Faber Novels & Stories

Simple yet tasking. Jeremy Cooper Finding out his mate is a thirteen year old isn’t exactly what he was imaging but he had to make it work because the Moon Goddess is never wrong. Reuben Anderson A thirteen year old who is too mature and good willed for his age. He wasn’t meant to find his mate but he somehow did and has to live with it.

I’m supposed to be wearing a white canvas but didn’t have much money to spare on a single pair of shoes. I grabbed my towel and head to the bathroom. Starting a quick shower and going to brush my teeth and fix my hair. My name is Afraah, I’m fair in complexion, I’m five feet two inches, my lips are thick and pink, I have a pointed nose, brown eyes and I’m quite slim. I live with my stepmother who has three children and my younger brother Khalil who is a fourth-stage cancer patient. My mom died when I was five years old while my dad passed away two years ago. My family isn’t rich which makes it very difficult to provide Khalil with the necessary things he needs.

Fiercer. “He’s not a monster,” she’d snap, chin lifted, hands clenched at her sides. “He’s family.” And to Cerebus, she was the only home he ever truly had. Each head loved her differently. Alpha, the leftmost, was the bold protector. He barked first, loud and certain, whenever Ellie cried. Beta, in the center, was steady as stone — licking her palms with quiet comfort, patient and thoughtful. Gamma, on the right, was the wild one, full of tricks: nudging her elbow while she sketched, stealing socks, and burying them under the lemon tree until she laughed.

0f course, he did. I give Julien a weakened smile and we exchange a few sentences of small talk before I thank him for driving ways here. Waving goodbye from the window as he slips into his car again, I pretend not to rush to the unknown contents that hide inside the white-encased box. There are cursive letters in black, engraved into the cardboard material, reading Matériau Féminin. Gnawing on the skin of my lip, all I do is shake mny head at a parallel memory that comes into mind when we spent time together in this very store, replacing the various lingerie of mine that he has ripped.

She rolls her eyes again and I gently kiss her on the nose. “That’s OK, we can practise with teddy bear tea parties first.” Leda laughs into my chest. “Teddy bear tea parties? You’re done for.” “Tærtebund, I’ve been ‘done for’ for the past ten years. I’ve made my peace with that.”

Another day of the same routine since I'm 12 years old. But wait, I didn't even introduce myself, I'm sorry. Well, my name is Pandora Vaughn, I'm 17 years old, I'm 5 feet 3 inches tall, and I'm in my senior year of high school. My parents are Charlie Vaughn and Melissa Vaughn, my younger sisters are called Shopie Vaughn and Charlotte Vaughn. Now that I've introduced myself, I need to run and take these groceries to my mom. - At Vaughn’s house -

******************* That night,Jasmine laid on her small bed and stared at the ceiling. She couldn’t stop thinking about the luxurious life Fabiola has. She brought out her laptop which was pretty old and faulty but it was still manageable.She typed up Fabiola Martini. She read all what the internet had to say about Fabiola online and then she discovered that Fabiola was from a rich family. Fabiola was the daughter of Alice and Gabriel Garcia. She was stunned that not only was Fabiola’s father wealthy,her grandfather from her mother’s side was also freaking rich.

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Hector arranged for me to apologize on a livestream from a TV station. After I signed the nondisclosure agreement, I faced more than a dozen cameras and read from the script like a machine. "Hello, everyone. My name is Conrad Brown. Regarding the recent controversy online, I'm here to formally apologize to Mr. Hector Gomez and Ms. Quinn Summers... "I fabricated the chat records for attention. Quinn and I were only classmates." The number of viewers soared, and the comments were full of abuse. Netizens flooded the screen, telling me to get out of Oceanton. Every comment felt like an invisible bullet. By the time I came back to myself, my heart was already full of holes.