Mimic Novels & Stories

I'm glad and happy we're all back together at least I will sleep peacefully I'm meeting Mrs Vivian Charlie Ampofo today, because we will be going to see the doctor for my appointment to check if am fit to become a Surrogate or not since have abstain from consuming alcohol I arrived earlier than time at Mr Charlie's mansion so I won't waste much time and be late for work. I pressed the intercom at the door before someone open the door for me and usher me inside telling to seat since Mrs Vivian is having a talk with her husband I waited for some hours, before I heard their voices, which seems that the couples were having an argument " I told you, I don't like the idea of surrogacy,if you can't

He slides his hands up my waist and moves closer to me. "Sofía," he says, mimicking my tone. His mouth reaches my lips and he slips his tongue inside. It's sweet and warm and I know it hasn't been very long since I last tasted it, but I've missed it. His hands are on either side of my head and he's being careful not to touch me with any part of his hands or his body now. Only his mouth. "Noah," I mumble, pulling away. I bring my hand to his cheek.

Thank you all for reading my book. This is my second book on good novel and I hope you all enjoy it. 'Quagmire' is a romance novel which possesses a lot of twists, turns, complications but still enough romance to keep it interesting and thrilling. The book is an entire work of fiction and is not intended to make mockery or downgrade any kind of individual.

"Exactly why you can't go." Mirabel raised a hand. "Let me. I've run dark simulations before. My mind's trained to recognize false memory loops." Bella hesitated. "You're sure?" "I don't need to be sure," Mirabel said, sitting at the sync station. "I just need to be faster than him." --- The sync rig slid over Mirabel's head, lights blinking as her vitals streamed across the monitors. Elodie and Clara managed the sequence. "Neural sync active in five... four... three..."

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

Gulping, she whispered, “Sarah Mikkelsen.” Humming, I bit down on the biscuit, gazing at her from head to toe. “A tip. Do you want a cream? anti pimple therapy? for reducing the pimples on your face. I'm pretty sure with this type of face of yours no one would be able to approach you, so it will do wonders for you if you want to get a boyfriend.” I sweetly smiled at her. A tear rolled down her cheek whilst gasps and snickers were heard around us.

"They know Lexi, don't worry. These are't the same Mimic's as the undeveloped ones that scavenge here. They've eaten enough and experienced enough to be as intelligent as you or I. They just prefer this form." Lexi turned back to watch the pulsating masses of fluid begin to form their bodies into distinctly human looking forms with various features, melding their clothes to match the style of the Dark Magick users that they had encountered so far. She had to admit that mimics really were incredibly talented when it came to this, and the fact that they were now conversing casually with the transformed daemons alongside them in cl

The style looked chic and simple: a large ivory pearl floating freely within a diamond-dusted platinum cage. To the unknowing, it was a beautiful, understated accessory. Only a few people knew that the pearl wasn’t real but an iridescent casing around a microchip that broadcast my location via GPS to Deloris. More than that, it recorded my movements, my respiration, and even my heart rate.

I sat myself next to him and stared dejectedly up at the ceiling. "Hi," he said. "Hi" I replied. The room went dead silent. "Wait for me Raymond!" A timid female voice said. "You can't catch me!" This time around it wasn't the timid female voice,it was a male one. "I hate you" she shouted right back at him. "The feeling is mutual Mimi" he giggled. I watched both of them struggle to run past each other to get inside the room, I let out a soft chuckle. "Stop it both of you" the man in front of me ordered,I could feel the headache that was dieing beginning to rise.

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",