Pulp Fiction Paul Novels & Stories

He scrunched up his nose and shook his head as if he were disgusted. "Breathe in deep, my friend. That's the smell of defeat. You wouldn't know." I laughed and walked to the dresser beside the television. After pulling on a pair of shorts and tugging a t-shirt over my head, we walked out and stopped by the kitchen. "Where is Frank?" "He's probably with Riley and Deza." Paul opened the fridge and pulled out cold cuts and cheese as I made myself a travel mug of coffee. "Speaking of Riley." I leaned against the counter, most likely looking like hell seeing that I felt like it. Good thing we were just working on scenes and not filming for the first day.

I push him in the bushes and turn to complete the last task. My eyes searches for Officer Paul whom I find in the heap of other unconscious bodies. He's coughing badly. "Hello, Paul." I bend down and grab his collar. "Hun..you bastard! It..wasn't..our..our..pla..plan." He coughs badly and hardly keeping his eyes open. "Who says it wasn't my plan? I can never trust a filthy rat like you. Do you really think that I'd take any chances with a greedy fucker like you? I grab his jaw and force him to look at me through his slowly closing eyes.

Elle POV. Paul’s boss is the same guy from the Café, the one from the old diner, Paul’s boss is a mafia boss, but that means Paul is also into the mafia, that scared me, but in same time made me feel better, he can help me get Devil back. Paul and the guy went to have a private talk, probably talking if they need to kick me out or help me, I was hoping for help.

"He might try to bait you into getting emotional. Don't take it. This is all one elaborate game, and we're going to win it." "I can handle myself," I murmur, though I'm not sure it's true, and I resolve to follow his advice. Paul stares as we approach. He's a hard man, his eyes narrowed, and he stands. Gregory's about his same height, though where Gregory's athletic and toned, Paul's like a bear. Burly, massive, bulging against his clothing. "You came," he says, sneering. "I half expected you to ignore my request." He inclines his head toward me. "And you brought my former fiancée as requested."

If she had done that, there would be nothing to stand between her and Clark. When the servants saw Paul lying on the sofa with his genitals exposed, they were shocked. They saw the scissors in his hand and asked each other, “Why did he do this?” and, “If he was drunk, how did he make such precise cuts?” They could not believe their eyes, and before long, every one of them had made their way to the living room to inspect their master’s manh**d.

I didn't think he even knew how since it was a Vampire's link. Paul had been my first human donor. Together we learned what it was to be a Vampire. My impression of Paul before I came into his life was one of privilege. As an investment banker he had made his first million before the age of thirty. His surfer boy good looks gave him a cockiness that perfectly complimented the complete terror of my circumstances. Paul had taken my mind off my many troubles.

“Are you really sure it is Carl? Don’t think you can fool me. You sing me out, didn’t you?” “It is really Carl… I didn’t I…” Shaking his head, tears fall on his eyes. ‘What have I’ve done? I shouldn’t have… agreed with him in the first place…’ And another gun shot was heard before Paul went out of the room. “Clean up everything nice and shiny. Make sure none would know” “Yes sir” Walking out to head outside, each step that he took, there is only one person that comes on his mind. “The only one who can turn the tables upside down… ”

I opened my mouth in horror as I realized his fingernails had turned into claws. “This asshole I want killed,” Paul said with amusement, paying no attention to Archer's appearance. “Don't do anything foolish,” I pleaded with Paul, fearing the worst. “I'm not going to save your lover, so you might as well watch him die so you learn your lesson,” Paul said proudly and one of the men sat me down on the floor. What happened next was like watching an action movie. Archer approached the hooded men at unnatural speed. He hit them one by one without hesitation and knocked them out on the floor, giving them no time to strike back. That made Paul gasp in fear and try to move away, but Archer caught hi

Paul didn’t see a clear image of him on the monitor, just the top view of his head. “She was covering Leah!” He can’t be too sure if the person she’s cheating with, but there were a lot of indications of her unfaithfulness. Paul stood in front of the full-length mirror, checking his reflection. Hair pushed back and well-combed, he was ready on his body, a black coat over a grey buttoned inner shirt with matching slacks. Paul left the top button of his top open, not wanting to wear a tie. On his feet, he wore a shiny brown animal hide.

Paul started to loose his control and started showing his true Colors. He tried to jerk away from Jared but Jared punched him from behind and holded him more tightly then before. Paul hissed in pain but Jared didn't let him escape. "My question is, Who are you and what the hell were you asked to do?" I knew who he was and what he wanted but I wanted him to confess his crimes by himself.It was shocking for me when I got to know the truth but thankgod it wasn't too late yet. I wanted him to confess about how we was trying to fool us. I wanted him to confess who he was and what he had done.