Crazy Stories Part 3 Novels & Stories

“I heard some rumors of you roaming quarters where you shouldn’t be. Is this what you normally wear out? My heart was in my mouth in seconds, but I smiled to hide the terror. Did someone see me going into that sex club? “Well France is a big country, your sources have to be more specific.” She laughed, “And so is Chile, I see that your stay must’ve been great, you are glowing. Is that from the sun or a hotblooded Chilean hunk?” “I guess you’d have to pay your sources handsomely to get that scoop, Celia.” I winked at her. I was proud of my flary showmanship and so was dad based on the chipper grin on his face behind the cameraman.

When she returned, Elena started brushing Caleb’s soft, brown locks tenderly. “Hey, Auntie Elena. Can you tell me a story?” Caleb asked, looking at her with those puppy eyes of his. They were in his bedroom now, and even though she wanted nothing more than for him to sleep after three days of camping, she couldn’t refuse the kid. “Of course, honey. Which story do you wanna hear? The one about the princess and the dragon or the one about the knight and the wizard?” She asked, tying Caleb’s hair into a short ponytail.

Me: uhh, I don't have any stories Chubi : then sing me a lullaby I sighed Me: I don't know any Chubi : what kind of a sister are you? I chuckled Me: lie down and close your eyes, I'll tell you a story and you'll have to imagine the characters Chubi : okay sis He laid down and I covered him, his bunny was in his arms

Kristen asked. “Now we aren’t going to get any sleep!” He complained and everyone burst out in laughter. The years had been nice to them and he was forever grateful that he agreed to shackle himself to a crazy girl and that crazy girl agreed to marry him, a crazy guy. Somehow they managed to create a crazy family. Charlie and Dorian had started arguing about something; Bea wanted to touch the baby. Ethan suddenly wanted to go to his sister. They managed to make the hospital a madhouse. His eyes caught Kristen’s over the ruckus and he smiled.

but I am proud of it. It was their journey, ahad and izzah's journey. After many obstacles in their life, they are now happy. Their were many obstacles their was heartbreaks, tears, sadness, pain and loss but they have each other, they have their families and they don't need anyone. THEY LIVED CRAZILY EVER AFTER....... THE END ————————————— I hope you guys liked the epilogue. Signing off...... ~Zaveria akhtar

She looked around and noticed the people passing were staring at her like she had gone insane. She quickly kept on walking smiling as nothing happened. After a long work, she saw a large building by her left with had "FIBRE WAY" written largely at the top. She crossed the road to the other side using the Zebra crossing. And as soon as she got there she promised herself to be nice and never to repeat the mistake she made at the school again. This company had its gates locked so she had to knock on the gates. She hit it three times and she felt pain in her knuckles making her groan in pain.

He felt fast action was vital,so he tried to twist the cyclist's head back to it's proper position,BREAKING THE BIKER'S NECK! I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

May adjusted the dress up the cleavage. She just wasn't feeling the whole thing. She did not want to tell herself that she felt nervous so she found a reason to complain. The dress wasn't that tight, her confidence seems to be running away. She looked out the window as they got to the biggest part of the city. This is known as the Village of Wealth. It isn't really a village. It's just something made up to complement the riches of all those who lived there.

I quickly walked around her, terrified her insanity might actually be contagious. The moment I opened the door, I hurried out at nearly a run. Perfect timing—the workday had just ended. I grabbed my bag, rushed out of the company, and sped all the way home. Up until now, I'd been completely confident about passing my family's trial. But after running into that lunatic Karen, I started doubting whether my patience could really last. There were still two weeks left. I couldn't imagine how unbearable every remaining day was going to be. Seeing the dark look on my face, my dad chuckled teasingly.

I looked up; his hazel eyes were locked on me, intense and unreadable. “You’re not alone tonight,” he murmured, so quiet it almost got lost in the rain. The vibe shifted. Suddenly the air felt heavy, electric, like the storm had moved indoors. Jordan moved closer, deliberate. “Know what’s better than solo p**n?” His voice dropped, rougher. I let out a nervous laugh. “A threesome with my two super gay best friends?” It was meant as sarcasm. The running joke I’d tossed out for years (Sophie and her untouchable gay duo, always the third wheel).