What's My Line Buffy Novels & Stories

Philip sat on his seat and frowned. Why did that feel like something Buffer would do? Just as he thought about it, he got a message on his other phone. He opened it and saw that it was indeed from Buffer. It said, ‘Dear Master Philip, it’s done. I invested one billion dollars into your wife’s grandfather’s business.’ It was Buffy! Philip was feeling helpless. Buffy was too kind. After pondering for a while, Philip replied, ‘Okay.’ Since Buffy had already invested the money, what else could he do? He did not need the one billion anyway, so he would just treat it as a gift.

I scratched myself earlier. "Scratched yourself?" Liya squinted, her eyes tracking my movements with deep suspicion. "Ivy, a scratch doesn't turn that deep purple color. It looks like a massive bruise. Are you sure Maria didn't touch you when she cornered you in the bathroom? Tell me right now if she put her hands on you."

I saw the smirk in his lips. The lights were shallow. It was a glitching white light here in the second floor so I can't see his face clearly. I am used to this kind of lighting but I am so annoyed right now. I want to see his face. I can feel him taunting. I should be the one doing that. "How can I turn down a man with thousand bucks," I said, unfiltered.

After gaining Charlotte's trust, I used my memories from my previous life to help her avoid several business pitfalls. With the experience of two lifetimes, I helped Charlotte grow the Evans family business online and take it to new heights. From that day on, Amelia never tried to provoke me again. I remembered crossing one of Henry's business partners in my previous life. That night, he took me home and beat me with a cane all night long. I doubted Amelia would recover from her injuries for at least a couple of weeks this time.

“What time are they getting here, again?” Rina asked, checking her phone. I chuckled, and eyed the entrance to Streetwise, our group’s favorite restaurant. “We got here a little early. Relax,” I told her. She sighed. “Do you even know the name of my date?” “Nope,” I said absently. “Elli just calls him ‘Buffy.’” “Buffy?” she asked, and I turned to look at her. Rina’s eyebrows were up, and her gray eyes were filled with disbelief. “As in the vampire slayer?”

"Seriously? You've never seen Buffy the Vampire Slayer?" "I've heard of it. It has, like, demons and witches and things in it, right?" "Um, yeah." Mitch sounded like mine was the dumbest statement in the history of mankind. "So it wouldn't have been allowed in my house." Disbelief was etched across Michelle's face. "Okay, we have to fix this. I can't be friends with someone who's never seen Buffy. Do you have any moral objections to witches and demons and stuff?"

Most of the faces she recognized but not the blonde. " Is this some lesbian pick-up line? " Lightning asked wiggling her brow at the cop. Carolyn shook her head smiling at the blonde. " Is an honest question. Why would you think it a pick-up line? " she asked with curiosity. " Buffy, here already used that line on me, " Lightning answered looking in the direction of the bartender. " Buffy? " Carolyn questioned with slight confusion. Lightning held her gaze then looked at the bartender and then back to Carolyn trying to communicate her meaning.

he said excitedly, as we stood in line. I had masked my scent somewhat, just enough so that they could still recognize me as a wolf, and I completely switched my aura off. Over here, in Fresno, they wouldn’t necessarily know about royal events in Europe, and I wanted to keep it that way. It would be bad enough when they saw who we were. I was sure that within ten minutes of registering, most people would know we were here. “Fighter or spectator?” The man at the front asked without looking up.

Liz, do you think that you are a child and you act like that? I sighed and gave up. "Okay fine. I know that you will not stop bugging me." After I said that, Liz went to me and hugged me. "Yehey! Thanks, sis, your the best!" I just rolled my eyes and got my phone to text Bryan. 'Hey, Grandpa, do you have a new girlfriend now?' I texted him. I'm a straight-to-the-point type of person. I don't want to beat around the bush. There are times that people get shocked by my straightforwardness. I shrugged them off. I'm not too fond of plastic people. For me, what you see is what you get.

No woman is your friend, buddy, or otherwise. The food dropped to the ground and Buffy came storming around my little desk. "Please don't kill me," I cringed. Buffy hovered centimeters away, her intense struggle for control evident to everyone present. Finally, she clasped her hands behind her back. Balancing a hand on the back of my chair and the desk, I pushed myself up.