Real Man Tv Series Novels & Stories

At the other end of the phone, the man’s low and indifferent voice sounded " I have been following the lady as per your request, President. It appears something has happened to her family member as she just got a taxi to the hospital. She doesn’t look good and is very anxious. I'm about to head in and ask ?” The driver would not dare to gossip usually. This was the first time Mr Leon had asked him to follow someone, and it was a woman. This woman had come out of Mr Leon's room this morning! He's never seen Me Leon with a woman since he worked for him as a driver. He is always indifferent when it came to women. Before her, not even the shadow of a woman was around Mr Leon! The man on the othe

Mother told me to never use my power for bad things. Someone walked into the room I was placed in. A man. He was the most handsome man I have seen, with a warm smile. He was holding a bowl and rag in his hand. I didn't sense any sinister vibes from him yet I still I cowered away. That moment was the beginning of everything. He took care of me and helped me back on my feet. He said his name was River and he too left home to explore the lands. I was happy to have encountered a person similar to me. We spent time together and when we parted, I thought it was it.

severe depression" had been nothing but a lie. From the phone came Jacob's childish voice. "Mom, I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore. I want to go back to school. None of my friends talk to me now." Then Susan's voice followed. "Jacob, we have nothing left. We have to hold on to Mr. Jefferson. If he stops caring about us, we'll really have nowhere to go." "But Mommy, Mr. Jefferson's already really nice to us. I don't want to pretend to be sick to trick him…"

* Jana * Saturday. My first real day off in weeks. No boardrooms. No power plays. No Lawrence Dankworth threading his voice into my bloodstream like poison and honey. Just me, my couch, and the sound of some overacted drama humming from the TV. I tucked my legs beneath me, clutching a throw pillow like it could anchor me. Chips, remote, silence. For once, I let the world shrink small enough to fit inside four walls. Then his face appeared. Not in memory, not in the cruel tilt of my imagination. On the damn television. Lawrence Dankworth, immaculate as ever, sitting across from a well-poised anchor on a live business segment.

I had never seen him so sad and collected. “I’m sorry you went through all that.” I said and gave him a hug. “Hey Man! I’m sorry you went through that.” Denise comforted him with a hug too. “It’s alright Guys…it’s all in the past now. We need to find a way around this.” Ryan said. “And we will.” Denise assured. “I have an uncle in Asia who deals in drug chemicals, I will reach out to him later.” She added. “I have a few friends I can call too.” Ryan added.

"Hmm cause I've seen such cases before, but never to this, perhaps the trauma from the accident caused a dissociative fugue state.” “Perhaps…” the human man said, while a small groan slipped from my throat before I could still it as I tried to sit up again. The sound must have been loud as Dr. Hale stops whatever response he had to say to the human man as he turned his head around, a weak smile and concerned look immediately playing on his face when he saw that I was awake and was fighting to sit up. "Claire?" He said moving closer to my bed, then bringing his hands out to lift me up.

Your stupid little kids treat me like their real mother, while your husband chose me over you. Watching her distorted grin, I couldn't help but lament how innately selfish she was. "Did you guys hear that?" I asked softly. There had already been a camera installed in the living room's flowerpot, streaming everything that had just happened. Charlie had never really left. He had been sitting in the car with Dakota and Dominic, watching the entire exchange unfold in real time. Now, he walked back in with them and saw Cecilia slumped on the couch, completely deflated.

Nala stares back at the man defiantly. "How dare you man speak to me." The man growls, hands on the sides of his body clenched. "You start dipping yourself into trouble, let's see what happens." Raymond still has the full awareness to pull Nala behind his back. The man chuckles later in a flash his face into a flat mask as he puts his focus back on Raymond. "Is he the one you're going to kill next?" TBC--

But it was the end of my misery, because that night, this human sparked life in me once again. Just one human. My human, Victoria. The END.

the curious landlord asks as I look around the older rental property. I bite back my growl and force my mouth in a fake smile. "I have family in the neighborhood. Two streets away actually," I reply, and the older gentleman's eyebrows raise. He looks me over skeptically, but I keep my face neutral. I know he is testing me. The last thing I saw on the news was the anchors advising citizens not to trust strangers, especially buff single men. "It's a little big, but I can make that work," I say, trying to fill the silence, so I don't focus on the growing pain in my chest.