My Mc. Novels & Stories

I got off work early to visit MC. I took a taxi to her place. Her life is going as bad as mine. Her father keeps coming home and picking a fight with her mother and on top of that she still hasn’t made up with her brother. Like I usually do I started complaining about my ignorant boss. MCs’ mom walked in around seven when I was about to walk out. I remembered that tomorrow is Ice cream night so I reminded them.

Lucinda asks with a smile on her face but Daren does not know the reason why his sister wants to know information on his friend all of a sudden,he answers her anyways its Drake . I did not know he has a big brother,oh yes he does have a brother Dray he is always working out when I go over to their place.I heard he has a firm in town he is so rich .Lucinda moves from her couch goes too close to Daren saw she can hear clearly what Daren had just said ,so in other words Mrs Ney's family is rich yeah I heard Drake's father owns 4schools and a university in California. I see Lucinda says as she stands up taking her phone and earphones from the table and starts walking to bedrooms a few minutes la

“Why is your life like a Venezuelan soap opera, blended with a Colombian drama, then slapped around by a Turkish series?” I stood in the doorway in a wrinkled pink hoodie, ripped jeans (not fashion, just tragic laundry), and two massive suitcases at my feet. One for my clothes. The other… packed with things I could throw at Claudia if she ran her mouth too much. “Ma,” I sighed, rolling my eyes, “I’m not going to war. It’s just Theo’s mansion. A giant house full of bitter memories, nosy secretaries, and an ex-mother-in-law who could pass as Ursula with a Latina accent. Totally normal, Ma.”

Chapter 28: One Hell Of A Skirmish The Outskirts, The Coyote M. C. Hangout, Canyon Creek, Iowa... Growls rumbled through the air as much as the roaring of the various motorcycle engines that had come to a certain area before being shut down as gunshots could be heard ringing out all along the patch of dirt the rival M. C. called their own. At first glance, Brick's keen grey eyes took notice of the damage done via the shootings and the struggle that ensued once The Badger M.C. happened upon the "Zygote" territory. Dirt and dust filled the air making it much more difficult to see one's hand in front of their face, but the Howler M.C. had multiple advantages in comparison to The Badgers M.C. an

The kind that made my pussy throb and remind me, that Steel hadn’t fucked me yet. “You're always going at everything alone. Lone wolf style,” he continued, his lips trailing open-mouthed kisses along my collarbone and neck. “This is now an MC problem, and we take care of things differently.” His green gaze met mine, and the harshness, yet caring shine in them would have left my knees buckling if I hadn’t already been held up by Steel. And seeing this, I couldn’t speak. Hell, understanding what he was telling me was hard enough! Dealing with all this MALE in front of me at the same time and my pussy’s silent prayers was making it completely impossible!

"Hurry, get the cart ready. You'll ride me home. My wife and the little one will have it with Adam." "Yes, sir." Dressed in a white La Coste t-shirt, a pair of white pants, and a white ball cap, Mr. McCoy climbed a small slope to where his wife and son sat. "Welcome, Adam." He bent over for a bottle of water, unscrewed it, and took two tiny gulps. "I was hoping not to see you until Christmas break." "Why not? It's not like I school a sea apart."

He stood near the mic and tapped into it twice before speaking. "Welcome everyone to the annual championship game. This event is going to start just exactly as the moon comes up..." The moon which I had learnt was the Mystic Moon. It was crescent-shaped and had a variety of stars surrounding it. It comes up only on July 7th of the year, and it had never changed.

I take a deep breath, feeling the cool morning air fill my lungs. I took the call. "Hello Ann!" I said. "Guess where I am!" She said in her cool tone. Should I act surprised!? "Where!? In the Martin Edward concert. But according to my knowledge, he doesn't have any concerts going on these days!" I said. My best friend is a huge fangirl of Martin Edward, or what she likes to call him, Mouse.

FREDERICK pov As I got to my study room, I picked up my favorite book, "How to win in the sport of business" by Mark Cuban. I had already gotten to the third chapter and figured I should go on with it if I wanted to sign off on the business deal with Giveon Ventures. After reading for one hour, I realized I had not heard Ma Cleopatra's voice after my parents and Ivy had left. I dropped the book and headed downstairs to search for Ma Cleopatra. I found her cleaning up the dishes and moved forward to ask what I was having for dinner.

The windows were dark. “AJ, I don’t think there’s anyone in there. The door is probably locked.” “Hah. Nothing is ever locked around here. Come on.” Macie followed her inside. The interior door creaked. The main room was pitch black so she followed the sound of AJ’s high-heeled boots clicking on the tile. Then the lights were flipped on. She blinked. And saw him. She blinked again. Carter McKay was still standing in front of her. “Macie. You’re here.”