Mr Hopp Novels & Stories

I sniffed and wiped the tears off with the back of my hand. It was from Art Wilson. *I have made my decision, drive up to 1703 road and I'll let you know what I think, meet me there at 9:00pm* I laughed to myself, great, this is what I need to deal with now. * I pulled up to the rooftop bar right at nine. String lights hung everywhere and soft music played but I spotted Art leaning against the railing like he owned the view. That cocky smirk sat on his face the second he saw me. He was still in the same suit from earlier.

That spot in my memory remained blank. “And this is the vault,” Mr. Hopler announced, pointing at the large, round hatch with scanners and a key panel on the side of it. Three members of the board pulled out their keycards and pressed them to the scanner in a certain order. Then, Mr. Hopler typed a code on the key panel. Finally, a click sounded, and the light above the hatch turned from red to green. “See how generous I am?” I heard Gaspare's voice behind me, and my whole body shuddered. “I'm allowing you to enter MY vault.”

"I know some folks been lookin' for ya." The bail jumper froze for a moment as he caught a good look at the towering man standing beside him, then he got an idea and threw the remainder of his drink in Brick's face. The annoyed werewolf growled as he wiped the beer from his eyes. He took one look at his crew and waved them off. Brick's eyes were blazing with rage when he turned to Clive who had been trembling as he inched his way toward the door only to find himself surrounded by other members of The Howler M.C.

Yan pouted and April glared reluctantly at her. “ Pleeeeease” Yan pleaded. April let out a frustrating groan. “ Fine, I won’t tell him a thing” She said. “ Promise?” Yan asked. “ Promise” She replied and Yan beamed. *. *. * Steven was busy discussing a project with Mr. Feng, a director of an animation industry. Steven’s female secretary, Miley, was also present and she did most of the talking. Steven paid rapt attention. Well not until his phone buzzed, snapping his attention to it.

Rebecca said trying to persuade him. "Even I agree sir, A worker like Chef Grots is by far our best chef and experienced man, if we fire him we loose him to a better company or worse him starting his own restaurant". Jake said trying to pacify him too, he thought about it more after hearing jakes opinion,

Class should be starting soon. A teacher, Mr. Reap, a mid-thirties man with a tall and lean build walks in, smiling. He has dark brown hair and a rich warm-colored complexion. "Hello everyone, I'm your attending HR teacher. You can call me Mr. Sal, Mr. Reap, Mr. R, anything. As long as it's not something I'll take as an insult," he says with a laugh.

He said popping the ‘p. “How can you be the Captain of two clubs at the same time? Isn’t it against the rules?” I asked. “It is but I guess he has his connections with the headmaster.” Jacob said making me turn towards him. “Really?” “Rumors have said that he is the Uncle too Zachariah.” He said and I nodded in response. “Also that’s how that group didn't attend the first week.” I hummed. Thinking of that, I didn't see them in the last days.

they greeted and the room replied "As most of you know we have been, well, we haven't been doing as well as we were two years ago. So after some careful decision making Mr Brown and I have decided to merge with Persons L.T.D, some of you will be transferred to his staff," Mr Caine said pausing giving us time to take it in, the room erupted in chatter. Most of them complaining while I was just happy I wouldn't be losing my job. Mr Caine motioned for silence and the room soon became quiet once more.

She asked for the nth time. "All I can say is, we are almost there," I answered with a sigh. "Better" she hissed, folding her hands. Molly Richards "Sir, you can't enter without an appointment" I heard a distant voice, it sounded like that of my P.A. The voice became closer and closer until the doors of my office bursted open. "Miss Molly Richards, my name is Marcus and my boss would love to have a word with you" the strange man said. "Ok, let him in," I said, trying to hide my fear.

He waited for Hoor to say something , but she stayed quite . " Hoor , ask your husband to have a meeting with me . I'm your father , atleast you can do this much for me " Mr Siddiqui said. Arhaan closed his eyes, he knew that he would do anything if she asked of it , a meeting was nothing . " how can I ? " Hoor started, but Mr Siddiqui said in a harsh voice . "Stop being a burden like your mother and do what I asked "