Grand Line Novels & Stories

There were quite a few students from struggling families who relied on that 20,000 dollars to help support their homes. Now, apparently, I'd stolen that opportunity. No one was going to let that slide. "What? Mr. Clark's saying Emma stole the nomination for herself? That's so shameless!" "So, that's why she's always helping out the teachers! She just wanted the 20 grand for herself!" The scholarship this year was supposed to go to Lily Graham, the very same woman who had bullied Amelia in my previous life. Amelia leaned over and whispered, "Emma, if you kneel down and beg me, maybe I'll put in a good word for you."

Gabi shouts from the top. I move to Ozzy, and he throws me up next, Xavier and Chris catch both my hands and pull me up the rest of the way. Kiara is thrown next, Nat lowers himself so Xavier and Chris are holding onto his legs, Ozzy jumps and Nathanial catches him and Ozzy climbs him like a tree to the top. We all help the guys bring Nathanial back up and move on to the monkey bars. We all move across as quickly as possible and jump for the platform at the end, I jump, and Xavier catches me just before I fall. We then move onto the ropes and swing to get to the platform the guys jump down the platform first and catch us girls. It’s at least a 15-foot drop. When everyone is on the ground we

What's going on? "Impossible." The old man says. The man that asked me to prove myself smiles and he nods. "like the color of the moon, dark grey bright and beautiful." He says and I'm taken aback. What? How? My eyes have always been that silver-brown color. Like Nathan's how is it a different color now? I close my eyes and open them. As much as I would like to understand this whole thing right now I want to save my cousin.

Harsh's ego and he says arrogantly "What kind of attitude is this? Don't forget that I paid you for this so how can you leave like this?" All the people present in the room looks at Mr. Harsh sympathetically while in return Zoya gives a cold smile the turns to her assistant "Shettal, return Mr. Harsh his money and don't forget to add the interest after all in the future without his son the only thing that can help him in this age is his money." Saying this she goes from there. Mr. Harsh's trance was broken with Sheetal's voice "Please sir, come with me."

the girl in ponytail said cheerfully and twirled. "What are you talking about?," Iktanne replied, completely baffled. The girls looked at her with a bit of confusion at her remark but wasn't bothered by it. "You see, Iktanne-sama, some of our relatives live in the northern province of Japan. Right now, our Empire's northern barracks have detected anomalies that involve about one and a half dozen of Giant bandits attacking villagers from there. Remember the sudden appearance of a tsunami a couple of weeks ago? General Gary of the North barracks sent a report to the Academy that those bandits were the ones responsible for that happening," the girl in pigtails explained.

“Two cones, please. Celebration special.” The cashier blinked. “Celebration special?” He leaned an elbow against the counter, lowering his voice like it was a secret. “She passed midterms. I survived midterms. That’s historic. You should probably put our faces on the wall.” The cashier laughed nervously, but started scooping anyway. I stood there, unsure what to do, my fingers twisting together. The memory of Damian pressed at me like a bruise, but then Taylor turned, holding out a cone with two generous scoops balanced precariously on top.

Marcus replied dryly. Marcus lifted his chin, tilting his head back to expose his throat. There, highly visible on his jawline and running down the side of his neck, was a massive, pronounced bruise. It wasn't quite as dark as Ethan's purp-ish mark, but it was easily twice the size, incredibly angry, and impossible to miss. It looked like someone had practically clawed and bit at his neck in a state of sheer, sleep-deprived desperation.

Me: Text Kaden and tell him to get out of the fucking store. Jade: What? Why? Me: Because Tristain is on his way and he’s fucking pissed. Jade: Holy fucking shit. How mad is he? Me: Mad enough for you to STOP TEXTING ME AND TELL KADEN TO GET OUT. Jade: Alright, texting him now.

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The dress shirt was so tight around his biceps I wondered how he didn’t just split them any time he bent his arm at the elbow. He gave me another friendly smile and led me down the stairs and behind the kitchen to another door which led to the basement stairs. He flicked on the lights, and I followed him into the finished underground level. There was a mini bar and lounge set up, with leather couches and a large-screen TV mounted on the wall. In the opposite direction was a glass-walled home gym. There was a variety of equipment inside, including a treadmill, stationary bike, and rowing machine, as well as a variety of free weights.