A Wild Idea Novels & Stories

Today felt different, like the start of something new. I reached for my iPad again, scrolling through my ideas for the next vlog. One idea caught my eye, a simple yet powerful concept: "Moments That Matter." It felt fitting, almost poetic, given the events of the past few days. I wanted to create something that celebrated the little things—the laughter over coffee, the encouragement from friends, the quiet victories that often go unnoticed.

he asked. For a long time, no one answered. Luke smiled. “Ryan.” He called and I shook my head, pretending to know nothing. “Well that is disappointing, I heard you are the best here,” he said mockingly. “You heard wrong, sir,” I replied dismissively. “Indeed.” He answered. “But you better step up, we don't keep useless people in the Hunter group.” He paused before adding “This is Imagination unbound. A concept I have found quite interesting lately, this was designed by a caged bird that wished to go out and see the world. What is a better way to live a dream than to live in a tree house?”

A cold shower always helped me think and right now, I needed to come up with something useful, quickly. I turned on the shower and stood under it. As the cold water touched my skin, I closed my eyes and allowed my mind to wander. I could feel myself slipping in and out of it and finally, something came to me. I focused on the spark of idea and that was when the idea began to take shape. Not subtle. Not quiet. Big enough to eclipse the scandal. A public move. A headline that would make every whisper irrelevant. A proposal.

She got ideas from the fair we went to and it seems a few other places she has so many rides and games I can’t count them all and the good booths are everywhere there’s a huge area with nothing and I link her and ask her if she has any plans for it and she says,” none yet why any ideas? I smile and say,” yes actually I might” I send her mental images and she is very interested or so it seems. She comes to meet me and we discuss it and agree it maybe a good idea but aren’t sure so we decide to put it to a vote between the four packs. I sigh we head back to our pack I make the calls so far the added idea seems to be a hit. It would be a water park on half of it and a zoo on the other half all

I was waiting for the barrage of insults regarding what a bad idea it was to help the Angels open The Otherside, but I was met with silence. "Nothing? You aren't going to criticize me or anything?" I said to my Wolf. "Nope, it's a terrible fucking idea… The worst, even. But if she's over there, then it's worth it." He said. I nodded to my Wolf, and I appreciated him for having my back. Of course I knew what a bad idea it was, but the end result would be worth it. It had to be... (Nico)

The thought of it always gave me the ick but things change when you find the right person, I guess. "No. No. No. That's my crazy side. My wild side is much much worse," I tutted. My wild side? I haven't fucking explored that yet but you know what they say, 'you got to keep them on their toes.' I'm hoping I have a wild side. "Has anyone said you're really bad at talking dirty?," he chuckled.

Was this even a good idea? --- “This is a bad idea.” “Bad ideas are just good ideas in disguise.” Leona says, glancing over at the nervous blonde who stews in the passenger seat. “That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard you say.” Violet criticizes, eyes narrowed at the eldest Castelli, who laughs. “Maybe,” Leona admits. “But if you think about it in the right way, it’s not completely wrong.” Violet’s head tilts in wonder, blinking at the woman as she mumbles on about how little sense she makes. “Every time you talk, my brain, like, shuts down.” She says. “You’re so confusing.”

Jessie hurriedly explained. Nyll snorted. Then a crazy thought came to her mind. “Do you mind doing a crazy job for me?” Nyll asked Jessie with a silly grin. The beautiful man was a bit astounded. Nyll seemed to be out of the mood just moments ago, but now, she was smiling like she had a fascinating idea inside her mind. “Not that I want to turn the offer down,” Jessie cautiously uttered. “But do you mind clearing everything about your offer before I give my answer?”

"Uh, Mr. Princeton…" I started. "Actually, there had been a misunderstanding that night…" I could hear the cogs in my brain turning. I was all ready with an excuse for my confession, planning to explain it away as a dare for a game, when Jared suddenly sighed again and said, "I remember that I never rejected you."

he said in a careful, measured voice " What's pla B?. "None of your goddamn business," she flared, stung. They were silent for a moment. " Don't be mad , Annie," he said gently "Starting a new life is a hell of a lot to ask a slot machine. " She snagged another peach chunk, but his calm words had robbed her of her appetite, and she let it plop back into the can with a dejected sigh. "There's no plan B." She admitted. "If it doesn't work out, I'll think of something when the time comes, like I always do."