Mufasa Hyena Novels & Stories

She was about to cross the line from being tipsy to being really fucking wasted. "You're a bad man," she pouted. "How so?" I leaned forward, actually curious about what she had to say. She closed her eyes, humming. "You're in the mafia. You run the mafia. You kill people. You hurt them. You make money off of their suffering." "It's just a job. Nothing personal. And besides, you're a member of the mafia too." She scoffed. "Only because I'm married to you. My family has never engaged me in their..." she scratched her head, trying to find the words, "...activities. "

With her, he has finished already. Czarina sneered in anger and glared at Logan. "Fuck you, Logan! How could you do this to me?!” "No! He will fuck you.” He pointed to Grec. "If you don't fuck her, the two of you will be dead!" he ordered Grec so forcefully that he was forced to nod due to fear. Both of them swallowed what Logan said. Knowing him, he will do and do whatever he says. The two did nothing but follow what Logan said. Czarina wanted to slap Logan but couldn't because she would get hurt too. She thought she would get a Logan Castillejo, but she was wrong.

Girls always drool over his looks and personality but here his wife was considering him as a hippo. Musa raised his eyebrow and said,"Am i really looking like a hippo to you?" Kiara just flipped her hair and said," Yes you are looking like a hippo to me by your figure and giraffe by your height ." Musa didn't believe that his wife again compared him to an animal . Kiara said," I swear if you keep standing there then I will impose more animals on you .But comparing yourself to you is a disgrace from them as well".

I turned and rushed back inside the door. He had changed his habits and behaviour toward me a lot. He tried to be a good person to me. He genuinely cared for me. He threatened me that he did not want a single tear in my eyes. He apologised for forcing me to marry him. He would be seething with anger and still would pass his smile to me. I had heard mom saying he had been crueller to people than before. He had wiped away more than half the men of the south mafia. He was badly craving to have Maya back to kill her. She was also one of the killers of his brother. Tears rolled down my cheeks. I reached the balcony and stared out.

I mean how could anyone who was human did such a thing and how come nobody had reported the issue? Maya felt her blood boil as shee approached the man and holding his hand as he was about to hit the elderly man. “Excuse me, what do you think you are doing in here!?”. She hollered. She looked at the golden wrist watch at his rich and scoffed. “I understand that you rich people have this mentality to see everyone else under you as slaves but you aren’t even human!”. Maya threw his hand aside as she turned to the brutally brusied old man on the ground, helping him up. “Mister, stand up”

Seventeen years had passed. Luna can be seen running after her pet, Apophis. Her long, black hair shines under the light of the sun, thanks to her silver streaks. "Got you! Please don't run away every bath time, Apo." she hugged the being in her chest and went to the back of their house for the bath. Apophis is a mutation between a pig and a dog. After what people call the "Omega" or the end of the world, governments tried to save living things on land. This includes mutations in animals and plants to try to repopulate the world. Apophis is one of them.

But when I turned around, it wasn’t him. It was Murphy. My whole body froze. He walked toward me casually, hands in his pockets, a lazy smirk on his lips. My fists clenched by instinct, though I didn’t know what I could do with them. I was scared, any sane person would be, but I wasn’t going to show it. “You’re one of Bruno’s men, right?” I asked, keeping my voice steady. He tilted his head and gave a half-smile. “Yeah. I run a few of Bruno’s businesses in Colombia.”

He was sitting in the dark. Although it was bright outside as the sun was gleaming on the top of the sky. Magro was standing next to his chair. They were mulling over something. He was rubbing his fingers on a one day grown stubble. He was fully impressed with his wife as she was taking good care of Enna. He was repenting giving marks on her body. He didn't mean to but he could not afford to lose the heart of this family, Sienna. She is the reason for his smile. He never felt alone but when he had seen the dead bodies of his parents and his elder brother and sister-in-law. It broke him completely. But Enna's face kept him alive. He was glad to just be a businessman. But the slaughter of his

Elara’s POV ‘I, Elara Saint Clair, will serve Don Marco Conti as his submissive bride and personal pet for as long as my master pleases.’ What the actual heck?! Is he crazy?! I looked away from the ridiculous clause on the contract and up at the tall ugly pile with a stinky smirk. He tilted his head in a ‘go on' way. ‘Dickhead.’ I hissed silently and put the pen to paper, then stopped for a moment. “Chihuahua isn't that pricey. How about a cat? They're good pets.” He didn't laugh at my dry joke. “Just so we're clear, do I get to sing for you?”

The way he delivered that sentence, made it so frightening and still managed to maintain his smile made me shiver Now I see why they call him the devil. This is a man that can kill you, while smiling at you making you believe you are friends. “I do not understand what you are talking about.” I said , shaking my head because surely he was joking. What league of assassins was he talking about? My father was just a businessman and he never involved himself with that mafia. In fact I knew just how much he hated them… so does this man really expect me to believe his rubbish?