Mile High Novels & Stories

His father spat right on his face but he didn't even flinch. "Funny you!" Khaliq retorted before limping on his shoulder to get some rest, hands and legs tied. '•'•' "Today was fun!" Mehr shouted at the top of her lungs when she settle herself in the car. They just finished having their dinner as promised in Mezzo. She was elated after seeing a man with eyes almost like violet colour, that was new. "Yeah, I concur," Mashkur grinned at his wife before he buckled her up and drove off to their suite.

Six feet, seven inches" he said. She frowned and watched him walk away, return the bandage to a cabinet and return "What?" "My height" "Ohhh- wait, 6'7? Wow. That's tall" she gently lowered her leg for him to sit. "What are you doing here?" She looked around "I-i don't know, I thought you-" "Lake Creek. Why are you here?" "Oh.... Be- you only answered one question." "It's not necessary to buy a new shampoo or wash anything."

My breath was lodged somewhere in my throat as I struggled to breathe and release a whimper inside my blankets. But still, it wouldn't matter even if I made a sound or bleated like needy sheep; this was Maslow High School, and I was the most hated and popular new student. News of my arrival had spread like wildfire, and a certain cook told people he noticed my eyeballs were black like those of a reptilian lizard when I was picking my supper.

Malachi and Levi drove to the Council ranch in silence. Levi had spent two full days silencing the Mexican cartel in Anaheim, making sure there would be no blow back to Kai. The Council’s ranch, in Montana, was located on Bitterroot Lake. It was built on the river with groves of trees flanking the house. It had wide open spaces, and it was quiet. The Council held meetings there, and once or twice, they’d invited future Council Alphas to the ranch.