Mr Merman Novels & Stories

Damned it!!!. He is my Ex-gay Lover. “No!!!. Not again. Not again Peter Jackson”. Perry Juan the secret Billionaire who has been giving Jefsexy support and had earlier signed a memorandum of understanding with him screened at the top of his voice. “We must tame him this time. We must tame him right now, right here and very fast”. He shouted with a mixed feelings of anger and confusion. “Calm down boss. We can't get solutions like this. We have to put ourselves together and plan something very brilliant.” One of his loyalists consoled him as he emptied a half bottle of whiskey into his glass cup placed in front of him.

Always makes her remember the unpleasant story of her youth. "Come on, I'll introduce you to Mr. Layson, he is the owner and commissioner of the Emerald company which will be contracting you for two years." Without Avelyn's approval, Lean pulled Avelyn's arm closer to the group of middle-aged men chatting near the pool. At a glance Avelyn could already judge how the men were. A group of exclusive middle-aged men with abundant treasures who look still charming at their age that is no longer young. For a moment, Avelyn thought of Elvis, who had not touched him for a long time. Since they did the cold war, she had closed herself off from Elvis. She confined herself so that the man did not even

He gave me a brief and discreet smile before his face went straight again. It was our Head Scientist, Damien Moretti, and he was equivalent to a half-Italian sex god. I could just tell that Sharlene was drooling at the sight. He didn't spare Sharlene a glance and went back to speaking to the older man next to him, not before running a hand through his straight black hair. I turned to look at the other man that stood beside him.

He walked into the interview room, his heart heavy with grief and his mind consumed by thoughts of Anne and their lost child. Chris walked into the room, expecting to see a panel of interviewers or perhaps a single interviewer. But instead, he was greeted by a single figure sitting behind a large, imposing desk. The man looked up as Chris entered, and their eyes met. Chris felt a jolt of surprise at the intensity of the man's gaze. He looked...cold, and yet, there was something piercing about his eyes that made Chris feel like he was being sized up. "Ah, Christopher Sterling?," the man said, his voice deep and commanding. "Please, have a seat."

"But Mommy, Mr. Jefferson's already really nice to us. I don't want to pretend to be sick to trick him…" "Shh! You're not pretending. You have severe depression, and you're not allowed to say otherwise again!" Then, Jacob's pained yelp rang out. "Mom, you're hurting me…" "Be good, Jacob. As long as you listen, I'll buy you the toy you want most." I shot a cold look at the staggering Harold in front of me. My voice was edged with mockery. "You heard it, didn't you? That's the childhood sweetheart you were so desperate to protect.

Maybe, I have pushed him too far, but I find I don’t really care because he deserves it. “You will regret choosing that rat over me I promise you. I am whats good for you but you are too stubborn to see it but don’t worry soon you will” he straightens his clothes and touches the sore spot on his face that is beginning to bruise and leaves. I sit there in silence after he leaves, trying to make sense of what has just happened. My phone beeps, its Marcus letting me know he is making dinner and so I should not be late for dinner; he also tells me he has discovered something called the DC universe and his crush now is Jason Momoa and that he and Aqua man are going to have a village of kids and l

He was the most impatient one among all of them. The eldest man, who happened to be holding a gun, frowned. He was the boss that the guy with the red bandana was talking to. His name was Gunnar, and he was very muscular compared to his lower comrades. Gunnar replied to him, “Be patient, Shark. If that man doesn't show up in the next 15 minutes, I'll make sure that this young lady suffers beyond anyone's imagination. One way or the other, it's going to be fun for us”.

Ace felt her body tensed in an instant, her hand that he was holding the entire time turned cold, but he couldn't find a word to help her out, he wasn't really aware with her past and he knew nothing about them that's why he chose to stay quiet. He gently squeezed her hand making her turned to look at him straight in his eyes, she saw comfort with his beautiful green eyes with specks of amber as if telling her not to be scared. She squeezed his hand tighter and turned to the old man. "yes I'am" she replied honestly. A loud sound of thud distracted them all, Mr. Rick Mazon fainted to the ground, and that started a commotion on the huge hall. "medic! someone call the medic!" voices echoed the

Inner Devil: 'Look at this manager. His hairline’s retreating faster than his customer service.' Inner Devil 2: 'Someone get this man a helmet. He just poked a dragon with a toothpick.' “You’re standing on the edge of unemployment,” Kenneth said, voice low and icy. “I paid half a million dollars for this honeymoon, and this is the service you’re proud of? Keep talking and you’ll be demoted so fast you’ll be unclogging sewage lines with a plastic fork. And that’s if I’m feeling merciful.”

He pulled five hundred dollar bills and put it down on the table. "The rest is yours after the bill." And with that he just walk out of the room. The other two followed him but the lady gave her a wink before marching out also. Amanda thought it was not lady-like at all to wink but the lady looks cute winking like that. She smiled inwardly. She looked at the money on the table and frowned why did he gave her so much. Whatever his motives is, she's grateful of the added tip.