Mr Crabs Novels & Stories

He knows I don’t skimp on the good liquor. The door opens and I stand up. Crane appears through the door with Matt as he closes the door behind him. Crane seems to be frozen in time. He looks old and wrinkled and well past his prime but is still as active as a young wolf. His eyebrows stand up like they were electrocuted and his nose is slightly crooked. I’m sure in his prime he was better looking. Now, he looks like life has fucked him every day and he can’t remember the safe word.

Six months is a lifetime when you live at the speed of light. In the half-year since the "Reset," I had effectively restructured the reality of the eastern hemisphere. Moscow was no longer a city; it was a motherboard. The Kremlin’s ancient stone was now interlaced with pulsing fiber-optics, a physical manifestation of my own nervous system. I sat upon the Glass Throne, the Sovereign’s cold, violet logic flowing through me like a constant tide. I had ended two civil wars, crashed three black-market syndicates, and stabilized the global economy by simply removing the human variable.

“Bring the Black Coast shipment codes, the account access, and every fucking file you stole.” A sob caught painfully in my throat. What the hell were they talking about? “I swear I don’t know anything,” I whispered desperately. “I don’t even know who Ravens is.” One of the men barked out a laugh. “Damn. She really clueless.” “Not our fucking problem,” another muttered. The gun pressed harder into my skin and my breathing immediately turned shaky again. “You hear that, Ravens?” the man said into the phone. “Fourteen hours before we paint the floor with her brains.”

"Two dollars per pound for live shrimps. 80 dollars per pound for king crabs." I paused, then looked at him directly. My words were aimed at everyone in the room, not just him. "You're the professional here. I don't need to tell you what this setup usually means, right?" The moment I said that, the livestream comments, which had been shouting just seconds ago, went quiet for a beat. Then, it erupted again. Dominic's expression darkened. He glanced at the live shrimp in the tanks, clearly agitated and behaving abnormally, then at the king crab on the iced display, its color already dull and off.

Sarah Weston married billionaire CEO Dillian Vance in a three-year contract marriage. He needed a wife to secure his inheritance; she needed his family to save hers. They promised each other no love, no expectations, and no children. Until Sarah discovered she was pregnant. Believing their unborn child could finally make Dillian see her as more than a wife on paper, Sarah prepared to give him the news on their third wedding anniversary. Then Chloe returned. The woman Dillian had loved before Sarah was back and judging by the smile on his face, he had never stopped loving her. Heartbroken and carrying the child Dillian never wanted, Sarah finally understood one painful truth: She had

When Brent heard my shout, he immediately came to the kitchen and asked me, “what happened?” I told him that there was a cockroach in the cupboard. I started laughing at myself and asked myself, “Is the cockroach larger than you?”. I told him that, “Cockroaches are not larger than me but I get afraid of cockroaches”. I told him to take the coffee beans from the cupboard. He told me that you should take it from the cupboard and the cockroach should run away after hearing your shouting sound. But, I insisted that he take the coffee beans from the cupboard and after two to three times of insisting to him, he took the beans from the cupboard and went to the dining hall.

Sirene stopped what she was saying when she avoided the tree that the crab had been throwing at them. "No, if we run the crab will follow us and it will destroy the trees. The commotion would attract the animals, insects, or arthropods, and might attack us." Luna said as she looked at the crab fiercely. "That will be a great disadvantage to us," Zachary said as kept on dodging the trees that the crab was throwing. "Only a cultivator at a rank level at Green rank could defeat this crab," Maximo said as his brows were knitted together.

There were crabs with legs longer than two meters, and their pincers could easily snap a human head in two. In fact, I think we would never have made it back if we hadn’t been equipped with sufficiently advanced weapons at the time, and my companion had almost lost a leg!

"Thank you, David!" Sam sat down and helped him to the food, and several others followed. "This lobster is delicious. Minnie, try some of this!" "Mom and Dad, have some of this lobster too." "Why is this crab so big?" "Mom, this is king crab. It's crazy expensive. They cost thousands of dollars each." "What's this? It's black and melts in your mouth. It tastes so good." "This is caviar! This cost more!" "This is abalone!"