Boba Stories Novels & Stories

*Present Day* Bryan's thumb idly rubbed the rim of his teacup as he sat with his legs apart, head tilted slightly. The old man, Baba Razz, had served them some tea as he told them about the origin of their kind, and now Bryan was so calm, trying to process everything Baba Razz had told them. "And that… is how our kind came to be," Baba Razz finished, placing his own empty cup on the table with a gentle clink.

- Bobby while Papa is telling us what happen, JM still shaking in fear "Papa im scared!"- JM my brother is already crying so do I also but I'm not that crying hard like him "After I got outside, I've found those monsters chasing people and eating them alive, I try to help someone but the eaten person becomes one of them also!"- Bobby as Papa's telling us the story his face is so afraid and his eyes are in disarray, it was like he saw a glimpse from hell Papa hugs us deeply I can feel his trembling body, so I hug papa and little brother also

Noel asked, typing on the chatbox below the video. “Nothing much.” The man said, scratching the back of his head. “I am just stuck with work. Help me, Noeell!” “That isn’t my problem.” Noel typed out, looking at the barista in front of him and pointed at the item on the menu on the counter. Caramel Boba tea. “Just one? Would you like whipped cream with that?” She asked, sneaking glances at him every now and then. Noel nodded and paid, taking his token, he took a seat at the corner of the café, finally turning his attention to the man on the screen, glaring at him.

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.