Modern Country Novels & Stories

“Mum, in instructing me, as far as your own lights reached, is good. I would assure you that; but I couldn’t be able to withdraw from the present day vogue, in which every girl appears. There are so many things you do not understand. Nobody lives in two worlds: ancient and modern. If you lived in the past age, you will talk about the things that happened in the past. If you live in the modern age, you will think about modern things. The whole world is gulfed up in a great mass of modernism and scientific technology. Everyone loves me, you know. I don’t think I ever heard a word spoken against my fashion. Look, if I go back to the days in which girls put on gowns that cascaded down from their

I sigh, "But it's not like there's a lot of real wilderness left to get lost in anyway." Julia helps herself to a plate of chocolate chip cookies on the table. "I know you and Kadeem go out sometimes, but mostly, all we've done is the werewolf equivalent of glamping." I have to admit she's right, and it's pretty pathetic. Modern Weres are as confined by modernity as anyone. I've wondered more than once if this life means anything anymore when too busy playing Candy Crush to take note of the full moon. A knock comes at the door and my heart gives a thud.

“My mom. She has a talent for cooking. I perhaps inherited it from her,” “Yeah? Where is currently living?” “She’s in New Carolina right now together with my father and two siblings. They want the more rural vibe than me,” “I can see that.” He fixes his gaze on me. “Are you more of the material girl?” “In a material world,” I quote, humming Madonna's iconic song. “Not a material girl. More if er…modern woman.” “The kind who likes to party and join luxurious balls and eat delicious food?” “Precisely,”