Freak Novels & Stories

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Carter smiled, "Well, I'll go with Grey. I think that can pass as my favorite color" "Well that's a cool one" she grinned, "Mine is brown" "Unexpected, but so you" Carter grinned. "Your turn" "Okay..." He trailed off, "What is your phobia?" "Easy, ants" "Ants?!" Carter chuckled, choking a bit on the ice cream that was going down his throat. Paisley handed him a paper towel and a small smile tugged at her lips as she watched him laugh. "Oh, that was torture" He breathed and let out another cough before wiping his lips. "You're scared of ants?"

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUCCCKKKK!!!

Dumb right? I bumped into someone when I took the next turn sending their drink flying out of their hand, and all over my shirt. I reached for her hand to hold her steady, she almost slipped. “Oh, my God, you have no idea how sorry I-” The woman did not even let me land. “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? CAN’T YOU WATCH WHERE YOU’RE GOING? ARE YOU STUPID, OR DUMB, OR JUST PLAIN BLIND?”

No wonder the woman serving their foods was scared, she doesn't wish to lose her job here. "The one with short purple hair, her name is Summer while the brunette is Samantha. Their parents are super rich but not compared to Sage. Whatever you do, do not cross your line when it comes to them." She enunciates with a serious look. "Well ok." I shrugged. "So do you like it here?." She queries. "Yeah, I guess........" I got interrupted by a very loud scream, I faced the direction of where the scream is coming from and realize it's from a short fat girl who suddenly rushed into the cafe.

Sofia: *Did you see the poll someone posted in the school group chat? Ava opened the chat. The poll was simple, three names, one question: *Who should be the next cheer captain?* She scrolled to the results. Lily Carter was winning by fourteen points. Ava stared at the number for a long moment, at the gap between where she was and where she had assumed she would be, and felt something she almost never let herself feel, the cold, specific fear of someone who had built their entire identity around being the best and was standing at the first real evidence that being the best might not be enough.

Something new. Something terrifying. Something ours.

Focus. “Fucking hell.” I can hear him spit the words out. Feel him gather my hair at the back of my head. And he’s stiffening somehow more in my mouth. I quite like this thing. I never thought I’d say it. At least, I never thought I’d live to.

His pupil dilated and his breathing ragged. "Fuck Hope-" My name rolled down smoothly, sending shiver down the length of my spine "-you are driving me crazy," He rasps out circling his muscular arms around me pulling me into his hard tone muscle. Unconsciously I took a whiff of his intoxicating fragrance. Nor do I fail to pick up the faint smell of a woman's perfume. May. "Jump," And I did. My body felt like I had to obey him.

screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear "But she needn't worry" Abyss was tipping, the shock caused my heart rate to speed up and I had started sweating and that one word slipped out at the same time Acre said exactly the same thing "MATE".