Create A Novels & Stories

He already loathes me, and not to omit his remorseless persona and ill-temper. And these days, Xavier has been incredibly crusty and temperamental. He is impulsive. Today I am dead for good. My heart drops with apprehension. Shaking my head, I tried to strip off bone-chilling and dispiriting thoughts. This is not the time to envision, I still have some time left. Maybe I can quickly fix something for him. Even though a huge part of me still doubts it, I'll be able to make him something before he gets downstairs.

Now Jon wanted me to live up to it. A green screen appeared before me. Do you wish to create a new skill? I tapped the screen, and it opened up another window. It said Fusion on the top, below it, held two boxes and a list of my skills. I glanced up to Matilda. She wasn't moving. Still trying to comprehend what was going on. I had time. I selected [Overseer] and tapped on [Copywriter]. Do you wish to combine these two? "Yes," I said. The two smashed together, creating a new skill called [Mirror Eyes]. Do you wish to update the system? "Yes."

could he? I reached the fray, noticing that my packmates were attacking the blue werewolf individually. The creature smiled diabolically, clawing and biting some members of our pack. He moved with terrifying speed, appearing and disappearing as if he were an apparition. It startled us but never enough to break our courage in the face of a creature never before seen in this land—or any other. Lucien moved with more skill than any of us, being the oldest and the supreme alpha. But without his animal form, he wasn’t a match for this new enemy of our pack.

Everyone studies me, the guys taking in my amazing outfit and the girls looking jealous that I might steal their boyfriends or something. Well, I won't deny the possibility. "This is our newest intake; Ava Collins. I would like all of you to make her feel welcome. Rhea, kindly show her around." He says as a girl I assume is Rhea, eyes me up and down, nodding her head. "Well, I'll leave you to get comfy with your peers and settle in. Before I forget" he hands me a card with my name and a code on it. "This is your identification card. You can use it to gain access to your classes, dorm and get your schedule. I'll check on you before the day ends." He says before leaving me with a group of youn

But I just wasn't ready. Taking a deep breath, I held on to the railing of the bridge and looked over at Izzy who seemed nervous, "this place holds a lot of memories for Julia and I, and I was hoping we could create a new memory—you and I, here in my special place." Izzy's eyes lit up, her face turning into a darker shade of pink, causing me to snort a laugh. "I named this bridge somewhere," I began talking, somehow thinking my words through and making sure they came out correctly.

Unlike the hushed, museum-like lobby, this place buzzed with the clicking of keyboards, the whirring of high-end printers, and the frantic chatter of people who looked like they hadn't slept in forty-eight hours. ​"You must be the new girl. Martin, right?" ​A woman with sharp, bobbed hair and a tablet tucked under her arm stopped in front of me. She didn't wait for an answer. "I’m Monica, the Senior Content Producer. You’re late for the briefing. Follow me." ​I scrambled to keep up with her. She walked with a terrifying speed that reminded me of the helicopters.

It read: "Go grocery shopping for unavailable items in the house. I'll deal with you if these items are not home by the time I get back from work" I sighed and searched for money or a credit card on the table. But she didn't leave any for me. How am I supposed to pay for these items? I screamed and walked away to my room feeling broken. I looked at the makeup items lying on my sofa. I started applying the foundation and at the same time, releasing a tear. Do you even understand my pain? I mean this is not a life!!! Yes, the scar was gone and that alone made me smile. I went on to apply nude lipstick since it matched my skin color. I had a caramel complexion but, on my back, it was a blend of

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