Evicted Novels & Stories

I wondered how fast I could disembowel him. I slashed at his stomach. His guts spilled in a beautiful display, and the crowd broke out into rage and disgust. By the deity, it was a massive amount of energy. I turned the auctioneer towards the crowd, letting them see what was coming for them all. In one swift movement, I removed his head, and his body slumped to the ground. I couldn’t stop the growing cheshire smile on my face. “Behold what awaits you all!” A scream ripped through the back of the crowd. As I was about to leap from the stage, darkness consumed everything.

She had not. It was almost last call when I coerced Axle into heading back to our motel. I didn’t know how I was going to fix things with Charlotte, but I was certain lack of sleep wasn’t going to help me. As we were walking out to the Hummer, we passed through a cloud of pot smoke. It was coming from the same college idiots that had set me on edge with Charlotte earlier, the group of them were leaning against the side of the building smoking. I was just going to leave and forget they existed when their conversation reached my ears.

Suddenly, a car with dark glass approached the door of the flower shop, there were a few customers, Johanne saw that a couple of strange men got out of the car, she left the customers in the lobby and went straight to them. “Good evening, how can I help you? “Johanne Willys? “Yes, it's me. “I am the lawyer Urdaneta, I come with this eviction order, you have 2 hours to vacate this place, because my client Mr. Estuart, owner is waiting to possess the property. Johanne felt like the world vanished at her feet, she couldn't believe what she was hearing, Sara who was at the counter felt the same, the time had come, the eviction that Stuart had threatened so much.

After hearing my condition, Bill's voice softened, "Oh, in that case, take a few days off. See you next week. Take care." Bill is a nice fella, and it’s a relief that I didn’t get fired, but losing that shift meant losing out on a lot of money. “Well, what else could happen in this situation, right? No job, no money, no idea, no inspiration. growl Great, at least I have my appetite. There is no way this could go down further," I chuckled. Suddenly, someone slipped something into the opening for mail on the door. I opened it and to my dismay, it was an eviction notice. It stated that this house is soon to be demolished, and those who live there must move out of the apartment within one month.

She inhaled deeply, letting the images and events of that day replay in her tired mind. She was in her room reading a novel, as usual. As the novel became interesting, she went to her study table where her phone was charging and made an attempt to turn it off. Whenever she found a certain novel interesting, she switched her phone off to avoid distractions from her elder sister, Evelyn, and her best friend, Kate. They had the tendency to send funny memes to her, which caused distractions most of the time. That day, as she grabbed her phone, ready to switch it off, fifty-seven missed calls on her screen astonished her. She cursed loudly, throwing the book away and dialing the number.

"Your father didn't just target you, Evans. He targeted me in Chicago." I told him everything. I told him about the sudden 'administrative error' with the Vanguard grant. I told him about owing five thousand dollars, the seventy-two-hour work weeks at the coffee shop, and the moment the red light flashed on the dorm scanner, locking me out into the freezing cold. As I spoke, the color completely drained from Evans’s face. His green eyes darkened with a terrifying, absolute fury. "He evicted you," Evans breathed, his voice vibrating with rage. He tried to sit up, but the nausea immediately hit him, forcing him back down with a sharp groan. "He put you on the st

I moved to the plastic stool by the computer kiosk that held leftover warmth and pulled out the note I had written on the back of the eviction notice. My fingers worked slower than I meant as I entered Carla’s details into the humming machine, typing the exact one hundred thirty-eight that would drop my account from two sixty-two to one hundred twenty-four. I pressed confirm anyway and held steady until the warm receipt printed. I folded it once and tucked it into my purse beside the remaining cash.

“Now that you’ve been evicted from the hunt, you now remembered my house and came to beg me, huh? What a joke.” Evicted? Does she think I lost a round and was back home?

Eva turned to Chelsea and asked, "According to the regulations, VIP members have the authority to request the removal of guests, is that correct?" Chelsea nodded in confirmation. "Yes, that's correct." "Very well then, please have these two disruptive women escorted out for me! I'd prefer not to have them lingering around and ruining my shopping experience." Upon hearing this, Sharon protested loudly, "How dare you! My son has investments in this mall. Who do you think you are to evict us? In Bern City, nobody dares to treat me this way!" "Well, I'm sorry, but it appears you've met your match today. Without a VIP membership card, it's time for you to leave!" Eva retorted.

I had only come here for dinner with my family, but then it was quick to turn into Lunch and then dinner later, Just because unfortunately I came very early. My phone buzzed on the table and I picked it up to see the message Christian, my assistant sent. The moment I read it, I could feel a bitter taste moving down my throat and swirling in my stomach. I wasn't hungry any more, my stomach was now filled with nothing but a sour mood. Christian’s message was very precise and straight to the point, it read: Christian: It was thrown out. Evicted. Sent to an early grave. May the red roses rest in peace.