Novel Felldecke Novels & Stories

she said defeatedly while Jules quited down. "Falling game is a couple game. You need to actt like a real couple. Where a man chooses his partner among the participants, only days are given in the game. There are activities and attendance. There is a punishment for those who are not active or caynt follow the rules. The price is high but that game is very dangerous. They give letters to the people they choose to participate in ", she explains almost whispering to me. "I think they started giving the letters yesterday in the lockers", Jules inserts.

Roy nodded absentmindedly, vision frolicking over the shelves with beginners interest. "Want to check out some books? Let me help you." Jeremy swayed in the direction of a random shelf with a bar hanging―Japanese Fiction written in caps. Jeremy pulled out a white and black designed tiny, thin book from the compactly stocked shelf and waved it at Roy. Roy saw Jeremy coming over with a book and caught it's cover design. A simplistic art with profound hidden meaning. The name 'Birthday Girl' conveyed a sense of aesthetic complexity. "This is a thriller short story by Murakami Sensei. He is a widely known novelist across the globe. His every work is phenomenal." Jeremy said, voice dripping with

He placed a hand back on Mike’s shoulder as he wore a smile showing his appreciation. “I can’t believe you sometimes Mike, Thank you” Jacob replied. “Well you did come back for me and helped me escape” Mike reminded Jacob also of his good deeds. “Have you found anything here that could help my father?” Jacob asked, but he was surprised by Mike’s answer. “It just doesn’t make sense” Mike answered “What doesn’t make sense?” Jacob asked, curious. “Your Father’s illness” Mike immediately replied. “You see, all these books here never talk of a werewolf getting sick or ill because we never do, but the books let us know that we can get poisoned” Mike continued.

The worse he felt, the happier I was. At last, Carl couldn't stand listening to the remarks anymore and turned to leave. I hastily called out to him to stop him. Then, I picked up a wine glass and filled it to the brim. "Here's to our past, Carl." I raised the wine glass up to him, but just as he reached out for it, I flung the wine at him instead. Instantly, he was drenched in wine, looking like a pathetic mess. Everyone started laughing. "What makes you think you deserve to partake in a toast with me?" I scoffed before throwing the wine glass down. It smashed into pieces right at his feet.

Whilst i’ll tell them avout our departure. Kasumi gave nod and then leaving with the others and i’m going toward the prince to tell him about our departure. His expression is priceless when he saw me changed myself. I then flapped my wing and go after the others. On the dream we had before, the people from outside world that is us, are called Fallen by the people of this world. Because We are truth to our own desire untill we fall to depravity. I’ll made my dream became true on this fucked reincarnation setting. After i’m do e with the main mission. Destroying ‘that’ person.

Damien and I crowd Rose just in case something goes wrong. “Calm down boys, this woman is pregnant and part witch. I would never harm one of my own.” Rose gaped at her. She must not have smelled the witch in her which is a bit concerning. The woman grasped Rose’s hands and mumbled some sort of incantation in a strange language. She then pulls a deck from underneath the table and begins to shuffle while muttering some sort of phrase over and over. She then lays the deck on the table and flips over a card.

The dim lighting cast long shadows across the shelves lined with books and relics of the past. "Couldn't sleep?" he asked, not looking up as he finished scribbling on a document. "Something like that," Rose admitted, stepping closer. Frank gestured to the chair across from him. "Sit." She did, expecting the usual quiet company they sometimes shared. But instead of returning to his work, Frank pulled open a drawer and retrieved something unexpected—a deck of cards. Rose raised a brow. "I thought you preferred chess." Frank smirked slightly. "Chess is for strategy. Poker is for instinct. A different kind of battle."

she said without realizing she had gotten up from the table. Renriel, in turn, laughed. “Of course, my dear. After all, you are no longer in the abandoned territory of the black forest. Now you are in my house, my territory.” He said, but somehow -he didn’t seem proud of those words. “The sun, unfortunately, shines quite often around here.” The sun, unfortunately, shines quite often here. Were the words used by Renriel, which seemed to be carried by a lacerated pain? “I missed... the sun.” Alice felt tempted to say as if it was only natural to answer the vampire’s words at that moment, but Renriel just nodded.

With those final words, I yanked the wedding ring off my finger and flung it at Nolan with all the force I could muster. "Hah. Alright, then," said Nolan, nodding. He tossed a check onto the coffee table like it was nothing. "Here's fifteen thousand. Take it and get out!" The moment my fingers brushed the check, Lena let out a sharp cry. "Ugh, my chest... It's so tight..." She crumpled, falling right into Nolan's arms. Nolan's face twisted with shock, and he swatted my hand away like I was a pest. The check drifted down, landing in an ashtray brimming with cigarette butts, instantly ruined.