Seth Marshall Novels & Stories

"Want me to drop you off at home? Or, we could hit the club. There's this one I've been going to for months, I swear they have the best drinks and the best women." "Can't," Seth grunted, his green eyes focused outside the window. Nate frowned, his roman features contorting in confusion. "Can't? What do you mean by can't? Like Immanuel Kant?" Now, Seth was confused. "I'm pretty sure my name is Seth, not Immanuel." Nate would have laughed if he wasn't so confused. The Seth he knew wouldn't have turned down a promise of booze and boobs just because he couldn't! "I meant the philosophy guy. And... holy smokes, Are you seeing Isabella now?!" He asked horrified. "Should I be expecting a wedding in

"And to answer your question, I'll be turning twenty-seven in December." Austin's eyes lit up at his response; Marybeth's birthday was also in December. He wondered if she'd want an over-the-top bash or something low-key. But given her reaction about the presidential suite, he figured an intimate celebration would score him a ton of points. "My preliminary reports on the three POIs," Seth said, turning his laptop around. "POIs?" Austin asked, scratching his head as he glanced at the first report. "Persons of Interest," Seth clarified. "Anthony Torres made a series of dumb investment moves and had to close his PR agency when he couldn't keep the lights on. The hush money from your brother is

There's no way in hell he's going to let that bastard anywhere near his wife ever again. "Tell him," Seth started rather calmly "that Ms. Thea is currently... unavailable. Tell him you tried to find her but couldn't.. Is that clear?" Marcus's voice was immediate. "Perfectly clear, sir. I'll convey the message." "Good," Seth concluded, ending the call. He looked at the shattered vase again as Butler John approached him with two attendants who cleaned up the mess. Even if Arian is right, he can't allow himself to get carried away. It's a feeling, he'll get over it..

Mirroring the behavior of a highly sophisticated gentleman, he flashed a charming smile toward the young female assistant who had just delivered a steaming vessel of coffee to his station, thanking her voice with a distinct sort of magnetic charisma. The moment the assistant cleared the perimeter of the room, his fingers lifted the clay vessel to his lips as his sharp gaze shifted toward the entrance. His vision locked onto Richard, who was breaching the threshold with Madison tracking aggressively behind his heels. “Father. Madison.” Seth deposited the vessel back onto the timber surface, crossing his long legs as his analytical stare began to systematically observe their emotional states w

Seth laughed, "yes, Kennedy and I are still together. Her and her friends insist on having some kind of gender reveal a thing so I don't know yet what we are having." Fallon laughed, "ugh those things are the worst." The subject soon changed to Seth's upcoming album release but I barely heard him. I just kept staring at him proud to be able to call him mine. Right after the show aired Seth tweeted again, "there is a new Greer on the way!"

I didn’t think he would come to pick me as it's a very busy day for him. My smile is cheerful, “Yes, I did,” I shut my eyes as he kissed my lips tenderly, leading me up to the mountains where we took our seats in the first row. I noticed Seth was seated to the right side, on the third row. There were so many people and soon the jubilation had begun with dancers throwing their red ribbons and rose petals in the air. After that, Seth, a diplomat for Human Rights was given an opportunity to give a speech on a new excavation contract and breaching. He spoke honestly and magically for eight minutes and I couldn’t take my eyes off him even once.

“This is His house. Please don’t do this here.” “That’s exactly why we’re doing it here,” Seth said loud enough for everyone to hear. “Your God isn’t running things anymore. I am.” He pulled his thick cock out right in front of her face. It was already hard. Mary turned her head away, but he grabbed her auburn hair with both hands and forced her mouth onto him. The wet slick sound of her wet mouth on his rising dick echoing in the silent space as everyone watched attentively like it was the only thing happening on Earth.

Seth returned home drunk in the afternoon, in celebration of the B pharmaceutical contract he had been awarded. He smiled happily as I and some bodyguards helped him to his room. They placed him on the bed and left, leaving me with him. "I won it!" He laughed but I was less concerned. I was sad I'll be leaving without really knowing if Seth is involved in Clara's death, cause obviously he's drunk and will be sober by night or tomorrow. I had already packed my luggage and told Christiana to pack hers also because we'll be going for the test result tomorrow. Well, I had enough evidence against him already, that should be enough to put him in jail.

“If you could come home with me, I could tell you everything; I know you would keep it." “Mrs. Thatcher, I am sorry, but I am not a therapist. I only asked you that because I wanted to mock you; you can tell that I don’t like you. I felt it was just fun to tease you. I suggest you reach out to a therapist who can help with your marriage problems."Seth opened the door and entered; he didn’t take much time till he came out again and tossed my car keys at me, and I caught it while still processing everything. “You should start your journey back to the city because it seems the rain from yesterday is not yet over." Seth cast his gaze to the sky before he shut the door behind him.

He looked like a character straight out of a horror movie. Rumour said Seth had been killed during the altercation when they retrieved the twins from Colorado, so she did not expect him to show up at her house. She felt resentful that whoever tried to kill Seth didn’t finish the job and left the most awful human being to walk on the face of the earth, able to terrorize her. “I did my part. I want nothing to do with you anymore.” Marina grabbed the door handle, ready to bolt if Seth proved to be unreasonable. He jumped over her furniture and trapped Marina between arms that he pinned alongside her body. “Didn’t I mention quitting is not an option?” He said, blowing air against her face.