Lazy Town Welcome Novels & Stories

"No, Victoria. Just no. You won't have any hygiene until I say so." He accelerated slightly, as if my anger amused him. "And you know what? I love seeing you like this. Dirty. It's the perfect reflection of what you are on the inside. Complete trash." I swallowed the sob of rage and humiliation. I went back to staring out the window at the trees blurring past in the dark. I didn't know where we were going. I only knew each minute was another minute farther from Liam. After another hour of oppressive silence, Lucas exited the highway and entered a small town. White Plains, the sign read. A New York suburb. He pulled up in front of a roadside motel, its neon sign flickering, the air reeking of

“Did you mean what you said on Christmas Eve?” “Every word.” Tessa dragged in a shaky breath as she stared at him with big green eyes. Finally, she stepped back, her baby-pink toe nails a soft splash of color against the white tile of her foyer. “Then there’s no reason at all. Come in.” March 3 (The previous year) “Welcome to the jungle.” A smile played at Caleb Edgington’s mouth as the one-man welcoming committee waited, hand outstretched, just inside the office.

She had not expected to run into the men from the underground casino as soon as she arrived at the hospital. “Ms. Austin, how do you know this girl?” Renee leaned against the wall. Her fingers were trembling uncontrollably. “What do you mean?” One of the men licked his lips. “You know, she might not have been right in the mind, but just to get back her brother’s ashes, she gave the boys a real treat. Shame about Jacob Murphy. Did not even last a few days before he kicked it. But this dumb girl? She could take it. We had fun with her for three days.”

"They're all out of Atlanta. I'd think New York has a selection second to none." She giggled, and when I turned toward her, she seemed softer than before-easygoing. "We do. I assumed, based on what little bit Felicity said about Beau's hometown, that there'd be rabbit ears on the television sets in the local motel. And we'd eat dinner at the drive-in next to the thrift shop. Harden's been a nice surprise...minus the whole canceled wedding thing." I pulled her rental car into the gravel parking lot of Sadler's. There wasn't much to the place on the outside-or inside for that matter-just an old building that had been a bar for as long as I could remember. "Still think Harden's a quaint town?"

"Welcome Mr. Woods! We welcome you to Fairview city." The hundred odd men surrounding Jate Woods immediately took the cue and shouted together. "Welcome Mr. Woods! We will come you to Fairview City." All of them had a wide grins on their faces and looked as friendly as possible as they clapped as loudly as they could, afraid that Mr. Ward might be displeased with them.

Gus grinned at him, “I have trained a lot of young boys and girls like you and your friends here,” “For real? And where are they now?” “Well most of them are dead now.” Zeke did not reply and stare blankly at Gus. “Well, here we are now!” Gus stood and points to the town that they are entering. Zac read the sign on their right saying ‘Welcome to Redland Creek’

Men and women went about doing their activities by the roadside. "Freshly baked bread!" "Buy your beautiful jewelries here!" "This is the heart of the seven packs. New Moove town." I was in awe by how homely New moove felt. I could already tell that I would like it here. We were greeted by two men wearing a golden badge. "Alpha Lane Lockwood," Lane gestured to the man riding the carriage to stop, so did his men around us. "Our Alpha asked us to give you a warm welcome to New Moove,"

Teddy leaned out his window, grinning at a group of bachelorettes in matching sashes; they squealed back, plastic champagne flutes raised in salute. The LEDs scrolling across the Aria flashed “WELCOME, BIRTHDAY STARS!” and Teddy slapped the dash, laughing. The smell of street‑vendor tacos, perfume, and hot pavement drifted through the vents. Slot‑machine jingles escaped every revolving door we passed, mixing with EDM that spilled from rooftop clubs high above.

He had to be at work by 11 AM. The chauffeur came out of the car and bowed his head. “Welcome back to Palm Springs City, Mr Jayden Wells.” The young man, Mr Jayden Wells smiled, a smile that barely touched the corners of his lips. He pulled out two wads of money from his pockets and held it in front of them, and each man took one. “Tips for the kids. Thank you. Go enjoy your weekend. They both turned around and left, and he got into the car.