Drama Novels & Stories

"You call this 'getting your blood pumping'?" "I find it pretty relaxing." Amanda didn't even blink. "You're just getting too old for it." The two of them were at it again, mocking each other's terrible taste, arguing over who recommended the last crappy movie, and bickering about who started what… My chest tightened. I couldn't tell if it was motion sickness or something else. The ocean outside the window flew past in a blur. I pushed the vent open wider. The cold, high-altitude air rushed in, stinging my eyes.

He has a hint of a Russian accent despite the fact that I know his family has been in America for at least two generations. We know they retain strong ties with their motherland both commercially and socially just like we do. We smuggle our guns from the NRA and they get their drugs, their weapons, their counterfeits from their contacts in Eurasia. I’ve heard tell that Roman not only works with the Bratva but also the Triad and the Yakuza. I heard tell that Yelena Kim Dobreva – their late mother – was not only of Asian descent but had ties to both organized crime families. Something about the Korean war, forbidden romance and other such shenanigans.

A week after, Jimmy and Lord Nylian were having breakfast alone. The table was silent, only the sound of the juice glasses and cutlery setting on the marble table could be heard. The Duke was reading Dreamy Day, the number one newspaper in the kingdom. The writers and editors made sure to include all the things that happen daily in Fantasia, such as the next game of Golden Basket; it's the same concept as the regular Basketball game on Earth, except that it's played in the air. The players are mostly fairies or creatures that have wings. They must pass a kind of silver balloon and throw it on the golden basket that floated peacefully in the air.