Crimble Crumble Novels & Stories

Alaric and Daisy trembled and they didn’t dare to utter a word. “The hurt you caused me can’t be erased with mere apologies.” I looked coldly at them and said, “Don’t come bothering me again.”

Philip closed the curtains of his room and sat down on the bed with his laptop. He had to find out who was responsible for the unjustified accusations against the CRUZ company. The company had suffered a further decrease in profit by seventy percent over the last few weeks. He understood that it was easier to fall from a ladder than to get back up and he didn't want it to happen to the CRUZ company.

I spilt the tears. My heart was hammering in my chest, and I can't seem to stop replaying the moment. It was just too embarrassing that the person I've had a crush on since i first stare has his brown eyes, even if it was just for a short while, I still can't stop the memory of slap that still replay on my head. I just let my "pride" down and cry my heart out because it was just too hurt, not just because of the slap or the public but because I had a "CRUSH" on him, a crush on a lowful guy.

I sat still as best as I could without falling off, but not without jostling up and down whenever he made a turn or curve. This is one hell of a ride.

He was struggling to find his feet; the drugs must have been kicking in. Jess was going to get out of here or she was going to die trying. The latter may be more realistic. She climbed to her feet and let out a scream of pain. She limped frantically for the front door and threw it open. Jedd followed staggering across the room.

“I’m busy. Gotta go.” Beep. Beep. Beep. He hung up on me. I gripped my phone, my hand trembling. On the table, our bonding goblets—the silver pair we drank from at our ceremony—slid to the edge and fell. CRASH. The cups hit the floor, dented and deformed, no longer a perfect pair. Just like us. Broken. With no hope of repair. I filed the Mate Bond Dissolution Agreement with the Elders. I’d had it ready for a long time.

His hands bit into my waist, then released as soon as my feet found purchase, just long enough to steady, not long enough to linger. Behind us, the rescued girl and Grant followed, the older woman right after. One step, two— The makeshift stair under Corvin’s foot **crumbled**. He slipped. There was nothing under him but open air. He didn’t make a sound at first. His body jerked, weight dropping. His hand shot out instinctively, catching the edge of the broken stair above—but the stone there was already disintegrating in slow, hissing pieces. For one heart-stopping second, half his body hung over the void, suspended only by crumbling stone and willpower.

> He then explained that the crumble stones are useless minerals that get attached to other ores and that its trash material is worthless even worse than coal… he explained that people dump them in the forest as trash… no respect for ecology but this might be useful for me because when my Evil eyes scanned it… I could see the clearly how it absorbed the natural flow of mana in the air This material may be the first step to making the archive! No… For all spells that require enchantment!

SHE said that she wanted more, so the young man gave her that. But at that moment, his gentle tongue that tenderly caresses her femininity is gone. Instead, Jason's tongue became like a burning coil. Just a glowing coil of a paintbrush that smears insane but earnest happiness into her femininity. And that gave her reason to let out a series of growls and suppressed screams.

Anna's head was bowed low as she tried to fit her skirt firmly and neatly on her body. "My clothes are missing", Kaylee said loudly and Anna turned her head up abruptly and widen her eyes in shock "What?!" * * *