Caught Up In Between Novels & Stories

I look back at my case study options and I add a fourth one and then immediately cross it out before I can finish writing it. But the two words are still visible under the single line. False testimony.

“Dude, I didn’t do it intentionally. I was in class, remember? This morning? I got that class with--” Max interrupted. “I call, you jump. That’s how that works. You wanna be one of us? That’s what it takes. This is the last time I’m tracking you down for a job. Got it?” “Hey, Maxy-pad. You're the one who wanted me to--”

no way! why am I bent in such an angle like a baby in the womb, what is happening to me? I took a look at my position, my breath got stuck in my throat as I realized I was inside a rope like thing, no,...wait, I am in a FUCKING trap. This isn't funny any more, am I going to die as food for carnivores as I become their special treat. No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too

Because that was time the stakeholders were also busy having a board meeting. It was like the world around me during this time became much more elaborately complex, every detail pronounced like zooming into a high definition photograph, Each pixel of color began to stand out on its own like taunting dots, mocking with wicked grins as if they were hiding each secret. I was on my deep thoughts when I heard Aki asked, "Are ya' alright?" I was taken aback when she slapped my left arm. I winced and I furrowed my brows at her. I gently shook my head, up and down, lips turning up.

"The guy whose butt you were admiring." "What?" Her smile was now replaced with a frown. She snatched her hand from his in a not so nice way and held it to her chest. "I'm so sorry about that day, I was dazed. I had hit my head and-" "It's okay." He cut her rapid talking short in between laughs. "My name is Tristan." "Maris." She replied quickly then squinted her eyes at him. "Where are your bunny like teeth?" She bent her head a little to look into his mouth and got a mental slap from her subconscious. She pulled her head back and cleared her throat.

Alex caught me before my knees hit the floor. And the line cut.

Kicking one foot after the other temperamentally, I started pulling at the scape of his hair. "You brat_" "Man, put her down. I'll take it from here."To my best luck, Jasper crossed his way and intervened just as the man spat with fury. Even though I almost stumbled on my feet with his aggressive drop, I'm glad I am still in one piece.

She looked up at him with a dreamy smile, her eyes dazed and dropping closed like she was going to fall asleep any minute. “Have a nice dream, baby…we’ll talk soon.” He stepped away from her to the window and crawled out onto the roof and over to the side fence, jumping down onto the fence, holding onto the guttering leaning over the three foot gap before twisting to jump to the ground on the neighbor’s side. He grimaced in pain, hissing out a breath as his ribs complained about the movements. He straightened up, leaning on the fence for a second to get his breath back before hurrying out of the neighbor’s yard before he was seen and into his car.

Each command tightened the choreography into something useful. Somewhere in the second round, my elbow haunched a little too soon on the pivot, my knee a fraction misaligned, and Alexander’s palm came down on my shoulder to correct me. Reflex took over: I adjusted my weight, brought my arm up in an instinctive, deflecting parry, and then saw Lucien step into my path. His timing had been perfect for cake, dreadful for a training drill.

The author respects anyone, and if you are under the age of 18 and still proceeds on reading the story the author has no means of any, not one of taking responsibility if you are to encounter content with high risk. Thus, read at your own risk. In Between, a new novel of fataldestiny will now start.