Ray And Norman Novels & Stories

All my life, I have been trained to be the best. I was trained to always follow the norm, the standard. I was little miss perfect. They turned me into one, and I had no choice but to be one. I didn’t have much freedom growing up because there were a lot of expectations from me. They were all watching me. I couldn’t move freely because every move that In make, they will always have a say about it.

They could talk endlessly, lost in the joy of being reunited. Meanwhile, Layson Norman had brought his son, Ralph, to his apartment. Due to his work schedule, Layson had been working late and didn’t want to return to the Norman family mansion. He preferred the solitude of his apartment. Ralph had visited a few times, mostly accompanying his grandmother when she brought him food.

chapter thirteen Norman and Betty Eley had been dreaming. Or at least it felt like it. They were young again, on holiday: one of those package deals the travel agents organised, including lots of sand, sea and... It had been a long time, a very long time, yet here it had been no time at all. The years had fallen away and when they got to their hotel room they’d barely been able to keep their hands off each other. Norman was just so wiry, Betty curvaceous, with no sign yet of the pounds she’d pile on later in their marriage.

"Tomorrow, we march to war!" The warriors erupted into thunderous cheers, their fervor shaking the very ground beneath them. With a steely gaze, Benson turned to his son. "Norman, this is your chance to prove yourself as my successor," he declared. "Consume enough venom; be it spiders, vipers, or frogs, whatever you can find. You will need it for the battle tomorrow." Norman nodded solemnly. "Yes, father," he affirmed before departing to make the necessary preparations. Meanwhile, from her vantage point, Gina observed the scene with a mix of disdain and disillusionment. She despised the violent and aggressive nature of her family and their park, wishing for a different path, one that did not

“You’re right about that. I couldn’t stop certain people from taking advantage of others with our company name. That was my fault. “Other than celebrating your business, I came here to settle scores.” Then, Ray glanced at Noemi. Her face had slightly lost color since then. Harvey smiled after hearing those words. “Just abide by the rules. There’s no need to make it harder for anyone. You don’t have to take it easy for my sake either.” Noemi did not know how to feel after seeing the three happily chatting together. After all, Ray was a prominent figure! Even the second lady of the Moreno family would have no choice but to pay her respects!

he began, but Aria’s father held up a hand, cutting him off before he could finish. “We gave you a chance, my wife and I,” her father said calmly, his voice steady but commanding. “But if you’re going to cause trouble here, it’s better you leave before I report you to the authorities.” “B-But sir—” Norman stammered, his bravado crumbling in the presence of Aria’s father. “Leave,” her father repeated, his tone unwavering. Norman hesitated, his gaze flicking from Aria to her father, and then finally to James. With a final, frustrated sigh, he turned on his heel and stormed out of the house, the door slamming shut behind him.

Norman replied as he turned his gaze on the wheels and drove with rapt attention. My trembling fingers played with the shiny ring in my hand and my heart felt like a puppet in my chest. “Boss, are we heading home?” Norman questioned. “To the office!” I replied quickly. He was silent for a while as his knuckles ran fast on the wheels. “But boss, it's almost time for the close of work. Is it not better if you go home rather? I will go back to the office and make sure everything is in order.” “How dare you! Who asked for your opinion by the way?!”

"You think I'm just using you?" "I think you don't know the difference anymore," Norman said. "You have a son to think about. A business to run. And a legal war that is about to get very, very ugly. If you want me by your side for the war, I’m here. I’m your manager, and I’ll fight for this land until my last breath." He paused, his eyes searching mine, filled with a raw vulnerability that broke my heart. "But if you want me in your bed, it has to be because you want me. Not because you want to show Tyler Rider that you found someone better than him."

he tried to laugh it off, but he saw the gleam in Norman’s eyes. The old man was looking forward to the idea. Norman ruffled Sebastian’s hair and said, “I will personally save a spot for you at Northvale Military Academy.” He looked up and smiled. “Even for Ali too. We will never know if she will also choose the same path as me.” “Very funny, Grandpa,” Nathaniel said. It was his subtle way of saying he didn’t approve. He hoped Norman got it. But Norman simply chuckled. “You'd better head back,” Norman said. He turned to the soldiers and added, “Remember to drive safely. There’s heavy rain in Rexam right now.”

“Rhayden!” He stopped, turning and started to run up the hall toward me, a smile coming to his lips. Rhayden was here… for me… “Rhayden!” “Mars!” he called out, the smile fading as he reached out. “Mars! No!” I didn’t have to turn to know what was behind me… but I did anyway. Norman loomed over me, blood gushing from the wound on his head and as I stepped back toward Rhayden, he stepped forward.