A Wild Idea Novels & Stories

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."

However, we are wild beings, with an insane hunger and need for freedom, it is imposible to cage us, we are the definition of wild, trying to supress our wolves has never ended well for us, It could be like a split personality, the wolf in us, it takes time to merge, it gets harder and painful if we try to supress it, and unlike myths, we do not need to kill to activate it, because contrary to popular belief, it is not a curse, but a gift, a blessing. "Hi," I hear, and turn my gaze to the person, I see a young woman. "Hello." I smile at her, her eyes widening. "Hi," She smiles, then chuckles with embarassment at her repetition, I just stare at her with renewed interest, waiting as she ges he

her aunt's meaningful words that she knew for a fact were obviously to tease her. Lana's immediately pouted her lips at what she heard. "Hey Mama, Andrew isn't gay; maybe he's really not attracted to those he works with, or maybe it's because we haven't met, so he hasn't fallen in love yet!" at her last words Lana couldn't help but shudder. Mama Cecille laughed softly at what she said. “That is exactly the reason that I see why you are having a hard time seeing the good qualities of your suitors. You're so obsessed with that actor,” she said, following her words with an amused laugh.

Like it knew something she didn’t. She rubbed her arms, shaking off the thought. She had sat in the living room alone for a while after Elara had left her but she was starting to feel suffocated so she slipped outside when no one noticed, and decided to go out for an evening walk. The Liaison estate was grand, spreading out into well-trimmed gardens before filling out into the wild treeline. Garrick liked to say he kept the wild at bay, but Irvine often thought the wild kept itself alive, waiting, and bidding. Tonight, she wanted to feel it wrap around her.

One day, a new challenge emerges - the organization is running low on funding, and they need to find a way to raise money to keep operating. In true collaborative style, Willow and Vanessa bring the whole team together to brainstorm ideas. Everyone shares their thoughts and suggestions, no matter how "out there" they may seem. After a lively discussion, they narrow it down to a few promising ideas. One idea that keeps resurfacing is the idea of a fundraising gala, where they could bring together donors, supporters, and community members.

she asked. "Why?" "Because a whole host of emotions crossed your face," she said. "Good thing I don't play poker." "Good thing. Your face lit up for a moment." He nodded looking down at her. "I have an idea. You're going to think it's crazy, but I think it can work for both of us." She eyed him but shrugged. "Go ahead. I can't go anywhere and I might as well listen to your crazy idea." He rolled it over in his mind and chose the right words. Then again the idea was so crazy that there were no right words. Noah just had to hope that Hailey could see the genius in his idea.

I felt the falling temperature as well and noticed that there must something terrible happened, so I said to her: "Well, Miss Isabella, if it's hard to say you could just ignore me will be alright." Isabella, who had been silent at first, suddenly interrupted me, then changed back to her sloppy appearance at the beginning and said: "Weirdness is the result of the unwillingness of people after death, the spiritual wisdom born after a hundred years of immortality, and the rumours spread by word of mouth. In the final analysis, weirdness is the existence of hatred and resentment, do you understand, little cutie."

“What's on your mind, wild kitty? You know you can tell me right?” His words drove a stake right in the center of my heart. The fact that he wasn't even willing to give the original me a chance, hurt more than anything else. “Yeah.” An idea came to my mind and before I could talk myself out of it, I blurted out the words immediately. “What would you do if you found that the person you hate the most, is actually your wild kitty?”