Iok Novels & Stories

says Joseph as his wheels begins to turn again. “Already did.” Ian swipes the device to reveal the next page. “Name’s Andrew Cameron, sixteen years of age, almost seventeen, lives with his parents in Chicago whose address for the life of me I cannot find, star quarterback at his high school, tippy top of the social ladder...” “How does any of these affect us, Ian?” Joseph cuts in before he develops a migraine from listening to the some dumb kid’s incessant praise from one of his best agents.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

I said putting the toy in my purse before going back to plate dinner. “Just think about it Dev. It may do you some good,” Brena stated, helping me plate the tacos for our kids. Ж After Brena left, I took a long, hot shower. I had a dual showerhead, so the stress of the day was beaten from my body when I put it on the massage setting. I had brought a bottle of wine up to my bedroom when Brena left. I had a buzz going from dinner, and I didn’t want to lose the feeling. Maybe Brena was right. Maybe it was time to loosen up. Between the wine and the water, I felt so good. The hot water against my skin made me long for a man’s touch—Kadeer’s touch. His strong hugs always lit a fire within me and

Mustapha asked fixing a plate for her while looking at from head to toe. "Yes,yes and she's taken." Taiwo answered snatching the plate from him. Mustapha chuckled, Taiwo opened the cooler looking for a drink for Christiana. "Which drink do you want?" Taiwo asked bending down. "Anything non- alcoholic." Christiana answered. She gave her a bottle of drink. "Thank you." She said smiling collecting her plate. "It's the Asu I'm looking for now. I'm so happy I know literally know everyone here." Taiwo said referring to Assorted meat which had a lot of pepper on it. Tiana laughed at how serious she looked.

giggled the woman "Never mind Mita, do your job well!" "As you wish ma'am!" Mita, a neurologist who Cally trusts, has made modifications to humans several times. Making them robots for Cally that he guessed, the ones that were modified were the ones who must have harassed Cally's head. Strange indeed, Mita admits that her friend's madness since college, in the medical world, genius madly has only a few differences. Mita looked at the young man in front of her with pity, she was wrong to have woken a sleeping tiger from its cage. Mita starts injecting some fluid into her body. then began to mutate the man's mind from the screen of his laptop monitor

The fan here is equipped with a small type, in the city for children under one-year-old to sleep. In the mountains is very suitable. The wind outside blew into the room. He closes the main door where rats and snakes visit. The window opens completely. In the room, there is a green, oval-shaped sleeping ball. Dean lay on the bed. Take the phone in his hands. The purpose is to see the time, unexpectedly above the screen phone, the wifi displays, relatively strong, with no password. Dean smiled. In this desolate area, the sacred forest, poisonous water, people do not have to worry about setting a password for fatigue.

“What are you talking about, great one? Have I by error or omission offended you?” “Tufia kwa gi.” The native doctor spat, “Ichoro ino na-ana mara egbe di ime, okwa ya (you want to determine the pregnancy of a hawk by looking at it, right?). You have failed. Bet me, you have failed.” “But wise one, I don’t understand what you are talking about,” Ejima frowned but did not meet those dark eyes. “You will not understand until nemesis catches up with you.” The Dibia hissed and continued down the path, cursing and fussing.

Taking a seat on the chair instead of the bed, he hit the browser icon on his phone and typed in G****e. He checked out some nearby bookstores and interior decorations shops and luckily was able to find some cool stores that caught his eye. His excitement was however only short-lived as the moment he inputted them into G****e maps, he realized they were not as close by as he expected and for someone who barely knew his way to college on his own, trying to look for such stores in town would be a complete bad idea. "Check us out on I*******m," he read out the words displayed in bright yellow as he navigated the store's website. I*******m. Social media.

Kaori-nee was a good cook and the food did not allow me to make a distasteful face at him. “That much?” Hiro-san chuckled, raking a hand through his dyed light hair. I still haven’t figured out whether calling it white or silver or grey or a really light shade of black (which would mean that it wasn’t black) would do it justice. Either way, it suited him. It complimented his eyes. “Do you miss playing basketball so much?” “Mm. Not really. I hadn’t really thought about it. The last time that I played was in university. The dream just made me remember it. That’s all.”

Tiffany says robotically as she shoves a bottle of wine my direction. "That's what he said," Geni mumbles behind me. I ignore her and smile at Tiffany, hoping she didn't hear. Judging by the look on her face and the way Rowen squeezes her shoulder, I think we all heard her. "I'm glad you could be here." I take the wine and look at the label. "Petrolo Galatrona 2013 straight from Tuscany. Wow. This is a great year." "You know wine?" she asks, brows crinkling. "With the way you suck down those yard-long margaritas, I thought all you liked were cheap drinks."