Miss Crazy Novels & Stories

"I don't touch anything certain bitches have already pawed at. So…" I pointed at the dress in Lucy's hands. "I don't want that one. As for everything I bought, shred it. Use shears or scissors. I don't care." "What?" The salesgirl stared at me. "I said shred them." I pulled out a pair of scissors and sliced into a skirt worth 100,000 dollars. "Ah. Music to my ears." [Spending money in the most insane way possible. 4-Star Madness. Reward: 7,000,000 dollars.]

"You came late" I nodded. "I am so sorry for that. Got caught up in traffic" I lied "We were in a hurry and were about to leave. But your assistant was able to keep us" the other man, Mr. Maxwell said. I rolled. Can't believe she did that for me. "Remember she is here to help you" My subconscious mind. "You've got not just a nice assistant and a very intelligent one," Mr. Smart said I smiled. "My company is proud to have her here". They nodded. "Let's talk business"

Professional pain in my ass. "You clean up nicely for someone who used to show up to training covered in mud," he says. Matt appears behind him already grinning. "My favorite cousin finally joined the political circus." "Oh no," I say immediately. "What gossip do you have?" Matt's eyes light up instantly. "You're not going to believe this." Robbie groans under his breath. "Here we go." Matt leans closer dramatically. "Sandra dropped out of school." I blink. "...What?" "She got her mate."

Checked over my appearance before slipping on my black strapped heels. Melanie touched up her makeup after slipping into one of my skinny jeans with the rips on the knees and thighs, a halter top which revealed her chest a little too much, and a dainty necklace fit with her initials. During the short car ride to Georgie's, Melanie coached and rehearsed the entire plan for the millionth time. "Just be yourself," her speech seemed almost rehearsed, "Be spontaneous and sexy. He likes you, it's going to be so easy getting him on board. This is the hardest part, once this is done the entire plan is in the bag."

Even in the face of Mace's humiliation and insults, she would only giggle foolishly. So, others couldn't help suspecting that she became mentally ill. "Ms. Harley, do we treat her too cruelly?" A female prisoner asked in a low voice. Staring at the insane Noah, Macey answered, "She is a well-known and excellent agent in Sapphire City. How can she get insane easily? Our treatment of her is not that cruel. She is very likely to pretend to be so." It was highly stressful to work in showbiz. Since Noah had experienced so many challenges, Macey didn’t believe that she became insane.

When she finally realizes that she speaks her thought out loud, she instinctively bit her lower lip. “Oh, really? How about you smell this!” Miguel goes out of balance, almost falling on the white sandy shore, when Bruce quickly stands on his feet and rushes to let Missy smell the fingers he dips on his butt. “No! That’s disgusting, you Burnt Corn!” missy yelps as she frantically runs away from his friend, grabbing loose sand and throwing it to him so he can’t keep up.

– Megan gave her a light elbow in the shoulder, making her smile shyly. - I still haven't overcome all my insecurities, unfortunately. But luckily I have Mahara and her wonderful couch to help me with that. So please don't rat me out. – Missy pretended to beg, good-humored – Heaven knows I would be absolutely nothing without her therapy sessions. She gave a falsely regretful sigh, unable to help but smile happily.

The wind howled outside the tall glass windows of the 32nd floor, whipping snow so thick it looked like a white wall. Messy stood in the middle of the open-plan office, biting her lip as she tried to stuff papers back into folders. Her name was actually Maya, but everyone called her Messy for a reason. She was twenty-six, curvy in all the right places, with wild dark curls that never stayed in her ponytail and a habit of spilling coffee on important documents.

“You look so fucking pathetic. If I were you, I would've left this place a long time ago. How dare you?” I decided to ignore her and not say anything. She Just wants attention and I'm not ready to argue with her. “What the fuck is that ugly dress.” “Who is she?” The girl next to her asked. “She's a nobody. Just a charity case Archer is handling, but she's letting that get to her head and now she thinks she owns Archer.” “Oh my God, what a bitch.” “I know right? So full of herself.” What is even wrong with her? How am I acting like he's mine? That's it, this girl is crazy.