Mary Sue Novels & Stories

Mary Sue had whispered it during Sunday church, low and breathless, swearing her mamma knew of a girl their age in a couple of towns past who had been found cut up like cattle in a field. Damn, Mary Sue, for putting thoughts like that in her head. The day went on, and eventually she forgot to be afraid. There was too much to do for fear to take up much space. Taking care of the land wasn’t easy. The dirt was stubborn and hard, but her Pa had learned how to make it yield. It gave them enough to eat, and that was something to be grateful for. She tended the crops, fed the chickens, and washed and hung the laundry out to dry. The s

As I asked Miss Brian, "Please Mary, tell me what I can do to be of assistance. I can help decorate the tree, or I can cook. I make delicious cookies with my mom every year." I asked her enthusiastically and I felt so happy and at ease. Miss Brain looked at Sioux first and then at me, and I unblocked her so I could read her thoughts. Is she really his distant relative or something else? She is an excited girl. That Sara was so mean. Forget about her. Why am I thinking about her? It is such a wonderful day. Sioux is really happy today. I can see it in his eyes.'

Jane taunted, reveling in her perceived victory. "You... planned all of this," Aubrey managed to utter through her battered state, her voice quivering with disbelief. The realization struck her like a lightning bolt, illuminating the darkness that enveloped her. "If I hadn't planned it, how would you have ended up unconscious?" Mrs. Jane smirked, her satisfaction evident. "But... I didn't... I didn't kill anyone," Aubrey protested, her voice trembling with fear. The weight of the accusation settled heavily upon her, threatening to shatter the last remnants of hope she clung to.

Despite knowing that , l still had nothing to do about it , she was not only my mother but she had barely had a job in the five months , she was jobless but still she always needed money to buy marijuana and expensive bottles of wine. '' Honestly mother am gonna give you 45 usd only , go to the nearby Maggie beauty College , it the most cheapest in the all town '', l humbly tried to explain everything to her. '' What the actual hell are you talking about ? and how many times do I need to tell you to stop calling me''mother'' , my name is Sarah Martinez'', She spoke out in a raised up voice.

"Without Martin's permission, no one is answering your queries!" "Then I came here for nothing!" he muttered while his curious eyes scanned the whole area. "You will be trapped here just in case I will throw a bomb. Your only exits are those damn elevator and stairs?" he scoffed, I always knew Adam had a photographic memory. And he was using it now. "Martin saved my life. If ever you pissed him off and planned to kill you, I can not save you, Detective Fields. This is inflammatory. The lady doctor's name is Annie. She's not Italian. She's from here!"

Diana said and quickly went to the sitting room,she can't wait to see her daughter and ask about Skylar "Stacy" "Mom" Stacy replied clearly drained "You Ok?" "Yea I'm just tired" she yawned and prepared to go her room but she was stop by her mother "Stacy...about Skylar I heard she's awake is she…." "Mom no need to be afraid,yea she's awake but she doesn't have memory Diana creased her brow "you mean?" "She lost her memory" "Oops that a relief" Diana said with a sigh of relief

'Mas Suma, you owe me! ***

I almost kill Mary. I'm really really sorry right now. I don't know what to do. //WyByCa

Her eyes were hard. “Whoa…I didn’t mean to make you angry. I was just thinking…” “Thinking about what, Logan? Just let it go. She deserved to die,” Marina said nonchalantly. I was shocked at her statement. I knew her mom was abusive, but how can she say that about someone who was brutally murdered? “God, I hate her so much. She was the worst. She made me feel like I was nothing,” Marina said. She wasn’t even looking at me anymore.