Blackberry Stories Novels & Stories

Suit pouted childishly at Anderson, and continued, “Do we have a deal, Mr. Anderson?” Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive ten stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation.

This wasn’t business. This was Belle. The tension in the room felt heavier than any deal he had ever handled. If only that message would arrive—everything would be over in an instant. Minutes stretched on in suffocating silence, broken only by the ticking clock. Then Pete’s phone vibrated. He froze. Swallowing hard, he unlocked the screen with slightly trembling fingers and read the message that had just appeared. “The sparrow will return to its nest.” Pete exhaled sharply, relief washing over him.

TABLE OF CONTENTS Prologue CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA CHAPTER TWO – APEX PREDATOR CHAPTER THREE – HUNTING PARTY CHAPTER FOUR – TRAPPED CHAPTER FIVE – CAPITAL’S TRUTH Bonus story  A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO DIE YOUNG * CHAPTER ONE – THE INVITE TO DEATH * CHAPTER TWO – BAD FRIENDS, BAD * CHAPTER THREE – CRUMBLING FLESH OF CHILDREN  THE BIRTH OF ERIC KANE  BLOODY METELE  WRONG TURN  MYSTERIES OF FATE  DOCTOR BROWN  LATE KATE FOSTER You are about to journey through a story or should I say stories of suspense and survival. The story of Roxanne, Eric Kane,,, Ariana, Thieves, and A Christian and an Atheist

“B.C. It’s going to lead people back to Brick since Camille—the author of that article—has a connection to both you and Gabby, and you’re closely related to him.” Kaitlynn blinked at him once, then threw her head back and laughed. And while she was busy not-catching on, I strolled further into the room to snag an apple from the basket on the coffee table, and I plopped down next to her. “But that’s ridiculous,” she finally said, slapping my leg. “Brick’s not…” Voice falling quiet, she turned slowly to look at me. “Oh my God,” she rasped before smacking my leg again, but harder this time. “You’re Black Crimson?”

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

I smile at my daughter and say, “Over medium, please.” Then she looks at Gabriel, fighting a smile. “Can you eat better than you can dance?” The girls erupt into laughter, and Gabriel holds his hands up in defeat. “Look at it this way, ladies: I gave you a great story.” Britanya looks between me and Gabriel and winks. “Doesn’t seem like the story’s over.”

I never should have agreed to this weekend getaway. The cabin was supposed to be a family reset for me, Sarah, and Millie. Three days in the mountains, no work emails, just the three of us breathing the same air for once. Sarah had sworn she would make it. Then her boss called with another “emergency” client meeting overseas, and just like that, the trip became me and my twenty-four-year-old stepdaughter, alone.

Chapter 1 The bookstore smelled like fresh coffee and old paper, the way it always did on event nights. Elena Reyes stood at the front of the packed reading room, microphone in hand, watching twenty kids and their parents lean forward as she finished the last chapter of the bedtime story. Laughter rippled through the crowd. A little girl in the front row clapped so hard her pigtails bounced. Then her phone buzzed on the podium. Once. Twice. Three times. She ignored it until the applause died down. Only then did she glance at the screen.

I won't be able to take back my pack if I am unaware of the foreign power I have. 'Not that I want to, but only I know the consequences of dealing with something who'd power that's -let's just say unmeasurable; for me' I take out the new Blackberry phone that I bought with the credit card I stole from a guy in the subway, who kept pulling me into his lap - and dial a very familiar number. "Who the fuck-"I chuckle softly and he immediately goes silent, I hear the laughter from the other line as well and my smile widens

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.