Marie Kanker Novels & Stories

She held back her appetite and scolded herself mentally. Just a little more pride, Maria. Food doesn't control you. "Yes, let's." Mrs. Jones agreed, her eyes still glued to the table as though she could read on it a map of a lost treasure. Clankings of silver wares and Chinas. The food showed no reduction. Maria noticed how little their appetites were and she marched it, dipping in and out of the dishes her forks as she remembered late nights of more canned beans back in Spain. Cannes beans equaled loss of appetite, maybe that was what she needed.

It was a cold night and Marie was returning from work . It had been a busy month,she was busy thinking about the man Ronald had captured in the room eight months ago. She had heard that man , Leo ,say that whatever vaccine Ronald was making was going to affect the whole world. But, ofcourse, Mr. Ronald had told her not to believe in those made up stories and that he had captured Leo there so that he couldnot go around spreading rumours about Ronald's work. Marie quite believed him,but she was a sincere assistant and she didnot want to get involved in any bad work if Ronald was doing any such thing.

The cause of cancer is called AHC and HAP, it is a disease invented by the Romero's and the mystery man, this game became dangerously interesting for Maria De La Cruz. Maria De La Cruz was not a pushover, she had not been satisfied with the first results. She decided it would be a good idea to get physical evidence of what was going on there, although she knew it would not be easy to obtain, since as expected everything was surrounded by cameras, in addition to the security guards, so she prepared the documentation and left it on a desk. That day he left work with the adrenaline of knowing that he would be back that same night.

Cynthia asked. “Flattering, but an immortal can get sick too, I think,” Marie replied, sitting up. “You lived for over 400 years on the coldest side of the world and didn't even catch a cold, and now I'm supposed to believe you're down with some kind of illness. No, I think it's something else, something far more complicated,” Cynthia said, squinting her eyes. Marie just stared at her quietly, waiting for what she would say next. “Yes! I know what it is,” Cynthia said, her eyes widening.

MARIA Maria’s gaze was fixed out of the window, on nothing in particular. She just scanned through her brain for the doctor’s exact words. "It's cancer" She even remembered the little things like how he licked the tip of his fingers before slowly opening the documents. She remembered the time at that exact moment. 16:08, the time that changed her life. Maria was forty five and she couldn’t wrap her head around the fact, around why, this was coming now. "But i was right" He said it immediately. "You said you just started feeling heavy, and gastric cancer could very much imitate the signs of early pregnancy and we caught it immediately. So early-”

She was satisfied with the current situation. Maria raised both eyebrows, fuming with anger. She then interrupted Hailey’s words in a harsh tone, “What are you saying? Don’t be ridiculous!” Hailey was surprised. “Oh, Mrs. Mary, I’m not being ridiculous at all. I’m concerned for you. Understand that most early-stage cancers are curable.” “Shut up!” Maria was upset that she cursed at her and wanted to beat her. “You’re the one with cancer! Your whole family has cancer!”

Just then, Woody walked over and said, "Mindy is right. Unless you want to catch a cold, quickly come in! Colds from the wind aren't very comfortable." "Okay. Apologies for my intrusion," Marie gratefully replied with a nod. Then, Woody's sharp eyes noticed the bag that Marie was carrying had some kind of cancer treatment medicine. So, as a doctor, he asked, "Do you have a patient at home?" Marie nodded and replied, "My mother was diagnosed with breast cancer half a year ago. Fortunately, we caught it early! And after a few courses of treatment, her condition stabilized." Marie was extremely grateful for that.

Daria Yesterday, I found out that I have cancer. After extreme back pains, I was diagnosed with schwannoma neurofibrosarcoma, a malignant tumor in my spine. Now the asshole doctors are throwing terms in my face, thinking it will put a smile onto my lips by saying my survival rate is fifty-fifty with chemotherapy. Well, guess what?! I can't afford it! God bless America! Therefore, my motto right now is "Hakuna-fuck-treatment-Matata," and I even wrote a bucket list—five minutes ago inside my head! And that list is telling me to grab the first good-looking man I see and kiss him.

she said, holding up her hands again, "and it was thick, but not too thick." "There is such a thing as too big," Becky agreed. "Absolutely," Marie agreed. "It also had just the right amount of curve to hit that g-spot, you know?" Kelly was about three shades of crimson at this point. "It's not that big, Marie." Marie rolled her eyes. "Honey, that dick looked like it could cure cancer." That caused all the ladies to burst out laughing again.

Mhadz took a seat at the kitchen table while Mariaa served her coffee. "So what brings you here, I hope Angel is doing good" "Well, I have been feeling sick lately and I didn't want Franz to know. But if I go to our regular doctor, he would find out and become an overprotective husband and worry. So I thought your husband could tell me what's wrong with me." Mhadz explained. "Oh, that's understandable, what seems to be the problem?" Marisa asked curiously. "Well I have lost the color in my face, I feel tired all the time, I throw up everything I eat. I'm scared I may have cancer, since my grandmother had it" Mhadz explained. Marisa raised her eyebrow at the explanation.