All Good People Here Novels & Stories

Austin’s eyes grew wide. “Hunter and his friends stood by my side.” I told him with a small sad smile. “That… That’s… What was she… How can she…” Austin gulped, not knowing what to say. “Austin, a person is bad only if they do not try to correct their mistakes. Making mistakes is a human thing.” I sighed. “Hunter is not a bad guy.” I added. Austin looked down as he thought about it. Yes, dearest brother of mine! Use that rusty old brain of yours!

It was best to ask in person. “uh.. guys say hello to Cyra.” “Hello little princess!” The kids squealed while waving at me enthusiastically. “Hello.” I said while taking a seat on the table. “I'm Ingrid and my brother's name is Axel. Our auntie, Daya has told us a lot about you.” I looked at Daya for an explanation but she didn't say anything. Just then, Helen and Bosvana walked in with trays containing rice and vegetables with some separate plates for beef.

Because if they did, then they'll be promised a slow, painful death. "No. Quite the opposite, really." Al seemed less on board with the idea of them being anything short of murderers. "What?" "I think they want me to stay, but then again maybe I'm assuming," I shrugged. "And will you?" he asked with slight hesitation. "Stay?" "It'll remind of too much," I said. "So no." "You know you always have a place here, right?" "I know, but I can't live here," I smiled sadly. "Of course you can."

Everyone is happy because even if they are not sure if they can survive the war, the important thing is that they are together now as a family, which is often not together, but now will fight together to achieve victory. After Bianca's singing, a thunderous applause accompanied by shouting was heard all around. Bianca was glad because somehow, in a small way, she made the guests happy. "Hey! Everyone! Let's sing together!" Jin shouted. Even though he's not a good singer, the song he chose is fun and everyone there knows how to sing it. Jin started the first line. Although he was a bit out of tune, the outcome was good because it was immediately accompanied by thousands of guests who were the

"What nonsense are you saying? If you say something like that again, don't blame me for turning against you!" The conversation ended unhappily. It did not bother me much, though. After all, I had lost my job, and my immediate priority was finding a way to earn money. Hearing I had been laid off, the neighbors offered their comfort. "It's okay. Rachel's capable. She can support the family." Rachel kept her word, giving me a hundred dollars the next day. Then, she openly moved into Logan's house. Through the not-so-high fence, Logan's gentle voice clearly reached my house.

As long as they all have each other and they are happy, they are all good to go. Seems like a happy ending after all. * * * * THE END.

she prayed aloud in her car once they finished shopping. “You know, one of God’s names is Jehovah Jirah, The God of Our Provision. He knows what we have need of. He saw what we needed, and he sent us someone who could help us,” Jada explained to the children. “Brayden?” Charity asked. Jada looked in the rear-view mirror at the child. “Yes, honey, God sent us Brayden,” she said, smiling at her.

JOBA'S P.O.V Ayo, Musa, Omale and I returned from the day's mission. Stressed as hell. The mission was quite difficult, it didn't go as planned but we thank God for success. We walked towards the entrance of the building with Ayo leading the way, he didn't hesitate to press the bell. After a while the door opened revealing a shirtless Dubem.

Then finally she warned every "I expect everyone to behave in a diplomatic manner, have the time of your life but be aware not to cross any line. Don't dare to break any rules this goes for everyone" No one is expected to leave their block after 10 o'clock without proper permission. If anyone found they would be expelled without any questioning. -----------------------------