Liberté Novels & Stories

"He has no idea his life is over." "Please," I begged, keeping my voice quiet so no one would hear. "I did what you asked, I put the envelope in the drawer, just let it be, let him finish the class." Nico stopped twirling the pen, he looked at me with those cold, gray eyes. "The fuse is already lit, Elena, we just have to wait, then boom" he said displaying the sound with his hands. Down below, Uncle Arthur turned to write on the board. Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité.

I wanted to hold you and protect you and now, now I have the privilege of doing so. Annie Smith, thank you for never giving up. I will continue to try to give you the world in the palm of your hand for the rest of our beautiful life together. You will always be my good luck charm. The forest is bright and sunny again, the trees have blossomed with full leaves and the butterflies fly with their perfect wings. -Yours only, Leo The end.

Nothing is permanent in this world, but one thing is for sure purest intention will always win. THE END

He looked at his hand then at disappearing figure, what was really going on. Champagne knew she was making a fuss out of nothing but she was really scared of that man's touch, and what scared her more was that she couldn't stop it. What was really wrong with her body, why did she just have to melt in his arms ? It was all his fault, why couldn't he just control his damn hands and not touch her, he didn't know the meaning of personal space and boundaries, actually he didn't know the meaning of anything. He was a perverted son of a bitch

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He shrugged taking a sip of his drink hiding a smile behind the glass. “We have already agreed that the ball will be held in Africa, there is no need to discuss this more.” The troll said seeing that his mates were now quiet. “Oh, but there is a need, see before we agreed the news of the Goddess was not revealed yet but now that it has some people might have changed their minds and we want the vote to be fair and for everyone to agree to it.” the elder pushed, there was no need for another vote, but he was enjoying this too much to just let it go like that.

She gave me a saucy look with her hands on her hips. "What's your last name Kat?" "Huh?" "Name Katarina what is it?" "Um Lyon?" "That's right and everything with that stamp on it belongs to me. You see those?" I pointed to the framed copies of the kids' birth certificates. Other people have their credentials and accomplishments on their office walls; those are mine. "They all say Lyon, that means they belong to me too, everything in this bitch belongs to me. Now I repeat; did you tell my kid she could date? Don't roll your eyes at me woman you're skating on thin ice."

Jason Peters opened his eyes slowly; he was beginning to come out of his extremely droopy state finally. His eyelids fluttered as though they were in the making of a slow motion video. All these were the after effects of staying up the whole night playing video games and at the same time hiding from his mom to avoid any of her reprimands for his"unethical behaviour". He was allowed to be up till at least 9pm during holidays, but he stayed awake till a whooping 2am the next morning.

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