Mordecai Hoodie Novels & Stories

“Come.” Hilda took her to a boutique. Keondra happily looked around. “This is amazing!” “Should've taken you to the mall in Kraxuris.” “This is fine too.” “Yeah, but everything is better, and bigger in Kraxuris.” Hilda picked out a black hoodie. “This is nice.” “It looks just like my shirt.” “It's called a hoodie.” “What is a hoodie?” Keondra took it from her. “It's longer than mine.”

They walk freely but their fake name reach every where. "He's here" Kerce announced in a ringing voice which resonated. Uriel removed the magazine from his face and stood with Astin at the same time. The door opened, and a guy walked in, freezing the already cold air. He's wearing a matte black hoodie and madly ripped jeans. The hoodie covered his head, up to his eyes, to half of his face. The only thing visible is his pink, pale lips. There's a bird on his left shoulder though... A white dove.

Alvitir finalized. The sun was blindingly annoying, and needlessly blistering. It was at a degree that caused Mordeu’s body to release fluids from the pores on his skin. His hair was held up high into a short ponytail just because of the radiation from the sun. It could’ve been the new clothes he was wearing that resulted in this sudden discomfort, but surely the blame can sit nowhere but on the sun. The new clothes he was wearing were the uniform assigned to each person; a simple, yet classy combat outfit that made Mordeu grimace because of the undeniable similarity it possessed to the attire he had seen on Kai. He was without a weapon—not like he needed one—and only the elves, the witches,

he complimented while Amora's cheeks heated up immediately. He tied the shoe laces, "They look good on you." He said while she tucked away her hair shyly. Antonio snapped his fingers and the store attendants came close, "I need a red hoodie, I don't want her wearing that cheap thing." He said referring to Amora's dress. "Something expensive," he said with his arms crossed over his muscular chest, "Follow them," he ordered Amora, who trailed behind the attendants. Amora came back to Antonio wearing a red hoodie and blue jean pants which stirred Antonio's desire, he adjusted on his seat.

The Blackhawks Tomahawk logo was on the left chest and there was a Tommy Hilfiger logo on the top edge of the hoodie. Meredith was also wearing a pair of black leggings that said Blackhawks down one side. She had on a pair of Giuseppe Zanotti black leather wedge sneakers with laces and zippers that went up the sides. She was also wearing her Tom Ford asymmetrical leather jacket. She gave a sheepish smile and hoped it wouldn't be too obvious how much her shoes and jacket cost but she knew anyone looking would be able to tell that they weren't from Kohl's or even Macy's for that matter.

I looked at him but he had his head tilted as he studied me. I heard a car pulling up and I knew it was Devin. I looked back at Mordechai but he was checking something on his phone. His face twisted in many different emotions before he sighed and put his phone away. The sound of the door opening was evident and then I heard footsteps. I stood against the wall as I watched Devin coming closer. He gave me a confused look but it immediately fell when he saw Mordechai. "Mordechai, what are you doing here?", he asked as he took off his jacket and placed it on the chair. He had a grocery bad which he placed on the counter before looking back at Mordechai.

I said with a smile and I don't want to disappoint her by telling 'no'. We saw a lot of showrooms which had the best collection of hoodies. Nike, Noah, Comme des Garçons PLAY, Champions, Reigning Champ etc. She took me to the Reigning Champ showroom. It has the best collection of French Terry Pullover hoodies. She was good at selecting dresses. So she selected a hoodie after seeing all the models. She took a Grey coloured one and gave it to me to take a trail on. Yes, her selection was best and it suits me well. When I came out of the trail room, she ran to me and hugged me.

It made me short of breath when I looked at it. “Have you thought of selling these?” I asked. “Huh?” I turned, forgetting that Mordechai had been changing. I caught him buttoning his shirt, still disheveled with his unbuttoned cuffs and no tie. I stared and I stared hard and without shame. He had just a tiny bit of hair on his chest, and I wondered what it would have felt like to lay my head there and run my fingers across his arm, his neck, his stomach. Anywhere he would let me touch.

Maybe that was the reason why there were lots of middle-aged women who were trying hard to get into the grocery store, as they could gain a discount of up to 75% off all the products they would buy. I could see from here that Mr. Monroe's car stopped outside. I tried to excuse myself to go out of here. I was half-breathing until I saw a smile etched on Mr. Monroe as he turned his gaze on me while making my way going to where his car was. He opened the door of the passenger seat. I smirked as I saw that she was wearing the same black hoodie as mine. She probably borrowed it from his younger brother, Xairo. These hoodies were given by her dad after we won in a basketball game against their tea

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.