Novel & Cerita Unspeakable Bald

I yawned and said, "Whatever, man. I didn't sleep well last night, so I need to catch some rest." "You spent all night with her, and all you can say is 'alright'?" Robert scoffed. "I've got to see what makes this girl so special." That instantly jolted me awake. "Robert! I'm warning you—don't you dare try to book the coin I bought yesterday!" Robert grew annoyed. "What's your problem? Can't we share the fun?" "I'm not joking around. Just leave this one alone. There are plenty of other coins on that site," I stated seriously.

Andrès immediately felt like he should not have spoken at all. “I don’t think I heard you. I was coughing the other time.” The big bald man said as he advanced on Andrès. Andrès took a step back, but he was not going to back down. “I have to clean the toilets.” He said, the squeak in his voice betraying how much fear he truly felt. The bald man looked at his partner who looked equally roguish and they broke into laughter. They laughed for what seemed like a full minute, doubling over and clutching their abdomens. They slapped the young man on his back several times as they laughed their rib-cracking belly-rumbling laughter.

That woman felt that things were inconceivable, as they left the bar, she was still hooting about why he didn’t help to vent her anger. The Baldy glared at the woman, then said to his little brothers who were also bewildered, “Earlier, that person broke Fifth and Sixth brothers’ arms with his palms, do you guys think you can beat him?” Those few guys immediately regained their cool, the two light looking palms earlier actually had that much strength, if he wasn’t expert then who was he? Immediately, some of them began flattering the baldy, saying things like boss had great foresight. However, the Baldy didn’t pay attention to their flattering, he instead turned his head towards the bar, whil

Avery said innocently. “I told you, blackmailing is what I’m good at,” he faked a cough then spoke, “My dear Harold. It has been months since we’ve last seen each other, your scent is gradually fading away from the sheets… a bit of a poet aren’t we?” He knows? Avery asked herself and thought about how she and Harold tried their best to be discreet, how could Hayden know about it? And Harold barely even mentioned about his brother that she even forgot that he had one. How would Hayden Moreau know about it?

"Holy. Fucking. Shit. Sean Michael Rannigan, what in the hell have you done?" He grinned up at her. "Hey, Mags! I shaved." Michael was completely bald, his scalp pink and shiny in the afternoon sun that streamed in through the windows. Speechless, she walked to him and smoothed her hand across the top of his head and down the back of it. "Why? Why on earth would you do that?" she breathed as she sank beside him onto the sofa. He looked down and she saw his jaw tighten. "I woke up this morning and found loose hair on my pillow. In the shower, it came out by the handful."

I responded still not noticing the person I'm talking too. "My fiancé won't stop bugging me to set a date for our wedding and I'm still not sure I want to marry her and I found out she can't have kids because she did two damn abortion already" he said sounding stressful. "Can you believe she hid that from me?" He added "Oh I am sorry, lets drink our pain away..... No no no lets get out of here and do something together to erase the awful pain" I said this time staring in his direction. I was completely drunk but he look very handsome with a charming smile. He was sipping on a beer which seems like his forth one because three empty bottle on the counter In front of him.

Briel asked the bald man with an impressive smile on his face. That means our plan has been exposed to the rogues all this while. Andrew looked at me and confirmed my thoughts. "How many of these cables did you use?" Uncle Drake asked calmly than I could have imagined. "A whole pack!" the bald man responded, his voice barely above whisper. "Seriously? You really broke the record. I doubt if you can find the whole cable before sixteenth. I won't be surprised if they strike earlier than planned. Damn! Can't believe I just put myself in trouble," Briel said, banging the desk loudly.

As Marianne shut the door behind her, Greg exited the bathroom, drying his light brown short hair with a small towel while another body towel wrapped him from the waist down. Despite their troubled relationship, Marianne couldn't help but notice the attractive man standing before her. "Six feet of a whole hunk, but no brains," she thought to herself, a hint of sarcasm in her mind.

The man turned and faced the sky wondering where the moon was. He clutched his stomach and groaned in pain. His raven black hair stuck to his face and he was so sweaty. His wished the moon would just show itself but it was hidden under a big thick cloud and Gwa (for that was the man's name) sighed before falling into unconsciousness. *******

He glanced around and saw the bald man who had mocked him before. He remembered how the bald man bet his entire fortune on the beast at the betting area, saying that he would be able to double it. The bald man had a dark look on his face at that moment, having lost his entire fortune in a flash. Fane let out a smile as he walked two steps toward the guy. "Didn't you bet seven hundred and sixty thousand spirit crystals before this?"