Mischief Managed Novels & Stories

Just being related to the family is enough to get anyone out of trouble with the law. "Alex Myst, for short." They sat back down and pulled out a bottle of coke. According to the rules, eating and drinking anything that's not water is prohibited in class. But, what can their homeroom teacher do in the face of a Mystikov? Like any other teacher who taught any Mystikovs that came before her, the teachers could do nothing. Getting said misbehaving Mystikov to the principal would only get the teacher in trouble, and not the students themselves.

with a tipsy voice making them laugh. “Since you are in the education department, you might be inheriting the company soon” Francis stated and Mike nodded. “That’s why I applied for that department, I will be the best tutor in the world and I will run my company to have the best academies in the world with branches all over everywhere” he boasted and his friends clapped to cheer him on. “Just reserve a spot for me” Shawn said and Mike replied with “We don’t hire teachers who are drunkard” which made all of them roared in laughter before a message popped on his phone.

Today is a mistake that would never happen again! LITTLE DOMINICAN REPUBLIC Yasmine kept laughing until she became breathless. Gemila found that offensive but can she blame her? She's the one who almost ruined everything because of a silly s*x urge. “So your telling me that he almost kissed you?" It's not even up to a week and you're already letting him affect you this way?" Yasmine said with a serious face. She is done laughing and it's now time to be serious. “I messed up today but that would never happen again." Gemila said as if making herself a promise.

Jack was about to pull off choli when. KNOCK KNOCK A sudden bang at the door put a full stop on their act. Frustrated, they look at each other before getting up from her who is lying paralysed. Caroline is so scared she couldn’t move a bit, nor utter a single word. ‘’Who came to spoil our mood?’’ One of his gang members asks. ‘’Jack, you told us that everyone is busy in weddings and no one would disturb us.’’

he finished in a high tone filled with anger and shock. “I’m getting on a plane and I’m going to rip that son of a bitch throat out!” she read, angrily. “We do not wanna make things worse, especially on your behalf. I’ll handle this,” Dominic headed for the door. But stopped. “You can’t either. He knows you ruined his stuff and for that he wants you to pay, failure to do so, you will be imprisoned or at least that's what he says but you know Victor is corrupt and has corrupt cop friends,” Reign said, running her hand over her face frustratedly. She never knew how to control her temper, especially when she's being manipulated or someone told a lie about her . It made her go crazy especially w

And the way he is staring at me seductively irritates me a lot. “Yes, I want you to do something important for me." His eyes brightened up like he was waiting for me to say that. “What is that? Speak to me, baby, and I won't hesitate to help you." Urghh! “You remember you have Mr. Raymond Reece a deal for a certain company?" He nodded his head. “I mistakenly destroyed the contract." “Really? That's great news." He chuckled loudly. Huh? What great news? "You know what? I am so scared of Mr. Reece, so I don't want to work with him.”

(Who's the manager of the Mist) Mr.Bianchi, the manager of the Mist was standing next to me not making a move when they called for him. A gunshot went off and everyone dropped to the floor, screaming. Me and Angela were the only one's standing, we looked at each other and then back at the robbers. "I asked who the f**k is the manager!" Quello sarei io." (That would be me) Mr. Bianchi said with a quivering voice while standing up slowly from the floor.

I inquired nervously, trying to comprehend the seriousness in his response. "You screwed up the whole plan by hooking up with the wrong guy, and you forgot to input the code to finalize the transaction. You've put not only yourself but the entire operation in jeopardy. Now, you have to correct your mistake to keep the trail off our back or risk jail terms," he bashed. Shit! In my rush, I had forgotten that I needed to input a code to validate the transaction. My mind raced as I thought about what I was going to do next.

"Sydney didn't come in today for work." A wave of realization washed over me, dispelling the haze that had momentarily clouded my mind. The manager's manipulation had become apparent. It seemed he had exploited my vulnerability, using the allure of Sydney's name to entice me into the dance. Anger simmered within me as I processed the deceitful tactics employed by the manager. He had preyed upon my momentary weakness, misleading me with false promises. I made a mental note to address this issue with him at a later time.

As if completely oblivious to the gaze, Hazel calmly sat at the head position of the conference table. There was even more dissatisfaction on the faces of all the people. Mandy hastened to come to her, explaining in a low tone with the objection, “Manager Crowe, I asked the directors to come to the conference room for a meeting at your request. But they asked me about your plan and then accidentally stole my marketing plan. They misunderstood it as your idea, so they became very angry and stirred up trouble…” “You made a plan?” asked Hazel curiously. “I tried to make one last night,” Mandy looked very shy. “Maybe my plan was really bad. Sorry that I got you into trouble…”