Rocketman Comedy Novels & Stories

Maya scowls and I laugh. "Thanks for making me feel better." "It's the least I could do, Marcy. Especially since you're working for that man because of my idea." "It's not all that bad, I--" My door suddenly swings open and Mr. Robinson is standing there fuming. "I thought I told you to get rid of that damn risotto." He says in that cold voice, except it sounds as if he wants to explode. "What the--" Maya is saying when I cut her off.

“Both of you. Right now. Unless you want tomorrow’s headlines to read: Callum and his mystery man already breaking up on the carpet.” I ground my back teeth together so hard I thought they might shatter. Roman’s hand in mine tightened, as if he were daring me to shake him off in front of the cameras. So, I made it. A smile. False and annoyed. But a smile nonetheless. Roman barely tipped up the corner of his mouth, not even trying to make it believable, and Adam laughed like he’d just won the lottery. He swept his hand toward the cameras. “Behold, boys. Let’s make sure they lick their plates clean.”

she smirks and walks away with her little minion like she just successfully broke a happy marriage. I cover my hand over my mouth laughing, is that piece of information supposed to make me heart broken? "You have to be careful with who you talk to" Nathan's voice startles me. "Stay with me and I would show you who you shouldn't talk to" He picks up a champagne glass. "Your family is quite... Different" I remark and he laughs. "I know, they're all leeches" he takes a sip of his drink. "That woman on red right there" he gestures at the woman with his eyes "-is a no go for you okay?"

"You limp dick waste of space! Bootleg Alpha! DOLLAR-STORE RYAN REYNOLDS LOOKING MOTHERFUCKER!" I didn’t even mean to laugh. But the last one, the Dollar-Store Ryan Reynolds part, it sounded foolish, so perfectly Piper, that I burst into a fit of laughter. It hurt. God, it hurt. Laughing made my cheek throb and my ribs scream. But I laughed even more. I laughed until tears rolled down my cheeks. The front door suddenly flew open with enough force to rattle the glass in the frame. Marcus stormed out, his chest heaving, his eyes flashing that dangerous, glowing amber of his wolf.

“Wow. So it’s my fault for being friendly? Maybe if you smiled once in a while, people wouldn’t think you’re a robot.” Ryan braked harder than necessary as they reached a red light, the car jolting slightly. He turned to her, his eyes blazing. “I’m not a robot,” he said through gritted teeth. “But I don’t need to charm people into liking me, either.” Amber rolled her eyes, crossing her arms. “Oh, please. You’re just mad because I did your job better than you.”