That's Why They Call Me Slim Shady Novels & Stories

Slade. "Wh-whats going on?", I ask. I couldn't hide the slight tremor that laced my words nor mask my utter confusion at what was going on... Was this all a nightmare? "So lovely to see you, Laila, you've really caused quite a stir with your disappearance and all", Slade chuckled. This chuckle didn't resemble his hearty laugh at all, this sound was slimy and dripped of wickedness. I shivered as he walked past me to approach Laura.

he muttered and excused himself to answer the call in the bathroom. "The f*ck Damon! Why'd you call me at the wrong time?" "I'm sorry boss. Something important came up. The Chinese endorsement has been given to us again, but Gordon's Co just sued us for taking the endorsement. They said it belongs to them" "F*ck!" "Please come down to the office immediately. Your attention is needed" "I'll be there soon" He hung up and groaned loudly. He was just about to tell her that he loved her..

he drawled, like this was some sort of business deal instead of my entire life being sold off. I ignored him, lips pressed into a thin line, but the silence only seemed to amuse him more. His mouth curved wider, slow and cruel, like he enjoyed the taste of my dread. “Don’t sulk, little menace. You should be honored. Out of all the worthless wolves, I chose you.” Honored? I wanted to laugh in his face. Instead, my nails dug crescents into the paper, the words Omega Slave blurring under my grip. “Why’d I want to be your slave?” I asked, finally finding my voice.

Stalked her until I took over the clan, I got busy with business, and becoming the Capo of Heathens clan I didn't have time to follow a nineteenth-year-old girl around. I wonder if she knows who I am. Of course, she must have heard of me once or twice. The media would do anything to bring me up if it's crime-related yet their securities will bark and lick my shoes if I ask them all because of money. "The strip house doesn't have virgins" I replied walking towards the exchange room while my men followed from behind me and I ignored everyone who bowed as I walked past them.

Calling me names! " Look who's talking. The broken record! And for your kind of information, I'm back just for a week and no one has kicked me out of the city in the first place " I snapped back to which his brother in crime shield him instantly as my words pissed off both of them. Well, besides me no one calls them that because there was a singing competition in their school probably like four years ago. Therefore, since then I named them broken records as they had started to call me names like chubby, the big bunny, elephant etc after seeing my childhood pictures in my family album all because I was chubby.

WG: You are cute, Precious AJ: Yeah, no, none of this is allowed AJ: No flirting allowed SL: For once, I agree with AJ OF: As I was saying, are you kidding me OF: How much more cliche can you be? SL: Blaming the black layouts and initials names everything on Asher OF: Mob boss Ash Ash: Shut up OF: Really... Ash: What's so wrong with it Ash: We are not about to put our faces on the internet recklessly OF: You could have put a fox instead Ash: Foxes are cute

It was as though they didn't care who they called their child as long as the party was willing to give them money. I blocked Mom and Dad on my phone, and even the numbers of my other nosy, condescending relatives. Then, I boarded the plane abroad with a relieved smile on my face. Some of the passengers on my flight recognized me. They whispered among themselves and kept looking over at me, but they didn't say a single word to me. I just smiled at them bravely and said, "You're right. I'm Nancy Castro, the wife of the CEO who was cheated on."

Shawn said stiffly with his gaze lowered. Aldridge chuckled and said as he knocked on the wooden frame of the carriage and it rode off, "Please, do not call me that, I am tired of being respected. Please call me Aldridge or if you would like, you can call me whatever you wish." "Why did you get me released… Aldridge?" Shawn asked, he was very curious to know the answer although it did not show on his face. Aldridge looked at him as though he could read what he was thinking. After a moment he answered, "No reason in particular but I do have my own selfish reasons for releasing you."

Behind him lay four huge guys looking like movie goons and another looking less threatening in his casual street clothes but with a look in the stormy darkness of his eye,s you will know he is a force to reckon with. " You haven't told me how you got those bruises? " one of the goons asked the causal-dressed guy. The guy had walked in to work a few nights ago looking like he had a roll with a truck. " That is because is not any of your business, " the guy replied bluntly not looking at the other guy. The guy shrugged laying off the guy knowing that nothing will come off him. The guy has never liked talking about himself. They have worked for ten years with the guy and none of them knows anyt

Isabella said with a grin and dropped on the couch only for Shania to slap her on the shoulder and shoved her away "I have an appointment okay… forget about that idiot…I need to choose a good dress," she had been trying to find the best dress for her appointment. As nervous as she was. Shania knew she had to look presentable "And who's the man, I don't see why you are getting worked up…just wear anything… you look beautiful in whatever you wear," Isabella remarked with a picked up the sandwich Shania was eating "I'm going to meet SM today, what do you think," Shania said sarcastically, only for Isabella's mouth to hang open. Her eyes widened in shock at the mention of SM