A.s.t.a. Novels & Stories

Carefully casual, but presentable. “Can I help you with anything, Alpha?” I ask softly. He whirls around from where he was unbuttoning the top of his shirt. Sun kissed skin upon his chest shows more and more before he pauses his movements. I know he’s from the Passion Pack, which lies right on the coast. I can imagine him lounging upon perfect golden beaches framing foaming aqua water. “Oh, you’re the girl who greeted us, right?” he questions, that quirk of a smile making me uneasy. “And the one who spilt Noah’s drink on his lap.”

I stared at her, wondering why she would do that with me here. ‘Astra, I swear, if you add the rest of the song to this number, I will only call you on one number and it will just playing the same part over and over again.’ “Nice to talk to you too Pipsqueak.” Her words were slurred. ‘Shit. It’s Sunday. How long has it been?’ Auri leaned back, taking out a new cigarette and lighting it. “A few hours.” ‘ASTRA! Take the drug! Jesus! A few hours?’ She winced as the high pitched sound came over the phone.

My phone rang somewhere from the living room, i was about to stand to retrieve it, but Damon stopped me, using his vampire speed he got my phone before it got to the second ring, I saw the caller ID "Shit" I whispered, Damon raised an eyebrow, I answered the phone using a croaky voice "hello" damon looked at me questioningly, I put a finger to my mouth telling him to stay quiet "Anastasia?, are you ok? You're not at work, where are you?" "I just got home, I was in the hospital all day yesterday Aaron" "Why, what happened?" "My body is covered in a rash, doctor says its contagious, I got home about twenty minutes ago, I forgot to ring you" I coughed a little to show him how ill I was

I felt exasperated and hopeless. "It is quite a good move to cut it, Since males will swarm on you non-stop if they know that you are a female," Aja said while smiling at me kindly. "It is. Truthfully. By the way. We initially wanted to seek information about the Immortals. Specifically, the god named Sephtis and the twin goddesses named Ayla and Arie. Do you happen to know who they are?" Lowell asked politely while getting straight to the point.

I hummed, listening to all this x and z shit. He looked dripping hot. Oh shut up Tina, you whore. “Easy, ain’t it? now try this similar one. And then I’ll assess you on it, alright?” I nodded and went back to try the question he had asked. Reading the lines just like he had said, I tried to break it into parts and surprisingly I could finally understand what it meant. Thank the heavens. The question stated, ‘answer is a/t, which coefficient is used to divide on both sides?’

He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there. I noticed a tattoo of a heart on the left side of his chest. Instead of an arrow going through it, it was a rose. The heart was empty in the middle, except for the letter "A" at the top of the inside of the heart. An image of a man, who I could only pinpoint as Michelangelo in my head, came to mind and I could see him sculpturing this Adonis to pure, Italian perfection, and my, what a sight he was. "Didn't your mother ever teach you that it's rude to stare?" I was brought out of my ogling.

A roller door ahead began to climb. Don’s breath hitched. “We’ve got a home,” he said. “Mark it,” Lisa said. “We don’t knock.” They rolled past, normal as dust. Don’s camera whispered three frames through a gap in treated pine: a forklift, a tattoo, a ghost grin sprayed small on a cinderblock wall where only insiders would find it funny. He sent the images up the pipe. ASIO — 19:11 P.M. Gale stood under the mezzanine clock, watching three feeds at once: the docks, the Valley, a thread of traffic that carried ghosts. Scott appeared beside her without sound.