Curiosity Novelas e Histórias

“How awful were they?” “A great deal of things are terrible or expected to be awful, yet being interested is completely normal. Things occur at your age. Feelings, sentiments, desires…lots of stuff is changing and it's almighty. Being interested is typical, and if you don't investigate, how might you know?” Patty said. “You must be brilliant, yet encountering things is fine.” “Shrewd,” Carmen murmured. “Indeed, shrewd. You shouldn't hurt yourself or any other person, and don't do things that will influence the rest of your life adversely.”

I wiggle my brows. My power start to rise up but then that’s when I feel it, my wrist and ankles start to burn. I clench my jaw to stop any emotion. She’s using ..demons rain ? Poison. How did she get that? “Real clever aren’t you.” She stands at the foot of the bed face unreadable. “Make all the jokes you like. You aren’t going anywhere.” She holding a cup in her hands. Coffee? I sniff the air. Doesn’t smell like it. It just smells like human skin with goat milk and honey ? “What’s that smell?” I ask.

Everyone turned to look at her. "You're having a long talk," Curiosity said. "About hard things. I don't understand it. Can I go play while you talk? I'll come back later if you need me." Beginning laughed. Sudden. Surprised. Delighted. "Yes," Beginning said. "Yes, Curiosity. Go play. You're absolutely right. This is a long talk about hard things you don't need to understand yet. Go play. We'll call you if we need you. Thank you for reminding us that not everything needs to be complicated. That sometimes the right answer is 'go play.' Thank you."

chest. This titan of industry, this man who had "curated" my career from the shadows, had been saving the most vulnerable part of himself for the boy who shared a candy bar with him thirty years ago."Well," I said, leaning down to press a soft, lingering kiss to his forehead. "For a first-timer, you're a very quick learner."The morning air was cool, but under the sheets, the heat radiating from David was intense. I felt him stir against my leg—that thick, heavy weight rising again, pulsing with a life of its own. He looked at me, his eyes clouded with a mix of shock at his own stamina and that same raw, submissive longing I’d seen the night before."How about breakfast?" I asked, a predatory

My hand shook as I pinned back my curl, I had developed such a bad tremor in the last years- perhaps due to my illness, or the countless medications I have to take due to it. Triston's voice cut through the silence of the bathroom, "What color are you wearing tonight?" I turned my head up,

but my very spirit endlessly perverted by speculation concerning whatever delirious dance this upstart pretender and I are enacting upon the stage? I'm panting like a winded cur by the climax of this maddening self-interrogation. Every pulse pounding with the seething refusal to let this ridiculously inflated farce go any further. To allow my transcendent destiny among legends to remain forever toxified by a poisonous infatuation for my sworn enemy.

Checking him up and down, Chahat ran towards Sherhzaad in shyness before hiding behind her legs. Shehryar, frozen at his place, gazed up at Sherhzaad. Mama? His eyes turned cold and emotionless. That little human was his exact replica. Could it be? He raised his blank eyes to Sherhzaad, looking for an explanation. The turmoil in her petrified orbs confirmed his suspicion. With clenched jaw, he stepped closer to them. His heart thudded as he kneeled before Shehrzaad, coming face to face with his tiny human who was taking time to time peaks at him.

He found her cute. “What are you looking at?” She asked again when he was not saying anything but instead he just kept looking and aura was beginning to feel uncomfortable, “say something” she added. “You look pretty, I can now fully see why Liam was obsessed with you” he replied casually. “What do you mean?” “Your eyes make you look different” “Hmm” Aurora cleared her throat awkwardly, “thank you” she added almost inaudibly but Malcolm heard her. The two of them became quiet as the time passed by slowly, different thoughts and emotions running through their minds but no one to say a word. It was like they were both waiting for who would say something first but none of them was saying anythi

Moosa looked at her with a questioning gaze, "what have you brought for me?" "Promise me, you will not turn down the cure, I brought. Because I brought it after gathering alot of courage," A look passed across his eyes, as he asked her, "will it help?" "It does," "To what extent?" "It will make you forget everything. Will give you moments of respite. A fresh breath from the pain you are suffering. It's not easy to be in your shoes and I know what I'm doing. So trust me," "Alright. Bring it in,"