Neil Flambe Novels & Stories

he replied, “Then who has someone so pissed off at them that thousands of dollars of damage was done to their car?” He ran a hand over his close-shaven skull, the fingers brushing tattoos running up and down his neck and throat. Paul could be one scary motherfucker if you met him in a dark alley. “I thought only you pissed off people that badly.” Grinning, Alaric sat his cup down. “Nope. Apparently there are people out there who have a more charming personality than I do.”

Neil said angrily. Neil thought that his father was too cowardly. He made him kneel before Fane the other day to apologize to him. The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he was; it felt like a mental health problem was developing inside him. This brat was just a veteran, was he really that terrifying? “Neil and Ken are here too!” Fane looked over and smiled. “These rich boys know each other so it’s normal. Moreover, they’re on the same wavelength and are usually up to no good!” Selena said with disdain.

The nervousness and jealousy which was common a thing among woman was thrusting their souls. When the introduction started, the men gave their names first and the roles they would play in the board. The secretariats were three men, the sturdy, short man was the secretary of the board and the two other men were supportive staff. The two support staff also bore same weight and height as the secretary. The two support staff were busy shuffling papers here and there as their boss did the introduction. The short man mentioned his name as Sammy and his other two colleagues gave their names soon thereafter. But I got some names as Wembe, James Elizabeth and Vitoria but missed some names before the

Neil was the super genius of Eastern Thunder Base City, a Rank 7 Transcendent Being. "Sofia, who is he?" Neil stared intently at Lucas. If he hadn't seen Lucas before, he wouldn't believe that there was such a good-looking person in the world. "What does that have to do with you?" Sofia looked at Neil indifferently. Neil was not angered when he heard this. Instead, he was overjoyed. He looked at Lucas. Neil said indifferently to Lucas, "Boy, who gave you the courage to walk with her?" The people on the street of Eastern Thunder Base City began to stand-by and watch them. They all pointed at Lucas.

Before Miles could bat an eyelash, Neil clenched his fist and slammed his fist into his face. His nose cracked and a deep cut appeared on his lips. He staggered back and held his reddened cheeks, spewing blood from his mouth. “Tell me where the girls are?" Neil roared and he flinched back, falling into the bed. “Who are you?" He managed to blurt out. I dragged out a chair and slumped into it, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket. “Who am I?" I muttered, lighting a cigarette. He tilted his head in my direction and stared curiously at me.

Straightening I roll my shoulders "You've heard correctly." I notice the way his fingers tighten around the silver head of his cane when he clicks his teeth with his tongue, "Is that so?" He moves forward, the darkness obscuring half his face while the other half is lit by the dim lights on the balcony. "And where is the soon-to-be Mrs." “She’s around,” I reply flatly, my tone clipped enough so he'll know to end the line of questioning. Neil is like a ticking time bomb; at any moment, he could explode and take millions with him.

I didn’t have the chance to reject the food this time, I needed energy for my escape. Neil took his seat at the edge of the bed watching me, he suddenly pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. I frowned slightly seeing that. “You smoke now?” I inquired. He glanced at me but didn’t say a thing. I mean, the Neil I know detests smoking, his father was a heavy drinker and smoker. Neil detests his father and anything relating to drinking down to stupor and smoking. He seemed to hesitate at first but finally responded, “Stop acting like you know anything about me.” He mumbled locking eyes with me.

“It’s alright. I’ll grow on her. You’ll see when you get back from your honeymoon.” “Please be a rose and not a fungus among us.” “Okay, you’re sleeping on the sofa. No, the floor. Yes, the floor. Fungus among us. Neil! What are you, twelve?” “Okay, I’ll let you deal with that Fun Gal issue. I appear to have my own.” Damien said to Neil. He half joked with his friend and realized for the first time; he meant it. Damien had similar issues. He must dress to see if April is safe. Or if she needs saving right now.

"Aah good morning beautiful ladies. Natalia care to enlighten me who is this beautiful woman?"While his eyes were trained on me. "Uh..h M..My bestfriend Zita.Zita this is my neighbour Etienne Martin." "Nice to meet you " Zita said "The pleasure is all mine." "Need any help ladies?" "Uh..no,we can manage".I stuttered. "Sure...Have a good day both of you." "That hot piece of ass is your neighbour?"exclaimed Zita.I sighed.

She didn’t blanch at the sight of my blood running down her leathers, but rather held me tighter. “Get her out of here,” Castor said, although he didn’t need to.” I struggled weakly as she began to guide me away. Even now, with blinding pain shooting through every fiber of my being, with a knife still lodged in my hand, all I could think about was my mate. Then, as if on cue, a collective gasp rippled through the crowd. I turned, my vision swimming as the smoke parted. Neil emerged from the burning building, his skin streaked with soot and blood. In his arms, cradled against his chest, was a tiny bundle.