Customs Stories Novels & Stories

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

F - First U - Uncommon C - Classified K - Kriminal (I am using 'K' instead of 'C' because it's my story, so no offense) Take care of yourselves, my readers !! Tell me what you like, tell me when I was wrong :-)

“Hard and deep, for hours, until she screams herself hoarse with pleasure. They say his cock is thick as a man’s wrist and he never tires. And the blessings… gods, her family’s fields burst with grain, their coffers overflow with gold, and every child born after is strong and beautiful. Who wouldn’t want to be the one he chooses?” I had stood ankle-deep in the stream, scrubbing a tunic in silence while my stomach twisted. I wanted none of it. Not the beast. Not the endless rutting they described like some holy ecstasy. Not the fate of being dragged away to whatever shadowed lair he called home, to be claimed and bred and kept like a prized possession. I was nineteen summers old. My fingers w

She pouted. "Mami, I don't care. All I know is I want you to pack our bags before I return." He snapped. "Someone is on his period" She whispered waving hand at the friendly receptionist. After packing the bags up, she opened the curtains. Looking at the busy street, she will miss taking tea while hussain is hugging her behind. She sighed softly, this is not how she wanted her vacation to end. She wanted to leave a memory behind and now all the memory she will leave behind, is that of her husband fighting his brother.

"Since we're flying internationally, we'll go through international security. Customs will definitely ask questions. "If they ask, everyone should say we're going to inspect agricultural projects and we're all relatives from the same village, got it?" Phineas asked, "Morton, why do we have to say that? Can't we just say we're going to work and make money?" Morton looked at him and explained patiently. "Because our work is special and needs to be kept secret. Would you want to tell others about your money-making opportunity? Of course not. So we all need to stick to the same story. That way, we can get through customs smoothly."

"What are you doing here? How did you even know about this place?" "I'm a cop, remember?" "Still, it's dangerous for you to be here." "What are you doing here? What do you do? Or, do you wanna tell me you've been locked in here for years doing nothing?" "I work with a scientist. We're making a virus." He confessed. "A virus?" "Yeah, he made one ten years ago and the boss sold it. This one will be made and then spread through New York and eventually, the world. Then, we'll present the cure for a price."

person I had missed the most , my adopted mum. "I am back home mum and I'm never going to leave again."I spent the entire day unpacking my things and talking to mom . While talking to mom she told me about an envelope she received which was addressed to me. She went over to her room and brought the large brown envelope to me. When she left for me to rest I took up the envelope and opened it . It was a letter from my deceased mother's bankers . According to them they had strict instructions to release it to me on my 26th birthday . It contained a letter from my mom. The letter reads...My dear daughter I love you with all my heart. As you turn 26 years old I believe it's time to know more ab

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”