March Novels & Stories

She said it sweetly but he trembled at her fingertips. It’s better not to mess with Fi when she’s this mad. She might stand me up again when some random human dies. It’s the worst punishment ever. Fiel eyes twinkles and smiles from ear to ear. “I’m glad we are on the same page, my love.” “Fi...Tay, I’m sorry to cut your reunion short but we need to go.” Thade smirks but eventually forces a smile when his eyes meet Fiel’s. Then both of them disappeared. The wooden playhouse morphed back into the scenic sight of Cirro.

Bright and Ash smiles and nods, turning to his next thought. "How about if you want something but you can't say beacuse you are shy? I know from experience that having a some word can be useful and a comfort even if the situation does not call for it." Leo nods, agreeing with his uncle's. "Alright good. Now, you are aware of the traffic light system correct?" Leo thinks for a moment before he nods, having a basic understanding. "Good! In that case let's use 'green' if all is well, 'yellow' if you are sad and or if you're not sure, and 'red' if you are angry need to stop everything immediately. Alright?"

September's End "September!" September came rushing to their room holding a spatula when he heard his wife calling out to him. He was wearing a pink apron with a huge heart print in the middle. The words 'Best Dad in the World' was printed with large letters inside the heart. "What's wrong, hon?" He asked worriedly as he walked over their bed where Maeve with a nine months old tummy was panting hard. "I think she's coming out!" She said and once again screamed in agony as she felt another contraction.

Ace always does that in winter, staring out the window and wait for spring, he hates winter and hates the end of the year. Ace's favourite thing about winter is when it's over. Ace gets weak in winter, he would be left alone, sick and in pain while his family goes to have a good time on their vacation. He always stays alone in winter. He prays that this winter will be gentle and a kind season of rest from the wheel of the mind. " Ace?" Ace snapped his head towards Mr Garret's voice, the classroom is empty of students, Ace looked at Mr Garret with a blank face that is out of emotions.

A/N: Hello, Piggy Readers, this is the sequel of Trist where his friend Samuel dies. ~*~ THE van that Kailyn Montez was riding in was traveling down a secluded road into the woods. The road was wide and flat with not many vehicles passing by, only their vans. They left early in the morning so they had been on the trip for more than seven hours and they were only half an hour close to their destination. Half an hour passed and it was exactly 7:23 in the morning when they arrived at the villa.

Social Medias or watching the news were never her things which made it hard for her to know them and yet, they believed one of them will marry her. After purchasing her favorite iced tea, she returned to the secret garden which she had begged her escorts to wait for there. She passed each one of them a cup of strawberry smoothie, just like how she never failed to drink her iced tea after her classes goes to how she never forgets to get them some smoothies to keep them going for the day. “What do we have here?” Chloe, who Alice had labeled as the spoilt brat approached them. Just like every day, Chloe was wearing a much revealing clothes which is bad as she also she has the intention of marry

again they said at the same time and Leo chuckled. “Anyway, I think the tenth of the next month is great. What do you guys think?” Leo asked, and Mishka suddenly turned nervous. “That’s really close, Grandpa! I am busy next month. It’s not possible.” Christian said and took a bite of his steak casually. “Hmm, so what should we do?” Leo asked while rubbing his stubble. “Actually, I want this wedding as soon as possible. How about in three days, the twelfth of march?” Mishka suggested, and Christian dropped his fork.

I reached in and rubbed her head. I looked away and saw that there were only a few others on the large ferry. There were hardly any people on deck either; it was practically empty. They were lucky it was running at all, given the time of year. The cold March air, along with the mist off the waves, hardly made for the warmest ride. “Want to go inside?” I asked. He gripped the railing more tightly, looking out at the water. “If you wouldn’t mind,” he said finally.

Becca POV. The steady, rhythmic beat of drums echoed through the streets, mingling with bursts of vibrant colors and lively music. It was a day in the month of June, when all the inhabitants of Havenwoods would come together to celebrate and feast. But as I looked around at the decorations and smiling faces, I couldn't help but feel that it was all for show. Every 13th of June, we gathered in the grand city hall to commemorate Haven Feast - a day where humans and werewolves supposedly celebrate their harmonious coexistence. But deep down, I knew it was all just a facade. Despite the cheerful atmosphere, I couldn't shake off the feeling that this celebration was nothing more than a hollow cha

My life was in limbo, and I was just floating along. I rarely spent the night at home, but nobody questioned me because everyone was busy with the wedding. I switched the water in the shower off and wrapped a towel around my waist. “Shit, I’m late,” I said, as I walked into her bedroom. “I can’t believe you’re getting married today,” she said, and sat upright in the bed and watched me getting dressed. Kari, Adara, and Saga had planned everything in just three weeks, and today, we would get married. It was hard to explain, when I was with Kari she was distant and moody and I just agreed with whatever she wanted and put it down to hormones.