Misfits Rudy Novels & Stories

The red Ferrari of the latest edition with its open sunroof showing off that great lean body was more than enough to keep the cameras and the lively attention of every being. However, Harry shared no part of this pomp, instead acted more like a servant than an assistant. Out he walked, dressed in those same suit and tie, however now red and white, those matching colors Harry had said, looked bad on him. Now that wasn't new; he always did what was wrong. The flashing cameras subsided when Harry and the two security guards outside Royal Emore gave space. And in walked the living legend, the boy who caught every eye and melted them; Aiden Mathews.

I told him. By the time I was done with Jordan, I believed I'd have a response for him. Once my ride came, I left to the sit-out location. Ryder was already seated there when I arrived. When he saw me, he quickly stood up, pulling out a chair for me. My heart melted when I saw the bruise on his face. "You look gorgeous." He complimented. "And smell nice too." "T..thank you." I said, adjusting in my seat. "S..sorry about that." I pointed to his face.

“Cuz I get to see party girl Scarlett in action all the time. I want to see professional girlfriend Scarlett.” “Mixing those two worlds doesn’t seem like a good idea.” “Am I just a dirty little secret?” Rudy raised his eyebrows. “Huh? Nothing but a drug and sex vending maching?” “Where do I insert the coins?” I grinned. Rudy tackled me on the couch. “Come on baby, let me in a little. We can be a little more than drugs and sex right? I mean I’m your boyfriend.” I sighed. “Fine, you got me. We’re having drinks on Friday night.”

The others were all rough-looking gruff men. “When is the guy coming? Its already pass the appointed time.” One of the men grunted in annoyance, this man called Cuffled was a small-time bounty hunter who was trying to make it big this time. “Can we even trust this guy? I mean, even the existence of dragons is questionable, isn’t it?” Another buffy man with a scar on the side of his face pitched in. This man’s name was Rudy and he was a petty thief in the red-light district areas of the Zeldereth Empire.

Not by blood. My high school was the best time I ever had. The college was fun, but without Rudy I kind of dumped myself into studies and my pranks also reduced. My partner of crime Rudy wasn't there. But that didn't mean I didn't do anything. I am known for being reckless and a prankster and there were certain time when I hacked into the server of Rudy's university so that I could hamper his grades, his attendance and for certain other things.

Rudy rolled his eyes and was about to open his lips to say something again when I interrupted them. "Alright guys, calm down," I said stopping them. 'These two will never grow up.' RUDY EDWARD KING, our younger brother. Always behaves like a child but is more mature than he shows himself as. He takes care of our clubs and underground fighting clubs all over the country. He also fights in our fighting clubs when it's needed.

Then, he smiled sheepishly and stood up, brushing the dirt from his knees. “Elise!” he said “Don’t tell anyone you saw me.” I raised an eyebrow, amused. “What are you doing? And why are you dressed like that?” Rudy puffed out his chest, trying to look brave. “I escaped my guards. They’re always following me around, and I wanted to see you, but I had to sneak out. That’s why I’m in disguise.” I couldn’t help but laugh. “You escaped your guards just to see me?”

‘and he is not looking happy’ Now that was something, he had never seen that little Alpha lose his cool. He threw on a shirt and stepped out. The moment he stepped into the lobby, he had a growling sound and before he could react, or dodge it, a punch landed on his face, followed by another and then another. ‘what the fuck’ Alpha Recdolf recovered immediately and pushed the furious looking young man off him. He wanted to retaliate but he knew it was a waste of time and energy,

It looked horrible. Rudy’s face turned pale. “Am I still pretty?” Locsin asked again, never losing calmness. This time, Rudy was indecisive and muttered, “How on earth did you injure yourself to this degree? What did you do?” “I’ve told you. I’m not a good person. Do you still want to continue looking at them?” Locsin was particularly calm. “No, your figure isn’t the most important thing here, when we are together, it will be fine as long as you didn’t take off your clothes. I don’t mind,” Rudy shook his head and made-up his mind.

Before he could figure out whether he ought to pursue the issue to suss out if Ari had a problem with that, a car pulled into the drive. "Anybody you know?" Flynn asked. "Nope. Maybe it's one of the new reservations." "If it is, they're early." The sedan rolled to a stop in front of the steps and the driver, a middle-aged man with graying sideburns and a neat goatee, stepped out, followed by a woman Flynn assumed was his wife. "Good day to you," Flynn called. "Welcome to the Misfit Inn." "Oh honey, he's Irish!" the woman exclaimed.