Garwood Novels & Stories

I don't want to be accused of being rude. Mrs. Lorenzo observes the bottle and then she turns to her husband and nods. I guess it's the real stuff. It looks like a perfume, guess I'm going to spray the stuff on her. "Are you guys sure that's the real thing?" Dad asks Mrs. Lorenzo, she looks at the old man and he nods. What happened to this man? Did he lose his voice or something? "Okay." Dad gets up and so does mom and I follow. Mrs. Lorenzo gives him the vervain.

he asked. I raised a shoulder. “If that’s a problem, I can always go to Coyote Wicked and ask if they’re recruiting.” “Don’t,” he blurted. “Oh?” I tilted my head to the side. Griff reached into his shirt and pulled out a silver chain with a matching medallion that was etched in Norse runes. “Wear this,” he said, his words breathy. “There’s a doorway in the wards ten paces to the left of the gnarled oak. Hold your breath while walking through it, and you’ll be able to enter and exit without passing out.”

This is the same man that Sabrina used to tell Adante when the girl was still alive, with a voice that was forty or older than her (Allen's). "Have you been humiliated? What did you do to him?! Didn't I tell you not to touch him?!" the message he received from the old man. "I'll explain," he responded to her message. "You'd better explain to me face to face. Let's meet right now at Greenday." The Greenday he refers to is the name of a tea shop. Where is located in a vast forest that is often visited by foresters or hikers in that forest. But not everyone knows that that tea shop has a terrible mystery, especially if you let it inside. At the far end of it is an old warehouse with large sacks

With a shrug I placed the empty box back on the shelf and went back to my bed. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ The breath behind my ear was very warm, almost hot .. and I was panting as I felt a strong arm circle my waist from behind... pushing me back till my back met a chest . What..... "Hello dear mate....I've waited a lifetime for your return" The Man behind me whispered in my ears and licked my ear lobe.... That voice....so deep and did things to my insides that I'm embarrassed to admit.

A week later, The wind bellowed softly around him as he approached the big golden gates, which a name on the arc that showed the place he was currently heading belonged to the House of Gladwin Xavier Cemetery. Brandon inhaled as he walked past the opened gates. The guards bowed at him before dismissing themselves to give him privacy. It had been ages since he last stepped his foot here. He walked past rows of tombstones belonging to the perished members of the House of Gladwin Xavier.

As they drove in, Bella stared around in awe, they had not exaggerated when they had said the Del Gato compound was majestically built, because it was indeed, tall, very tall palm trees filled the area and a waterfall in it's midst. Bella stared around in amazement, her lips ajar. The car halted and she inhaled for a while ready to meet her Mr Man, her mother gave her a small kiss on the cheeks afterwards. "Dante Cassato himself" a thick masculine voice exclaimed. Bella turned to see the almighty Lorenzo walking majestically down the stairs, clapping.

The warmth pressed against her like unwanted intimacy, too close, too controlled. A pale fire murmured in the hearth, flames licking marble with the laziness of a well-fed cat. A slight fog veiled the edges of the long windows like breath against the leaded glass. Blurring the view of the hedge maze beyond into abstract suggestions. The skeletal gardens looked like they'd been drawn by a child's unsteady hand, all sharp angles softened by snow's mercy. The air tasted of steeped rosehips lingered in the air, cut with bright orange peel and something more exotic. Cardamom, perhaps? The spice lingered at the back of her throat, warm and slightly numbing.

Gregory asks "Oooh the hard rock their fudge cake is to die for," Lanna said joyfully "Haha is that a yes then?" rolling my eyes I say "I guess Lanna has answered for us" "Ok, come on then". After getting off the tube at Hude Park corner station, we take a stroll through the park on our way to the Hard rock cafe. Up in the distance, there was a huge crowd, Gregory pointed "That's speakers corner, its where people can use their free speech to spread messages to the public"

he says to the guard with his usual tone. "Sir! I am sorry, I can't open the gates for any of them! Order from the General sir!" he says standing at alert. Bellman stares at the guard for a few seconds, his head almost increasing in size and asks for his name. "Tony sir! Tony Woods sir!" "Hmmmm well Samuel, I guess you can run along and go tell the good general that a certain Tony woods is threatening to destroy the city by refusing to let in our source of survival."

It would be embarrassing for her if she trips and everyone notices. Rojean nodded her head, swallowing the lump in her throat as she tried her best not to look scared even if she was petrified on the inside. ‘This is the underground industry I’ve heard of.’ she thought to herself whilst she fixed the mask on her face. ‘Black market? Drugs? Sei’s involved with the people here?’ “You’re doing good.” said Krister who was trying to make her less nervous. “Back straight.” ‘Is it really fine that I don't talk?’ Rojean asked herself with a frown on her face as she straightened her back. She was never this posh looking in her entire life and you really couldn’t blame her for attempting and wanting t