Mister Stark Novels & Stories

Stacey was sweating profusely. Courtney was not picking up, what was she going to do now? After some time, a thought popped up. Letting out a deep sigh, Stacey looked at the old man and said: "My friend is not picking up… but don't worry, Mr Stark will be here soon." Instantly, a sweat formed on the old man's forehead after hearing the name Stark. Despite being a fearsome crime boss, he was nowhere near the Starks.

T) in his famous monologue said and I quote; "What is a villain without his villainous tales? Or an antagonist without his antithesis? For to see a villain is to see a poet Before his last act of mischief to serve in a tray His evil masterminded plans to relay To the awe of the captured protagonist As he bemoans his clouded perception by the evil mist Have you ever heard of "good mastermind" before? For long have we been margi..." Unfortunately, he was shot three times in the head with a "Stormbreaker M14" by an U.N.N agent(not to be mistaken for a tertiary institution in Nigeria, click 70765 times for disambiguation), Agent Stark before he could finish his monologue. Our condolences go to t

The person asked. “Yes…anything!!!!!” I affirmed. The light suddenly turned back on and the person I saw standing in front of me almost made my heart drop to the ground. “Be my mistress.” he said. “Arsenio???!!!!”

Mr, Basto explained using the pen he was holding to hit repeatedly on the deck as he kept bending the chair he was siting on backwardly. Amunsa found himself speechless at this point as he looked at Mr Basto's white classes and his black bearded beard surrounding his mouth with a line of its bears well shave, going up, joining up with hairs from his head. He realized himself after awhile starring at him. "What?" he said mopping at him. "Calm down Mr Amunsa all.... " Amunsa got him off in anger. "calm down? How do you expect me to survive with such a situation how?" he stood up from where he was sitting.

It may not be much for me, but a small tiny smile appeared on his face but disappeared within a couple of seconds. Seeing that he had got what he came for he stood up and walked out before stating that he will pick me up at 7 pm. I couldn't help but still be mesmerized by him. Just days ago I was in England and hoping for a normal and peaceful life but days later the thought of normal life seems like a dream after being plastered on every media article with a man that was known for playing with women's body and throwing them away. Associated with a dangerous man but I couldn't help being charmed by this mysterious arura. Believing that there is a deeper story behind is ruthless actions.

“It was a mistake ma, I brought it out of my pocket and realized it was already on” "How long has this been on?" She asks him. He didn't answer as he shook his head. She straightened and her eyes moved to the warehouse door and remained there. The door bursts open 15 minutes later. Damien came in wearing a leather jacket and jean trousers. He scans the room in under a second. His eyes found me and his eyes narrowed. Then his gaze moves to Margaret. In this exact moment, he looks exactly like the kind of man people are afraid of.

Lorenzo. His dark silhouette filled Maxine’s vision before it faded. He lowered the blunt object he’d used to knock her out, jaw clenched. “You,” I snarled, snapping back into my own body, eyes flaring open. He looked up, knowing exactly what I had done. Knowing exactly whose mind I had invaded. His voice came out like a growl of thunder: “Stay out of her head. Humans are not for us to control.” I smiled slowly, coldly.

A balding man approached the table with two bodyguards. " Mr Xavier! Good Afternoon!" Jaxon and John said in unison. " Have you been waiting long?" The man asked. " No, Sir. We just got here." John answered. The man helped himself to a seat. " Ah! The rogue billionaire businessman, Jaxon Hearst. It's nice to finally meet you in person." " The pleasure is mine,Mr Xavier, and I'm not a rogue." Jaxon laughs. " Says the man with billion dollars empire and is still raking in more." Mr. Xavier said. He snapped his fingers and one of the guards lit a cigarette for him.

My eyes widen and I link my warriors, "hold up, keep your position, we found her, but I need to hear what is actually happening." Stacy's uses her haughty voice, "uhm, Braddock is extremely wealthy, he's an Alpha and he needs an heir," she takes a breath, "I need the money and power he will provide me. I don't mind sleeping with the old fuck at least once, so I can pop out a pup for him and then I lay back and enjoy my life, without a care in the world." I arch a brow to my 2 best friends, the looks on their faces is pure disgust, I open my pack mind link, "Stacy has been found and will not be coming to our pack, warriors stay in place all other pack members, thank you for helping and retur

"Pretty, isn't he? New guard, just started today, Christian Ball." Stark chokes on air before downing a glass of water. The Red Wolf isn't easily fluttered, but he's always been partial to humor. Victor wishes the ground would swallow him up right now. "It's nice to meet you, Christian," Stark finally says, though his eyes flash dangerously. The ringer buzzes, and suddenly prisoners start standing and bussing their trays. One of Starks's Betas takes his tray for him, moving over to where a line's begun to form.