Comic 3d Novels & Stories

Please do not participate in or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. Cover design by InamorataFeels Blurb: Not all coins have just two faces . . . Finian Relish is the casual kind of child who thinks having two sisters and a brother is the bane of his existence. His life changes when he finds a mysterious silver coin on a lone walk home.

"Help me get the money, and I'll cut you in. Fresh start for both of us. Once it's done, I vanish. You get your life back. Clean break." Her voice chilled. "But screw me over once, and I'll burn everything. The glucose, the night visitors, all of it. Everyone goes down." I stayed quiet. She was right. I was already too deep. "I need time to think." "Three days." She laid back down, perfect coma doll again. Those three days dragged. Part of me pitied her. But mostly, I hated how cold she was. How she trapped me without blinking. Meanwhile, Ms. Deinert set up two more "special care" visits. I had to help again. Each one cut deeper. She seemed satisfied with my so-called cooperation, even hinte

His voice eased into jokes and the tension in his shoulders unknotted. “We should all go away for a bit,” he said suddenly, the words spilling out. “Take a trip. Anywhere. Three days, not more. We go to the coast, or some small town where no one knows our names, and we do nothing.” “That sounds wonderful,” I said, feeling it like a promise. “But we cannot just disappear. There is business.” He waved a hand. “Business can survive three days. We will come back. But we all need to stop thinking our problems are the only problems for a little while. Even Jace’s ghosts deserve a holiday.”

"Besides, someone might hear you. It's a shame it might get to Diego." "Chill, girl! That's just a theory." "So? All right, continue with your 'what if'." "Okay!" Stephen sighed and then propped both elbows on the table and lowered himself. "What if Diego pursues you? What about Third?" Shen's eyes narrowed at what her friend said. Then she didn't know whether to laugh or be irritated with him. "What kind of theory is that? And you're now mentioning someone who's not here." "That's why it's called a theory!" Stephen snapped. "You know what, sometimes you're really useless to talk to. But in fairness it looks like Third's gifts will be coming again." He even giggled while opening the chocolat

Joselyn said, "The third floor can be used as a comic studio, and we can hire a few more cartoonists. The first and second floors can be used as exhibition halls, and if the comics become popular, we can also create some merchandise and display them in glass cabinets." Dwayne grabbed her shoulder and said, "The idea is beautiful, it will definitely come true. I have confidence in our comic book!" Joselyn pushed away Dwayne's hand and said, "Stop flirting and pay attention to the consequences." Dwayne touched his nose and said, "I thought of you as the same gender." Joselyn lifted her foot and kicked him, "Are you annoyed or not?" Dwayne grinned, but Joselyn ignored him and turned to Brodie.

God he was handsome for an older man. Evelyn smiled as well, serene, beautiful. "It's quite all right, Miss Williams. There's no ulterior motive involved." "Go ahead, Cedric. Open it up," Shasta said. Cedric rushed to the package and paper went flying everywhere. Inside was a toy firetruck Cedric could ride in. Operated electronically with just about any bell or whistle you could imagine. It had to cost a couple thousand dollars. Cedric was ecstatic. "We can't accept it, Mr. Thornhill. It's too expensive."

I hadn't hurt anyone, but why had I to see such inhumane images in the third year after my death? I floated down and looked at the tiny baby. This was the first time I saw that child. I didn't cry when I was killed by Vivian. I didn't cry when I watched Winston dissect me with his own hands. But now, my tears were falling without stopping. This child already had hands and feet. If I hadn't been killed by Vivian, this child would have been over two years old by now.

SOFIA / NATHALIE’S POV 🍃 - “Oh right, you produced a full 3D version of the video advertisement?” “Yes, to make it better and not boring.” “Then I can’t accept what you did for free, especially since you’ve exceeded my expectations again.” “Tyler, I told you that doing 3D is a small thing for me -- well, not really.” I quickly retracted and admitted. “Besides, for your construction firm and amusement park, 3D promotional ads are better.”

I growled rubbing my hands over my face. ”I’m just not feeling it anymore, that's all" I swallowed, my mind racing. I didn’t know what to do in all honesty. I had never had this with any other woman and Blake, it usually worked well but Olivia was different and I didn’t know why. For me, our threesomes usually worked best for both me and Blake. I was there for the sex, Blake was there for the relationship. He was better at that shit than me, could understand women, talk to them and make them happy. I just fucked them and got my dick sucked. Olivia wasn’t like any of the other women we had shared though. For me just fucking her wasn’t enough. I did shit for Olivia I never did for any other wo

“Hi, Vera. Good morning.” I jerked back instinctively. His face was inches away, and for someone who has a girlfriend, he had no concept of boundaries. I pushed his forehead lightly to create distance. “Good morning, Theo.” Erica blinked with the sudden difference in the atmosphere. “No way! He’s definitely way more handsome than you,” she teased, trying to ease off the tension with nervous laughter. “Then, let’s ask Vera,” Theo scoffed, letting out a smirk. “Vera, who’s more handsome? Me or the CEO?”