The Nice Guy Review Novels & Stories

I placed my hand lightly over the back of his and said gently, "Alright." "Really?!" Simon clearly hadn't expected me to agree so easily. He chatted with me excitedly for a few moments, then we headed downstairs together. On the first floor, everyone was gathered around having a barbecue. My gaze swept across the crowd before landing on a greasy-haired, pot-bellied man standing in the corner. Jay Heston was a colleague from my department. Not only was he older, unhygienic, and sloppy, but his character was just as bad—he often harassed people in our department in private. To us, he had never been a decent person.

“There’s just this guy. ” “Sigh…isn’t there always a guy?” Emery asks. I roll my eyes. “Not that kind of guy. ” Though he used to be. Or I wanted him to be. “But he’s nice to me when most people aren’t anymore. Or I guess they don’t take the time to pay attention is a better way to word it. Anyway, he does. Did. And I was a bitch to him on more than one occasion. Today was worse than the others and when I saw him later, he was really upset. He kind of lost it and he’s usually so level. ”

The only thing that I will learn is how nerdy he is! “Yes. We are here to review, it’s the reason why you are here at the very first place.” Now I regret going with him If I actually don’t need this, I wouldn’t have go with him. I still can’t believe I’m with a nerd right now. Why does nerd always have to be nerdy looking? Why can’t it be someone handsome and cool? Then they wouldn’t be nerd would they? “I know but---” “W-what?” “Magnus…”

The air was knocked out of my lungs because I just witnessed Tyler Cummings, changing his t-shirt, revealing his sexy torso to me through the mirror and I was rendered speechless. Holy fucking shit! It felt like everytime I was seeing him, someone was knocking my head, saying that Tyler is hot. Look at his perfect body! Pfft! I've seen better. I convinced myself and immediately turned around before he could catch me drooling all over him sexy abs. Do nerds work out?! "Are you done?" "Come on, you can't be affected like a half naked nerd, Princess. I thought your standards were high." He was getting on my nerves and it took every ounce of my willpower to not snap back at him as I wanted to

As I hiked through the vibrant green meadows toward the summit, I stretched my arms wide, letting the gentle breeze wash over me. With a soft click, someone captured the moment. Turning around, I was taken aback to find a strikingly handsome man standing just behind me. His soft blue eyes and sharp, chiseled features marked him as the quintessential foreign gentleman. To my surprise, he spoke in a language I knew all too well. "Hello, I couldn't help but notice your beautiful silhouette. I hope you don't mind, but I took a photo." He waved the camera in his hand. I smiled and shook my head.

“Fine, it’s because no one watches this film. I don’t like places with too many people.” This reason was normal enough. Nicole smiled and agreed. They ate a lot of dessert before coming, so they could not eat any more snacks like popcorn. Clayton thought the same. Thus, the two of them walked in empty-handed, looking like a cool and reserved couple. A surrounding college couple watched. They were a little jealous and pouted in envy. “That guy is so good-looking, but he’s also weirdly stingy.” The guy said to the girl. The girl looked at her boyfriend and scoffed. “With his looks, it’s okay to be a little stingy...”

I can't remember the last time I went shopping. "So we are now iPhone users?" "Courtesy of your sugar mommy." Jude laughed. "It is not funny. That lady is just a nice human, stop making fun of her good heart." "Nice people don't go around taking strangers for basket ball game, lunch, exotic shopping and giving them money. She bought each of us the latest iPhone...dude! This kind of niceness doesn't come for free." "You watch too much Nollywood films." Nathan said, sighing. " I wish she gave us the money instead to invest in our hustle."

"Mom, stop fooling around. Even if what you're saying is true, it doesn't matter. I've had quite a bit to drink and can't drive. I can't make it back." With that, she hung up. The phone slipped from Gina's hands and hit the floor with a sharp crack. Then, she dropped to her knees, her head hitting the ground as she lay there motionless. Patrick sank beside her, tears streaming down his face. "What happened to her? How could she become like this? How can she ignore her family for some man? She's a demon!" I helped Gina to her feet and saw the red mark swelling on her forehead from where she had hit the ground. I almost pitied her. Almost.

“I dunno, a little creepy? Some random guy rescues you, buys you dresses, and packs you a lunchbox. That’s a bit creepy, no?” I shrug. “He’s not creepy. He’s nice.” “He could be a serial killer. Ted Bundy was a nice guy, you know.” I laugh. “You’ve been watching too much CSI.” “Yeah, and you’re really sweet. Too sweet. Like, take advantage of sweet.” She’d be the one to know. If only I was bitch enough to point that out. “I may not be worldly-wise like you, but I’m not stupid. He’s a nice guy. I like him.”

Everyone that laid eyes fell in love with her. Not just because of her looks. She was as kind as she was gorgeous. A small town Kentucky girl having made it big in New York, she still had that old country raising that had her be kind to everyone. She never adopted that entitled, better-than-everyone attitude that some famous people get. She stayed humble and kind. So kind in fact that when she saw her broadway co-star, Jamie Layman getting roughed up outside of the theatre one night, she had stepped in to help him. As an openly gay man, he was always having to put up idiots hassling him.