Lines Cat Novels & Stories

Joshua was curios. Then both Cally and Joana pointed at one and Joshua was surprised, asking “what kind of car is that?” Joshua didn’t have much knowledge about cars after all. “Its Lincoln,” said Cally and Joana. They were surprised, how was Joshua it possible that didn’t know Lincoln? That was one of the luxurious brands on the United states. They had been eyeing it since the previous night, a Lincoln Navigator SUV, which cost around one million dollar. Although it was five million dollars, Joana and Cally felt it was enough and they liked it very much.

"Catherine, how do we proceed? How do we help the other victims?" Catherine's voice grew more strategic. "First, we document everything Lisa and the other witnesses can provide. Second, we contact the FBI's white-collar crime division because this crosses state lines and involves multiple victims. Third, we coordinate with the other victims to ensure they all have proper legal representation." Jake looked at Emma with an expression of awe and concern. "Emma, your keynote speech didn't just inspire writers to be more authentic it brought down what sounds like a systematic criminal operation." Emma felt the full weight of what Jake was saying. "Catherine, how long has this been going on? How m

A few other guys from the basketball team were scattered around the table, but Lila could barely focus on them. Marcus was closer than ever. She was entirely enveloped in his scent—that familiar mix of lavender soap and his natural musk that Lila had grown so incredibly used to over the weeks. His arm was draped casually over her shoulder, pulling her in so tight it felt almost like he was cuddling her right there in public.

Me: Tell him I said he’s got a good eye. Ethan: He gets it from you. Me: Don’t start. A pause. Then— Ethan: Wouldn’t dream of it. I locked the phone, heart skittering faster than I wanted to admit. Lila’s voice echoed in my head — different doesn’t mean done. And for the first time in months, I wasn’t sure which side of that line I stood on.

I figured the enemy of an enemy had, indeed, become a friend. I sighed and said, "If none of you believe me, that's fine. But the scholarship was already distributed early this year. Why don't we ask Lily if she received it?" The classroom fell silent for a moment. All eyes turned to Lily, waiting for her answer. Lily raised her phone and announced, "Mr. Clark, you must be mistaken. I've already received my scholarship money." Amelia's eyes went wide, her face turning red, then going completely pale.

Everything tasted so bland now. ------------------------------------------- I sat on the ground, my fingers digging into the warm dirt. I had planted peonies this year, they were hard work but still kept me busy. They’ll die and then I will find another flower to take their place. My head tilted as I heard the roar of a vehicle. I looked over the driveway to my house, seeing the black Cadillac pulling up. “So early?” I pressed my lips together, seeing our driver exit his side and make way to the front of the door.

The nerves in my body quietly tensed. Soon, a sleek black car pulled up at the building. Thomas's eyes lit up, and he eagerly waved his hand. "Babe!" Imogen stepped out, impeccably dressed in a cream suit, cradling an enormous bouquet of roses.

I just wanted to get as far away from where I woke up as possible. I kept smoking, taking my time to clear my head. With time, thinking became suddenly easier. Now that I think of it, I observed a lot of things are odd with this place. I hadn't the faintest idea where I was. The people I saw on the streets through my window were all wearing old fashioned clothes. Even the cars were old fashioned. They were Cars of my time when I was still a kid. I saw a lot of 1950 Crosley Station Wagon, 1951 Studebaker Starlight Coupe, Buick Roadmaster, Hudson Hornet and Cadillac Coupe deVille racing on the road.

Before she came, you wouldn’t find me really in the same room as the girls, let alone having them roll their eyes at me, which I was surprisingly ok with. It makes me feel normal and not so much feared. “Lina’s car’s home!” Matt shouted as he walked into the house, making us all shush him. I raised an eyebrow at him. “That was quick.” He shrugged. “Werewolf speed bro.” “What car is it?” I asked. “She’s got sweet taste! It’s a black Camaro with silver stripes. It’s got a pretty badass engine too,” he replied, sounding very impressed. “Is it me, or is Lina an undercover bad girl? She’s got piercings, tattoos, an attitude, and now a pimped out car?” Viola commented. Everyone else seemed to agre

"It was an angry cat, didn't you see me wiggling my butt." "Yeah..." Alex raised an eyebrow. "What was that for?" He asked. "My cat tail." She said in a 'durrh' tone. Minutes later, they said there goodbyes and headed out. "What do you want to grab for lunch today? Chinese or Italian?" In answer to that, Amanda stomach gave a low grumble. "I don't really care about that, I just want chicken, fried chicken." Alex laughed, shaking his head. "Chicken it-" "Jacinta!" Someone shouted from the other side of the street, waving his hands over to Amanda.