Romans & histoires Absolute Dweller Novel

“I was just admiring how peaceful and secluded it is. You must enjoy that. I know I would.” “I do,” she said a little too quickly. Almost as fast as the words came out, the way they sounded registered in her mind. She’d insinuated to this perfect stranger that she lived alone out here in no man’s land. Although she was alone at the moment, technically she lived with her father. “…err, we do,” she added. Tara awkwardly grabbed door handle before adding, “I’m not alone. My father lives with me and Dennis is here on weekends, so it isn’t as peaceful as it might appear.” Dominic eyebrows rose quizzically.

"we are unfortunate to get the fortune we desire. The peanuts we earn is spent on shelter and food. We sleep like piles of garbage. We pay to get comfort.. I am tired. I miss home. I miss my family ................................. I stopped reading, closed the dairy and began wondering about my father's experience in Libya. It was a bright Friday. The sun shone brightly and the day seemed bright. My mother and siblings had already done the chores and left together for the bar. I walked happily to the clinic. It was my first session with Dr. Amrah. I just declined Layo's offer of acompanying me to the session. I felt it wasn't necessary. I had texted Dr. Amrah earlier. She was expecting m

I curled my lips to a half-smile, not wanting to seem rude in front of them. “You are the werewolf from last night,” the male dwarf in front of me pointed out. “You might be the answer to our problem.” The male dwarf who spoke had coarse grey hair and a long beard that reached his chest. He wore a plaid button-up, much different from what the woman dwarf wore. “I’m truly sorry for intruding in your village,” I apologized, running a hand at the nape of my neck. “You are not intruding. You came just at the right time we needed you,” one of them said as everyone agreed with her.

He embraced him to say, “Oh my big boy, don’t cry. It was just an experience to visit the police station you just had. They won’t harm you if you don’t do any crime and street fight is not a crime. I know boys your age do fight and I did too in your age. Don’t cry, my child.” As they walked down the main street, Darius walked him to the subway. He had to return to their hometown to their family. Darius lived here alone for the last two years after his father transferred to their own city. Before he and his parents lived in that small apartment, he lives now. Darius dragged his already exhausted body to the staircase of his apartment building in evening. It’s around 6pm when he got home. Comp

" Corvus smashed the boy's head into the floor knocking him out. The little Snow Person dangled a bit loosely. Not a single drop of blood leaving his body. He walked over to one of the rooms and closed the door. Going out of visual in the darkness behind the Pillars. Not a single Cultivator had gone through there since arriving and came back yet. "Ha.. ha.. ha." A snow woman ran out looking around. It was most likely an older sister or the boys mother. Not seeing him, she turned to Ren. With him being the only one that could speak their language, she moved over to him in haste. "Stop." Ren said. He wanted to cut her off before she started rambling. "The boy has "Double Apertures" yes?" The w

, this feeling was not only strictly forbidden, but also its power posed a great danger, especially to the Darkness. Johhan was racing through the city, ignoring the puzzled stares of humans he passed, occasionally hitting someone lightly, especially if the sidewalk was too crowded. Fortunately, this did not happen often, because it was already evening and there were less people outside than during the day. Johhan wanted to be at the portal to Underworld as soon as possible, which, however, was very far away from the city center, behind the suburbs, in the woods, away from mortal eyes. ~~~~~~

Yes, that was also Nadir's job - collecting male sperm for incubus. Now, filled with life-giving energy, she walked down the street, invisible to people. Nadir was able to dissolve into thin air when she didn't want all the men's eyes on her. Suddenly, a car flashed past Nadir, which was full of suffering, sadness and complete despair. It worked on her as a bait. No demon could resist the feeling of such misfortune. Nadir ran in a demonic speed, thanks to which she quickly caught up with the car. It stopped in front of a small tenement house, the owner of the car got out and slowly "crawled" to the front door. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man with a little bit of facial hair, black hair,

Her Daughter Fleur (9) is an unpleasant girl with shaggy hair and misshapen teeth, fond of biting people; In short, she is a horrible spoiled brat. Trappers Knud Berman and his cousin Waldemar have their home by the river in the eastern section of town; they are currently on a hunting expedition. Mimi Giscard cleans their house while they are away. They will not return to the village, as they are being eaten by hungry bears at the precise moment that Zark and his companions arrive at the village.

Hopefully, it was enough to get their attention. I stood in front of the black curtains. Two Ardor Brothers stood outside. I think their names were Frazer and Amaan, a giant and a part human. They smiled at me as they opened the curtains. I touched each of their hands as I walked by, pulling just a little bit of energy. Their faces went slack with pleasure. I slipped into the room. The weird chaise-like bed-chair was made up with pillows. The table held numerous bottles of alcohol with clean glasses and an ice bucket. There were a few bowls of chips, candies, and a nice steaming basket of tater tots.

out who in actuality I am away. I am Dawn Michaelson and I’ll forever live as Dawn. I briefly close my eyes as my subconscious hums in agreement with my decision. The ache I feel in my chest and head suddenly fade. I look up and I see Dima watch me with curiosity but I give him a smile. “Are you okay?” His deep voice rasps as he drops me to my feet in front of a door and I nod. My heart jerks in anticipation of what I’m about to see. My place. I spew in my mind. Dima got me a place of my own. I can’t believe this at all. When he slips the key card on the knob and opens the lock, he flutters the door open and the exotic and plush narrow hallway fill my vision. My lips tilts