Romans & histoires No Nut November Stories

"So, you see, what had happened was—" "You little tramp!" Noelle smacked my butt with her rolled-up paper, and my thoughts went to the less-than-plutonic places of last night. The look wasn't lost on her if the smirk was anything to go by. "Is this about the centaur that works at the bodega on 8th?" Nana Bet side-eyed me, shoveling hearty heaps of grits into Styrofoam bowls, listening. Judging.

They were a passing thing. Yanta looked at the notices that were hanged on the notice board. The notices read: “Darrish Drinkwell, our greatest storyteller, is returning to scene with a second tome of his Tales Untold. The Hartin and Dartin Company are planning to publish a legend book. We will ask Drinkwell to write one more, if he accepts, well, you know the rest. Plan in advance, good folk; this is an opportunity unlike any other. You won’t cheaper copies that ours.

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The entire building is lit up like a Christmas tree in December. In big bold letters, the words ‘L.O.T.U.S. A.P.P.A.R.T.M.E.N.T.S.’ reads from top to bottom. “You live there!?” I ask, my eyes bulging as I glance over my shoulder at Kain, who merely shrugs at me.

She took the fallen paper plane from the table and all the students were staring at her, anticipating how she'll react. "Good morning class, I am Mrs McElwain's substitute until she comes back from her maternal leave," She calmly said. The students quietly came back to their seats and stared at the auburn-haired woman in front. "I am Miranda Thorne. You may call me Ms Thorne. Now, can someone tell me what your last lesson was about?" One student raised her hand, Miranda nodded, giving the student permission to stand. “We always have Mondays as storytelling, Ms Thorne," Another student raised a hand.

a man said then waited for Chief to say something but Chief looked him in the eyes without a word, he immediately knew that if he didn’t explain himself he would be dead in seconds “Some men stole $500,000 from the warehouse” he said, Chief looked at him in the eyes then looked at the other men behind him, Chief walked back to his car, stood in front of it and rested his back on the car. There he stood and one of his men brought a small flat gold container to him, opened it and revealed six kola nuts, Chief picked up one kola nut and started chewing, the whole place was silent as he chewed, he looked round at everyone, then looked back at the man who spoke to him

Third Person's POV A month later, all of the Moretti family's assets in Newmont had been liquidated. Fiora had been arrested and was facing 13 charges. Lorenzo wasn't prosecuted, but his name had become a joke in the city. The once-powerful Mafia Don was now left with nothing. He moved out of that villa, the one where Elena had been drenched with ice water and beaten by bodyguards. Before leaving, he stood at the entrance and looked at it for a long time.

Their cozy little scene was like a punch to my gut. As the party hit its stride and the drinks kept flowing, I stood up, raising my glass for attention. "Mr. and Mrs. Jones, dear family and friends, today's a day for celebration, and I've brought along a little something special for the Joneses and for all of you." Every eye in the room turned to me, buzzing with curiosity. Sheila and Yoel shared a quick, puzzled look. I strolled over to the projector, hit play, and let the pictures do the talking.

The last thing he remembered was going to take a nap that afternoon after he had taken a drink from one of the men that had come to visit Lyle. A rustle sounded from the bushes and a man appeared. “Well, well, well, look who's awake. Sleeping beauty.” Nath scooted back when two more men appeared and he saw that they were all naked. “He's awake? Perfect.” The man that had spoken was carrying a camera mounted on a tripod. “What's going on here?” he tried to sound brave, but the tremor in his voice gave him away. One of the men moved closer and one slipped behind him while the third positioned his camera.

Just then the door of the store was kicked opened and two vampires appeared "Shit" I cursed as I reached for my gun shooting one of them dead , the second dodged the bullet whipping me with a whip that had silver nitrate in it, I groaned in pain, falling down and just then I saw Jerry leap on the vampire tearing her to pieces, turning he wore his clothes holding my hand, leading us out of the store.