My Mc. Novels & Stories

“We’re bringing them here to my island might as well act the part.” Andre raised his stylus. “I like that plan, with two exceptions. Palmer Mc Yntire, with the Mcmahon Fund, is a big exercise buff. Just finished his first Ironman triathlon. If you want to have that meeting in the gym while you work out, it might impress him.” “Done,” I said. “And the other exception?”

I smile inwardly, knowing the reason the network went off all of a sudden. Rio's behind it. Well, too bad for him, I've so many other ways to get to him even without the internet. In fact, I have a particular thing I'll hit, and he'll come begging. “...I think this is going to affect our bonfire party tonight, Alpha Hunter. The other MCs coming for the party might think we'll try to set them up.” Oh, the bonfire party. My MC isn't the only one functioning across the realm. There are five others that operate secretly like mine. We host parties and street races together, and tonight, my MC, the Iron Claw, is hosting a bonfire part

I couldn’t sit around the clubhouse anymore. Macy, a sweet teenage girl who works here part time, comes over to the booth. “ Hi, Mr. Ace. What can I get you today?” she asks. Macy is a good kid and is always in a chipper mood. Watching her, it makes me wonder what Ailee was like as a teen. I need to ask Cormac or one of the other guys for some stories. “ Hi, Macy. I’ll just take a glass of iced tea for now. I am meeting someone and will order when they get here.” Macy nods and heads off. I hear the chime of the door and look up.

Titles, careers, marriages, reputations — they faded beneath the intoxicating freedom of becoming exactly who they truly were. Under His rules. Under His watchful eye. Under His control. And tonight, as thunder rolled across the city skyline and another discreet black car pulled into the alley behind the club, Master William Steele had the distinct feeling that Fantasy was about to change Him forever.

yeah" badiyya said to her friends " Your response just confirmed that what I said is true . You will know him soon enough,i promise . I just found out that the CEO has finally arrived and also eager to welcome you all. Everyone put your hands together as we welcome the founder of MECHTARB group of company, MR MUHAMMAD SADIIIIIIIIIIIIQ" shouted the MC A whole bunch of applause went round the room as the curtains on the front stage open to welcome this mysterious man. And here he was the man whom everyone has been waiting for with a wide smile glam on his face

This MC gotta be kidding me. I turned to the MC and poked her side to get her attention, "Uhm... Excuse me, I was not told about it." She just smiled and ignored me. She turned back to the people and said, "Let's welcome her handsome and hot fiancée..." she turned to me like she was teasing me before she continued what she was going to say, "Alyn Crawford!" After hearing that name, it seemed like my heart and world stopped. What... Is happening?

I guess, wala na rin namang magagawa ang panghihinayang namin. Macy is a grade-conscious type of student. Sa aming walo, siya ang nakikitaan ko ng potensyal na makakamit ng Latin Honors sa graduation namin. She might be a go with the flow kind of person, but still, alam kong mahalaga rin sa kaniya ang academics. Maybe nahihiya lang siguro siyang magsabi. I really feel bad for her.

I say. “Maybe.” Mace rests his head on his father’s broad shoulder. I try to carry him but Calum shakes his head. “What were you doing?” “Getting ready for my session,” I answer. Calum responds with a confused look. I slip two fingers into Mace’s closed fist. His closed eyelids twitch but they don’t open. “I know it’s not until a few hours but yeah.” “Do you think you’ll ever come to New York?” he whispers. Mace is asleep. I smoothen the invisible creases on my shirt. “Not now. But sometime in the future? You could open another branch for GC or BC.”

(Yesterday) A: Justin, I remember you love MC clubs. I am in one right now. It's called Night Reaper. Please, come.(Yesterday) I froze at the club name. My club. Last night. I stared at the phone as if it were a bomb. I needed to know. I tapped the voicemail icon and played one of hers from last month. “Justin, he won't let me work. He is hurting me again. Please, call me, huh?” Her voice was broken. But I didn't fail to recognize it.

spoke Rick as he glanced at Anita, nodding his head in acknowledgment and thanks to Anita's saving grace. "Thank you again Anita if you are ever in a tight place in life then give me a call I'll be there, and I am sure if for some reason I can't make it Monica would be more than happy to step in for me," he said passing her his card as he let out a chuckle.