Head-shaking No Novels & Stories

"Now that you're talking to us, do you want any food?" She frowned, giving her head a quick shake. "ʻAʻole." I have a feeling that means no.

I tried calling out but instead, all I got was a shake of her head, looking like she had no interest in listening to anything I had to say. "And where do you think you're taking my mate?"

He looks at me, and I barely nod. "Go," I barely whisper. When I am alone, I look at the floor and shake my head. Fck!

She slowly shook her head at him again, hoping that he would say something else and just forget about it, but that didn't happen. Instead, he stood there, looking at her, no, scratch that, he stood there watching her, waiting for her to stop acting like she didn't understand his question. Sighing, she shook her head, looking at him. “Huh, what was that about?” Zach asked again as if he didn't know what she meant by shaking her head. She had decided to play his game too, not saying anything when she knew he would understand the shake of her head, but he was acting like a jerk.

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He staggered backwards in shock and raised his head to my direction, as if he could see me, he shook his head in disbelief. "That's a fucking lie!"

"Your conscience is part of you. It has nothing to do with your insanity. Still, I doubt what you say about your mother's spirit visiting you. It is impossible." "I guess I am abnormally insane." Osisiakalaka face changed suddenly and then he smiled widely revealing his stained teeth. Kola nuts particles hung on one side of his jaw, choked up in the spaces separating each tooth from another. "Have you eaten anything?" Osisiakalaka asked. The reply came sudden. "I haven't," Ibekwe said.

Lowering his voice, he smiled pleasantly and asked, "So, do you like it?" Like it... Him? Even if it was just drunken rambling, as long as she said it, he would believe her. Haley stared blankly at the handsome face so close to hers, feeling a bit dazed. Shane, neither hurried nor rushed, patiently waited for her response. Just when he thought he wouldn't get an answer, Haley slowly nodded, then shook her head. Shane was puzzled, "What does nodding and shaking your head mean? Do you like it or not?"

"After everything." "I'm not rushing into anything." She shakes her head quickly. "I promise I won't do anything without talking to you first. I'm just — I need to think. That's all." I open my mouth. Something closes around my hand. I look down. Shawn's fingers, wrapped loosely around mine, not gripping, just — there. And when I look up at him he gives me the smallest shake of his head. Barely perceptible. But clear signal to let it go.

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