Mysterious Guys Novels & Stories

He sighed before saying, “You guys shouldn’t have come.” “A group of mysterious guys suddenly appeared just now.” Dillon frowned. “Are they affiliated with you in any way? Do you have any idea who they are?” “They’re from GPE!”

These findings were published on the internet, the world journalists came up with many comments, calling them many names, but there was a man who had once traveled to space, and since his return he had been demonstrated strange behaviors, he was generally called, " doctor Strange '' he had said a lot of things concerning the captured, and only his words was different, he said they were gods and goddesses, and had came from world in past, though nobody took him serious anymore, but they usually read his articles, and general Saints part of his fans, he saw the article and somehow believed it, for his last line stated that only god lives for eternity. After every studies, Corn city suggested e

There were three guys, all dressed in black and with strange tattoos on their necks, they were kind of gathering things because there was a somewhat medium sized box in the middle, the other guy had a notebook in his hands. "Are they Kayler's friends?" asked Anne. "Why do you ask?" I wanted to know. "Because of the way they dress." she answered. I took a good look at them, they were young? Attractive, serious, but I had never seen them before, especially not with Kayler. "I don't know, Anne." I muttered. But those guys are scary, they're so... Dark. Suddenly, one of them looked back at us, dammit! He looked at us. We quickly moved away from the window.

Well, all head to bed to await the arrival of whoever the moon goddess is sending to help with this shit show. It is mid-morning, and so far, no one has shown up. The guards have been informed to let any vehicle through. Rich says they won’t be arriving by car if it's who he thinks. I noticed that Marcel and Samuel had come. Shit, even Ryan, Ian, Lyra, and Nat are here. Rich does ask if we all remember our mythology. We all look at him very strangely. I hear a couple of growls and turn to see a guy standing there. He doesn’t look phased in the least to be in a room full of wolves and other supernaturals. He has no scent and gives off an aura of pure power, not magic but power. Two

we were all waiting. “Great, where will they meet us?” I asked, and Mitne looked in the direction. Right now? Great, this is kind of going fast and easily for me. The guys are all wearing black and coming out of a luxury SUV kind of car. They have shades on, and most of them have black hair. They smell like wolves mixed with something else. They are not rogues either. What are they mixed with? I have never been to this city before, so I don’t know what is going on here.

As soon as I stepped inside the dimly lit room, I scanned the place and the faces of those responsible for making my day take a turn I wasn’t expecting. Sami was about to go on vacation, and I was already having a hard time convincing him that everything would be okay while he was away. “What the f*ck happened?” I hissed, not looking at anyone else, my gaze mainly focused on the five strange guys in front of me. I took a deep breath, struggling to keep my cool and solve this issue with a clear mind. “Who are they anyway?” They looked…different. Like foreign-different. I couldn’t pinpoint exactly why, but even before they opened their mouths, I could tell they weren’t from New York. Or the Un

Sarah, dressed in dark, nondescript clothing, had taken extra precautions to conceal her identity, her face obscured by a scarf and sunglasses. Michael, on the other hand, wore his usual corporate attire, a stark contrast to the clandestine setting. Their hearts raced with anticipation as they awaited the arrival of their mysterious ally, the leader of the notorious Terrible Tiger group. They had arranged the meeting in secret, knowing that the consequences of their actions could be dire if they were discovered. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed through the empty space, and a figure emerged from the darkness, his face obscured by a hooded cloak. It was their contact, the enigmatic lead

I glance up and catch Morgan’s eyes across the floor. ‘How are you doing, Zahra?’ she asks through the link. Thank fuck she gets me. ‘Erm… fine, I guess. Do we know who these guys are? Are they involved?’ I ask, trying to keep my tone casual as I move with him. ‘No,’ Edwardo’s voice cuts in. ‘They’re not part of the group of rogues we tracked coming in. They arrived about five minutes before. Can you tell me anything?’

“Stopped?” “By two guys. Creepy guys. Asking where you were.” His face twitched, just for a second. “What guys?” “They said their names were Manny and…” I shook my head. “I don’t know, the other didn’t say. Big. Tattoos. Looked like extras from a mafia film.” Tommy shut the fridge with a little too much force. “Shit.” “Shit? That’s all you have to say?” He scratched the back of his neck. “It’s nothing. Just some dudes from work I borrowed from, like, once.”