No Mans High Novels & Stories

“The once meager rent of eight dollars, thanks to my vast property improvements, is now six hundred dollars. Cash only, please.” The girls were giggling as we all watched Matt count out his remaining cash, curse, then start flipping over property cards to mortgage them. He still came up almost a hundred dollars short. “I’m out,” he said glumly, “taken to the cleaners by my little brother. How will I ever show my face at the country club again?” “Oh,” I said, taking his money and property cards, “you don’t have to worry about that. Your membership has been revoked.” The girls laughed as I dodged a friendly punch.

O N E The scraping branches accidentally touched the man's cold sweat. The man was so consumed with the idea of escaping that he almost did not feel the rock caught in his feet. Even barely heard the crunching and breaking of dead leaves and twigs against his boots. Almost did not see the tall trees rising out of the earth to touch the sky, not even aware of the creaking and groaning sounds they made as they swayed. They were not important to him after all. What he needed to pay attention to was the energy and strength inside his body to escape from his adversaries.

His expression turned furious while holding his manhood. "Boys!" he shouted, and the two men who were with him in the event came inside the greenhouse and ran towards us. I guess, sending them away was also an act. Seeing those monstrous heights and biceps, it felt like this was my time. I know that if a miracle which could set me out from this doom wouldn't occur, Pierre will take me back to his mansion as a corpse. However, I cannot believe that this man cannot handle me alone. If tonight's the night that I'll last draw my breath, my dying wish is to see this cowardly man fucked up in hell.

A man came forward and faced the people. “Are you all going to stand here and spit this nonsense? We can't let a woman take over and rule us. She's weak. Women are weak, easily moved by emotions. More so, she's a child." I was trying to control my emotions, but this man wasn't helping. “I am not a child. My father, in his wisdom, entrusted me with this position. He knew that I would be the only one that will be fit for-" “Nonsense, child!" He shouted at me, “Shut up! We will not agree to this. How are you going to let her stomp over you and take over." He said, looking at Seth.

Could you play the next part of the video and zoom in on the man's face, please? The staff did what I asked. When the picture stopped, I said slowly, "This isn't my dad, Jethro. It's my personal driver, Daniel Chapman."

Just chasing the next high like it’s a sport. Adam shook his head slightly. “Lowkey impressive in a messed-up way,” he admitted. “Guy’s got zero fear. Just moves.” He flipped a few pages back, skimming parts again. “But that’s also the problem,” he added. “There’s no brakes on him. None.” It didn’t feel like growth, or even curiosity. It felt like escalation. Every situation is bigger, riskier, and more reckless than the last. “Like he’s trying to outdo himself every time,” Adam said. “Not even about the women anymore… It’s about the rush.”

THE MAN IN YELLOW

The color of his eyes is shimmering brilliantly under the light, like a burning flame. The man casually walked beside the other person. He seemed to exude an arrogant and imposing vibe for every step he took. The man threw a condescending look at Maria. His height almost matched the other person with a well-proportion physique. The man unveiled his hooded robe, revealing a pale, white skin with a handsome visage. He ignored the stunned look on the young woman's face and nudged his leg toward the black-haired man.

Number four of the most successful company in the world, according to Forbes magazine. —Fourteen Years Ago— "Come on, Marionne. Don't you even dare to think that she really likes you?" Marionne's daydreaming was interrupted by his friend's harsh words. "Why don't you just leave me alone, D.A? I just want to think in peace." Marionne replied while his eyes were closed. "She will never like you, man," D.A repeated her statement.