Half Life Novels & Stories

"No, you don't. You hardly want this baby." "I never said that." He clapped back. "Well, your actions show it." "Look, we're in a dire situation that needs to be handled with care. What my action shows don't matter." I snorted. "Do you even know what marriage is? It's a lifelong bond. As in, after the baby is out you'll still be stuck with me for like the rest of your life." "Yes, I know what marriage is Mrs. Wont-shut-up." He retorted. "I don't plan on really marrying you."

Sonia gasped and Jayden looked at his son. “What do you mean girlfriends? You are just seven!,” Jayden asked astonished. Junior rolled his eyes. “Dad, which girl can resist me? I've got the looks, charm and lastly money,” he answered making a COUNTING-MONEY expression with his hand. Sonia tapped her head lightly. This man is such a disgrace to fatherhood. How does a little boy of seven years already know about things like relationship ?. Sonia shook her head negatively,“ Jayden you are a bad influence. Look at what you've taught your son.” Jayden glared at her.

An audience of almost unimaginable size in an age when carefully focused narrow casting had whittled viewership down to well-defined groups of one or two hundred thousand. That, the teenager thought to himself, is the good and the bad news. The powers that be, or want to be, will do anything to shut us down. A supposition support by the fact that the average life expectancy of a Radio Free Earth fly cam was down to a matter of minutes. Still, the relative units were relatively easy to manufacture. They were mass-produced by a somewhat eccentric netizen known only as L. L. and, for reasons known only to him, placed under Kenny's control.