Mr Small X Larry Novels & Stories

Dayanara was furious and about to stand up. Larry took Dayanara into his arms and looked tenderly at her. "I haven't spent a long time in this city. Although I was born here, I left when I was a kid, and only just got back this year, so there are some things I don't know yet." "Haven't you heard that all the men who have been in the Black Spider's room have had their cocks cut off?" Dayanara pointed to Larry's crotch. Larry subconsciously covered his crotch.

Something was off. His eyes darted toward the direction she came from—and that’s when he saw him. Larry. Leaning against the wall like he owned the place, his jaw tense, his posture stiff, eyes following June as she disappeared around the corner. Xander’s blood began to boil. He took long strides toward Larry, slamming his glass on a passing waiter’s tray without saying a word. When he reached him, he didn't hesitate. Xander shoved Larry against the wall with a thud, startling a couple of guests nearby who quickly turned their heads, pretending not to notice.

Ivan’s eyes fall on his wrist watch, and he gives a small nod, only then did I realize that I had been holding my breath, and only started breathing at his nod. What was that? Someone clears their throat nosily, prying my eyes away from Ivan to the man standing next to him. He is in colorful shorts and a matching shirt, his smile is too wide, too eager, he reminds me of Barnabas as he looks between us. “Nice to meet you Mr. Valentine. Larry, people call me Little Larry.” I nod, clearing my throat, unsure how to proceed from here. “My Izzy hasn’t had breakfast yet, is there a place we can have something?”

ghost? "Rob sir....please.She wants Xavier." Rob looked at a distraught Larry before looking outside then back at him "Who was it?" "I dont know sir.A glowing girl." he said.Rob looked at Larry's wet pants then back at him.His firce look was enough to tell Larry what was about to befall him and before he knew it,a deep cut had set up camp on his lower abdomen. "You think i am here to play games!" Salma just gaped at a bleeding Larry as he landed on the cold floor his gaze instantly becoming lifeless. Xavier lay on the hard table in silence,awaiting his own fate,the events of that night had made him rather immune to blood and death

Xavier~ “That’s it. I’m involving the cops.” Larry abruptly got to his feet, the chair scraping harshly against the marble floor as he stormed toward the door. I barely lifted my eyes. Bad idea. Very bad idea. Before Larry could get any farther, Damian stepped in front of him with both hands raised. “Woah woah, slow down big bro.” Larry looked ready to punch him straight in the face. “The hell do you mean slow down?” he snapped. “My sister is missing!”

And deep down, under the sarcasm and stress and exhaustion… a tiny part of me wasn’t laughing anymore. ——————- Larry’s POV Meanwhile, in the back office… Larry sat hunched over his desk, swirling whiskey in a chipped mug. His temple throbbed where the can had hit. “That little brat,” he muttered. His office smelled like cheap cologne, expired air freshener, and defeat. He winced and groaned as he gently pressed the peas to his head. “Damn, that girl broke my face.” “She’s hiding something,” he whispered, narrowing his eyes. “No way that kind of strength’s natural.”

“I was so scared, Alex. I thought you murdered her.” “I didn't.” He smiled. “I guess you don't have a clue about who your husband really is.” Larry said, walking in through the door, staggering in the process. He doesn't look like himself. I shook my head. “Dramatic?” Alex glared at him. “Do not start.” He warned, but Larry continued. Larry looked at me. Killing humans is no big deal to him. He bathed in the blood of humans. He was known as a beast who feeds only the flesh and blood of his prey.”

Xander sighed, he knew that if he left without eating breakfast or at least taking some fruit to eat on the way Laura will not like it. He was huffing and puffing going to the kitchen with Larry laughing at him. Xander was older than Larry by two years, Larry was a morning person, an early riser while Xander was a night owl. He did not like waking up early in the morning but did not mind working until late at night. When they got to the kitchen, he took an apple and an energy bar then ran out with Larry behind. They drove out of the pack going to a meeting to a neighbouring pack.

And even now as they got to the clan house, he still shot him a suspicious glance. Xander suddenly drew closer to him and sniffed. He scrunched up his nose as he gave him a disapproving look, while Larry tried to remain as indifferent as possible. “You smell of human.” Xander snapped and Larry gave him a questioning look. “Yeah, I smell of human. We just left a human house, what did you think I was going to smell of? Dog?” But Xander was not satisfied. He kept scrutinizing Larry with microscopic eyes till Larry sighed in exasperation.

Larry wiped the sweat from her forehead and said in a trembling voice, "Young Madam, it's been three years. I can't recall who did it." Can't recall? Jenna almost laughed out loud and said coldly, "Larry, you are not that old. How can you not remember? That was Young Master's and my wedding night. You may forget about other things, but definitely not that night." Larry had an ugly smile on her face. She replied, "Young Madam, I really don't know what you're trying to say."