Life Of Pi Novels & Stories

"But when you woke up, you could hardly recognize me or your mother!" When the ship exploded, she never saw him again. Their last moments were him, kissing the back of her palms, at a ship deck under the starlights. And when he came back... "All you were saying was Shanta, Shanta, Shanta!" She bellows wilder than an angered tigress. "How many times should I tell you that she's dead! She's... dead!" "She's alive, Kachina!" He insists and clenches his fist in utter conviction. "I will hold on to this thought that she's alive. It would be the death of me if it was true that she's gone."

Having been an invisible presence at home for ten years, I watch Mom and Dad hand me the only life ring as the cruise ship sinks, while they vanish into the ocean depths. Christian Gunn, my distant brother, desperately pushes me toward the shore until his body is completely frozen stiff by the icy seawater. He flashes a smile of relief and says, "Mom, Dad, and I have always regretted bringing you back to the Gunn family. If we hadn't, Freya would still be by our side. If there's a next life, please don't bother our family ever again." I watch his complexion turn increasingly pale before he closes his eyes forever. I can hear a rescue boat roaring nearby, but I smile wryly and, without a

Scar began. "In the beginning it was, being surrounded by the big bad Wolves scared me beyond belief but they became my family in a very short amount of time, so now my story isn't so sad anymore because it's now a tale of gaining something better!" Scar was mesmerised by the little woman sat next to him. He had never in his 25 years met someone that matched her, she spoke with raw emotion and truth. It was refreshing for Scar.

"Now I'm even more sad to go! You actually have a surprise waiting for my return? That's so incredibly sweet! I couldn't ask for a better family. I love you guys. I don't want to leave!" “Yeah, but you’ll have the greatest stories to tell when you bring your ass back to us.” Sean responded, lightening the mood. “Ok, I found it,” Jaimee said, as she turned two pages in the photo album. She lifted the cellophane and took out a picture. There she stood, same pudgy 7-year-old frame smiling at the camera, beside a fisherman and a huge tiger shark. They were standing at the end of a pier. Jaimee's smile was enormous and the pride she held in her gaze was unmistakable. She always did show her emoti

"Now we're told there are more than two universes." "Hey, life is too short to waste time exploring the universe." Alex sobbed; all he wanted was to live a simple life in peace and quiet, but what happened was that he was constantly trapped in one whirlpool after another, and the vortex became bigger and bigger, and his involvement grew deeper and deeper. Shelly said, "There is no time for you to be sad because you must defend your family, and because your family is so large, you must naturally pay others several times more! Who is that woman, Pindola? How did you meet her?"

Dime replied back “Fine!” Tom sighed out as we heard the pizza drop “Now slide the money through the bottom of the door,” “Gladly,” Dime replied as she stuck the money under the door crack. We watched as Tom walked down the hallway and then we lost sight of him thanks to the peephole in the door, “Well, here goes nothing right?” Dime said as she grabbed the door handle “Wait!” I shouted before she opened the door “Let me do something real quick,” I quickly grabbed a scarf and tied it around her head as if she was wearing a hijab

This is the story of a young man with a secret talent who plays good samaritan and finds himself at the center of a battle bigger than himself... but he won't be alone! At least that's part of the gist for now.😅 Now let's see how it goes… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "The ghosts in my house wouldn't be so bad if they could just stop trying to cook" which will not appear in this form because it's allowed to work around them and so I did.

she cried to us as she handed us the painting that was meant for us. I just smiled at her as she hugged us. I looked down at the painting I was holding. "Life in the Darkness" — The Woman Who Lived in the Dark." ** Life in Darkness has signed off.

CHAPTER 1 I enjoy coming to the park at night, it's a place where I can relax, think freely without having someone around to bother me for staring at nothing, lost in my thoughts. I like to contemplate the night sky full of stars, the beautiful moon shining brightly and just stop to think, will I always live like this for the next few years of my life? I was diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis when I was months old, I am now 19 years old.

Though it wasn't cold like yesterday, it was still chilly, and I crossed my arms around myself, shivering a bit. I could hear the sounds of horses, chickens, and more as we had gone out through the side door instead of the front entrance. Lip strolled slowly, enough to keep me in pace, and I glanced around, entranced with everything I could see. Lip began to talk about the history of New Puerto, starting with the animals, and the trade given to different countries. We walked past the gardens then, Lip bringing up the imports and exports of all trade, and I felt myself tune him out. It wasn't that I was bored, more out of habit from when my own father attempted to discuss these types of thing