Beautiful Little Fools Novels & Stories

When I was little, Mom once said, “You love playing with water so much, why don’t you just live in the toilet?” So I sat beside the toilet all night, until my legs went numb and I could not stand. They laughed and called me stupid. I only thought people said things in confusing ways. Lucas loved using that against me. Just last week, he deliberately knocked over my water bottle. Hot water soaked through my textbooks. He stood there with a crooked smile. “Oops, Mason. My bad. I didn’t mean to do that.” “You’re so smart, though. You must have memorized everything already, right?”

Her small hands press against my chest, not shoving me away, but steadying herself. When she tilts her head back and looks up at me through those big, brown eyes, my heart feels like it's splitting apart. She giggles softly, the sound so innocent. "You just saw me, big guy," she teases, voice sweet, playful, oblivious. Good. She thinks I'm Atticus. Instead of correcting her, all I do is smile.

“Look at this little bastard. Couldn’t even commit. Two solid yeses and one ‘maybe I’ll ruin your life, maybe not.’ Classic. Just like the guys who made it.” She started laughing, and I started laughing with her, and then the laugh turned into something thicker in my throat that I had to swallow down fast. I whispered, mostly to the tests, mostly to myself, “Fuck.” Just that. One word. But it came out so small and so loud at the same time that Riley pulled me into a real hug, the kind that hurts your ribs, and I let her because what else was I gonna do?

He'll pay well for the entertainment. Joann's eyes gleamed when she spotted the tank of live Australian lobsters. "Look how filthy they are. Wouldn't want to offend Mr. Shenton's eyes, would we? Toss them in—let the lobsters clean them up." The manager gagged Caleb and bound his wrists before hurling us into the tank. The enraged crustaceans struck instantly, their claws slicing into Caleb's skin. I held him tight, my eyes blazing as the massive pincers ripped our flesh until the water turned a faint shade of red.

“You know what, Collins? This is it. I’m so tired. Tired of all this… this world, this life, this constant cycle of lies. Why… why? His voice broke beside me, desperate and trembling. “Selene, I’m so sorry. Please… I’m sorry. I never meant for it to be like this. I swear.” But I couldn’t even look at him. The weight of everything pressed down, suffocating. And his apologies, no matter how sincere they sounded, felt too little, too late. My throat burned as I forced out a laugh, the kind that wasn’t from amusement but from something jagged clawing inside me. I tilted my head back, clutching my chest as the words spilled out of me. I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood. My laugh turned b

We're at the beach enjoying the sun, the breeze and the smell of the ocean. "Mamá! Bampás chase me." Atlas giggles showcasing his right dimple, he runs in a circle with Basil chasing him. His red curls bounce with each step and his bright green eyes are happy. Calliope is next to me building a sandcastle, with her dark wavy hair and midnight blue eyes she almost looks exactly like Basil. "Baby how about you go play with Atlas and Bampás." She shakes her head. "No, I stay with sister and mamá." She's stubborn just like her father. A babbling Eleni sits on my lap drooling on her fist.

JinLong smiled proudly and put a hand on her shoulder, and Jay grumbled. Her brother and his gang of tall friends, looking down on her from their sky high heads like she's an endangered animal at the zoo. Finally, her brother said something. "Hey, what's wrong with her? Why are you two looking at her like that?" The two friends snapped out of their stare and gave her brother a look, then their eyes diverted back to her. "She's so..." The blond boy paused, trying to find the words. "Small." Small? She's small? Well, coming from a giant's perspective, she's an ant. Jay let out a sigh before she decided to torment her brother.

“And right there is Shawn.” He had a short haircut and blue eyes. He was the jokester of the group. He nodded at me with a mischievous grin. “Wassup.” “And that is Nicky.” She had long blond hair with brown eyes. She was very pretty and bright. I smiled at all of them. “It’s nice to meet you guys-” “Sorry I’m late.” A guy came rushing at us. Maggie smiled brightly. “Great. Everybody is now here. Emma, this is Alex. Alex, this is Emma.”

But I don't know the exact reason because I find myself enjoying their petty fights. "Madam Poppy released her second Christmas collection this morning," the salesgirl tells me. Her name tag reads 'Talia'. I nod in response and look away. I never talk to the girls at Aunt's boutique unless I'm spoken to. It is forbidden to me as ordered by Aunt Mary.

As the end of the school year is fast approaching, Arman and Kyle spend more time together. But now, they have an addition to their team. Arman named the dog he rescued as Bullet. He's starting to grow and change, and people are starting to notice that he's not just a typical dog. Some of their neighbors are saying that Bullet is not a dog, but a wolf.