The Mayor 4 Novels & Stories

No one knew the truth except them and their witch, Sinai. “Stop screeching like a banshee!” Mayor Hanks spluttered with a husky voice, hitting the woman on the face as he took from her, quenching his unrestrained hunger for a dripping cunt. She tried her might to conceal her moans by cupping a hand over her mouth, but the haze of the pleasure-pain strokes the mayor delivered to her womanhood toggled out her ability to silence her moans. In the middle of the sloppy thrusts, a knock came on the door and Zeus’s voice slipped through, hanging heavy in the air.

The theatrics had gone far enough. “I have a board meeting,” he said. “Mayor.” He extended his hand. “I’ll get back to you.” Mayor Evan clasped his hand tightly. “Don’t forget. And don’t take too long.” “Ben! Ben!” he suddenly called. One of his bodyguards appeared and brought a briefcase. The mayor opened it. Inside were rows and bundles of dollar notes… and neatly packed lines of cocaine. Nat stared. For a second he almost asked the obvious question. What was a mayor doing with cocaine?

I kiss them goodbye, for now, promising to them and to myself that I won't be gone long. Heather and Vincent show up by the door to give me a send-off, but I only tell them what I've been telling myself. "Don't worry. I won't be gone for long." *** "You mean to say that a mere mayor managed to snag himself a house in Malibu?" Frank asks from the driver's seat as we stop in front of the great big gates of Mayor Fox's home. "And he's trying to convince people that he didn't engage in any corruption whatsoever?"

“Of what? Of the fact that my fiancé couldn’t even wait until tomorrow to betray me? ” Daniel stepped toward me, reaching for my arm. “Enough,” he hissed, voice dropping into something dangerous. “You’re humiliating me.” I pulled my arm away like his touch burned. “You humiliated yourself.” The mayor finally moved. Not toward me—between us. He lifted one hand slightly, calm but commanding. The simple motion quieted the crowd more effectively than shouting ever could. “Daniel,” he said evenly. “Step back.” Daniel blinked, stunned. “Mayor, this is none of your—”

He does own the place, he’s every bit the mayor he was elected to be. “I’m happy to see you, we should have dinner. You and I really do need to talk business.” The mayor says smiling at Simon. Simon takes back his hand and takes mine; he even takes a step back from the mayor. I look at the both of them confused. What’s going on with these two/ is the mayor trying to recruit Simon into something illegal? Why is he so standoffish?

The Mayor of New York. “Umm, it's past April's fool you know?” Suzanne was bewildered. The Mayor had a clean record of being a no-nonsense, down to earth man whose love for his town and family knew no bounds. A son born out of wedlock was not something Suzanne would identify him with. Yvonne Long’s shimmering face looked annoyed. She crossed her ghostly arms. “Do I look like I’m joking?”

Logan plunged out of the couch as if coming up for air after spending an eternity underwater. His heavy breaths filled the room as he rose to his feet and picked up the remote and phone at MJ’s feet. “MJ, what is wrong? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” He said in his husky, morning voice. MJ swallowed, her eyes unmoving from the television screen. “The mayor is dead,” she said in a robotic voice. “What?” She gestured at the TV screen, and Logan followed her eyes, the devices in his hand falling back to the ground.

She had only awoken in the afternoon and felt well. It appears that her fever was lying earlier. She dashed down the stairs, only to see her father laughing while watching an action movie. It even asked whether she was okay, to which she replied with a smile. She was relieved that nothing terrible had happened here and that the Mayor and his people had lost them. "Have you heard the news?" "Which is it?" "Oh, our mayor is a leader in this barrio's illegal activity. I heard a gunshot last night. The Mayor will be imprisoned for his evil deeds, according to the news."

James said to her as he turned to face her. “Why not, it is my City Hall.” She replied darkly. “You are the only Mayor we have left. You should be up there, rallying the troops, and evacuating the people.” Jerry replied as he too, turned to face her. “And what exactly are the four of you doing down here?” the Mayor asked sarcastically. “Opening the sluice.” James replied simply. “The what?” “I got it.” Luke interrupted excitedly. “Get up there Mayor. Nothing good is going to come of you being down here.” Brian replied as his eyes went dark again.

His voice was deeper now, clear and intimidating. "Sir, I… I… it… it'll be ready by tomorrow, sir" the Mayor stammered, bowing his head to the ground, avoiding the man's face. "So the mayor's name is Guano, huh? I never knew," Abigail said and giggled and it made the leaves creak. "Shut up," I whimpered. God! She was going to get us caught and it wasn't going to be good. I'm sure of it because whatever this meeting was about, we were never supposed to be here in the first place.