Mc Obey Me Novels & Stories

Today I will be riding my red Mercedes-Benz AMG GT. Entering my car, I drive off. Irrespective of the fact I am late, I still prefer driving at a moderate speed. Not because I am the boss but because I value life. I need to be alive and enjoy the money I have worked hard to earn. Can't die before I am old and gray, hell no. Turning on the radio I nod my head, enjoying the music being played. Thankfully it is my favorite song playing. ** On you by Johnny Drill**🎶🎶

I need to buy stuff this instant. "Yes! Thank you! See you later, okay?" I didn't wait for his response and walk my way. You can call it hopping while walking as if I won a lottery. I'm too happy that every person I pass by, they will not pass without a greeting from me. I look back to where he is right now but I can't see him clearly as I am already a bit far away from him. Knowing that he has a high enhancement on his senses, I know he can see me right now.

Bent over, he glared at me and swung the hammer at me with all his strength. I staggered and fell to the ground. There was a sharp pain in my left shoulder. It was broken. I was in pain, but I didn't dare waste even a second. I scrambled back to my feet and bolted out. The comments went wild. [Bea, stop struggling! You can't beat this man. Just give in and let the male lead pull you into his arms.] [He's waiting for you on the thirteenth floor. As long as you knock, he'll open the door. Bea, stop wasting time.]

However, very quickly, the voice was completely drowned out by the loud, booming call of the food stall owner: “Hey there, miss! What would you like?” “A mac and cheese, please! With lots of cheese!” Later, when I tried to go into that trashy AI novel again, out of some strange whim, the webpage would no longer open. I paused and thought about it. Strangely enough, I couldn’t even remember why I had clicked on that link in the first place. Muttering softly to myself, I murmured, “That’s weird… What kind of website was that? Why did I even open it… Oh well, whatever. Time to eat.”

Week eight brings a call I'm not expecting. I'm at my desk reviewing applications for the second cohort of mentorship students when Catherine appears at my door, face grim. "Conference room. Now. We have a situation." My stomach drops. "What kind of situation?" "The kind where Marcus Reed is trying to destroy you again." The conference room is full—Catherine, Amanda Fischer, two board members, and a lawyer I don't recognize. "What's going on?" I ask.

"Okay. I'll send five thousand dollars to your account by evening. Go fix yourself some dinner" "Not money, but thank you for the offer, I'll take it " "What then? "School" "School? Is someone bullying my Sophie? That bully is going down! "No, I'm cool. There's this stuff coming up tomorrow and I need your help" "What stuff? "Okay, it's some kind of festival. I'm participating in a parent-child race" "So? How do I come in? "As my parent" "He'll nah!. you've got your parents who are damn healthy and alive"

"That's cute." Bethany's face flushed with what seemed like anger. "We're together." "No, you're delusional." Octavia stepped forward, her tone calm but deadly. "Moana doesn't need to suck anyone's dick to be queen. Her brilliance got her that. Being cheer captain got her that. And her name?" Octavia gestured at me. "Moana Queens. It literally fits." Bethany's face went from pink to red. "This isn't over." "Yes it is," I said simply. "Now move. We have practice."

He had his reading glasses perched on his nose and was scrolling through his newsfeed on F******k. "And teenagers are widely known to go against orders sometimes". He continued, this time fully engrossed in his phone. "Oh honey! I know but it is not that". Hannie cried out and mistakenly spilled the water on the floor while taking the kettle off the sink. "It is about, you know? The curse". She whispered this time, crossed over the spilled water and placed the kettle on the cooker. "Have you forgotten that he is not supposed to keep late nights immediately he turns fourteen? And he has been keeping to the instructions all these while not until he turned fifteen lately. She added almost at th

MC: Don't be like that AJ: Take this to your own f*cking texts AJ: No one wants to see this OF: I do SL: Me too PS: Same here AL: F*ck you all Ash: So, am I attractive or not, MC? OF: Yeah, is he not Mia? Ash: Why aren't you answering? OF: Yeah, reply Mia, stop ignoring us Ash: I dislike being ignored OF: Yup, yup, he truly does MC: I don't like you with Ash OF: I do hehe * * * * * * * * * *