Mr Malcolm's List Book Novels & Stories

Stanley Curdle, the only person who could tell Malcolm what for in the firm, stood by the windows of his office, silently trying to pick his words for Malcolm. “Malcolm, I know it’s been hard working on the project without Melody. She would have been your perfect match. Your yin to your yang. But you need help with her gone. Your work is suffering. Please, I gave you a list of candidates, pick one. If you can tell me what happened between you and Melody. Then when we find her, we’ll try to repair the damage. You’re both too good to lose.” Stanley pointed to the files on his desk he left there for Malcolm to study before he decided. They were all good, not as good as Melody. But he could pick

“Last night, after you walked out, money moved. This morning, after you spoke, more money moved.” Winnie snapped, “We are not doing this.” Malcolm glanced at Winnie. “Then stop standing in a city built on it.” He looked back at Freeda. “You shook something people thought was settled.” Freeda’s throat tightened. “So you made money.” Malcolm nodded. “I did. Because I was ready.” Kris scoffed. “Congratulations.” Malcolm ignored her. “Randy was ready, too. Scott was ready too. The difference is, I do not need either of them.”

Malcolm shouted back "-I only have one month, why do we have to go to Europe, I have to work and practice, let me rest Alicia. I can shoot some advertisement to earn money" Alicia sighed then looked at him fiercely "Are you this arrogant, your success has reached your feet, until you can not remember how you can achieve your goal? Because I am Malcolm! I helped you so far! How dare you say that, said you want to rest!" Alicia yelled when Malcom was silent and didn't reply then took the bottle of bourbon that he had taken Alicia earlier "You're crazy! Stop it! Stop drinking! I said stop!" Alicia sneered as she tried to grab the drink bottle in Malcom's hand, then Malcom threw the bottle on th

The simmering kind that didn’t need to be expressed loudly to be felt. Hunter’s eyes narrowed as he picked up the notebook, flipping through the pages. He scanned the coded messages, the lines that made no sense to anyone else but him. Malcom had been feeding Jackson everything— every plan, every movement, every weakness. All of it was there. “We’ve got him,” I said again, feeling a sharp sense of satisfaction in my voice. “Malcom is the one who’s been working against you. He’s the leak.” Hunter didn’t respond immediately, his gaze still locked on the notebook. When he finally spoke, his voice was as cold as ice. “Then we deal with him.”

Maybe that'll give us more information Malcom tails behind me and keeps murmuring something I can't make out, I brush it off and take the book in the corner of the bookshelf. I cough and wave off the dust coming off it, dumb stupid asthma. Malcom snatches the book from me while showing no care that I am finding it very difficult to get air into my lungs. I continue to cough and search for my inhaler in my pockets, Malcom puts his giant fat chubby finger on my lips telling me to be quiet while he reads. Fucking bastard.

“What do you want?” Malcolm looked at him in silence for a while. Then, he said slowly, “I did something stupid.” “Not your first time but what did you do this time?” “Sit down,” he answered, gesturing to the chair across him. He watched as his friend sat down with a curious look now on his face. “Did I tell you that I arranged a meeting with the McClains?” McClains was a new yet fast rising Enterprise that Malcolm had hoped to invest in and he had been working on pitching a business idea to them for months.

"Ye're on the list, too." Malcolm caught his breath. "Are you saying everyone on the list is a vampire?" "Yeahh." Tommy grimaced. "I'm sure you know what this means." Malcolm sat heavily in his chair. good lord, this was terrible. His voice came out as a whisper, "They know about us."

I wanted to know Malcolm's plan and how I and Richard can find a way to finish him up quickly. After pacing up and down and standing restless, 12:30 reached. I picked up my car keys and drove to the restaurant quickly, by the time I got there it was 1 already. Malcolm is quite an accurate man; he was already been seated and waiting for my arrival. I got upstairs and without much time wasting I asked “what should I do?” Malcolm laughed quite mockingly and said “calm down your answer is all in that brief case.” Malcolm signaled one of his men and the brief case was brought to the table.

Nora shake her head in regret for her parent silently. "He's ready to learn, he's a good boy" Mr Malcolm said. Nora laughed at her Dad, "it's okay Dad, Mr what's that your name again oh my bad you're now tje Malcolm right? Welcome to the family" Nora said coldly and take the stairs heading upstairs. Liam seat down looking at Mr and Mrs Malcolm silently, "I wonder how Micheal is going to take this" Mrs Malcolm lament silently. "Anyhow he takes it,if he's not okay with it he should stand up like a man and leave that stupid thing he called profession!" Mr Malcolm barked.

The above-average ten-year-old boy shakes his head slowly while avoiding my eyes. "I have had human thoughts my entire life, Amber. But I have been stuck as an animal for all of it....just stuck. Planning and protecting those around me since I understand things better than them.....I'm not like them. Don't you get it, Amber? I don't feel like a kid, Amber. I feel like a man, and as a man, I refuse to live under another man's rule. I refuse to act like a happy child instead of the hardened survivalist I am. You have no idea what it is like being locked inside the body of a beast without the ability to talk or properly express yourself. But now I'm free. Now I can leave...I. I have been planni