177013 Comic Novels & Stories

To which he looked at me with a confused look and pass me a WHY-ARE-WE-GOING-THERE look which I ignored. I and kova stood in front of a store that says, 'Comicon which is owned by our great handsome friend that is in his twenties with jet black hair, blue Ocean eyes that girl get whoosh for with a great build body Charlie Gomez. We walked inside like we owned the store. It wasn't that rush here as it was still 11 in the morning, BUT let me tell you the vibe of the store was awesome and cool, the store was having many shelves with the latest updated comic, and the shelves were pretty colorful the one beside the door was yellow had anime dolls, I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S CALL, the other shelves we

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.

Ollie jokes, chucking his phone at me with multiple articles over supposed sightings of lions and panthers on Dartmoor. "It wasn't a big cat." I scoff, throwing his phone back at him. "Yeah, it was probably just a big dog." He laughs, giving me a wink when I stick my finger up at him. "Ok, on another note. What are we eating?"

I rifled through my sketchbook, praying he left me alone like everyone else had. "I know you can draw. It's so beautiful. What's that? " he asked pointing at my newest sketch. I shut the book, sliding it out of his reach. I glared at him, not quite used to anyone disturbing me. He met my gaze coolly. " Ah! Where are my manners? " he said. I mumbled, "probably in your half eaten sandwich". He smiled. "Who knew you had a sense of humour? My name is Matthew. L. Henderson." I rolled my eyes, not caring I was sitting next to the mayor's son. He cocked his head, clearly waiting for me to introduce myself like the lady I wasn't.

My mood improved instantly. The PR department initially planned to respond, but after hearing Mark's explanation and instructions, they decided to wait and see. He hung up the phone and then remembered something important he hadn't mentioned yet. "Mr. Hughes, Avery has applied to create merchandise for this comic." Julian raised an eyebrow. Mark continued, "The comic was drawn by Luna."

“Then we try again. And again. That’s what love is.” The next morning, J was quiet but alert. He sat across from Micah at the table, spooning cereal into his mouth like it might vanish if he wasn’t fast enough. Micah started. “Are you into comics?” J shrugged. “Kinda.” “You like Spider-Verse?” Another shrug. “I guess.” Micah stood. “Come see my collection.” J hesitated. Then followed. Ethan and Nathan watched from the kitchen, stunned. Nathan whispered, “That’s the most Micah has said to anyone in weeks.”