Chesapeake Novels & Stories

Before we start the journey of our lead, let's meet the people that will give us some fun. Also, I'll be using (') to indicate thoughts. KANATHA TRION Kanatha is also known as Gulf Lewis. A 19-year-old beautiful young man. His hair is long and really beautiful for a man. There's a reason behind his long hair that we will find out soon. He was born a Trion but his identity was snatched away from him because of a bad past that caused him to lose his true family. Secrets about himself will soon be revealed.

The night breeze fanned her skin when she alighted from the yatch and they made their way to a beach resort on the island of Haling Cove. The resort had been a fabulous exquisite looking glass house which seemed portable and classy at the same time. The interior decor was modern and screamed finesse, vibrant colors decked the walls of the house; something which Marcellus's mansion at Ocean city lacked. The expensive house looked like one of those houses on Bondi beach or the resorts on the Maldives.

She noticed a cat jump out of the nearest dumpster when it sensed her presence, Champagne raised her fist and knocked on the wooden door. She looked around this place and sighed, she knew that she had no right to judge but the only comforting thing in this area was the road that passed through the silent. "Shut up " there was a scream from the house across the street and a glass bottle was thrown out crashing in to pieces by the road side. Champagne felt a chill rush through her veins just as the door opened. " What is it that you really love about this place ?" She asking Samantha while forcing her way in.

He blinked and his eyes showered his cheeks. " Give me water, " Ace head snaps towards the voice, Asher stands beside the fridge that he can't reach. He looks towards where Oren was standing. Where did he go? " Why are you crying?" Asher asks and looks at Ace, who was trying to wipe all of his tears. " onions, " Ace says and Asher shrugs and points at the fridge. " I want water, " He says again. Ace gets the bottle out of the fridge and pour a glass for him.

"I know I sound crazy, but you have to believe me when I say that I have a bad feeling. I know something is wrong. I need to get to him." Adam's mother thinks again about my words. It's as if I can see her thoughts processing through the black of her eyes. "Alright," she says. "Let's go. Come on." She drives us down a road I've never been on before, and it suddenly turns to dirt. I realize it's because I've never been this north of Waindale, an area close to the mountains and blanketed by dense forest. The ground is uneven and rocky, bouncing me around in my seat. When I stare out at the trees, they seem to carry on forever, never thinning out, only becoming thicker, so close that they seem

she asked as I leaned against the island leaving my back to face the living room. "I'm dying," I joked and she smiled moving to stand in front of me. "You're so fucking dramatic" she pointed out softly, her gaze falling to my hip. "What?" I asked holding her hand, pulling her attention back to me. "Tell me about your tattoo," she said referring to the one on the right side of my hip, and I smiled. "It's an Adinkra symbol, it means strength" "An Adinkra symbol?" she repeated, wordlessly asking me to explain.

Alexandra responds like she wasn't offended at all. "Alexs!" Trisha calls out with a glare. "Whatever!" "Am out!" Karis who obviously had an idea of where this was leading to announces. ____________________________🖊 Chris watches Raphael walk in with a bottle of red wine, he smirks when Raphael joins him on the bed.

I put it in my boots. "Please where are we??."I asked her. "This is the Thompson club."She said . "Can I take a train from this place to crescent palace."I asked again. She looked at me weirdly."That place has been bought by the government." "Ok." "Can I spend night here,I don't mind sleeping on the floor."Bethany continued. "I have an even better idea."She said. "What is it.". "We are currently looking for waitress ,you could work here."She said.

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Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.