A Thousand Questions Novels & Stories

I read through some and then I shook my head and dropped it as I got to my feet, placing my hands over my head. “This is ridiculous,” I said. He looked up. “What is ridiculous?” “These questions. One of them is asking whether I’ve had an abortion. What kind of stupid question is that?” “Like I said,” he reiterated, “these are possible questions… questions to get you off guard, to get you angry, mad, to make sure that you are put off your game.” “Well, I’m surely put off my game by these questions,” I said. “What do you want me to say in court when they ask me all these questions?”

She hesitates only a second—then speaks the question that has waited through wars and verdicts and silences. “What happens if this is it?”

"You get three more questions. Choose wisely." Sophia's eyes lit up like it was Christmas morning. "Oh, this is gonna be good." “Question one,” Sophia grins. “What’s the weirdest thing you two have done?” Emily rolls her eyes. “What are you classing as ‘weird’?” Sophia tapped her chin thoughtfully, a mischievous glint in her hazel eyes. "I don’t know… Okay, fine, I’ll come back to that question. Question number two: Has he ever tied you up? Last time you said just your hands."

However, it did not make them any less interested in continuing the game. Then, the bottle pointed at Keegan for the second time, and he chose truth again. He drew the question himself, but it turned out, he got a worse question than what Vermont drew for him. The question was, "The person that you first had sexual intercourse with, is he or she your current partner?" Stella was speechless. 'What kind of questions are these?'

“I know you have many questions regarding the take me home series. I will answer it all if you will do something for me.” She rolled her eyes. “and what is that?” “Don’t ask questions.” I deadpanned. It was better this way or else I would spill out the deal I and Eros made few days ago. She sat beside me, crossing her legs. “How are you going to answer my questions if I don’t ask them?” She tilted her head like a confused puppy. “I mean that is why they are called questions right?”

“What about before?” I sighed, “It bothers you that I haven’t asked you for anything.” “Nothing comes for free,” her voice was pained and hollow. “You either get your payment upfront or later.” I looked out into the night, “Fine. You can pay me.” Her eyes narrowed and she tensed in her seat. “Answer five questions,” I grinned. “One for each thing in the envelope.” She sat back, “What sort of questions?” I lifted a shoulder, “You can choose not to answer them. I’ll just ask another until you answer five. How’s that?”

My mind raced with a thousand questions swirling around. 'Is it possible that she's still alive?'

For Rose it was an ambiguous sentence. She didn't understand the meaning of Theo's statement. "Why can't I ask questions? Why should I get an answer later?" "Why don't we go home? Why do we have to wait until one night?" Protests and a barrage of questions began to come out of her head in sharp tones. A thousand times Theo silenced her. Rose would never stop. "I didn't ask for your credit card pin. Why is it so hard to answer?"

“You…” Snow knew that Kiran was messing with her. She was so furious that she wanted to lash out at him. Kiran took her hand and said, “How could I say yes to that?” Snow was happy to hear that, but she said arrogantly. “How would I know if you would?” “I have a question!” Kiran said thoughtfully. “What is it?” Snow quickly asked. “How many times can a woman give birth?” Kiran scratched his head like he was seriously pondering.

“I spent and lost 7 months with you. I want to make this right. I messed up, big time many times but I want to make it right. One chance is all I ask” “20 questions?” “What?” “Let's get to know each other. 20 questions” ~10 mins later~ “Back the hell up!! You never went to freaking Primark!?” “… No…” “TK Max?” “… No …” “Umm… Claires?” “No…” “Shut… up” “I-“ “Do you know who Ice Spice is?” “Am I supposed to??” “She is a freaking singer. My favourite one, currently.” “Love, I don’t–“