Cought Novels & Stories

I woke up to a pail of water thrown on me which soaked my gown. I jolted up and scampered backward in shock, only to be backed against a wooden wall. My hands were shackled and I felt the cold tight embrace of the iron as it bit my skin. My eyes squinted as they recovered from the sleep, it slowly made out eyes and faces that were glued on me.

Everybody is different from each other, having both positive and negative sides. On the other hand, Rebecca turned to another cousin when she noticed Annabel putting down her cell phone. Anabelle was frowning. "Can't be contacted." "Meaning, she's also blocklisted you," Brandon snarled jokingly. Anabelle was perplexed when she noticed that her insane cousin's joke had been taken seriously. Caitlyn asked Brandon, "Why would she do such a thing?" And turned softly to Anabelle. “Don't believe that, Anabelle! Olivia will not blocklist us―the girls!"

“How may I serve you?” The second wolf at the table was about to speak when my scent hit him, Instead he let out a small cough as he quickly pressed himself into the back of booth, as far away from me as possible. What was that about? I took a confused glance at Alpha Cole and it froze me in place, if he was angry before he was furious now. I could tell by his white knuckle grip on the table and the way his eyes had darkened that he was barely restraining himself from shifting forms.

He added as he looked at her trembling hand. "I saw Margaux's past, how she killed those people and burnt their bodies." April deliberately replied as she tried not to recall what she had seen in the pot. She glanced round the room and her eyes caught the black cloak on the floor. She moved to where the cloak was and picked it up. "This looked like the cloak she wore when she killed those people." She said and for some reasons, April felt the cloak she was holding also looked so similar to the one she was wearing. Margaux's cloak has an imprint on it, she looked at her cloak and found the same imprint at the left side of the cloak. "This...."

"Save me the pretence and your stupid guy code shit you don't have to save him even when it's this obvious" He zipped it. Lucky for them the traffic started moving and Lewis drove away. After a minute or so they also started moving, Tom rolled up the window. Silence graced the car again. Then a thought struck Elsie, how about she unmasked Tom's boss? She called him and put his phone on loud speaker. In Swahili we say, siku ya nyani kufa miti yote huteleza...on monkey's day of doom all trees get slippery. Simply, when it's time to get caught there is nothing you can do about it "Hi babe" Elsie said happily when he picked.

On the last trip before Zeke Malone and I were set to register our marriage, someone clamped a hand over my mouth and dragged me into the bushes to assault me. Zeke and my sister, Crystal Bianco, arrived just in time to "save" me. That was when I heard Zeke switch to French and ask her, "Did you get enough footage just now?" "Yeah," Crystal answered back in French. "But isn't this unfair to Lizzie?" Zeke's voice turned grave. "The man was only acting. He never actually went through with it. We just needed the footage. As long as I don't hold it against her, that's all that matters. "Besides, you could win a Pulitzer for breaking this story. That's what actually matters here." I lay in

Sharp stormy blue eyes despite the softness of morning light. But I know better. There is a flicker beneath the surface. Anticipation. Cassian comes behind me holding a metallic black box. He unwraps my hair and begins a hair care routine I know nothing about very carefully, section by section with bottles and different combs from the black box. He applies a what looks like a light oil, diffuses the curls just enough to enhance their natural fall without taming them completely. Wild. But disciplined. I close my eyes and let him do his thing.

Axle picked two photos from the folder. "They're doomed. Cole has already fallen victim, you should've seen his face when he caught us in bed, priceless. Toby the virgin, well not anymore... is dumb enough to take my bait." A naughty smile crossed her lips as she ripped the photos into pieces and threw them in the air like confettis. While her father is in awe still buffering from what her daughter just muttered.

I didn't even pause at the door so how did he manage to get it so fast. "What you just have to know is that Kennedy's work name is swift and that is because he's fast at everything especially theft abd breaking into things. He's one of the very best at what he does, taking your phone was a little challenge for him. Anyway now that your plan failed, what is it gonna be?" "What else? Isn't it glaring you won?" "What are you insinuating Mami?" I asked excitedly, Victory sure had a pleasant taste and I was reeling in it.

Maris ran and enveloped her in a warm embrace with her eyes closed and chin resting on the woman's shoulder. Instantly, something clicked in Maris' head and she unlatched from the hug with a scowl on her face, saying, "What do you want?" "I came to save you," the woman said, showing off some teeth and Maris noticed she had gotten a black eye. "After letting him to almost shift my cervix." Maris rolled her eyes and walked away, turning her back and folding her arms. "Keyword, almost." The catfish of a woman pinched the air to demonstrate almost. "You killed him right?"