Interestings Novels & Stories

Or maybe I'm lying to myself. Maybe part of me, the part that had already started noticing the way Eli moved through the conference room, the particular quality of his attention when he was thinking, the exact moment he'd decided that my approach was interesting in a way that suggested he might eventually prove me wrong—maybe that part of me wanted exactly this situation. Wanted the challenge of someone who couldn't be controlled or categorized or managed. Wanted, despite every logical part of my brain screaming against it, to find out if there was something underneath my careful control that was worth risking everything for.

” Daisy quickly spoke up; “Boating is very interesting. Fish and shrimp swim in the river. If you don't go, you will regret the rest of your life.” Daisy and Iris take the boiled corn, walk along the full flower path to the river bank. Iris’s eyes look around, sometimes he stops, tries to grab a butterfly. To him, everything is really weird. Until Iris sees a wooden, dull black boat, completely different from his imagination. Iris couldn't hide her overwhelming disappointment. “Too ugly, don’t want to sit on it” but when he sees similar bamboo boats going up and down the river, carrying all kinds of goods, fruits, vegetables. There are some people to catch fish. Even if there was a dog on th

He stands up, too. "Well, Edwin Peter Vanidestine. Since you're so direct, I'd like to tell you something. Don't pretend that I don't know anything about you. Maybe I really don't, but now you've got my attention. I don't like people who hide secrets behind my back. My friends seemed to like you. If you've good intention, then fine, hang out with them. But if not," I lean into him until we're eye to eye. "We'll find out soon."

He finally responded “ See you soon” I hung up the phone, crushing it in the pale of my hand. Theo was huffing in anger in my head adding to the fire that felt like it was burning my skin. Standing up, I flipped the deck over, picking up my chair and throwing it across the room into the door. Letting out a loud and angry growl I mind linked Markus. “ Were you able to get him to agree” I said “ Yes sir, he is very interested in this “ meeting” he said he’ll be in an hour tops. Sir may I ask why?” He answered

I see Sally looking at me with tears in her eyes as the last couple walks over to us. "Hi, I'm Martina, and this is my mate Ryker. It's nice to meet you, and I only have one thing to say. I hope you like mighty swords." I'm confused. Are they using swords for something? However, when Ryker and Scott's faces turn red while the women laugh, I think she's talking about something else. Interesting. I'll have to ask Scott to explain or show me later.

I was the good girl who used to sit in one corner of the class who focused on getting good grades and was quiet most of the time. But Jacqueline, she was a crazy soul who knew to have fun in any situation. She made my school days so much better. She often came over and we did combined studies. Studying with her was 10 times easier and fun. I personally believe that a person should study what he/she has complete interest in. We both studied all day and night for our finals. Well, Hope our grades turn out good. ********************************** Hey guys, this is my first attempt to write a book, I’m looking forward for your kind comments, I’ve worked really hard for this, hope you’ll love it.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

" I said and he smiled . " She's a nice mature lady . ....." He said again " I still think you need someone totally interesting , someone that'll blow your mind ...and your heart , that'll bring out your wild side .....make you feel things you haven't felt before ...not someone that gives you your space Kris " I said and he chuckled . " You sound like Grace you know , anyways I'd see you tommorow morning " he said and excused me . I walked upstairs and Sighed softly

I felt a slight pressure on the barrier and increased my focus so it wouldn’t give way. “Not bad,” Lucas muttered as he continued to probe the dome-like presence in my mind. I didn’t want to admit it, but the compliment felt good. I flinched when Lucas applied more pressure to the barrier from multiple points. He commented softly through the onslaught, “Let’s see how strong you really are.”

“I want to know who he owed money to. I want to know who his enemies were—I want to know his ex-girlfriends, his future wives. I want it all. He may have pissed the wrong people off.” “Yes, ma’am,” he said, and hurried from the room. Why would they pick this exact time to murder him? Why intermission? Were they sending some sort of message? She walked slowly in the heavily carpeted room, circling, looking at him from every possible angle. He had long, black wavy hair, and was strikingly attractive, even in death. What a waste. At that moment, a sudden noise filled the room. All the officers turned at once. They looked up, and saw that the small TV in the corner had lit up. It played footage