Fell Sans Novels & Stories

So, Selena was certain that Dennis was not there for killing business. She was, however, perplexed by how he recovered so quickly so soon. He had serious injuries that day. She had estimated that Dennis would need to be bedridden for at least a fortnight. But look at him, he looked like a healthy young lad! “What are you doing here?” Feeling scared, Fiona asked, “If you’re here for Fane, go ahead, it has nothing to do with us. Be clear with your target, he’s responsible for what he did, let him face the consequences, not us. Alright?”

Mike continued. Jacob was out of words as he got to process what Mike had said. “You are telling me that my father is sick from getting poisoned,” Jacob asked. “Yes that’s exactly what I’m saying” Mike replied “But why I said it doesn’t make sense is that we werewolves have healing abilities that exceed that of the humans, so eventually if he was poisoned, his body should start healing from the poison with time but that isn’t happening. Instead he is getting worse.” Mike continued, trying to explain

“Alright, stop sulking. I’ll book the tickets later. The flight is 10 o’clock in the morning. We’ll go together.” “You’re wrong!” I yanked my hand free and mercilessly shattered his fantasy. "I'm not going to Artarca with you. I'm heading to the Capital City. Besides, my hearing has been restored for a while now." The smug smile on Joel’s face faded.

I think she is scared to be mated, so she is resisting the idea. We finally made it to our destination, and true to his word, Mr. Fellman was there to pick us up. He was using a walking cane and had an assistant with him. His face looked tired and gaunt, as if he had had a lot of restless nights. “Mrs. Willis, it’s good to see you again,” Mr. Fellman began. “Let’s get out of here quickly and to my office.” He looks scared. He’s a barracuda. He doesn’t get scared. I nodded, and Isaiah, Sinclair, and I followed Mr. Fellman and his assistant. We got to his car, a massive SUV, and climbed in.

She sniffed, walking inside, feeling a bit depressed that she didn’t get that hug. Selena walked after her, bombarding her with questions, “What happened? Why didn’t you call me? How can you be so careless? Was that why you went to the hospital?!” “I fell down.” Cassandra mumbled, throwing herself on the couch, staring up to see the cat’s tail sashaying from the ceiling fan. She also noticed how the lamp of the fan was missing.