Humoris Novels & Stories

He wiped his eyes and brush off the thought. It was finally morning so he walked into the bathroom to take his bath when he finished he walked to the mirror to arrange his hair nicely, but the image he saw in the mirror shocked him to the bones, his looks has changed he was no longer skinny and bone looking like before. His skin is now smooth, his blond hair was now curly. His chest was now more mature and more muscular. He raised his palm and massage his face slowly,

What the hell are you up to? [Let's end this now. I'll call you when I get free time. Sorry, I'm feeling sleepy now.] [H-hey,] I heard that there's a sudden changes in his voice. There's a hint of confusion in his voice, and fear at the same time making me hit my head. Argh, what am I doing? [I apologize, it just that it's already late and I think you need to sleep now. You have a training tomorrow, and you need to gain some strength.]

His sincere gratitude strangely felt like a warm palm caressing my heart. “Well, just imagine I’m a gumiho.” Vernon was caught in curiosity, the frown passed his thick brows as he swiftly turned his head at me. “Gumiho? The nine-tailed fox?” "Yes." "So, now we're talking about your kdramas, huh?" "Shut up. Seriously, in popular culture, gumihos are..” I paused, recalling the accuracy of my story. “They’re not exactly grateful but they are principled. They always return the favor given to them.”

he raised his hand in surrender "but how can I see the title if your of your book if you're in there on your bed and far away from the window?" "I'm only human you know, and there is only a limited distance at which I can read" he says as a smirk remained on his face "Oh right" I muttered making my way to my large window and showing him the book. 'Purple Hibiscus by Buchi Emecheta' My all time favourite even though this was like my fifteenth time reading it again and yes I love it THAT much. "I love your top" he said casually while folding his arms and placing them on the window frame. I felt my gave going up in flames and I thanked mother nature I wasn't some shades lighter, cause if I was,

insulted, V tried to act threatening but was failed by the unforgiving wound on his belly. "I don't know what you are talking about, but I am giving you the truth," she began pacing toward them. "What are you doing?" confronted Marco, but now, fear was in his voice. "Drink that," she said coldly while handing a glass of some sort of weird-looking fluid in it to V. "You're not yet healed and you shouldn't be out of your bed yet. Don't worry, it's not a poison, not a love potion either. You need this to make your recovery fast."

Back to the couple who have managed to put desire in the other's hearts, they stayed like that until their hearts calmed down. Hamdan pecked Humeyra's forehead and looked her in the eyes. " You do know that crying and getting worked up is not good for you and the baby right? I am sorry. I made you cry once again. Did I leave you with such a big scar such that you lost faith in me?" Humeyra looked away from his penetrating gaze feeling embarrassed. She had jumped to conclusion the moment he apologized. May be her pregnancy hormones were playing a game with her. She had been on edge the whole day and the number of times she had cried was too abnormal for her.

It seemed as though he quickly came to conclusions not wanting to know the Genesis of the affairs. “I see you've done quite the Job dolling them up” Conti said playfully smacking Moose across the face in a routined manner. Moose on the other hand couldn't even get himself to hold a glance at Conti. “Keep this up, and very soon you'd be signing off the deal with the saints” He said ruffling Moose's hair. Whatever Conti had just said, I couldn't comprehend it's meaning, but Moose obviously did because his face had suddenly lit up with a smile.

The smile on his face completely vanished as soon as he talked. The look he had on him was quick to tell Jackson that it was something serious, and whatever it is, he had to let it out. Jackson poured Harry a glass of whiskey and for himself, he got a can of soda. Alcohol, he was convinced, is his worst enemy.

"Do you feel as a doctor any shame for working with them? 'Cause Lady Jasmin, you're not saving any lives, you're ruining them." She stares at me with blank eyes. "Oh, you can't talk right now," I pout my lips sadly. "Or you don't want to? But I have a super brilliant idea," I take the bottle of Methohexital slowly. "It's toxic, you know? It's one percent solution, its' pH level is between ten and eleven, so this is a toxic base. See, I'm good at chemistry, too!" I laugh loudly, shaking the liquid. "So, here's my idea. What if I shove the whole liquid into your throat? You know, what will happen?"

Showing Kriss the relic which horrified him. “Zadicus, No!” Kriss gasped, mouth gaped in pure horror, holding his hand out to Zadicus to stop him but he smirked darkly, holding his last relic. “This is it.” Zadicus whispered, his heart skipped a beat as he touched the relic, it made his chest sting. With a wince, he grabbed her relic, holding it firmly. “Zadicus!” Kriss shouted as the light began to fade, taking them all back to Hizerl slowly from there along with the relic Zadicus was about to release.