A Wild Idea Novels & Stories

He says when I slide inside the vehicle. "I know, right?" I joke. "Did you sleep well?" "Yeah. Like a rock." I answer. "Me too. You look great today, that sleep did you wonders." If only he knew... "Thanks. I see you are yet again in a t-shirt." "Well, it's warm enough." "Humm humm." I look outside deep in thoughts. "What are you thinking about?" "How do you think a wild animal got inside the Diner and murdered those women?" I asked him.

“Brenda, snap the hell out of it!” Her words were short and sharp. I blinked harshly. “Honestly, I can’t decide if you’re addicted to love or a commitment-phobe.” “Both. Definitely both.” “Don’t tell me you’re seriously thinking that being with Ivan is a bad idea.” I leaned back in the chair. “I’ve never not thought that. He’s a very, very bad idea.” “You really piss me off sometimes.” “Good. At least the feeling is mutual.” I grinned and she returned it.

“What now, then? Speak. If I like what you say, I’ll tell my men the good news.” What now, indeed? Because a dangerous idea, a horrific idea was blossoming inside her. It was insane. She knew it was, but… “If I procured dragon eggs for you, if I could do this, I would need a guarantee that whoever—” “Dragon eggs! You’re saying you can bring—”