King Blank Novels & Stories

He hit delete before the sentence was over. There were three more calls of the same bent, all wanting to know if the rumors were true. By the last one, he was basically commanding her to return his calls. Kyle erased every last one of them as he prayed for calm. He wasn't even mad, just slightly annoyed. He knew one thing for sure; he was gonna put an end to this shit once and for all.

Elexier’s POV “Make sure you have all the things, the guns, granade, anything that you will need to sabotage father and Logan’s drug dealing operation tomorrow. Make sure they are loaded and complete. I don’t want you to fail. I don’ want any evidence that will lead them to the conclusion that it is me. Even a small finger print or a foot print. Lean your path. You know what will happen to you if you fail. Make sure to call the cops once you already captured everyone there. DO NOT KILL ANYONE. I don’t want anyone killed. Shoot them, but shoot them in their foot and arm or any body part that they wont die. Cover your faces and do not let any body see them.Make sure that they don’t hurt you to

I walked past the monochrome-colored tiles, dropping the newspaper collection and the weird-looking stone on the dining table. With a relaxed mind, I headed back to my room, rolling under the sheets for a nice sleep. The sounds of wails and screams crust into my ears, my head banging with the interruption. What had happened to have caused such a peaceful neighborhood to be in shambles? Well, Father Timothy might be having some deliverance program. He is a man of great

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

They ate in easy silence at first, but soon, she started asking him questions. Simple things. "What's your favorite movie?" He shrugged. "Don't have one." She gasped dramatically hands on her heart . "Blasphemy." He smirked. "What's yours?" "Easy. Baby ." He groaned. "Figures." She stuck out her tongue. " What's your favorite color?" Kane hesitated. "Black." She snorted. "That's not a color." His gaze darkened. "It is to me." Mona giggled, shaking her head. "Fine. Black it is."

Write back if you want, of course I'll understand if you don't. I love you, Liza McClain. You're always on my mind. Yours, Nicole (Brody) Black By the time I finished reading my EX girlfriend's letter, I was curled up on the floor sobbing uncontrollably. I could faintly hear Pandora playing "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" by Elton John as I unleashed everything I'd been holding in. My heart broke for Ceen and her rapidly deteriorating mental health, I couldn't handle the guilt from not being able to come clean to Vasha, and now my EX was finally giving me the reason for ending things that I'd been looking for.

Kara narrated. “oh, Brown, come check, we got Bruce Lee in a feminine body, ” George joked. What an ass. “If you don't mind now detective, I will love to go back inside, ” Kara tossed the blanket back to his face. She hastily stormed off back to her house. “Hey, Bruce Lee, this is currently an active crime scene, you are not allowed in until stated otherwise, ” he spat back. Kara halted, turned back, “can I whisper something to you detective?” she slowly slides her top off, exposing a decent amount of her cleavage.

Ibekwe got up quickly as if stung by a bee. He stretched his eyes to where the palm oil lamp rested, quietly. Slowly, he moved towards the palm oil lamp to check what could have possibly made the lamp to give up its light. After several failed trials of reviving the lamp from its gloomy mood, he dropped it and returned to the bamboo bed. He laid down straight, closed his eyes and prayed for the lamp to come back to life. He kept on praying until he felt a touch on his lap. It was a gentle touch.

King was watching a movie while Kane was watching and playing a game on his new phone at the same time. He was just entertaining himself and allowing King to occasionally glance at the game he was playing on the phone until he asked King if he wanted to take turns playing "Angry Birds." King was taken aback by the gesture. Of all people, he knew how much Kane hated him. King accepted the phone with a smile, which made Kane laugh. 'If I want to break you, I'll have to build you first.' He looked down at King's fingers tapping away on his cellphone. His decision was now final, and he had thought it through the entire night. Within a month, he'd probably go crazy from being cooped up. He needed