Mysterious Guys Novels & Stories

One of the guys stepped forward, stretching out his hands for me. "Oh, hi. So what is this about?" I asked, after the other guys took turns to introduce themselves. "Well, just a group of people, finally accepting who they are or what the pack tagged us to be rather. The Losers." He explained, with a sly grin. I recognised some of the other guys who had spent the night at our motel the first time I saw Wesley. "So what else do you people do?" I asked. "Solve crimes, you know, do what the supposed alpha favorite son couldn't do." Atlas replied, shrugging his shoulders.

It disappeared when I noticed some new faces sitting ahead of us. "Avan, have you seen those persons before?" "No, they seem to be new. I can't tell if they're wolves are not but they seem to be pretty antisocial. I've only seen them once this morning and they seem to be keeping their distance from everyone". I watched them with wondering eyes. There were three guys and two girls who were dressed in the same colors. Were they apart of a cult or something? I shouldn't be this curious but maybe they could be dangerous...

Their voices, once disembodied whispers, now belonged to the individuals standing right in front of me. "Hey, guys," Adrian greeted them with an ease that belied the sudden tension coiling in my stomach. His smile was unwavering, his tone amiable, as if he were merely bumping into old friends rather than individuals cloaked in mystery and rumors of clandestine deeds. I pressed my lips together, wrestling with the desire to become invisible. The three guys turned their gazes upon me, their eyes probing, unsettling. They lingered on me for a moment too long, and my skin crawled under their scrutinizing gaze. There was recognition there, a flicker of awareness that sent a chill skittering down

"There's something you need to know. A few hours ago, some weird men visited the Great Elder's mansion." I lifted an eyebrow. "Strange men? What did you mean by that? Jake stepped further into the room and lowered his voice. "I'm not sure for certain, but they didn't appear to be like anyone I have ever seen before. They were well-dressed, yet their mannerisms-something about them just didn't sit right. I sent some of our people after them, but they never called back. It's as if they disappeared off the face of the earth." My brow furrowed. "That's disturbing. What are you suggesting? Rogues?

One was sitting in front of a laptop while the other man, who seemed older, stood beside him. “From the tattoo in the picture, we managed to narrow it down to these three men.” The older man informed me, and I watched the faces flash on the screen. Yet, none struck a memory. “They are part of a very notorious cult group, and they have been on our wanted list for years, but somehow they always manage to slip away. They are believed to be involved in way more, but there isn't enough evidence.” My heart did a backflip in an instant. I was right; this was bigger than Mireille. But how?

He suddenly turned to me, and I snapped my gaze back to the hunters, avoiding his eyes. There were four men. Two of them with huge body sizes and the other two just the normal size. One of the huge guys was hairy, with a full beard, long black locs, and a weird mustache. The other was the complete opposite; he had a bald head and no beard, but he was covered in tattoos, and he had his right ear pierced. The first of the slim guys had short black hair, with a scar running from his eyes down to the top of his lips like a tear. His whole left arm was covered in tattoos of weird patterns, and his eyes were dark as if they brooded evil. The second of the slim guys was a bit different; he had a sh

“They're so many weird things happening around here these days. Take for example, the new boys. One is a gangster and the other, a fine gentleman. You would wonder how two dissimilar individuals manage to find friendship with each other.” Piqued, I paused mid thought, looking at her. “ Hang on, you haven't met them?” “ Met who?” I replied, hoping my guess is wrong. She steps up to me, and lowers her voice in a whisper, her eyes roaming around like she's fearful someone might hear or see her telling me a confidential or classified information. “ You know how the news been carrying stories about mafia activities recently?” I nodded, although I hadn't come across any or given my attention to it

Sabrina gave him a thumbs up. “We’ll do our best to make this as painless as possible,” Sally the anchor said. “Now, most of us have heard of the mysterious criminal known only as, ‘Ghost’. True crime junkies, internet chat rooms, YouTube channels, podcasts… some much time has been dedicated in trying to find out anything about him. Why do you suppose that is?”

"Okay." If it weren't for the imminent situation, Samuel really wanted to meet the other party now. He was also curious about what mysterious man wanted to see him. He shook his head helplessly. He didn't know what day it was today. First, there was a mysterious group of masters in white who didn't want to reveal their names. Now, the four dragons brought some so-called the Mysterious Man. Even the army of Hong Luan was really a force that Samuel had never thought of.

"It's not too bad. It looks like there's a little scrape but nothin' serious." "Thank you," I respond shyly, eliciting the most enticing smile I've ever seen. I can't help but return his grin. His friend, Brian, wanders off, meeting up with a group of guys. I assume they're all friends traveling together by their interaction, and I watch them with amusement. They look like a fun group. "You okay?" Mason knocks me out of dreamland.