Random Guy Novels & Stories

Blue I slowly stop laughing when I notice the guy's face hasn't changed. He isn't cracking a smile or laughing along with me. Neither is the woman next to me. "Are you serious?" I ask with clear disbelief in my voice. "Yes." He says. "Okay. Can I ask why?" I'm not sure what to ask if I'm honest. "I'll be right outside Mr. Rhodes." The redhead says before leaving me alone with this crazy man. "I need your help with a problem I'm having." The man says as he moves and stands at the edge of my bed.

i say in the mind link "I sense them, micheal and few more warriors are on their way to you as we speak" he answers "Ok" i say cutting the mind link as the first rogue appeared in sight I tilt my head looking at him with confusion. It's common knowledge that rogues are banished wolves who aren't apart of any pack for various reasons. Most of them go mad and become violent creatures while some are able to survive and keep their sanity, but this one before me is different. I can sense his bloodlust and i can see in his eyes there isn't a shred of humanity left yet he's doesn't give the impression of being irrational, to put it simply he's like a functioning psychopath. He smiles kindly at me b

That's a hard surname to pronounce. tate_kvngh: lol. Deffo not Russian. I took out the vowels that's why. EdwardBlack1794: lol! Good one. I walk to my bed and began to cuddle my huge hotdog pillow. I was still holding my phone and I don't know why I'm talking to this random man. I don't know why I'm hooked with talking to him even though he's a bit serious in responding to me. tate_kvngh: what are you up to now?

He also knows that his friend is hitting him. I looked at Zedrick who was seriously looking at his friends. He was holding the beer he was sipping. "How are you, Eliza?" Emily asked me. I turned to him and observed his appearance. He's only wearing a bra and short jeans, that's why his wife is so good at his place. It's not like me who is still wearing a t-shirt and shorts that don't go past the knees. "Okay," was the short reply. I really don't want to do plastic surgery with this girl because I know it's the same for me.

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.

Delightful. My legs started screaming from standing, chatter blending into background noise. I slinked toward the bar, hoping for a tiny pause. And then he appeared. No it wasn’t Luke. A random guy. Tall, confident, crooked grin, swagger like he owned at least three continents. “Mind if I join?” His voice was smooth enough to double as whiskey. I tilted my head, feigning consideration. “Depends. Can you keep up?” He laughed, leaned closer. “I think I can manage.”

Unsurprisingly, the guys just chuckled at my words. ​“She must still be tired,” the guy named Cony laughed, pointing his index finger at me, then back at himself. “My name’s Cony.” ​I kept silent as another male stepped forward into the light. ​“Zavier,” the guy with the grey eyes and messy brown hair introduced. I didn't even bother to acknowledge his presence. ​“Francis,” the last guy greeted. It took me a few seconds to realize that he was completely shirtless, causing a sudden, warm shade of pink to creep up my cheeks.

Mr Nobody visited unannounced sometimes, she didn't want Ryan to see him “I will go and check who it is, stay here” she said and went to get the door. When she opened it, she was surprised to find a man she had never seen before standing there “Excuse me Miss, is Ryan Smith here?” The man asked, he appeared to be in his early thirties, tall and looked so unkept that Grace thought he hadn't bathed in a while, “What do you want with Ryan Smith?” She asked looking at him from head to toe covering her nose at his disgusting smell

I admit. “Oops, he caught us looking. Here he comes.” The man indeed approaches us. His smile is a bit strange, a bit awkward, and it doesn’t quite match his eyes, which are hazy with drink. He’s drunk. But then, so am I. Who am I to judge? We introduce ourselves. His name is Chuck and he works as an insurance salesman. That’s a perfectly normal kind of job. He seems like a perfectly normal kind of man. “Should we dance?” I ask him.

“My god, you humans are complicated.” “Did you just call me a human? As in… you aren’t one?” “I’m not.” My jaw drops in surprise, but then I squint at him, wondering if this whole thing is a joke. After a second, I chuckle. “Okay. I’ll bite.” “I sure hope you do.” I ignore that comment. “If you aren’t human, then what are you?” “You really don’t know.” Ryan blows out a whoosh of breath. “Whoever designed this matchmaking app has a lot of glitches to fix. Got any wine in your fridge?”