Mr Incredible Captured Novels & Stories

Not even excluding Jayden. What stole everyone's attention was a human just like them but not exactly the two men expected to see. It was Maria, also known as Mr Grumpy personal doctor. A little smile danced on her plump tomato-coloured lips which held the perfect shade of red that matched with her high-low sleeveless dress. She exceptionally stole that moment as every eye present there was fixed upon her.

I said to him as I wriggled my arm out of his grasp and sprinted to the nearest intercom. "Sorry, can I use this? It's an emergency." I said to Francine, one of our scriptwriters and she just nodded at me as she chewed on her licorice while typing away on her computer. I immediately dialed the nurse's office and thank goodness they picked it up immediately. "Hello, Nurse Miles, speaking how can I help you?" "Nurse Miles, this is Cath from the creative team. We need medical assistance here on our floor. Sir Mitchel's secretary is vomiting non-stop in the women's comfort room." I said to her in panic.

He had been to Kendrick's mansion countless times within a year after noticing the gradual downfall of the Harrington Supreme Company. Without staring at his wife who was standing behind him with intense curiosity, Victor pushed the door open. The instant he stepped feet into the room, his hands subconsciously covered his nose because of the strong stench in the room. He even stepped back and mistakenly hit his wife in the process. ‘What is the meaning of this nonsense?!’. He thought, as he couldn't believe it. Still covering his nose, he entered the room further and saw the unconscious Kendrick, who was asleep on the floor.

her voice was barely above a whisper. Imani clamped her hand over her mouth, eyes wide with disbelief. Surprise had taken hold of her, threatening to spill from her lips in an uncontrollable gasp. Imani could hear her heart pounding in her chest. Of course, she knew about the mafia, but it was one of those things you never paid attention to. There were only rumors, and at times the police would be investigating, and suddenly the investigations would come to an end. She had thought it was because they were unable to prove anything. To have Elena sit across from her, with terrified eyes and tell her she had been the mafia's captive was unsettling. "H... Hh... How? Wh... why? What did they want

I had been nervous ever since I was coached on the kind of person she was. "If she doesn't show up in the next five minutes, we're leaving. I don't want shit." Marco sounded irritated. "I'm sure—" "Hello, guys ." A sharp sweet voice busted from the door and a tall beautiful woman walked in. I instantly recognized her as the woman we came to meet. Mrs. Martinez. Her way of dressing showed how much she has a fashion sense. And I won't deny the fact that she was more beautiful in person than in picture. "I'm Marco, Angelo Santoro's little brother." Marco stood up from his seat and pushed his hand forward. "I'm sure you know me already. Victoria Martinez." She shook Marco's hands. "She's the eve

Alyssa said, looking confident. “Okay,” I said dragging her to meet them. “Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Russell Emerson”. I said. They smiled at us. “Hello, Elena,” They both said. “You’re looking beautiful,” I complimented Mrs. Russell. She was wearing a wine-red color dress. It was floor length, and her hair was set in a sleek bun. Her makeup was natural, and she looked beautiful. I was a girl but I was stunned to see her beauty. Nobody would guess how horrible her past was. How she stayed in a house full of murders and drug dealers until Gabriel Russell came to rescue her.

Now, outside my skyscraper office, I could see the driver already pulling in my latest model of Mercedes Benz. I opened the door and entered swiftly not being in the mood for any paparazzi shots. “Good afternoon sir. May I drive off?” I heard my driver ask. “Yes of course.” As he was driving off, I saw River holding a box of bagels and an iced latte. Is that an afternoon menu? The sight made me laugh slightly; River Harper, what a character. In a few minutes, we pulled up at Green Incorporation, where I had the meeting; the crazy thing about the CEO is that he literally just appeared from nowhere and is fast rising to the top.

"President." Rushing to the room, Danic put down a tab on the table and reported, "We have tracked down where madam is, she is on the top floor of BRZ hospital right now where Mr. Bronze is hospitalized. His men are guarding that floor and since it's his hospital, it's a bit hard to rescue her at this moment."

I just needed a few more inches to grab him. But in an instant, he was yanked off of Astrid and I was tackled to the ground by a block of cement. I howled loudly in pain and I frantically tried to escape but the weight on me prevented me from doing so and soon I felt large hands take hold around my throat and a loud shriek was heard beside me.

Marcus Except I don't fall. I am yanked down and into a heap on top of a hard body. I am dazed for a moment; what has just happened? I try to sit up, but a strong handheld me down "please don't do it, "a voice beneath my body says beseechingly. I tug again as I try to sit up to look at the person behind the voice, but he refuses to let me go. "Please let go of me," I ask politely. "No," he answers, sighing, "I just want to sit up, please," I try again; he hesitates a bit, but he loosens his grip on me. I sit up, and so does he. He looks at me cautiously, afraid I'll spook and try to jump again. He sits up, and I finally get a good look at him; by God, he is good-looking. He has these vivid b