Confusing Questions Novels & Stories

He asked his tone unsure and bewildered. Leaning back, narrowing her eyes, "Do you want me as your mate or are you trying to convince me too not accept you?" She asked rather angrily, crossing her arms, as she glared at him. "No! Yes!" Logan responded instantly, his grip on her hips tightening slightly, "I mean, yes...I want you as my mate, it just that..." "What? The fact that I am not running for the hills, shouting bloody murder...!" She queried, "Besides, have you met my mother or sister, yeah...your revelation would be a walk in the park, compared to them!"

But. “Don’t question what the Alphas ask of you.” So I did just that.

She lets out a soft giggle. “Sorry. I just hate the twenty questions game. I think it is because I am a medical student and I like checklists and order. If people played the twenty questions game correctly, it would be fine. But no one ever does. They end up asking more than one question, or talking about something else and forgetting about the game, or forgetting to take turns. It drives me crazy.” “Are you implying that I could not follow simple game rules?” “Yes.”

* *Chocoberries* *Most important person in my life. *Mr. Roy.* Damn it! Why did both of them give same answers? Her head spun due to stress. She let out a deep sigh, trying to think of a difficult question. *How do I look?* *Beautiful…* *What kind of a question was that?* Finally, she got two different answers but the problem was that she couldn’t figure out which answer was given by which of them. This plan had failed miserably too. A whirring sound coming from behind her attracted her attention.

Jay said, “If you can answer one question correctly, I’ll help you.” Angeline then looked at the ten questions seriously. Except for the last question, the other questions were way too difficult. Angeline whined, “Whoever came up with these questions must be a lunatic. How otherwise could it be difficult for even a genius like me? As the saying goes, there’s a fine line between a genius and a mad man. A genius and a lunatic are clearly people of two worlds– “

Hikari says to them that maybe they should gather all of the clues that they got again and look for the answer. "Intelligence, kind, Light, Darkness, Smile, Awkward, Resignation, Paint, Link, Gone, Dare, Forbidden, Lonely, Love, Mystic, Rain, Cloudy, To, Have, Cure, Friend, Hate, Lie." "Just what the heck is wrong with this quest? I never thought that we will have a choice of more than 3 or 2. Is this quest is to torture us?"

", she asked with curiousty in every words that she said as I eyes pooped ot in excitement which just made Michealand I burst out in laughter and so did she. "Tell me?”, she questioned further. “Tell me would you?", she said again in between laughing "Yes" "No", I and micheal said immediately. I turned tolook at micheal who had said yes and I could also see confusion in his eye, "Not really”, I turned to Lydia and said "'Maybe”, micheal said again contrasting what I had just said "Do you two have a mate or not?, It’s a yes and no question”, Lydia asked more confused than she was the first time

How? I let out a slow breath, the frustration bleeding into it as I realize I’m just going in circles with no direction. I hate not having answers. It bothers me so much and usually drives me to the edge of insanity. My gaze lifts, meeting Gabe’s in the rearview mirror just as he looks up. “You okay?” he asks, his gaze searching mine. I shake my head. “I don’t think so… but I will be once I get some answers.” He nods, but I can see the confusion in his eyes. He can join the club because I’m just as confused about this whole thing as he is.

This afternoon, it seems to have made me quite confused to death. There are several questions in my heart that until now I still can't understand. About how it will be when my memory returns, will the feeling be the same as in general or will everything be normal. Of course, this makes me ask a lot of questions because there will never be anything that could possibly be good when we are still wondering and hoping for something that seems quite confusing. I don't want to get my hopes up too far but after all this is not something that is good for everyone. Because honestly, I don't want to disappoint King Jackob at all.

She asked, still trying to catch her breath. “No, I don’t.” “Then that question goes to the both of us. Why are you here? You were here yesterday, why are you here today?” “Because…” “Stop pretending. We are both here because since yesterday, we have been so confused about our meetings and we want answers to our disturbing questions. Now we have seen each other, can’t we just talk it out? And if we are wrong, we both part ways.” “But there’s nothing to talk about. I don’t know you, and you don’t know me.”