's phone buzzed insistently. He glanced at it, his expression taking a more serious form. "I have to take this. I'm sorry, we'll need to reschedule."

I bolted for the door, wrestling with the knob, freedom inches apart— —to come face to face with an Undine man and the mayor himself. "Jesus!" The Undine jerked back, wet hair nearly slapping me in the face. He fumbled with his bag, blueprints spilling out onto the gravel outside. "Who the hell—" "Quentin?" The mayor opened the door, hand grabbing my arm before I could run down the street. "Q? Answer me, boy!" "H-HE-LP!" How the fuck was he still alive? Shouldn't that asshole be extra crispy!? "By the Goddess Luna, hold on son! Hold her, Marcus!" Mayor Ethridge shrugged out of his coat, tossing me to the water nymph as he ran to his grandson. I struggled in the water nymph's arms, but he was

Harmonia explained tactfully, “If I was truly the one who hurt Dimi, why would I drive him to Blackath City? Wouldn't that be walking directly into a trap? No one would do such a foolish thing, right?” When Linelle heard the way Harmonia was addressing Dimas, she became even more displeased and shouted, “Why aren’t you referring to him as Mr. Martinez? Do you have the right to call him Dimi?! You're just a servant, at best!” Compared to Linelle’s abusive language, the man seemed calm. He first arranged for bodyguards to take Dimas to the only hospital in town and then called the director to personally check the wound. He then looked at Harmonia and reached out to introduce himself, “Hello. I