Dodger Savage Hollyoaks Novels & Stories

I rifled through my sketchbook, praying he left me alone like everyone else had. "I know you can draw. It's so beautiful. What's that? " he asked pointing at my newest sketch. I shut the book, sliding it out of his reach. I glared at him, not quite used to anyone disturbing me. He met my gaze coolly. " Ah! Where are my manners? " he said. I mumbled, "probably in your half eaten sandwich". He smiled. "Who knew you had a sense of humour? My name is Matthew. L. Henderson." I rolled my eyes, not caring I was sitting next to the mayor's son. He cocked his head, clearly waiting for me to introduce myself like the lady I wasn't.

I said. Mikey stopped sipping the cereal in bowl. I sat in front of him, there was Lindsay beside him. They both looked at me in different ways. If Lindsay looked sad, Mikey looked at me coldly. "Leah, I know you hate it, hurt it, but it doesn't work like this, Leah." "What are you saying Mikey, I don't understand?" I said pretending not to know. Mikey turned on the small television in the dining room. There is exclusive news on the death of Mrs Natalie Kickers. I smiled in response to Mikey's cold gaze.

"We're time travelers? That is so cool. I need to buy Bitcoin. Wait, do we have Bitcoin yet? Lyra, check the crypto markets!" "Focus, you idiot," Altair hissed. "Do you know what year this is? This is the year Mom woke up from the coma. This is the year the War started." "The Origin Story," Lyra whispered, looking around with newfound awe. "We're in Season One." Suddenly, the back door of the dive bar swung open. A man walked out, carrying a crate of empty bottles. He was huge. He wore a tight black t-shirt that strained against biceps the size of tree trunks. His hair was iron-grey even then, but his face... his face was younger. Less lined. But the scar was there. And the scowl.

"If he's shed one tear, I'll tear your heart out and eat it." Holly's heart skipped. "Excuse me?" she whispered. "I thought you were just another of the magical animals sent to help me. Not threaten to pull out organs and eat them." Should she scream for Dagon? Her opponent was a sloth so theoretically she should be able to outrun it, but those eyes were making her have doubts. "You thought I was here to help you?" the sloth snickered into its paw. A motion that was much faster than it had moved before.

I am so happy, they forgot about me but, my little bubble was broken when one of the girls said, "Hey aren’t we missing out on the intro of the new I*******m savage!" I am sure my cheeks were flushed red. I stand up slowly and say "Hello guys, nice to meet you! Yeah, I am new, please do not call me the i***a savage, I was just showing her place. I am Savannah Jones. I am from San Diego. We just moved in yesterday. So yeah, that’s me. Thank you for listening." I look around and find that the teacher is still staring at that Ethan Chase, plus who keeps a name like that, too cliché.

"No you would never mean anything. Not in your life time. You want me to have my child via IVF? Was that how your mother had you? Is that how your mates have their children? Is that how your peasant sister and her peasant husband had those peasant children of theirs? You are just so Shameless!" This is too much for just one person to take. Amy's eyes were beginning to get moist as she fought the tears. 'Not again' she thought as she comforted herself. Her sister was right. Jack is such horrible monster and he's never going to get better. He is worse than despicable.

“If I could magically bottle all the pheromones around you two, I could sell it as aphrodis…” “Get the fuck outta here, Stan,” Jeremy growled even as Ryan laughed. “Laters.” Stan laughed as he ran to the chopper. Deloris and Dr. Sanders were already on board. “Go continue doing what you do best.” He shouted as he climbed in. Of course he couldn’t resist giving a final dig. Everyone who heard him laughed.