Mr Fodder Novels & Stories

Love you all, mauh. B_O

The leader of the group said. "Soon I am sorry." He said sort of shaking. "It better be." The leader said. On their way out, they broke a couple of more stuff. "Do you know who youre messing with?" He was asked quite angrily. "Let's put this behind us okay." He said hugging me. I saw Wolfie staring and I looked into my eyes. Was it sadness, anger or jealousy. "Why would Moro's men be after her bestfriend?" I wondered a little out loud but it came out as a whimper instead.

A bulky man in a leather coat and a dark red scarf stood just before him. "Moss," she greeted. Moss was a huge, busy man, he had been one of the greatest snipers, except for the eye injury that he got on his last mission, he was about to hit mandatory retirement age. Cadaver thick, with dark circles under puffy eye, bushy brows, and dyed black hair combed straight back from his face, Moss looked like the bad guy from a crime novel. Except that his personality was so formal.

“Sure, Mr. Moody. I’d be happy to help.” Mr. Moody slams his hands down excitedly and rises from the desk with an enthusiastic grin. “Fantastic, Ms. Vega! I will set up an introduction with your tutor in the library this afternoon. He’ll be waiting for you there.” Feeling just as ecstatic by my choice, I rise from the chair. Mr. Moody is the most exuberant person I’ve ever met. He’s a portly guy with a balding head, rosy cheeks, and large dark eyes. He’s always wearing dark suits with funny ties that make us kids roll our eyes. The tie he’s wearing today is of Snoopy flying in the sky with Woodstock behind him.

If it was violated in any way, they would come after me and my family. I had met Emilio approximately 6 times. They were all brief meetings when I had visited home. He was a fairly nice man. He never mistreated me and he was always polite, but he was the head of the fucking mafia. I was never the person who dreamed of falling madly in love then getting because my number one example growing up was my parents.

Maddy says, nudging my shoulder with his. "I cook dinner every night, because the three of you could burn water. I am the only one with taste buds, it seems." I retort. Seriously, Halona can't even make ice. Moira can make pancakes but the always have one dark side and are kind of rubbery. Maddy can grill really well, but he isn't too great at sides. He just opens up canned veggies without adding any seasoning to it. His food is just.. bland.

"You must be special because Maddox never really looks at any girl in this school not even our most popular girl ,Jane ," "Really?"I ask surprised as the tips of my ears and cheek's turn red at the fact that someone is paying attention to me .I thought I was very flat and boring and nothing about me stands out . "Yep ,when I know something then it's never wrong and my intuition never lies,"She giggles. "I don't think I'm that special,"I mutter trying to sound gleeful "Yes ,trust me Maddox is the most cold and grumpiest person in our class .His like a shadow in school .No one messes with him and he never talks .....so yes my little lady you are special,"she smiles as she pops a fry in her mou

Britia drove while Natalie enjoyed her time to rest and look around the streets of England. On the way, Britia asked, “May I know who was chasing you until you ran away this far?” “You’d be terrified if I told you,” Natalie replied. “I don’t believe it.” Britia was curious and eager to know. Finally, Natalie answered, “A man who in the past had put me in prison. He is a mafia boss in Italy.” Hearing that, Britia was shocked. Her beautiful blue eyes glared. “I can’t believe it,” she said again, but this time with a different feeling.

“Hey, just kidding. No one dares step foot in the Maddox house without bleeding for it.” Maddox. I mouthed it under my breath. Then filed it away, pretended like it wasn't the first time I'd heard it. Curious to know more about them, I stepped forwards and sat on the sofa opposite him. "What's your relationship with them like? Are you another brother, with an 'A' in your name?" He laughed. A full blown laughter. "Friends turned brothers. So, yeah, you can say that." I nodded. Accessing him again. Deny it all you want Zayla, he's dead handsome.

He thought for a second and replied “She must be smart of course. She must also be kind-hearted and friendly with everyone.” “These are general qualities Mr.Stone. Say some different and specific ones.” He looked directly at the camera and said, “She must be so stubborn to not be able to please her even by me.” Immediately Rani cleared her throat from beside me. “That is totally different. Anything else?” the reporter asked. He nodded and replied “She makes the finest coffee. I mean she must make the finest coffee.” This time I heard all my friends along with Maam clearing their throats. I didn’t even turn to look at them because the shock was written all over my face.