Random Guy Novels & Stories

He’s still here. I glance at him from another table I’m serving, my brows twitching in confusion. It’s not the fact that it’s been two hours since he walked in. Randy and others like him, have a habit of getting round after round of whatever the cheapest alcohol they can afford. With money gotten from dubious, semi-illegal means. No. It’s the fact that this strange man, who’s dressed in a black fitted shirt with short sleeves that emphasizes how firm and broad his shoulders are, and the fact that he definitely works out his chest muscles in the gym…

No one else apart from my schoolmates knows that name or have I gone viral? “S - sir, how do you know that —” The gates let out a low buzz before they parted slowly and a gentleman walked towards it. I dragged my eyes from his designer Jordans to his face and when our eyes met, all the air whooshed out of my lungs. With thick brown hair, bronze skin, and a roguish grin that'll make even the oldest woman in the world swoon, the guy before me exuded power but unlike his voice, his face was very recognizable.

Everything felt muted, expensive, intimidating. I stepped out and turned toward a hallway labeled HUMAN RESOURCES, only to nearly walk into someone. “Oh—I’m so sorry,” I blurted. “No worries.” The man was tall, probably around my age, with warm brown eyes and a slightly crooked grin that somehow made him even more attractive. “You lost?” he asked. “No. I mean, kind of. I’m looking for HR.” “Ah. Walk-in day,” he said knowingly. “Bold of you to show up in person. Most people ghost after the first rejection.”

The Goofy Goober spat between his laugh. "It's the first time I've seen her speechless" A skinny man responded trying so hard to keep himself from falling off. "I'm Marcus" the clean guy stretched out his arm. "Good to know" Anita replied and walked past him, into the pharmacy. "Brooooo! That was rude." The goofy guy walked up to Marcus and threw an arm around his shoulder. " She definitely doesn't know who you are, hahaha...ha ha *cough *cough I'm sorry sir" He bowed his head and stood with respect. Likewise the other members. With how serious the goofy man looked, it was hard to tell if he was the same person or if he had multiple personality.

” the unknown man said, I stared at him with a “what the hell” look. “Seriously dude, firstly, I don't remember applying for a job and secondly, I don't even know your name or who you are, what if you're a serial killer” I said with a smile. “The name's Adrian” he said as he steps out of the shadows, “huh?” I asked in a dazed tone. The dude was fucking hot, he has dark messy brown hair and dark golden brown eyes coupled with a muscular physique, he could easily get into any girl's bed. I snapped out of my daze when I saw him smirk, asshole. “Huh” I asked again, more firmly this time. His smirk morphs into a grin and I sneer at him,” I said my name's Adrian”. I softened my features a bit and

And show him my glass. "I'm Lucas by the way." he pulls and holds his hand out for a shake. "I'm Courtney," I reply and place my hand in his. He was a really handsome man. He was tall and when I say tall, very tall. He had brown eyes, which were quite intimidating. His hair was styled with some gel. He had a sharp jawline and nose. He had quite a few rings on his fingers. He didn't seem like a normal man. He seemed to be rich. He was wearing a grey suit and from what I know, that was from Dolce & Gabbana. What was he doing here?

His eyes were steel gray. "Name's Giovani," the man said, offering him his hand. Jack took it, shaking cautiously. He couldn't help but be suspicious of any stranger who would approach him in a bar, particularly on this side of town. "What do you want?" Jack asked, wondering if, perhaps, he had wandered into a gay bar without realizing. Looking around at the few other patrons, he didn't think that was the case, but he couldn't be sure. "It's not what I want," Giovani replied jovially. "It's what you want and what I can help you get."

Leisurely standing near the door, the fox-like eyes kept gawking at the masculine-bodied man who struggled for breath, and the next moment he collapsed. Rajeev Randhwa walked to his cousin and stopped near him, he extended his hand toward him. Rohan Randhwa took it and stood up. Rajeev Randhwa again inserted in hand in his pocket, he shook the unconscious bald man with his foot and chuckled "Hmm, still alive,"

My eyes met four guys who stood out right away. First was Mike. He was tall with broad shoulders and short dark hair. His shirt stretched tight across his chest. He gave me a warm smile that made my cheeks feel hot. Next to him sat John. John had a lean build and sharp blue eyes. His sleeves were rolled up to show strong forearms. Tom stood by the coffee machine. He looked muscular with a friendly grin and messy blond hair. Last was Ruff. Ruff had a rugged look with tattoos peeking from under his collar. His dark eyes locked on me and did not look away quickly.

Was the first thing Mackenzie said as we started trading food without even looking down "Well, he has tattoos. He has a lot of tattoos, everywhere," I say slightly daydreaming about him, "A small nose ring, and dark brown hair," I tell her, "And he has muscles, like Hulk," I compare him, using my hands to show the size of his muscles "Only you would compare that God to Hulk," Amber-Rose laughs "How did you meet him?" Mackenzie asks me suddenly, seeming suspicious. "As I was walking home from the gym I bumped into him and he dropped some money so I caught up to him to give him his money and he offered to take me home," I blush as I lie, "He's nice though and he helped me with my homework last