Awkward Turtle Novels & Stories

"For the final time, Orangelo, your pocket isn't that irresistible." Staring down at the distressingly large snapping turtle still holding on to his toe for dear life, Wound growled. "Can you stop being offended long enough to help me get it off? And if you act as though I meant that to be pervy, I'm going to strangle you with your own tail." "Don't threaten me with a good time, old-timer." Jinx teased as he tried to figure out how to get the huge turtle off Wound's foot without taking a digit or two with it.

Now I understood how he was able to live without wondering what was happening beyond this place. Clifford and I swarm lower, beginning our search amongst some ranaway fishes and colourful corals. An old sea turtle swarm past me, trying his best to escape, but wasn't fast enough. Clifford stretched forth to grab the creature and as soon as his hands touched it, the sea turtle coiled into the safety of its shell. Bubbles seeped out of my mouth in an attempt to stifle a laugh. Clifford threw me a smile before pointing at a collection of tiny orange cone-shaped shells, sitting at the bottom of a red coral.

‘This isn’t even going to touch the sides. Although he had brought folding chairs, neither of them wanted to sit after being in the car so long. ‘Another half- hour and we’d have missed the turning,’ he said. ‘The sun’s going down fast.’ Anoushka had wandered off. She was gazing at something in the soft mounds of sand twenty yards away, but suddenly she came running back. ‘I just found a whole nest of baby turtles and they’re all dead!’ ‘Show me.’ He rose to his feet and followed. Claudia was a little behind, her drink still in her hand. Anoushka pointed to a little hole in the sand. ‘There!’

Everyone gasped in shock, accept Kymoni and Essence who just held their heads in their hands in embarrassment. “You brought Trina with you? Why would you even do that, people are going to think you're crazy riding around with a pet turtle.” Essence said shaking her head. “Wait, you want us to believe that a turtle took their hand and finger?” Mrs. Taylor said shaking her head, she didn't know what to think looking at all the people that showed up for those girls. She would have never thought that they would know anyone like the people who came to defend them. “Oh, she's not just a regular turtle she is a alligator snapping turtle and weighs two hundred pounds, and the last time we checked he

Woody ignored the mocking gazes of the crowd and asked Gerald, "Did your daughter encounter a snake-turtle when she was a child?" He quickly explained things when he saw how confused Gerald was. He said, "A snake-turtle. It's also known as the Black Tortoise."

Mark said shamelessly and received a glare from Cindy. Arya continued to bow her head and coughed even more. What about her? She had picked……. It turned out she was not only a ugly fly…….she was also abnormal…… She was wrong. The most uncouth of the uncouth is not Jack. It is definitely Mark.

I moved towards the counter to make my order but there wasn't anyone so I looked here and there by moving my head. But I got shocked as a guy appeared suddenly, getting up from the floor which couldn't be seen and I was awestruck by that cute-looking face which stared at me. "Sorry, some jars fell, I was just picking them up. What would you like to order?" He asked in his professional tone and I was awestruck by his cute voice too. "I… I… I…" I stuttered because his cute eyes were making me unable to speak. "Yes?" He waited patiently for my answer, flashing a charming smile.

like mine? “What on earth? Why are we always in these awkward situations?” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the faucet running. Tandre scratched his head sheepishly. “Then let’s switch positions,” he whispered back. Awkwardly, they maneuvered, switching places in the tight space. Now, Tandre leaned against the wall with Arwena pressed up against him. Instead of relief, Arwena felt her annoyance spike. She glared at him. “Are you making fun of me?” she asked in a sharp whisper.

The Giant Turtle chimed in, "I've underestimated you. So, you want to sit from afar to watch us fight? Do you think I'm that stupid after living for close to ten thousand years?" Darryl felt awkward. He blushed. Then, he smiled and said, "You have misunderstood. That was not my intention."

Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his eyes, those usually bright, stormy-blue eyes, looked duller now, drained. Avery’s lip trembled. I turned to look at her, and in that moment, I swear, her heart broke out loud. “It didn’t work,” she whispered, voice cracking, and she crouched beside the unmoving turtle with her hands hovering, unsure if she should even touch it. “I thought—I thought it would work…” But before any of us could say anything to comfort her, there was a twitch. Just the tiniest spasm in the turtle’s back leg. Avery froze, her breath hitched.