I Am A Stick Novels & Stories

I look at Grayslon and see him scanning my arm and shoulder with fear in his eyes. "I'm fine." I say when I am finally in a sitting position. Their eyes jump to mine and anger is dancing in their eyes. "What idiot attacks a wolf with a stick?" William growls. I roll my eyes again and scoff at the " idiot" part. "Anyone that sees a little boy being chased by a wolf, a specially when that boy is your brother. But you wouldn't understand, since you actually need a heart to worry about someone. And just so that you know it was not a stick, but a fireplace poker. " I finished. I felt like a smart ass, but I most likely just sounded like a child. They just scoffed and rolled their eyes. A silence

'You know I want you it's not a secret I try to hide, I know you want me so don't keep saying our hands are tied, you claim it's not in the tide', Running a towel through my wet hair, I walked out of my bathroom and followed the sound of my ringing tone, it was from my favorite movie, 'the greatest showman', my phone lay on a side of my bed, I sang along as I picked the phone up and answered the call, it was my mum.

"That sounds very unhealthy, Scarlet. Don't tell me that I have to remind you to do so even though you are far away, you know your hygiene—" "Fuck, I still have my glasses on." I cut in, now realizing I'm sweaty as well. What the fuck? Had he seen me like that? What was he thinking? He probably thought I was a klutz. Jesus, how can I do this to myself? "Scarlet." The use of my real name has me snapping back to reality, my reply coming out in a tired drawl, "What?" "Do you still like him?"

Then, just as the wave came again to dip me further into the swamp, I pulled my two hands using the chance of the moment its grip loosened on my body– for a chance to overtake me, then immediately grabbed the big stick that stretched from one of the trees beside the swamp pond. Exhaling sharply, I tightened my grasp on the stick and used it to pull myself out. Crystal also helped as I could feel a strong energy pulling me inwardly to grab the stick tightly. “Ahhhh!” I screamed with all my might, and suddenly, my body pulled up from the sticky mud. Successfully, I pulled myself from the sticky swamp with the aid of the stick. Exhaling sharply, I panted when my body made a loud thump on the dr

“Oh please, I’ll get us out of here and then you can go fuck yourself. I shot back at him. Angrily, I walked away but I haven’t gone really far when my leg got stuck beneath a twig, making me fall over. “Oww.”

If I were smart, I would probably keep my good opinions to myself, but then again, my mouth has always done my thinking for me on several occasions. “Like someone with a huge stick up his ass.”

“Come at me, I promise that I will tone down my strength to ten percent.” Ten percent? Is he trying to insult me? I know that he is just trying taunt me, make a fool of me in front of hundreds of other students. I look around and see one of those thick sticks that some of the students are using as a weapon. If his hands are tied behind him, and I have this stick, maybe I will have a chance at him. I grab the stick, and he stands with his hands akimbo, as if now amused by me.

And what did happen when they did not give us up? Creating a spark , makes the sticks explode with fury fire. It awakens from it’s death like sleep , roaring promises to devour anything that touches it. The soldiers toy with my people – making my blood boil. They scare them , taunt them and playfully sway the lit stick before their eyes. The innocent steps back away from the fire's touch , but this invites the soldiers to cruelly mock them by stepping closer.

I owed him and I hate owing anyone anything. I picked up a sharp, long, wooden stick from the ground and drove it as fiercely as I could all the way into the rogue’s back. It caused him to scream wildly and push me away from him roughly. I fell onto my back, hard, taking the stick I was holding tightly in both hands out of his body with me. He turned to me and snarled in an animalistic tone “You traitorous bitch! You’re so fucking dead little girl” He started to lunge at me and I braced myself for the worst but it didn’t come.

I will cut off every man's dick that ever tried to get me to submit to them. He chuckled throwing me a long metal stick. I stumbled trying to grab it, flipping it oddly between my hands until it fell to the ground. He could had warned me first. Asshole! I said loud and clear in my head for him. "Take all that anger out on me, Sasha. Pretend I'm trying to seduce you to kneel before me." He teased. "Dick!" I spat at him then picked up the stick. I was going to kick his very tall and overly large ass. I will never submit to anyone ever again.