Chasing Shadows In The Grocery Line Novels & Stories

Three blocks from the gallery, I felt it again. That weight. That presence. I glanced behind me. Empty street. Normal. Still... I picked up my pace. Two more blocks. I turned a corner and stopped suddenly to tie my bootlace—quick, subtle. Then I looked. There he was. A shadow just far enough back. Same black jacket. Same stride. Same damn chill down my spine. My pulse spiked. Without thinking, I slipped into the first lit space I saw—a corner convenience store with buzzing fluorescent lights and a sleepy cashier behind the counter.

Something to help when the ache in my legs and shoulders refuses to quiet. Zerina hums softly in my head. She doesn’t say anything, just lets me move at my own pace. It’s almost reverent, this silence between us. We’re ready to move again. Not just because we’re running. But because we have to keep going. The fluorescent lights inside the grocery store buzz faintly overhead, almost too bright after so many nights spent beneath trees and clouds. The automatic doors slide open, and I step inside, hugging my nearly empty duffle bag tightly to my side. I don’t make eye contact with anyone, and nobody seems to notice me—just another tired girl in a hoodie moving through the aisles.

Shrugging up her shoulders, she first had gone to the grocery store to buy some food for dinner for today as she will be the one in charge of cooking-judging by the screaming sound not far away, it will take a long time for her uncle to quickly finish the monsters off. Coincidentally, as Kate was going to her uncle apartment, she came across a grocery that was left opened and not closed, and also, there was no one to be seen inside, operating the grocery store. She does not know why the owner of this grocery was so careless but still, she entered the grocery store, not forgetting to close it in case of someone breaking in and turning into a pervert. While she was closing the door, a small sh

The lady at the counter had her earbuds in ear, she was scanning my items when she glanced up at me. “I have seen you somewhere,” she spoke as she packed my groceries. “Yeah, I am regular here” I smiled but she had this disappointed look on her face. “Oh” that was all she had said and she continued with what she did, ignoring me. I walked out of the store and I headed home. I felt someone following me so I walked as fast as I could. Once I did release a breath then my phone beeps just as I entered my living room. I brought it out and a new comment was just posted, it read; I still think it is Shirley Aubrey, maybe the Icehawks’ pr team are trying to cover up something.

"No.” After she finished adding up the total, I paid, and she gave me a big plastic bag filled with my groceries. I thanked her and then left the supermarket. The sunlight warmed my face and gradually brightened the street as the day progressed, pushing away the gray clouds lingering in the sky. My surroundings were becoming more vibrant but I couldn't quite shake this gloomy feeling inside me. I still have this sense that someone is watching and following me even now. I hurried home, not noticing what was around me and I ended up slipping right on a puddle on my way. I lost my footing and fell back, but someone caught my body just in time before I hit the floor.

Her breaths came in quick, shallow gasps as she tried to calm her racing thoughts. However, luck was not on her side. The guards, vigilant and determined, soon entered the supermarket, their gaze sweeping through the crowded aisles. Lith's heart skipped a beat as their eyes locked onto her hiding place. She pressed herself further into the shelves, desperately hoping to blend in with the merchandise surrounding her. "Stop right there!" one of the guards bellowed, his voice cutting through the noise of the supermarket. The attention of nearby shoppers turned towards the commotion, their curiosity piqued.

I was going to make sure that I create memories that would make her feel better with me and probably, our bond will grow stronger. I smiled to myself as I pictured how things would work according to my plan. I went to the fridge only to find out that I was out of groceries and some needed ingredients to make a sweet chicken, because my elated mood gave me a great appetite, which only bad news can kill. I went out and then headed to the supermarket and shopped for groceries and other things, then I saw a lady, who looked familiar, walking down a dark alley which was opposite the supermarket. She was looking left and right to be certain that no one was watching her.

" Are you sure that stores are still open" " seventy percent sure" "Let me accompany you" "Thanks, dear" The girls left and they were lucky enough to see an open store, they bought all that was on the list and left the store. On their way back home they saw a shadow, they got scared and started walking fast, the shadow still followed. Kesley got an idea and told Scarlet to hide beside the waste bin, while she will hide behind the wall of a store. They stayed there for some time and got tired, they did not see the shadow again. Kesley and Scarlet walked faster.

When he found their hiding place empty, the overwhelming stench of rogues and wolves from another pack had completely overwhelmed him. Shadow had searched for his little friend for days, but her body and the bodies of her family were never discovered, probably torn to pieces or carted off as some macabre trophy somewhere. Shaking his head to rid himself of his heavy thoughts, Shadow stretched. Sliding out from under the covers, he padded over to his closet, taking out a fresh pair of shorts, a running singlet, and shoes. An early morning run always helped to clear his mind, and with the latest pairings and the unlucky wolves returning from the Howling tomorrow, he would have to oversee the f

#Dorothy’s POV# The sliding doors part with that automatic sigh, and I step into the grocery store with my head still buzzing. The smell hits me first—overripe bananas somewhere near the entrance, mixed with the artificial cool of the air-conditioning. I didn’t come here because we need anything urgent. I came because I don’t know where else to put myself right now. The villa feels too heavy, the clinic too close in my mind. I just… needed aisles. Something about walking up and down them, letting my eyes pass over shelves of shampoo and cereals, pretending life is ordinary, is easier than facing what I’ve just learned.