Eritic Short Novels & Stories

"I guess we still need to work on those hard punches. However, I'm seeing a great deal of an increase in your speed in such a short time. Well, I'll see you again tomorrow. " "I still have one more question for the day. Why do you want people to call you Eric? Is that some kind of alias you chose for yourself? " "That word is an abbreviation given to us." "Us?" "It's what our clan is known as. ERIC for Elusive Retentive Intellectual Clones" "What? Clones? Did I hear you correctly? " Eric began to move away from me as if she was aware that the attendants were on their way to take me up, but not before she gently bowed, leaving me perplexed as to whether this was a response or just her way of

The only tall guy who's standing in front of him at some distance, takes out his helmet and asks him getting irritated, "Eric do you need some rest, what's wrong with your pitch today?" "No, I'm fine, let's do it again." Eric says and walks back to his spot to throw the ball again before he throws it he stops and yells, "Hey you!! Get out!!" I look here and there to see whom he's yelling at but again he yells, " Are you dumb? Get out of here."

Frowning, Aidan started taking passive-aggressive swipes at me. "Wilder, next time, don't take so long in the restroom. We're fighting for lives in the ER. There's no room for slack. How can you be focused on filing charts right now? Shouldn't this have been done ages ago? If everyone is stuck doing paperwork, who's left to save the patients?" I bit back my anger and forced myself to answer him calmly, "I'm only working overtime because I didn't finish filing the charts. Besides, I'm not even scheduled for the ER tonight. Dr. York is the one on duty."

***** Taking off the bags of dirt they have been in all day they both rushed into the walk-in shower, each taking their sides and scrubbing away. "Are you going to take care of that?" Jason met Eric's finger pointing to his hard-on. "No," Jason replied nonchalantly. "Ah, I see. You've got shorty now." Eric eyed him evilly. "He is not as short as your little Princess." Eric laughed at the nickname. "And so small." He agreed with a nod of his head. "Don't think I didn't notice him clinging onto you earlier." "Don't remind me, I still smell him on me and it turns me on."

He asks. "I'm Cherry from my middle name Cherilyn, my grandfather is the only one who calls me that," I say pursing for a bit before adding. "The name was given to me after my dead grandmother Cherilyn, I never met her but my grandfather says she was amazing and had full lips like cherries just like mine." I say smiling at Noah. "I like it" he says smiling and then he kisses my lips. And whisper to me my Cereza. Meaning my Cherry in Spanish. My heart beats faster at. He called me his Cherry meaning he could also have feelings for me and he's not just using me for makeout sessions.

Eric smirked flirtatiously. I looked at him and scoffed immediately. Was he trying to flirt with me? "Soooo..." I dragged waiting to hear where he was headed to with his mini confession. "Woah! A tough lady? I like that." He displayed a wide mischievous grin as he looked at me. "Anyways, pardon me for my late introduction. My name is Alpha Eric from the Iron Claw Pack. You may or may not know me but it's fine. And you are?"

I really miss you, Erito… Stop it, Eriwan… Please… You intentionally say it to make me long for you even deeper and deeper… Erito claimed in his bit higher voice tone and in his bit upset fashion.

Mr Eric was screaming as he got beaten up. "This is what they call sweet Revenge " She mumbled and Winked at Jerry who also winked back at her with a proud smile on his face.

I ask, my brows dipping. His eyes widen for only a brief moment, then his lips press into a thin smile. “I meant E,” he tries to correct but fails. “E is short for Eira.” “Oh,” I say, testing the name on my lips, “Eira.” She flinches in the crowd, Asha and Hana protectively flank her. The silence is deafening, air thick. Some pack members stare wide eyed, while some avert my gaze. I frown, confused.