The Lazy Man Novels & Stories

“Of course, you are a great man and I admire you so much. I mean you are a baby at heart. You are my big baby.” His face drew up in a smile he fought so much to hide. “My love, you are the only one allowed to say that to me. I will accept the love name from you.” I giggled. “Aye, aye, captain,” I said amidst my laughter. He pulled me closer with a wider smile. “I have never been a lazy man. I assign time to everything I do and never linger on anything, but lying here with you now, I want to spend the rest of the day on this bedroll.”

she moaned, "and I didn't even do anything except tell them what to do, even with that less amount of work, I was tired as hell, I don't know why I'm getting tired like this a lot." Susan, with a mischievous grin, teased her friend, "That's what happens to lazy people, when someone who is as lazy as you does some work, all you'll get is tired even though it's not involved in any kind of physical work, if not there are chances, when a lazy person like you witness others working hard, even by watching them you'll get tired, maybe this suits to you, don't you think so?" Luna retaliated by playfully whacking Susan with a pillow. "You're in for it now!" she giggled.

Bella ordered which only Stev ignored. "Not." Bella hissed irritably. "Change! What's wrong with you?" But the handsome man just rolled his eyes lazily. "Aren't you tired of seeing hers face?" asked Stev, slightly irritated. Bella really did not understand what was on the mind of that man. "Why are you bored? Isn't Kesha's face very beautiful?" Bella said. "That's why I'm lazy to see her," replied the man. Meanwhile Bella growled low now. "Don't you like pretty?"

“You are out of shape..” “Hey!” I say snatching my hand from his grasp. “Are you implying that I’m fat?” “No Sum I’m not calling you fat.. I’m saying your not active..” “I am very active thank you very much..” I talk back. I’m not.. Definitely not. “Oh yeah..” He says sarcastically. “I’m trying to recall when that happened..” “Okay rude..” I say before changing the subject. “I just wanted to give you today’s homework you missed.”

one The young man's cold voice rang in the room, while the cold breeze of autumn was much warmer and warmer than his voice. He had already slammed the door and left without his mother needing to speak to his father. While Nevra and Altan looked after their son with sad eyes, Altan turned his full eyes to the window next to his bed: one

“The man. The one I told you about—the gray coat. He’s following me, I swear it.” “Elena, relax. You’ve been overworking yourself. Lagos is full of strange men. Maybe he just happens to walk the same routes.” Elena peeked through the bookstore’s glass front. The man hadn’t followed her inside, but she could still see his reflection in the glass: steady, unshaken, waiting. Her stomach sank. She wasn’t imagining it. She was being watched

he gave Dari a disarming smile. Dari was caught off guard by his smile which seems to transform his face, from an emotionless Greek god to an irresistible work of perfection. Dari's breath caught in her throat as she saw him smile, though she was caught off guard by his smile she knew not to allow him to have too much effect on her. One thing she has come to learn the few times in the two months she had known him was that Maxwell Greenfield was a wealthy man who always got what he wanted.

"Babe, please, I can't keep going anymore. Can you take care of it yourself? Please, babe. I feel like I'm going to pass out!" A petite woman was pleading with the muscular man, her voice trembling as she lay sprawled on the floor, her eyes fluttering shut. "No way. I'm not done yet." "Ahh… No, please..." In the bedroom next door, the shadows of two figures moved together in a rhythm that hinted at their intensity.

Ella Lazy pouted her lips and opened her eyes wide, looking at Orly Lazy, This is a fatal blow, Orly Lazy accepts it and does her will again "Okay, I'll take Ella Lazy to eat" Ella Lazy over here smiles very cutely, her eyes sparkle, her whole day is really happy,

"But Mommy, Mr. Jefferson's already really nice to us. I don't want to pretend to be sick to trick him…" "Shh! You're not pretending. You have severe depression, and you're not allowed to say otherwise again!" Then, Jacob's pained yelp rang out. "Mom, you're hurting me…" "Be good, Jacob. As long as you listen, I'll buy you the toy you want most." I shot a cold look at the staggering Harold in front of me. My voice was edged with mockery. "You heard it, didn't you? That's the childhood sweetheart you were so desperate to protect.