Michael Blackson Funny Bone Novels & Stories

Looking at the white skeleton in front of him, the man in a black robe, who looked like a thousand-year-old zombie, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly and spat out a cold sentence. "Humph, I didn't expect to meet you first!" There was a hint of coldness in the voice of Bones King.

He roared, instantly flipping me on my back, ultimately noticing how his dark brown eyes now turned completely black, sharp, long claws elongating from his fingers as he harshly gripped my bare thighs, painfully piercing my skin, forcing a loud, horrified scream escape my lips. “I’ll show you what’s it truly like to be fucked by a beast,” He practically growled, his voice now sounding rather animalistic, my whole body violently trembling with pure, raw fear as I felt those disgusting claws ripping my jeans’ button open, my mind practically forcing me to do the single thing I could do at that specific moment; scream. “LOGAN!” Right on cue, in the very next moment, the loud slam of the door be

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

The meeting started, and Miss Pepper and I started taking notes. Get it? Cause she’s red in red: “I don’t think your suggestion makes any sense,” Damien said to Adrian for what seemed to be the hundredth time in thirty minutes. “This is a tech company, I expected more,” Damien added, his gaze shifting to me for a few minutes before they went back to Adrian. Adrian had a forced smile on his face, but I could see a vein popping in his forehead. If care is not taken, he might explode. “So what do you suggest, Mr. Blackwood?” Adrian asked, the same forced smile on his face.

With his voice lowered, he said, "If you have something to say, say it directly. Beating around the bush isn't your style." Daniel replied, "What I mean is, Kristen is already dead. So, whose bone marrow are you planning to use to save your sweetheart this time?"

"This is Toby. He’s my friend." Mike smirked. "Sure." Alan rolled his eyes. "Ignore them. They’re annoying." Alan led me deeper into the pits. Everyone seemed to know him. He joked with the mechanics and asked about the lap times. He laughed a lot. The cold, serious hockey captain from campus was gone. Here, he just seemed like a normal adult. He stopped next to a sleek black bike. His eyes were wide. "Come look at this," he said. I walked over. He ran his hand across the gas tank.

I scolded myself. The reputation of the company will start to drain for sure and because of those backstabbing clients, it will have a huge loss too. I don’t know how Mr.Stone is handling all these in the first place… *Mr.Stone Pov* I am currently sitting in front of the television in my cabin along with my sister. We heard each, and everything came out of those liars. “Are you ok? ” Di asked, placing a hand on my shoulder. I didn’t reply and just sat there. I already suspected those clients to be weird that day.

- Don't get hysterical. I spoke in a calm voice. But before I had time to finish, it became hot in the room, Michael appeared from the fiery portal. The same quick glance from me to Fox. I think I heard bones crack as Mikhail clenched his fists. Looks at me again. The jawbones on the cheekbones were trembling. The sinuses of the nose swell. Lips are closed in one line. He's mad? For what? Okay, I expected such a reaction from Maroon. The snow demon, at least somehow manifested itself to me. But I did not expect from Michael. Honestly... I didn't expect... We've already figured it out, the black wolf was just fulfilling his promise to his alpha...

I said to him. " Then we definitely need to talk to him. " Jack said and knocked on the door. We were in some shady part of town. The door opened and Michael showed up with a cigarette in his mouth. His eyes went wide when he saw us the door and before he could even utter a single word, his face was on my fists, Jack's fist went on his stomach, he leaned over only to be met with another one. We went inside and closed the door behind us. " Mr Black... What's happening?" He asked me as he groaned in pain. Jack pulled him up from the ground. I punched him again.

****** The 2nd Sky sat within his cabin with an annoyed expression on his face. “That d*mned Blackstone,” he swore as his eyes flashed in annoyance. Pulling off his gloves, the 2nd Sky grimaced at the broken state of his hands. His several of his fingers were broken, and his left arm was completely fractured. Blackstone’s hammer had inflicted a lot of damage. Thankfully, none of the wounds were to his organs.