Monochrome Rumor Novels & Stories

This time scanning in minutely different spots. Still nothing. I sigh and rub my head. Maybe he's wrong. Maybe they've just memorized which one to take. It's a high risk strategy because the stench is disorienting. Graydon steps away from the tunnels back to the centre. As he reaches the centre, he mindlinks, Got it! And whirls around, triumphant.

"Miss, there's a rumor that not only is prince Wulfgar paralyzed, but he is also vicious. Totally inhumane." Inhumane? After digesting it in her mind, Carra couldn't help but feel it a little weird and funny. She knew it was easy for people to exaggerate the inhumane aspect of another human being there barely saw or knew. Everybody knew that the gossip ability of the people in this empire, especially the capital, was really extraordinary. Thinking of this, she chuckled slightly, and said, "Isn't this great?" "What? Very good? What's good about this?"

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

“What is this?” “That’s what killed him,” he said, his voice trembled. “H-He said if I got into trouble, I just have to…to go there.” The detective flipped the card and saw two words engrossed on it in gold ink. DOMUS MALUM His eyebrows furrowed, frustration creeping in. His head began to throb as he looked away. “Thanks for this, Mate,” he said and hopped on his car, never casting a glance again on the guy.

As she wanted to think of a way to get out of these chains, that voice called out to her. *Alexandra* *Find me* The same way this was happening, the human lab rat in the next room was hearing her own voice in his head. The two fell into a short dream state. The two saw each other from a far distance and were walking towards each other. They continued to walk till they had reached each other and were shocked on facing themselves. *I'm the lab rat here. He made me this* he said *My blood will be used to create a beast out of you, I'm sorry*

Marcus blinks. “What?” “The point is what comes with her.” Victor frowns. “And what exactly is that?” I walk back to my desk and open a file. Several photographs slide across the surface. Marcus picks one up. “What is this?” “Reports.” “From my spies.” Victor scans another document. “Rumors.” “Yes.” Marcus reads aloud quietly. “Silver hair… appearing crown… control over ocean currents…” His voice trails off. Victor looks at me slowly. “You believe this?”

I took Maurício's cell phone, turned on the camera and set it to film, lit a cigarette and threw the lighter with the lit flame on his body, watching the flames get higher and higher and the groups more intense. At the door we were surprised by Roberto looking at me, as he smiled lopsidedly and shook his head in denial. "This is going to stink, Mrs. Monroeli." Juliana Active Connection "Norely...I already said I hate to be disturbed on my nights sleep. They are precious to me." "Excuse me, my dear, but I have something very serious to discuss with you. It has leaked information that you are backing out of our agreement, is the amount I am offering you not enough for you?"

It was a single sheet of paper with a typed message: "Rylan Moonstone is a murderer who would do anything for power. Mr. Blackthorn, beware." Ravenna read the message several times, her mind reeling. "Who sent you this?" she demanded. Soren shook his head. "I don't know. It arrived anonymously a few weeks ago." "And you believe it?" Ravenna asked, her voice skeptical. "I intend to find out if it's true," Soren replied, his eyes locking with hers. "And I need your help to do it."

We wish you good luck. The voice disappeared after saying that. Hunter and Monki glanced at each other, and they could see the excitement and anticipation in each other’s eyes. This was unexpected. This looked like a mediocre massage cabin, but it could actually achieve such an immersive effect! Also, what was the content of this experience? Doomsday War? It sounded really fun and interesting! Monki was about to say something when the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to vibrate. After that, it was followed by a crack spreading from under his feet. The asphalt road was torn apart as countless dark openings started appearing!

“ Good Day Sir, Ma'am, welcome to Monochromatic! ” I gave him what's-the-name-again face but he was too slow to get it. I got no choice but to voice it out. “What's the name, again?” “ Uhm-Monochromatic?” He said, quite unsure. “ That's why there are no customer.” I whispered to Tim. “Why?” He asked innocently. I rolled my eyes on him. “ Monochromatic is just a synonym of boring.” I stated causing him to open his mouth in surprise- he then covered it using his right palm.