Anti Novels & Stories

We would celebrate that Adidas executives had loved the presentation. “Not coming.” I answered putting the phone in my bag. “Is he still upset with you?” Alex asked from the car’s front seat. “Not that I want to talk to you.” Eli told Mark’s friend “But, why is he upset with her? Isn't there a rule that prevents a man from getting upset with his woman for the simple reason of being pregnant?” “She rejected him.” “Shut up, Alex.” I exclaimed through my teeth “Besides, what are you doing here? You belong to Mark and Pierre to me.”

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are a male who is considered weak on Cok, you will have a hard time living there. But don't think of them as not intelligent. Their battle strategies have saved thousands of lives. They are great soldiers and great thinkers. The planet Hassin has six fighters participating in this Harvest. Hassins typically range in color. They can be tan, brown, reddish-brown,... orange-ish brown... A human would describe their skin tones as Earthy. But no matter what color they are they all have a metallic-like shine over their skin. It helps to reflect light, which keeps their bodies warmer. Their features are sharp... For example, they tend to have strong jaws and more angular eyes. Similar to Xiu and J

Don't you know when to shut up?" A rough voice across from us whispered out. We both looked at a girl with dull but angry dark eyes glaring at us with her back sitting against a cement wall. "If the guards hear you, they'll hurt you." Her brow furrowed in anger. A large welting bruise sat just above her right brow. I decided to call her Beef for the bickering anger in her as well as the large muscles on her forearms and wide stature. Even though she was one of the boniest girls here, she still seemed to have a lot of muscle on her as well.

No doubt, years of leading the unleadable had gained him that skill. Minus, on the other hand, was more like a dormant volcano that was waking up after a long sleep. He seemed calm on the outside, but I could sense a lake of molten anger bubbling deep inside him. Some of that anger began to flow out as Minus challenged my uncle and seeing the look on his face brought back a flood of memories. His beautiful features, forming into a Viking-like scowl. His fists, balled up at his sides, caused his biceps to swell. As hurt and confused as I was, I could not stop myself from feeling an instant, and overwhelming attraction to him. I had to force myself to look away.