Novel 111 Novels & Stories

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

For the first time, Cathedra had someone who didn't cringe every time she opened her mouth to speak. So this is what having a friend feels like, huh? Cathedra thought to herself. One lunch break, while waiting for Diane underneath the tree, Cathedra was scribbling a draft of her first novel in her notebook. The novel contained the scenes she saw in the storybook, back in her kindergarten days. Since that day at kindergarten, she didn't tell anyone what she saw in the storybooks anymore. The thought of seeing things that other people couldn't still terrified her but she tried hard not to think about it by avoiding any book she can see other than school books and textbooks.

Colt POV Once we get out of hearing range of Z and A, 3111 looks at me, “We will take you down if you try to run, 1005. You will not be getting any of us in trouble.” I roll my eyes, “They almost killed me last time because 2010 got himself killed,” I lie, “You really think I would try to run? I am not even fully healed.” I say, glancing at my incision. 3111 smirks at her companions, “Is this your family group?” I ask her.