Burr Novels & Stories

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he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

The hum of servers and the flicker of fluorescent lights gave the bunker an antiseptic unreality, as if reality itself was being sterilized. On the large monitor, grainy satellite footage looped without mercy. A flaming mountain in Turkey. A blurred winged shape, moving too fast for the eye. Villages gone in minutes. And beside it, security footage from Crescent Mall: a massive beast mid-leap, three heads snarling, jaws open wide enough to snap steel. The comparison was undeniable. “Same signature,” the technician muttered, his fingers trembling on the keyboard. “Tri-phased electromagnetic spikes. Identical to the Ararat incident.”

Her eyes moved to the fig tree, bare in its January stillness, every branch holding the quiet shape of waiting. “Exceptional summers,” she said. “Dona Beatriz predicts four in a row,” Dante replied. Fleur turned to him, eyebrow raised. “Who is Dona Beatriz?” “A seed shop owner in the Azores,” Dante said. “She has opinions about volcanic soil.” Fleur looked back at the fig tree, then at him. “You credit a seed shop owner for your fig tree?” “She gave us the correct information at the right time,” Dante said. “That’s how most good outcomes happen.”

He couldn't join her today because he couldn't risk leaving the unknown guest alone. Just as he was about turning to go back inside, he saw Lily. She had something in her mouth. A small backpack. She dropped it at his feet before walking inside. He picked it up and walked inside. After giving Lily a snack for her services, he opened the bag carefully. An empty water bottle, some empty wraps for granola bars and two unopened bars were the contents of the bag. He turned the bag over, shaking the bag vigorously. Nothing else was in the bag but amongst the wraps of granola bars, he noticed a small name tag depicting one name ... Kamara.

Yes he's rich,he can afford to buy those designer clothes wizzy wears. "Babe why is the music so loud",dami heard a voice from upstairs accompanied with some footsteps .Dami was so sure he heard a voice. He immediately stopped the music. Babe? Why is the music so loud? And where did that come from? He immediately thought of dropping his cup of coffee on table that was in the middle of his large sitting room and in between his majesty looking couches. He did so.

He needed to reach somewhere first. It seemed like whole city was out on the road at that day and there were too many traffic signals which seem like going red as Brian reached there. When Brian was driving, he noticed a flower shop and he parked his car on side. He crossed the street by walking and brought a bouquet from the old lady who was also the owner of the shop. Brian was very happy with the flowers he brought, and he was sure that these flowers will get him the apology he was begging for so long. Brian looked at those flowers and smelled its fragrance. He was delighted with it. His stare suddenly fall onto his watch and he remembered that he was running late. He practically started