Stu Macher Novels & Stories

That's the effect Veee has on people's lives, she makes everything around you lively. "I am your biggest fan.I am Laker's.I am that jerk's Drake biggest fan, he is perfect.You, Wayne and all the Lakers are so handsome I can never stop drooling over your muscles"She squeezed his firm arms and gasped, "Damn my boyfriend Josh I mean the guy I admire from afar I wish you would see his muscles, they are something to die for..." "I would love to meet him..." Matt chuckled. "He is actually your coach, Josh my brother." I bluffed

"Oh also Keyton is going to be here, he's coming in 3,2,1–" "I'm here, bitches!" A voice yelled at the main door, he slammed the door open and broke the door. Jayla cringed and saw a man with his motorcycle in her house, he was wearing the same thing as Jake. "My poor door." She whispered. "Great and you break things again!" Max shouted. "I had to make an impressive entrance to show our lady that I'm strongest than both of you." He snickered. "Says the guy who works as a janitor in his best friend company." Max deadpanned again.

Dante doesn’t miss a beat. “Saw her in the campus bookstore. Hair messed up, sweatpants on... I just knew I had to get to know her.” He swirls his fork in the air, his movements frantic and high-energy. “Are you a student, too?” I ask. “Is that your Ferrari out front?” “Yeah,” he says, leaning back. “My folks got it for me for making the Dean’s list.” “Dante’s a finance major,” Michelle chimes in proudly. “He already has a position lined up for after graduation.”

"These aren't even the real rewards, Ves. If you stand out during the competition, you might be able to get an audience with the real movers and shakers of the mech business. You can get job offers and commissions if they like your style." Ves smiled ruefully when he heard those words. "The bigwigs probably aren't interested in a small businessman like me. I'm not one of those geniuses with fancy degrees from Mars or Estelon." Mars was the technological capital of the Greater United Terran Confederation, the oldest and most prestigious human superpower. Estelon was a hub of high tech mech companies and stellar universities of the New Rubarth Empire, the most militarily dominant human state.

says Machiv, "my name is Machiv Butter. I'm sixteen, and I'm from Arizona. You can call me Machiv, or Butter, though most people just call me Mach." "I've never heard of the name Machiv," says Mrs. Loop with a smile, "do you happen to know where it comes from?" "Not quite," answers Mach, "I just know that it's my name." "What hobbies do you have?" asks Mrs. Loop. Mach thinks for a moment, before replying, "Probably just reading. Picnics are fun though." "I can agree," says Mrs. Loop with a laugh and clapping her hands, which the rest of us copy as well.

He did not care what the Moon Goddess gave him for a partner, he was good with whatever. This is not common to sleep around before you find your mate. Machie had a serious girlfriend for a while and they had had sex but he felt so guilty towards his future mate that he broke it off immediately and I know he had secretly hoped she was his mate to appease his guilt. As soon as the door opened Elijah looked straight at Machie and with the calmest voice I had have heard said "you are my mate". Machie would be turning 18 in a few months so he obviously could not confirm this so he just stared. Machie was much like me where he had only been physically attracted to women but did not care either

"Cut the games... Whatever your name is, I don't have time for your tricks." Sabastine's smile never wavered. "Ah, but isn't life all about the games we play, Macho? Keeps things interesting, wouldn't you say? And my name, Sabastine, if you were well imformed you might have heard if me." Macho's fingers clenched into fists, his patience visibly wearing thin. "You're skating on thin ice here. Spit it out."

Elizabeth's voice was soft, tinged with helplessness and indignation, perfectly playing the role of an innocent junior caught in the crossfire. Professor Belfort, clearly busy on the other end, spoke succinctly. "That equipment was sponsored by Oakmont Group. The contract includes one free maintenance. Don't panic—when I have time, I'll contact Oakmont and have them send someone over to fix it."

Aleksey said, nodding to Robert. “So Mikhail is having Pavel make moves to buy a business for money laundering in Chicago? Get the fuck out,” I said, fuming. “And there’s no way in hell they would be our competition, they thought I’d be out of the way,” Aleksey said. “You still got that card for Bohai’s realtor,” I asked, raising my eyebrow.

Stepping out of the bustling nightclub, Mac Vu leaned forward instead of the warm-up step, the old wound was still a bit numb, sometimes it still throbbed for a few moments, causing his eyebrows to wrinkle clearly. Motorcycle is the steed that accompanies him for many years of rolling in the gangster world, although big brother Nhi Lang has repeatedly offered to ask him to change to a convertible or any other famous brand, but he still refused. , he said: robes can be changed, but steeds cannot. However, his motorcycle, which is considered to be an antique, has an extremely terrifying sound, wherever he goes, people feel snail's skin. Anyone who complains he responds that: yes, people like t