Interactive Story Novels & Stories

She laughed and thought to herself "my weakness is teachers". -Well, I already told you my whole life story. Of course, when she told her life story she didn't include Gabriel. -Well look my life is not that interesting it is very common I have a family that does not live here my family is European I came to visit this country and I stayed here my family is a very traditionalist family they come from time to time to see me and I also go there from time to time I have two more brothers they live with my parents and I am a professor at several universities, so as you see my life is not very interesting.

Richardson. ================================= Their first week of being a "couple" weekly passes by. She and Paolo became a "power couple" in their campus. They still have three weeks to continue with their roleplay... One day, Paolo and Serena are on their way to their individual after school activities. Paolo is on her way to his football practice, and Serena is on her way for a meeting at the Scribble Club. The Scribble is their school's official newspaper, and she is the Editor-in-Chief.

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We sat at the very back of the bus so we can sit beside each other. “So, how’s your story so far?” Jake started, “Well I’m halfway through it.” I said kindly and looks at Xander who is looking outside the window not listening to us. “Can you tell me the story?” So, I told him how the story goes, I’m surprised he listened all throughout of it, “So will Cassiopeia die?” he asked curiously, and I looked at the window and noticed that we’re almost there. “I have to, or the purpose of the story will get ruined, and I’ll get disqualified in the contest.”

His face is even more puzzled. If you’re wondering how casual currently we are, even though we ended last night on an awkward note, well… I explained it. Usually, in stories, they just skip to the next day/ chapter as if nothing happened, but NO. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. How I wish it was. I have to thoroughly explain EVERYTHING. Even the finger-partner part. Good heavens, they don’t know about that! Why? IT’S BECAUSE THEY DON’T DO IT! I can’t believe it. They go straight to the point; no foreplay! What a sad world this is…

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I guess I just have to go to Tori's then." "I guess you're right." I decided to fight in his style. His features were still indefinite. It's unreadable. That's when I decided to continue. "You know, I heard an interesting story." I walked towards his mini bar and began pouring myself whatever liquor I could grab. "Have you ever heard of the story of the sly prince and the lost princess?" I glanced at my shoulder and I saw him frowned his brows. I don't know if he's following what I'm saying. But I definitely got his attention. "I don't know where you're getting at but, since the great Zachary Anderson has resulted to desperation, this should be interesting. Go on."

“More like daggers.” “Oh no.” I could practically hear her sitting up straighter. “What happened?” I exhaled, lying back against my pillows. “Where do I even start?” “The beginning is always a good place.” “Fine.” I closed my eyes, letting the words flow. “So, I get there, right? The place is massive. Like, straight out of some rich-kid movie. And, of course, I’m getting stares the second I walk in.” “Typical.” “But then I meet this girl, Rachel. She seemed nice enough, showed me where my classes were.”

I smile at my daughter and say, “Over medium, please.” Then she looks at Gabriel, fighting a smile. “Can you eat better than you can dance?” The girls erupt into laughter, and Gabriel holds his hands up in defeat. “Look at it this way, ladies: I gave you a great story.” Britanya looks between me and Gabriel and winks. “Doesn’t seem like the story’s over.”

There would be nothing left but emptiness. After that, my father never showed up again. One day, Little Zoe came home carrying a letter and a cake. My mother showed me the letter. It contained the address of the house my father had promised, along with a bank card that had two hundred million dollars in it. We did not move there. We never touched a single cent of that money. The following winter, I saw news from Harbor City on television. Rowan Xanders, a prominent entrepreneur, had died at the age of twenty-nine from an old injury.

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