Novelas y relatos de Never Go Full Retard

The dormmate immediately waved his hand and said, “A real man doesn’t go back on his words, sir. Forget it. Since he’s getting punished to run laps, there’s absolutely no reason to change the decision halfway. Right, sir?” The instructor, “...”

“Joy, you are really smart, but not enough. You are just full of yourself.” “Fucking retard, what are you talking about?” Joy stopped laughing and looked at him scornfully. “I am saying, quick wits are nothing before absolute power.” Kaze put his smile away and said, “Show it to her.”

" Just as she was starting to get carried away, clearly ready to keep talking, I picked up the documents beside me and held them up to the camera. "You've misunderstood," I said. "I've emigrated, and I'm never going back." When I ended the call, Beatrice still looked as though she hadn't processed what she had just heard. She stayed rooted to the spot as the ring box slipped from her hand and hit the floor. But I knew better. She would come to her senses, and she would recover quickly. Back when she went out of her way to make things difficult for me just to protect Zachary, she should have known this day would come.

“Okay. I know what I’m eating. What are you having?” “I’m orderin’.” “Not for me you’re not.” “I never said that. I just said I’m orderin’. It’s polite and shit.” “The add-on at the end of that sentence really rudened it up.” “Rudened? What the fuck is that?” “I made it up, all right? Lay off.”

Of course, I was pissed that I was forced to leave the only place I had ever called home because the “adults” suddenly thought I was an angry teenager who needed to find himself and his wolf on the turf he belongs. I had to leave the house I grew up in, the friends I have known forever, and relatives who have seen me grow up all because my mother had a stupid idea. Well, as a result of her stupid idea, she wasn’t just uprooting mine and her life, but also the lives of my two siblings. So, if I was ignoring her, it was because I was refraining from jumping to the driver’s side and yanking the wheel from her hands. After all, if it were up to me, I’d take the first U-turn and drive us all back

My boyfriend Noah Carter and I had a plan: turn our college's fourteen-day outdoor orientation into a fourteen-episode documentary series about us. For the eleventh time, Noah left me alone on the training field. His childhood friend Claire Moore had called him in tears, saying she'd been vomiting and was lying in the camp clinic alone and scared. Waiting for him to come back, I missed the camp's only sunset team drill and the closing long take I'd spent two weeks preparing. That evening, he sent me a photo. Claire sat in a dessert shop outside camp, a smoothie and a slice of strawberry cake in front of her, cheeks pink and looking happier than anyone else in the place. Noah texted back: "Th

At two in the morning, my sister, Paige Boyce, paid men to smash up my barbecue stand. I fought to make them stop, ignoring the embers that scorched blisters into my skin as they landed. It was the first time in my life I'd ever raised my voice at her. "After Mom and Dad died in that plane crash, this stand paid for four years of your college education and helped you become a flight attendant for Golden Crest Airlines," I said. "Are you really going to destroy the only thing keeping us alive?" Something flickered in her eyes, a flash of reluctance, but she steeled herself and scoffed. "I've told you a hundred times to get rid of this dump of a stand, and you never listen. Do you want m

When I just got out of rehab, I saw a parked Audi. This luxury car appeared out of place next to the small rehab center. I glanced at it and was about to leave. The person who got out of the car called me. It was Mark. He looked more mature than three years ago. But I only took one glance at him.. My teacher at the rehab said it was impolite to stare at others, especially someone you liked. Having spent three years at the rehab, I had been completely brainwashed by teachers there.

Despite being pregnant, she still retains that beauty. "Why are you yelling so much? Is there a part of your body that I can't describe?" Julia provoked her. "Yes. The present body you can't describe it. But you, everything you've got under those clothes, I can draw" Rita snapped back at him. He is not the only one who knows how to reduce someone to a piece of trash. He can't just walk to her and sprout nonsense and get away with it. Julia threw the polo shirt on the bed and said "This is what everyone is wearing over a black jeans and sneakers" he said and turned toward the door.

"Not to the villa. Not to the throne. I’m going to the Delta. Where the red earth meets the water." "To do what?" Aris asked. "To be 'Analog,'" Jade smiled, a genuine, tired expression. "To plant things that grow slowly. To talk with my mouth instead of my mind. To wait for Leo to come home, not as a god, but as a son who needs a meal."