Mr Stainy Novels & Stories

A rustling sound from behind his back made him stop from reading the book he's holding. "Professor, what's with all of these junk?," a guy with round rimmed glasses said. He was wearing a white lab coat and his unruly dark hair partially covered his ears and nape. His thick eyebrows were furrowed deep on his forehead as he scrambled over the piles of documents scattered on the floor. Leaning over the table stacked with books and papers of different sorts, he scooped down and held a tiny gray creature with big round eyes and yellow irises. The creature's body was slime-like, yet it seemed to have short limbs and a small mouth that produces a harsh hissing sound when it opens.

Craig comes in, with a man that looks like a much older version of him, followed by a woman with blonde hair fixed in loose curls and a white fitted dress. I'm not sure what Mr. Adams is plotting, but I instantly feel like grabbing a few of those margaritas that Mr. Adams is pouring into those cups. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

[girl] "My mama told me about this store." Mia, tell us as we walk into the store. Mia's mama, Mariana Lopez, is a famous fashion designer. Mariana is also the woman who inspried me to design. Since the ball was planned on such short notice, Mariana couldn't design dresses for all of us, not in time at least. Mia, Gabrielle, and Charlotte grabbed a few dresses and went to the changing room to try them on.

He had a long standing vendetta with these destructive little bitches, so he was determined to kill them all. Pearl was so upset that all she could do was sit down and cry, while Mister fought his way back to his feet. Once he was back on his feet and he had had enough, he roared a long, loud and very dominant roar, causing most of the sprites to stop in their tracks and take notice. Justin quickly caught on and he and Mister both reared back and let their big roars belt out a few more good times.

" We're only doing this to make it seem more realistic... You'll be alright," After the conversation with Zayne, I drove to the hospital to meet his doctor friend for the fake appointment. I wasn't sure if I needed to go through the receptionist since I wasn't even recognized by the hospital as an outward patient so I called his phone and let him know I was at the waiting room. After a few minutes, a young man with freckles scattered on his face and burnt yellow frizzy hair walked out of the door in a white lab coat over blue scrubs with a stethoscope around his neck. I guess he's the one I was waiting for, he approached me and stretched his hand out for a handshake, "You must be Vanessa...

Why have the milk when you could get the whole cow? She was here for Henry and it did not matter that he had married that waste of a rich snob, Elodie. She was going to have him and this was just step one of her elaborate plan, not even his mother would be able to stop her. “Do you want to go somewhere?” She winked at him. Henry smiled, he was also drunk and there was no way he could drive back home in this state neither did he want to go home. “Sure” He agreed.

Raymond Sterling possesses a striking physical appearance that commands attention and leaves a lasting impression. Standing tall at six feet, his presence is both captivating and intimidating. Raymond has a well-toned physique, honed through disciplined exercise and a meticulous grooming routine. His face is defined by sharp, chiseled features that exude an air of confidence. His piercing blue eyes seem to hold a hint of mystery, drawing people in with their magnetic allure. Raymond's dark, neatly styled hair adds to his polished and sophisticated look, while a well-groomed beard accentuates his strong jawline.

- Roberto startled and yelled at Mariane, he faced her and squeezed her arm tighter, making her barely scream in pain. "I know, I know, love, I thought that if there was such a sum of money, but I gravel his real name is called Mason Keast, you can see that he is a powerful man. Because he had hundreds of dollars in his wallet..." Mariane lowered her head and began to move her fingers out of nervousness.

Mr King Keisha Martins is what you would call a thief. A good thief; at least that's what she says. She practically steals from the bad people and delivers to the good people; at a hefty price, of course. And she reckons it's a win-win situation. Bad guys lose, the good guys win and she gets some hard-earned money in the She is quite content with her perfect little existence and risky way of living because hello, adrenaline? Yes, she absolutely loves the adrenaline that comes with the danger.

he told him and Stanley nodded with hope in his eyes. “Hopefully” he repeated and all I could do was wonder if this Carlos was a moody teenager who enjoyed acting out of line all the time. “Mrs Fitzroy… I have to say though. You look very familiar but I can't place the face quite yet. I guess it's because I'm getting old” Stanley said while looking at me closely and I stole a glance at Michael to see that he looked a bit uncomfortable. The first name that came to mind was that mysterious Miss Blair whom I hadn't met yet but since I didn't want to get myself into trouble with Michael by being too forward, I knew it was time to head inside.