Extra Works Hard Novels & Stories

, i dont know why but i put my arms out and spin and blow with my mouth, i cant explain but i feel as though im calling the wind, i have no idea where my strength was coming frombut i have neverfelt so strong, I twirl my arms and the wind came, the more i twirled the stronger the winds got, nobody could see a thing, i could only just see Jonas, he was running but the wind kept pulling him back, most people had ducked as low to the floor as they could including Shannon whovwas still behind me, "You can drop the wind now" Jamie said through the mind link, so i dropped my arms slowly until they came to a stop and the wind died down until it was non existent.

Elia waved her hand in the air " there's no way I'm climbing up that tree" "So what do you think we should do" "Uhmm can't you do some magic power and bring the fruit down or something". " Hmm" Ari held her chin " I never thought of that actually". "So you forgot you have powers " I said. " I think we both have powers remember?" Ari said. " Can you both stop arguing and do something atleast I'm starving here" Elia said. " Alright I'll do it" I said angrily, I hate the fact that I can't even control my powers like it's so annoying.

I can't utilize something my brain won't access. Steadying my weight on my right foot, ensuring my grip on the bar, I drag the weight of my non-functioning side, the lifeless arm and leg weighing my body down. It's worse than any workout I've ever done to carry around the extra baggage but if I don't get my shit together and start moving forward I'm going to piss all over myself.

Just clocked out. My bestie, Chloe, texted. Begging me to go wild with her at a bar. I collapsed onto my bed. Exhausted. “No way. My legs are jelly. I can’t tonight.” I splashed some water on my face and stared at my reflection. Pale. Drained. Suddenly, I knew I needed a release. Anything to forget my inhuman, tyrant werewolf boss. I grabbed my phone again, ready to text Chloe. I wanted to type: “My whole body aches. No energy for the bar. I desperately need a rough, deep-tissue massage session tonight.” But my brain was fried. I just typed: “Just need a rough, deep session tonight.” Five minutes later, my screen lit up. But it wasn't a message from Chloe. It was from my cold, untouchable A

Fine, I'll take it and let's see if I'll even crack! "Good morning miss White. " Tim greets jovially. Wow ,I guess I should be waiting for this every day. "Morning Tim. " I respond with a lazy smile. This day is going to be a hard one, I don't have the energy to add 'good ' to that response. He seems unfazed by my lack of enthusiasm . Today unlike the past two ones, there is a lot of people in the lobby and on the stairs to different floors. I'm going to the eighth floor and there is just no way I'm taking the stairs.

A million thoughts were running through her mind, all of them were ways to kill a man who happened to be her boss and ex-husband, on PAPER. Her stomach growled bringing her to an awareness, that she was still hungry. The forty-ninth sub-document was a scanned invoice from 2019 with a partially illegible footer, and Isla had been staring at it for long enough that the numbers had started to blur at the edges. She saved and filed it before closing the folder. Then she sat very still and breathed through her nose. Done.

" I felt nothing. Just dropped to my knees, scooped up the ashes, and tucked them gently back into the broken urn. Then I picked it up, held it tight, and walked out. Silent.

The heat from the incinerator singed his eyebrows. Pick. Sort. Toss. Pick. Sort. Toss. Ren forced his mind to disassociate. He imagined a HUD floating in front of his eyes. QUEST: Sort 1000 Items. REWARD: Survival. PROGRESS: 420/1000. "New guy," the worker next to him whispered. He was a skeletal man with no teeth and skin the color of ash. "You move too fast. You make us look bad." "I need the bonus," Ren muttered, grabbing a stick of RAM before it fell into the fire.

After breakfast, Kody announced he had to run into town for supplies, and Dana, with a pointed look at Nathan, said she'd write him a list of things she required since she hadn't been given time to pack. The compound was comprised of a gated community with family homes, a rec center, and a basic corner store. Groceries and other staples required a drive of about forty-five minutes into town. But these things did require funds. To earn a paycheck, some of the males worked in the nearby environs, but given the size of most families, a lot of the wolves went for employment that gave them time away, trucking being the most prevalent. Truckers could be gone from one day to several weeks at a time

she called her father to eat. (Dad) * spit the food out* YOU GOOD FOR NOTING CHILD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HUH? I SHOULD HAVE FORCED THAT WOMAN TO ABORT YOU WHEN SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH YOU! Her father spat the spaghetti at her face. and walked out. Earlier that night