Mystreet Characters Novels & Stories

, He spoke as he got down the car and walked towards the people who came to receive him. Character's description: Ram- Grandson of Mr. Vikram. Dr.Deshmukh veer-Respected professor in the field of interior designing. Jai- New assistant of Sandy, another assistant of Aditi. Author's special. P.S: The characters and the description is complete fiction. I hope you guys will enjoy the plot without bringing logic and facts😁😅💜

Mia watches the landscape quickly pass by the window, feeling sleepy, she shakes her head not to fall asleep. After a while, she sees that the car is going in the wrong direction, she asks: - Sir, I'm going to street 138. The driver looks at her, smiles and says: - I've been a driver for a long time, I know there's a shortcut. Mia nods, after all, she really isn't familiar with this neighborhood. About ten minutes later they have not yet arrived, according to the normal route they would have already arrived. The driver is still on the shortcut. Mia thinks something is wrong...

If someone told her I was going to be like this five years back, Ayita would probably not believe but here she was with a bizzare look on her face. “I don’t have all the time in the world, lady” “46th Avenue, samba” Without saying anything again, I swerved the car and began the journey. The Vikings were not following us and it was a relief, I won’t be able to fight with her in the car. None of us said a word to each other until we arrived at her house and i didn’t like the environment it was in, one of the biggest criminal place in town. Everyone in 46th Avenue was a criminal.

What role would I play in this delicate dance of loyalty and ambition? The car slowly made its way through the bustling streets until it came to a stop in front of a grand mansion, adorned with elegant architecture and guarded by armed men. This was Don Clementine's house, a symbol of his wealth and authority. Stepping out of the car, I followed Mac Allister towards the entrance, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and nerves. As the heavy wooden doors swung open, revealing the opulence within, I couldn't help but feel a surge of anticipation of the encounters and challenges that lay ahead.

I voiced out quietly, my voice still shaking from all I had been through. Feeling tired, I sighed for the upteenth time, and I decided to lift my legs off the ground to lie down comfortably on the sofa instead. In an instant, I fell into a trance. I was happily bouncing down our street, heading to Mama's flower shop. The street is always filled with happy people, different colors, angry people, traders, buyers, playing children, chattering women, engaging passersby, indifferent passersby, fun activities, local gamblers, fighters, money changers, advertisers, and much more.

Miss Mia is an independent woman and I admire her for raising two great kids without any man helping him raise her kids- aside from Sir Flinn who's paying her salary. It's Sunday today and Miss Mia said that this is the busiest day of the street today until nine in the evening. More likely because most workers are on their rest days and it's a day for family. That is why most stall opened so early. The first street to get filled with customers is our street since most customers are dining out their breakfast. While watching the sunset, Miss Mia told me that other businesses here are run by big time millionaires and it's a secret for only few people. She said that they even dress like ordin

Yvonne was very excited, and she smiled widely. However, Matt was disappointed. 'Why does this guy have to be there on every occasion?" he thought. Matt was a smart man; he knew that Yvonne was interested in Darryl. What was so special about him? Yvonne got so excited when the man agreed to tag along with them. … At Maple Street. Maple Street was named for the maple trees planted along the street. It was also famous for the antique businesses that had set up shop there. When the weather was most comfortable in mid-September, the owners would join forces to hold an antique festival on that famous street.

Mora looked around the area and saw that there was no store, and the end of the alley, was a fence, and there were no windows, in the alley at all, no wonder it was unusually dark. She frowned, wondering if those men were merely tricking her, she turned around to leave. “So fast, why are you leaving when you have not even seen Old Joe?” one of the street urchins commented, and two others burst into laughter. Mora frowned and looked at them nervously, “I would rather not see a chemist at all, I am looking for my grandmother” she replied nervously. The street urchins chuckled “we are not going to hurt you, let's just play a little, we will help you and look for your grandmother if you satisfy

I’m glad to see we are almost on the same page. Mav has cleared my fears that he is not like the other people who hit it and quit it. So for that, I am grateful. How this strong, handsome and kind man has been passed up I will never understand. We leave the car and disengage the security system and open the door and Mystique lifts her head up to see who has come in. I smile at her and she settles again. “So, shall we grab a drink? I don’t mean alcohol. How about a coffee or hot chocolate?” I ask, as Mav shuts the front door and locks it.

Charles said. “I am sorry, boss,” Logan said. “We must go into that house in a disguised way; now do what I asked you to do,” Charles said. Logan and Charles removed their masks and Charles said, “I myself and Logan will go into that house; the rest of you shall stay with this criminal.” “Alright, boss,” Dickson and Jeremy said. Charles and Logan alighted from the car and walked towards a building among the great numbers of buildings situated on Gregory Street. Gregory Street was a new street in California. Despite the great mortality in California, she still maintained a partially large population. The streets were becoming condensed, so the government had to form new streets for her citize