Mr Beast Novels & Stories

I have no idea what you're talking about. "Is this a prank?" "You tell me. I just told you you've got the wrong number! I'm hanging up now." "Katherine Tetrazzini. Is this you?" "Wait, how do you..," Katherine paused to refresh her memory even though she was pretty sure she never applied for a job on a business page, and definitely not two days ago. "Who are you?" "I'm James McHale, CEO of Dell's Enterprise," Katherine froze, "do you remember me, Katherine? I'm--

Mr Brown is a very powerful person,if you are not tired of these pains,then be stubborn, "I got to go, the officer said and locked them back, Tbc

I woke up from the sound of my stomach growling, without a word; I stood up from lying on my bed; my face was a little hurt from the incident earlier when I saw my reflection, a big purple bruise. I sighed and held my cheek, and started to heal myself. My mom and dad were fascinated with my gift for healing, but it wasn't extravagant; like the doctors from our tribe, I could heal simple wounds or, like mine—Bruises.

I told him, looking around to see if Mr- Crap. I didn't even get his name. “Who?” “I don’t know. He’s really tall, had a black trench coat. He had a scar on his eye, it was a different color from the other one—” Isaiah gasped, interrupting me. "That's the CEO Zeus Corp!" He whispered, looking around like he was about to tell me a secret. "They call him god. He's the richest man in Seattle and rumored to be in some dangerous mafia cult."

She sipped a glass of red wine as she began speaking. “I presume you do know that am only doing this for your own good Irene”. Mabel said as she suddenly stare at Irene. Irene was confused, she was silent at first but she was eager to know why exactly. “I thought as much, well let me break it down for you my friend”. Mabel said crossing her legs and she spoke. “Antiono Rasemela is a kind and jovial man ,not only that,is also a billionaire”. Mabel said now staring at Irene.

I was invisible here, just like an obstacle in their little private world. "So, you're the one from the McAllister mansion?" The sudden booming voice nearly made me jump. I turned to see a familiar looking tall, burly and imposing man. I know this face as it was all over TV when I was in Paris– Chef Beau, the French Michelin star chef who has won the award so many times! Of course, who else deserves to be the head chef in the best hotel in the USA if not the best chef in the world?! And now I’ll get to learn from him, yay!!

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.

Mumbai, 2020 "I expected a more luxurious place considering your master's taste for wealth," Blackwheel said as he stepped inside the building Marcus was staying. "This place looks ordinary and the least of my wildest imagination. It looks more like a shelter zone for homeless people to live in." "Master has a way of living his life, sir," Marcus' servant replied. "From the few precious times I have spent with him, I have discovered he is more like a big fish in a small river than a small fish in a big river."

MYRA The moment we left Young Master's room, Madame Beatrice stopped walking and turned toward me. I immediately knew what was coming. "You are unbelievable." I blinked. "Ma'am?" "You talked back to the Young Master." The disappointment in her voice should have made me feel guilty. Instead, I noticed something strange. She looked more surprised than angry. "I apologize." "You called him a rude billionaire." I cleared my throat. "Technically, I only defended myself." Madame Beatrice stared at me.