Randy Meeks Novels & Stories

The CEO And Me Author : Bayu Hidayat Translator : Yuriko *** The car that is driven by Secretary Diana began to separate from the group of bridesmaids. Some people who saw this frowned slightly in surprise. "Why is Mr. Awan going the other way?' they all wondered inside. "Ah, there may be a sudden problem or matter" Those who doesn't want to be bothered thought. A few moments later, the car that carries Secretary Diana and Mr. Awan was entered the gate of a motel which was quite close to the route they were currently taking.

Travis Maybe this was a bad idea hosting the game while Kaylee and her friends used the pool , I wish I didn't notice that a particular girl barley legal has on a thong bikini I also don't like the way the guys are looking at her ,or how I am looking at her as she laughs with a boy I don't recognise is he her boyfriend?. "I don't remember high school girls looking like that while i was in high school " Michael unlike Carter he's divorced and has sworn off woman after his Ex wife took half of everything he ever worked for.

They both locked eyes for a few moments, and then Elijah asked, “What?” “Do you know what you are getting yourself into with these people?” Mr. Meeks stuttered as he glanced away. “Seems like you know more than you are saying...” Elijah whispered, causing Mr. Meeks to turn his head slightly toward Elijah once again, this time his eyes meeting Elijah's for a second. After a few minutes passed, Mr. Meeks cleared his throat, and when he spoke, his voice had become much clearer and stronger than it was earlier, “If I could give you one piece of advice, I would say take Peach and run…”

Did Alex Roberts keep his body because . Randall Harrah sat up straight with a jolt, he felt as if he had discovered something remarkable. Could it be because of Emma Richard, so ...... Randall Harrah opened the phone Bluetooth call, "the bait has been spread, you give me to keep an eye on, do not let people run away." "Okay, okay, got it."

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

Xander Hayes The door slammed, echoing against the morning silence as I hopped from the driver's side of the Audi A8 L, Peter Monroe's preferred vehicle for transport. Three months into this job and I still can't get a hang of not being early. I guess it's just stuck with me after spending all those years in my line of work. Besides, I know firsthand not to keep bosses waiting.

" Yes. Well Papa has many clothes. It's there in his wardrobe. If you want some, Ma will surely give them to you " Maximo nodded gently at this. He headed towards the door but then suddenly stop to say this. " Don't have any lustful thought about me Arlene. Can we be siblings? That's the best I could offer you. I'm sorry about this evening. I was carried away by my emotions, that's all " Maximo walks out to meet Ma'am Eda without waiting for the lady's words. He is the Italian Mafia Boss but now a simple man who lives in the heart of Texas.

“Thompson! I’ll get you! “ I heard him say outside my apartment as he banged the door. My heart was racing as I waited for him to go. Only when I heard his footsteps retreating did I relax. I could have talked to him and asked him to give me more time. However, the chances of him doing that were thinner than a Jimmy Choo heel. I threw my bag across the room in frustration and paced my room. The only way I could pay off the rent was if I asked my manager at the bar I worked at night to pay me early. I blinked back the tears threatening to fall down my face, refusing to be weak. Crying wouldn’t solve anything. Needing to take my mind off things, I made myself coffee and sat down with my lapto