Shrek Mob Novels & Stories

"Who’d you terrorize today?" "Mr. Bradley," she answered casually, sipping the beer Donnie handed her. "Not the old man again!" Donnie groaned, shaking his head. As she sat, a man beside her caught her eye. He wore a wide-brimmed hat that covered most of his face, expensive snake-skin boots, and a silver cobra ring on his thumb. His hands looked too soft for hard work, and though his face was mostly hidden, his presence was commanding. "Hello!" Bisila snapped, trying to catch his attention.

“I’ve got a book coming next week, Rose’s firm is trying to get this bank renovation, you’ve got a parents’ evening, Sarah’s working late so everything’s ready for when she goes on maternity leave, and Alice is trying to hire a new editor.” “I thought running a YouTube channel was supposed to be easy.” Dad said. “It was when she started. But it’s an oversaturated market and rich people came in with their drones so we have to up our game.” Hugo appeared beside me. “Right, breakfast.” “So, we meet there.” Dad nodded. “Are they still telling us to wear masks?” “It’s encouraged.” We managed to keep covid under control in Mobia, a lot better than they had in the UK and between regular tests and t

He was left stumped as he realized the breeze left him immobile. "Oh, such a shame…" His broken speech was suddenly gone just then, as Mobius spoke in fluent Draconian. His eyes flashed coldly, and he sneered viciously even as Mr. Shrode turned stiffly to look at him. "Five hundred million was a good price, but you just don't know when to stop, Mr. Shrode!" "W-What are you—" Even before Mr. Shrode realized it, Mobius seemed to have teleported beside him, his jaw widening ridiculously before chomping down on Mr. Shrode's neck.

he speaks coolly as we stop in front of the bathroom door. I grit my teeth as my irritation spikes, "Do not underestimate me, Ravello. I may be a woman but I can stomach violence as much as any mob boss can." The bite in my voice doesn't go unnoticed and he chuckles. "Have you ever tortured anyone before, little girl? All you ever do is give orders." "Open the door, Ravello. Let's find out if this guy has a tracker before we get back to Sicily." He chuckles again as he twists the doorknob, "Oh so there's an us now?"

I see the twin expressions of horror on their faces as I plow into them and they fly up and over the hood of the car. Before their bodies even hit the ground behind me, I turn and head for the men standing between me and Artyom. The more of them I can get rid of, the better. They are standing in a line, mouths hanging open, shocked at what they are seeing. And then, they begin to scatter. I study their ranks just long enough to note that Artyom isn't among them, and then I press the gas pedal to the floor. Bullets ping off the sides of the Hummer, and I realize it is armored. They can't hit me.

Unique skill- short distance teleportation. Tem>> Air Tank 'S class' [ Sea Turtle appearance with an extremely hard exoskeleton and 'surf the sky'. Air and ground mobility. Normal S class type, support class air defence and ground defence, low ground mobility , medium air mobility. Low aggressive combat familiar. 90% Immune to physical damage and 85% Immune to spells with 10% evasion rate. Unique skill- No longer consumes spiritual energy after summoned.]

“Could be that shark instead. Moles are basically blind hamsters that live underground. What’s a mole gonna do? Cover us in dirt?” Haley pinches the bridge of her nose. “Not that kind of mole, sweetie. This one spills secrets.” River blinks. “Then why call it that? Just say snitch.” “Honestly, at this point,” Mel mutters from her bed, voice dry, “a vengeful shark sounds about right.” I nearly laugh. Nearly. Because what else can you do when your day goes from wedding dress fittings and sunlight to car crashes and death talk?

Arabella said, her gratitude overflowing. Gideon nodded and then turned his attention to the severely injured Shaun. In an instant, Shaun felt as though he had fallen into an icy abyss, consumed by fear. For the first time in his life, he experienced terror of this magnitude. Who was this man? "I am a senior member of Moblathos! If you kill me, the consequences will be unimaginable!" "Moblathos?" Gideon paused, then said coldly, "I've heard of it." Shaun sensed a glimmer of hope. "Moblathos is a world-class power, mysterious and formidable. Young man, why don't we form an alliance? Heal my injuries, and together, we can take these women back to Moblathos.

Truly, Nikolai might not have shown any interest in my presence, but one thing I am sure of is that he doesn’t want his possession to get attached to another person aside from him. That obsessed possessive bastard thinks that he can parade me and declare me as his own in display of his infinite wealth. Akim said that Nikolai holds the largest mob in the country, but the sure thing is I can annoy the hell out of him. The bruise on my face stirred him enough. How much more if he sees me this close to another man. Even though it is Akim.

"Nope, I'm actually a 9. I got big feet." I stuck my foot up dramatically. "They don't look that big. If it makes you feel any better, I wear a size 13." I grabbed my shoes, "Well damn kid, you have me beat." We all went over to our lane, typing in our stupid, inappropriate nicknames. I picked out a cool orange and black bowling ball, and yes, it was a lighter ball. The first game went by quickly, and Derek ended up winning. I'm learning that he's more of the competitive type out of the group. I was sitting at one of the bar stools at the snack bar, getting myself a milkshake when Connor sat next to me.