Monochrome Rumor Novels & Stories

All a rumor. * * *

“But if you’re going to get tangled up with someone, at least it’s someone who looks like a walking bad decision wrapped in leather. Bonus points for antisocial brooding.” “I’m not tangled with anyone,” I snapped. Caelum raised both brows. “Oh? So, the rumors about you two exchanging bodily fluids in the observatory are just creative writing assignments?” My jaw clenched. Hard. He grinned, too pleased with himself. “Relax. I know it’s all smoke. If anything had really happened, you’d be way more broody.”

something. Niamh, her eyes darting around in wonder, whispered to Elysia, "It's breathtaking. But do you feel that? There's something... off." Elysia nodded slowly, her senses alert. "It's like a silent hum, an undercurrent of unease. Something has happened here, or perhaps, is about to." Ezra, always observant, pointed towards a distant spire. "Look there. The base of that tower. The crystal seems... darkened, almost corrupted."

After little Gray fell back asleep she gently stood up and walked around his room, examining it, it was very big, even larger than the apartment she had back in the company, with the huge royalty she suddenly got from the sales of her album Crimson was rich enough to buy a decent house for herself now, she was still thinking about where to buy it. She walked towards the huge table and stared around as her eyes caught sight of some of Gray's baby pictures neatly kept on the table, she took one and was staring at it when the glass door opened from outside and a pretty girl with dyed red hair walked into the room, Crimson wondered who it was since female employees are usually scarce in the mans

Rhea asked to the female caller. "I am Megan. I just call if you still have some supplies of pork. Do you still have?" "What? Supplies of pork? You called the wrong number, bitch!" Rhea said as she slammed her phone. She notice that after she slammed it, there is a big crack on its screen. However, she does not care. She knows that she can buy another phone whenever she wants. She continues on eating her food. She needs to sleeo before nine in the evening to maintain her sleeping routine.

Always reminded her she wasn’t doing this alone anymore. “I can’t believe it’s twins,” she whispered. “I can. You always do everything big.” She laughed, and he smiled—boyish and cocky but with that tender gleam he only reserved for her. The Hollow’s front door creaked open, and her manager poked his head in. “We’ve got everything ready for the Friday crowd. Go home. We’ve got this.” Alli nodded. “Thanks, Marc. Text me if anything changes.” Marc winked and disappeared, the door clicking shut behind him.

I think I’m still absent-minded that I didn’t straighten my facts. The next day after the incident, which is today, as early in the morning, there was a rumor circulating on the agency’s website. We have a website that has been made by the technologically savvy here. And the bosses don’t know that it exists… well, they do now because of what I did.

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!

Slate added, a friend to Echo " That means that it would be hard to hear from us anytime soon" added Raven, Echo's sister. "Very well then, thank you for the information" Darian Stormrider said and dropped the sack he had on his shoulders onto the floor. They meant to rush to it but he scared them off by showing off his fangs in an instant. " We won't meet up but you family should devise a way to communicate further with me anytime something new happens. I need to know everything happening in your realm, especially if it has anything to do with the vampires or war" he added before leaving.

I say with a gasp. "Okay, baby, just stay with me," Mom says. I nod my head and gather my strength. "I know who it was, Mom." "Who, baby?" "It was Professor David Hamilton. The high school professor." "Are you sure?" The nurse asks cautiously. “That's a serious accusation." "Yes, I understand the gravity of the accusation, and I am certain that the man who raped me and threw me out of the window that night was Professor Hamilton. He was heavily intoxicated, barely able to stand, and he reeked of alcohol and cigarettes."