Go Away Green Novels & Stories

He finally said. “What story?” I asked. I was beginning to be uncomfortable. “Why did you cancel, Harvard? The school of geniuses!” Before I could answer he held his hand in the air gesturing me to wait. “Wait a minute.” He then pressed the intercom and after one beep, “Hello? Glenda, I need you to cancel all of the applicants for today, something urgent came up.” And then he ended the line. He looked at me and wink. I am completely puzzled. “Why do you need to know?”

she said impatiently. "I'll do as you have said, alpha. After all, this is your territory. I'll leave the pack house immediately. Thank you for your hospitality," Green eyes said to Grey, and with that, he turned away. "What?" Maya exclaimed, as she turned to Grey. "You're sending him out of the pack house? For what reason?" Maya demanded in anger.

Green light exploded everywhere. The stairs of light flickered. The green-eyed people gasped, clutching their heads. Their eyes flashed white. “What are you doing?” the not-father yelled. His face glitched, flickering between young and old. “You’re destroying the collection! You’re deleting fifty years of history!” “I’m setting them free!” Maya yelled back. She felt the “Green Frequency” she’d told Julian about, a secret code, a door the Gardeners forgot to lock. She threw everything she had at it—her will, her memories, the smell of rain, Julian’s hand in hers, her messy, beautiful life in Nigeria.

As for me, I was kneeling on the ground while begging them to let me go. As for the third video, it was footage from surveillance cameras near the abandoned train station warehouse. I was pushed into the warehouse and locked inside by them while Mona snuck off to close the warehouse's only ventilation window. The last video consisted of the chat record recovered from Mona's phone. It clearly showed how Mona hired the keyboard warriors to slander Northrind online. "What right do they have to attend Northrind when I can't? All you need to do is keep slandering Northrind online, and an Ivy League school like Northrind will be sure to reject their applications!

Ariane had always known when Kael was slipping away. It wasn’t something dramatic—no shouting, no slammed doors, no declarations of finality. Kael had never been that kind of man. When he withdrew, it happened quietly, like the tide receding before a storm. Tonight, she felt it in the way he didn’t look back. She stood near the edge of the courtyard long after the others had gone, watching his broad back disappear into the keep. His stride was purposeful now, sharp with urgency—not for the pack, not for duty.

“A ride? Look at how dirty you are. How dare you even ask? “I have OCD. Don’t touch my bottom line!” After that, she couldn’t be bothered to give me another look. She supported Mark and left directly. Before leaving, she threw out one sentence. “Hurry up and clean yourself. Don’t embarrass me!”

"Congratulations, Shawn. You finally got what you wanted. You hate Queenie, and now she's going to stay away from you." Finally, after all these years, they said one thing that I agreed with. There were only hours left before my flight. I checked my phone. "Is there anything else? I have to go." I told my mother I would be alright. "Just have your dinner, Mom." Shawn wanted to come after me, but Helga held him back. She said softly, "I know saying goodbye is hard, but you need to do this. Come back soon. I'll be waiting."

Standing up, I left my feelings behind. "I want Sierra dead," I ordered, "whatever it takes."

Too many thoughts! "Promise?" She asked again with her worried look. I nodded at her. And I can see her face turned hopeful. "Yeah, of course, I promise. Happy life, yeah? I'll try. Thank you for this little chat. Tell Howard I said hi, okay?" Sophia nodded. "well then, I think I'll need to go. Goodbye is it, then?" "Goodbye Alpha." With that, I left and walked back to the kitchen where the pups still played around.

With you filling my heart, that's enough. Thank you, for filling my heart. Even if you're beside me for a while, you'll always be there. And that's enough for me. Once again thank you love. ~May I Go -Hansaehi 'Sorry sir..... we're going to close our café in 10 minutes.' The café waitress reprimanded me and broke my daydream balloon 'Oh, sure. This ... ' I said, give money as stated in the bill And some money sheets as a tip.