Nice Guy 2 Novels & Stories

She would fight tooth and nail for her cherished girl. Kane watched her walk away before reaching out to touch the elevator botton before disappearing inside the elevator. A smirk still playing on his lips. He liked this new Madeline who was stubborn headed and maybe witty in some way. It seems the years had changed her. He got a call from Mariana and picked up. “Hello...” “Hello Mr Kane? This is Mia speaking.” “Mia? Who are you and why are you with Mariana's cellphone?” Kane asked confused but couldn't help but feel the tenseness in the unknown woman's voice.

She was still reeling from the shock when her face was turned to the front. Giselle sniffed, her heart leaped to her mouth when she found it was Dylan. She shot him a teary glare, “This is illegal. You can’t threaten the daughter of a police officer.” She seethed on his face only to earn a chuckle. “Well brave of you to teach a gangster the difference between right and wrong,” he spoke between his chuckles, “And don’t repeat that your father is a cop, I have a good sense of hearing,” he mused and jerked her face to the side before fishing out a white napkin from the left pocket of his slacks. Giselle watched him with glassy eyes as he wiped his hands and then tossed away that cloth as if her

I prayed to God before turning. I turned around slowly, just to meet eye to eye with the gun. This guy was aiming for my head and he said he will make me cripple. What an illiterate. He was going to kill me. Looking at the gun man's face properly, he didn't look bad if you would ask me, I'll say he is a 75.99%. All the guys here are actually fine... Oh sorry you don't use "fine" for guys, they are all handsome. If not that they were looking for guns and they had guns on them I would have thought they were models for an agency. I mentally slapped myself, Joba a gun is pointed at your face and see what you are thinking about.

“Don't be dramatic. Unless there is no pretty woman involved, you don't mess shit up.” Silence again. Then, “Turn in your badge. Take some fucking time off. Lose that penchant of yours for pretty things. I suggest going to Europe or Zimbabwe.” Nick’s eyes are dead serious. “And, you look like fucking hell itself.” **

Ruby gripped her tray like a shield, scanning for an empty table. That’s when she saw him. Kai Kingston. Standing in the center of the room like the sun— and everyone else orbited him. He wasn’t even trying. He stood there in a simple gray hoodie and dark jeans, sleeves pushed up to reveal forearms that definitely didn’t belong to someone who “didn’t care.” His hair was a perfect mess, he laughed like he owned the oxygen supply, and people practically leaned toward him when he spoke. It was disgusting. But also unfairly attractive.

Now that he worked for himself, he didn’t have to shave if he didn’t want to. Nick looked over at Goldman. Goldman’s eyes widened at the sight of Nick’s A****n associate. It was the same expression Goldman had when he saw Gia at the airport. “Goddamn, honey. I have to say, you look like you have busted some balls in your day.” “You don’t know the half of it - honey,” Gia said curtly. “Jesus, Dalton,” Goldman said sarcastically. “Where did you get her?” “Don’t fuck with her,” Nick warned in a serious tone. “I’ve watched her slap two hundred pound men’s dicks into the dirt without breaking a sweat.”

His eyes never left Noreen’s disgruntled face. “Not that it was any of your business, but I don’t make it a habit to correct people’s wrong assumptions. Let them wallow in their misconceptions.” Then, Lucas shrugged. “But for you, I am willing to make an exception. To make it clear, I am the punk who got Katherine pregnant back in high school.” And with that, he snaked his arms around my waist and pulled me toward the direction of the function hall he rented for the night.

Mila (firmly):"Who are you? And why are you helping me?" He looked up, a faint smile playing on his lips. Man: "Let’s just say... I hate being lied to. And I hate women like Lily even more." Mila (narrowing her eyes): "You know her?" Man: "I’m not a fan of Lily Grant.I don’t like people who cheat the game. And Lily? She’s been cheating too long." Mila and Sally looked at each other — uncertain. Man (smirking): "Call me... your second chance."

Jason lied "Are you sure? Because I feel you're not telling me the complete truth." "I am. You know I don't hide things from you!" Jason lied again. "So tell me, How'd your date go? "Compared to the last one, this was better! I could tell she also enjoyed it. I'm glad I was able to make it up to her." "You owe me a very big thank you bro!" "Well, thank you... you know, She also spoke like an intelligent person. I mean, not a lot of people think the way she does. I really wish Ginny was more like Golder"

The stray cat I adopted had recently started looking at my boyfriend, Logan Bennett, and his female best friend, Chloe Dawson, like they were complete idiots. Then one day, Chloe climbed into the passenger seat of Logan’s car again and shot me a provocative smile. A fierce little voice suddenly rang out in my head: “Human, that woman is calling you an idiot in her head! She’s also planning to get your man drunk tonight! Hurry up and slap her! If you do, I’ll make sure you find money on the street when you leave!” I froze and stared down at Mochi in my arms. So my cat could not only talk, but also read minds and predict the future? Fine. From today on, Mochi and I would make these two s