Lola Fish Novels & Stories

She hurries back inside and switches off the torch, plunging us into darkness. We shuffle deeper into the cave, backs pressed against the cold stone. My breaths are shallow as I listen for any sign of movement outside. Lola reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small vial, spraying its contents into the air around us. A scent concealer, no doubt. The sharp, herbal smell fills the space and clings to our skin.

Lola retorted. " Lola this is a great opportunity you want me to lose! why are you being inconsiderate and self centered, please stop all this your games you cruel woman!! and be considerate for once? jasper slammed his palm on the desk. Lola swayed her seat side to side looking keenly into jasper's eyes before saying " listen Darling I don't care if you want to purchase the moon and other planet. Read my lips I am not interested and that's on a period". Lola calmly responded pouring another glass of whisky

Way more educated than me. Lola practically threw herself out of her seat and kicked off her shoes before bolting down the half mile stretch that led to the water. She wasn’t even waiting for us and Remy laughed. Jett came and stood next to us, laying his hand on Remy’s head. We both watched as Lola ran right into the water, squealing and splashing like it was the best day of her life. My heart felt so full to be able to give her this. Clearly, she was going to be happy here.

The water in the small stream was very clear, and when she looked over, she could see the small pebbles on the bottom of the stream, and there were many small fish swimming inside. “Wow, there are so many fish here.” Crystalbella removed her shoes and socks and stepped into the small stream. Leonardo DiCaprio looked at her small bare feet. He had a frown on his face as he asked, “Is the water in the stream cold?” “It is not cold. It is a little warm.” Crystalbella didn't even turn her head back as she replied. All of her attention was all attracted to the small fish by the side of her feet. She took the spear in her hand and focused in on one to strike.

What the fuck is she talking about. “2…1…Happy Birthday!” The crowd shouts. Everyone starts to sing for he is a jolly good fellow at the top of their lungs. I zone them out and I feel my sister grab my arm. When I smell it, the most intoxicating smell in the world, my mate’s scent. I can hear her heartbeat loudly, feel the tug on my heart and soul. I slowly turn around in the direction of the scent, but I already know who it is don’t I?! She is singing at the top of her lungs, she smiles at me as I meet her gaze. My Luna…my mate…my Lizzie.

Standing next to the river I am finishing gathering the fish I have tossed onto the bay, completely naked the air breezes past my bits making a chill go through me. Quickening my pace I gather the fish that I caught onto the rope i put it through their mouths and loop it through the gills of the catfish. Glancing around I feel like something is coming, not dangerous but something is going to happen kind of feeling. Another breeze across the rippling blue river sends another chill down my body, I have better shift into Gypsy before I end up sick. Tying the rope into a tight not i shift back into Gypsy and take the rope into our mouth. The catfish dangling as the rope gets pulled up, swings ba

"But that doesn't give them the right to treat a human being like this." Andre shrugged and drew juice out of the straw in his juice box. "Well, well, well..." Sheryl grinned evilly, standing in Lola's way. Lola King was a tall beautiful frosty brunette girl that liked to mind her business. She was always covered and never showed any skin off, not even her laps–so it was usually hard to know if she was endowed or not. I always argued this with Maya and the picture just proved that she was one hell of a sexy girl.

Lola flashed a peace sign, continuing to playfully hit me. As we sat down to catch up further, Lola's excitement bubbled over, and she couldn't help but share stories of her own youth, weaving in advice and anecdotes that had us both laughing. In that moment, surrounded by Lola's warmth and genuine joy, I couldn't help but appreciate the unique bond we shared, bridging the generational gap with laughter, love, and a touch of lighthearted teasing.

I prayed it wouldn’t be a year until Mum spoke to me and Julian, but I wasn’t feeling all that optimistic. Lola didn’t push or pry or anything, just sat next to me, unassuming as she switched on her laptop. The backdrop on her screen was incredible. Vivid colours and flowers intertwined with her name in the middle in italics. I looked at her afresh, and she was quite a character. She had three different piercings in her ears, and her braid had a yellow ribbon at the bottom. She was cool, in a purple sweater, and her glasses suited her, with their thick black frames. “I’m really pleased to meet you,” I said to her again. “Honestly, thanks for coming over.”

Lora walked in and flashed a smile at him, who looked confused and lost at the same time as she went to sit on the visitor’s swivel chair. “Who are you and how may I help you?” He asked. Lora leaned in closer with her hands on the desk that separated them. “I’m a friend and colleague of Luna at M&M Studios” she responded. Paul nodded still not convinced as to why she had come to see him. “My name is Lola and Luna asked me to come to see you…” she leaned in closer and whispered “You know for some ecstasy… she says I could get some real good options from you” Paul nodded “Very well… why did she tell you about the product?”