Unspeakable Bald Novels & Stories

“George! You animal!” Aunt Helena, Helena Throbb, was breathing hard, her finger stabbing toward his face as she cursed him without the slightest fear of his status. “Bella loved you so much. My brother treated you like his own son. And this is how you repay them? My brother was angered to death because of you! Bella nearly lost her life while pregnant, and that unborn child is gone… All of it is because of you! How could you call yourself a Don? You’re no human at all! Get out! Don’t you dare appear in front of Bella again!”

"Huh?" I was still riding the high of getting twenty million dollars and didn't process the question right away. Felix let out a short laugh. "Because I cared way too much about appearances—and because Sienna hated strong smells—I told everyone I couldn't stand blue cheese. But during those six months, I couldn't speak. "So how did you know? "Tell me the truth, Ruth. When my mind was separated from my body... could you see my spirit?" Oh, crap.

A bald man with a face full of scars walked out of the alley, roaring as he approached, "What the fuck are you all standing around for? “Didn't you hear my woman say she wants to skin her alive? Get moving!" "How arrogant! Whose skin did you say you want to peel off?" my mother spoke up, her voice freezing cold. The bald man froze in his tracks. As he saw that it was my mother, sheer terror washed over him. Yet, Tiana was still shrieking wildly, "Your daughter's skin, of course! If you dare get in the way, I'll skin you right along with her, you old hag!"

he asked, his voice dripping with disdain. The mysterious man walked closer, his striking features becoming more evident, “But do you think you have the right to talk to me that way?” he asked with a smile, making the bald man raise his head to stare at him, "Look, these people here are thieves, and I'm only giving them what they truly deserve." Baldy continued, making me roll my eyes in anger.

Uncle Wright looked up and saw the clear words written on a white paper, exactly as the bald man had said. Uncle Wright knew what the bald man was capable of, and upon hearing his words, he trembled all over! "Boss, this won't work! My daughter is still young, she can't do such things!" Uncle Wright wailed, tears streaming down his face. He wanted to rush over and hug the bald man's leg but was stopped by one of the younger men.

"I don't know how to be jealous because there aren't any girls around here who are after Brad. Brad told me he informed you about our fantasies, right?" "Yes, he did Becky and I think that's so fucking hot. But then again, I already do that and my pussy drools something crazy. I love to let my guys look at my little titties and my bald pussy. That's the part about being shaved bald down there. Without any hair on your pussy there's nothing to block their view of you. I'm positive, if you are anything like me, you'll be dripping wet too."

“T-this… w-what are you planning now then?” “Wait, where have I heard that before?” Max stopped her, thinking deep. “Kris,” Kenneth answered. “Oh right.” Max nodded. Brandon turned to her again. “Actually, we’re planning to expose our identities.” “How? When?” Nix asked. He raised his index finger in the air as if he figured something out. “That…” he paused, then dropped his hand. “… I still don’t know.” Chester laughed, tapping his back. “We’ll figure something out. By that time let’s hope Ken will approve of it.”

I smiled. His brow furrowed before letting out a heavy sigh and removing his knit cap. I arched an eyebrow, not sure how this was some big reveal. Okay, finding he’s bald is a surprise, but it works on him. His head doesn’t have a weird shape, so being bald doesn’t detract from his looks. “As you can see, I’m bald, been that way since I was twenty-seven.” He frowned. “So? Nothing wrong with being bald. Looks good on you.” I shrugged.

Without delay, he shortened his speech and within moments, declared his acceptance: “I, Emory Saint, accept the role of Alpha of the Fire Stone Pack. I will guard it with my life and ensure peace and harmony for all who are part of or accepted into this pack.” As he spoke, a strange tingling coursed through my body. Sparks of electricity seemed to ignite within me, and my eyes turned a brighter, more piercing blue. Angora rushed onto the podium, standing directly in front of me as my eyes slowly returned to normal. We didn’t want the pack to see what was happening just yet—we needed to understand why Matthias had kept this secret all these years.

As Clara's father left, a man next to him looked down and asked the bald man, "How much should we lend him today?" The bald head looked deeply at the man, a hint of fear at the bottom of his eyes, the cigarette in his mouth almost falling to the ground. The bald man scratched his head violently and forced himself to calm down before he said to the others, "Let him be as miserable as he wants today! Considering Mr. Archie, this is a merciful end! Alright, stop this nonsense! You'll see me later! Go rot in your stomachs, and don't tell anyone about this!"