Metro Man Novels & Stories

Luther said and she was a little bit shocked " A human?? Why??" " Too much questions " Amdis said " She's his mate,," Brad said and Lenora gasped " Mate? Human?? How did that happen?? " " You should be happy I found her,," Luther said " I am,,but,,human. Fine,," Lenora said and walked out " She's becoming something else these days,,she hate the smell and sight of humans but am sure she will get used to it " Amdis said

Cassandra joked, smiling at the driver. "I'd appreciate that very much," The driver smiled back, his sunglasses hiking up his nose just a bit so that Cassandra saw one dark hazel eye. Now that she was paying attention she could see the driver was handsome, even under the glasses and cap. He had a strong, clean-shaven jaw and pink full lips that contrasted nicely with his almond skin. The way his mouth stretched as he laughed at her joke, stark white teeth flashing made her thoughts drift in an inappropriate direction. She would have loved to see him fully without the cap and glasses but he was already starting the car and backing out the driveway.

I say, "It's not up for sale." "Don't talk to that man again," he grits through his teeth. "Aww, why? Is the big bad mob boss jealous?" I ask making sure that I annoy him. He says, "That's Santino Martino. My biggest rival. If you are seen talking to him, then my men will be suspicious of you." Okay. I exclaim, "Great!" We move in sync for a few more minutes. As the lights dim, I push him away.

And gradually I discovered new things about him like the fact that he knows German, French, English and Spanish, but prefers to speak French and that he works in a large corporation as an account manager, fighting for a promotion that would change his life. *** Although we talk every day, I decided to agree to go out with a user who had met a few days before meeting Mr. X. Sexyman (online) — Let’s play? Talia (online) — Come on. Our avatars are in a club. , we go up to one of the rooms where we position our avatars for our "action". Sexyman (online) — I love your breasts... you so sexy! I will take off all your clothes and lick it all... from head to toe. I’m going to stick my dick all over

“Marcus. Let’s keep this brief.” He smirked. “Brief? We’ve had months of drama. What’s one more meeting?” Ethan stepped slightly forward, his presence a protective shield. “We’re here to ensure no one gets manipulated or harmed. That includes you.” Marcus’s smirk faltered slightly. “Protective, aren’t you, Mr. Navarro? Or are you just here to make sure she doesn’t slip under my control?” Ethan’s eyes didn’t waver. “Neither. We’re here to prevent chaos. That’s all.”

I growled, my voice dropping into a primal, animalistic register that made the concrete walls seem to vibrate. The last man standing—a mid-level Moretti capo named Tommy "The Tongue" Marcone—was pinned to the brick wall by his throat. I had one hand clamped around his windpipe, lifting his entire two-hundred-pound frame six inches off the floor. His face was a mottled, suffocating purple, his fingers frantically clawing at my wrist, but my grip was an iron vice.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

The rainstorm has subsided, leaving biting cold in Metropolis. Inside the glass tower of Vane Corporation, which rivals Vanguard's silent taxis, Julian Blackwood stood in front of the wide window, looking out at the twinkling golden lights of the city. An expensive jacket hugged his broad shoulders, covering the scars of the life-saving experiment.

To be so beautiful and yet so painfully unaware. I felt giddy for some unknown reason. It was at times like this, when you focus on the little things, that the world suddenly looks different, maybe slightly better. It was such a rare instance. Manila is a very crowded place, with barely any space for greenery. Among the tenants of this apartment, I was the only one who appeared to be interested in indoor gardening as well. "You are a very lovely sight," I murmured. "But what brought you to this messed up city?"

I went to meet him, in one of the many bars in Madrid, but specifically in the Plaza Mayor area , an Irish pub, in a very narrow street that has no parking space, but I like this place , they serve a good beer, its facade is very cozy, in shades of black and gray, it had a huge sign stamping his name Irwin . I enter the pub, look around me, look for my friend, who motions for me to approach him, who is at the counter. I walk between the tables, people pass me, I feel a little disappointed that none of them recognize me, I don't know if it was the fact that I was recently signed and made my debut on the team, but what I do know is that when I walk with Dani, people always recognize him, and s