Harper Lee Novels & Stories

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

Kate POV Getting into the cars, Reid, one of our warriors, Louise, and I in the first car and the remaining warriors in the second car. We head out quickly not wanting to linger on the premises any longer. We had a long drive ahead of us and we had a mystery to solve on top of that.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

What more could there have been? Leah took the time to look around the library. This was one of her favorite rooms in the whole house, besides her bedroom. The room was massive, having used to be two very large rooms that was combined into one by knocking out the dividing wall. She redecorated this room herself five years ago for her twenty-fifth birthday. It had been sort of a gift from her father since she had been wanting to redecorate the room since before she could remember. Originally, her mother had decorated the room in vibrant colors, clashes of bright pink, green, and yellow. It was horrible, but her mother loved it. So, her father kept it that way, even after her mother's death.

She wished she had some money on her to patronize her. But when she turned to assure the lady she would make sure she patronizes her next time, she had already moved onto the next passerby calling and holding up her wares to anyone that passed. “I guess she is doing…great.” Eleanor shrugged and carried on. A few more other sellers bellowed onto her but each time she flashed them a smile and told them she had no money. She saw a building; it had blocks of apartment. Eleanor figured the wolves resided in it.

What was holding them up? I saw Marvin take out his belt and begin to beat the cook's daughter. Her screams were painful. "I hope you can live with yourself, Scarlett. Annie is just fifteen." She said, and I did not care one bit. My life was important to me too. Marvin beat Annie until she had cuts on her skin. The cook cried bitterly, and there was nothing we could do. So they chained Annie up and tied her to me. By the time they finished raiding the Redcape settlement, about Twenty-five young women had been chained up as slaves.

**** "I woke up on the cold kitchen floor to the sound of my stepmother's stern command. Her children, Dongila and Akachi, approached me with menacing grins. stepmother and Johnson stood by the door, their faces twisted in anger. Confused and still rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I sat up. Then, I heard my stepmother's chilling words: 'Hold her down and remove her blouse. Let Johnson...' Realization dawned on me. Johnson's true intentions became clear. Yesterday, while I was washing dishes, he had grabbed me from behind, his hands clasping my developing brēasts. I had fought back, slāpping him and smāshing a plate on his head.

Oh… I forgot I’m already dead. Maybe this is the afterlife. Even if I came here too early, you'd never know what would happen next. I could be given an award as the most doting wife and caring sibling. After all, anything can happen. "Luna Ava Morales, I have been watching you since you were born. You have continued to make me proud every single time," she held my hand and smiled at me. I smiled back at her. At least someone is proud of the woman I became. "Who are you? Moon Goddess?" I scrunch my eyebrows.

And was a tall, brown-haired male, looking in his late 20’ with delicate, almost feminine features, and a hungry grin on his face. His cold, blue gaze analyzing me from head to toe, if something I thought he was into males. If my will I would grab his balls right now, squeezing them painfully until he’ll remain for the rest of his life with a high-pitched voice and impotence. But I had a hero in the shining armor tonight. So, I turned to Vadas for support. He understood my plea and held me closer. “Oh, Lylia, sweetheart, meet Vernon Allaway. The minister of war, and my immediate superior.” He reluctantly made the presentation, with a warning in his tone.

It is understandable to cry when you're daughter is missing like you don't know if they are still alive or what. "If ever someone kidnapped Hilary, what is his or her motive?" I asked myself. It could be money, in telenovelas, kidnappers ask for ransom. Hilary is the only offspring of Helene Brooklyn, the owner of one of the famous and biggest shoes company. "Honey! Food is ready!" mom shouted while carrying a pot. I then sat at the dinner table and look at the food in front of me. My eyes sparkle as I see the 'Sinigang na Hipon'.