On Another Note Novels & Stories

My hand was about to touch it but Aldo immediately removed my hand and looked at me annoyed. "You can't take it anymore Key? We can just give up at this!” I just rolled my eyes looking at Aldo, I just stood there looking around. Occasionally looking at Key and also Aldo who is below me. "No, don't move. I feel like there's something going on here. Did you hear it?”

Don Torento raised an eyebrow, Amanda looked away from him quickly, she wanted to slam her palm on her forehead for saying something stupid. Don Torento was looking at her like he wanted to tear her limbs to limbs, she gulped. "S—sorry, I say stupid things sometimes."

I guess luck is on my side, huh? There are straight, zigzag, E, C, and other routes but nah, who cares about those when there is a pretty awesome route right where I'm staring at? Ten tenenenen!

“Stop! Stop saying this, you don't get anything, there's more to it….” “Then for the sake of whatever matters, tell me. Tell me!” “It is because of ANTI, it means Antaleum Nagaxium Tilogydo Tiransodi.” “I thought no one knew what it meant.” “Who told you that? Haughter, right? Like I said, she doesn't know much, in fact, no one alive beside Aunt Joanna and me knows shit.”

how long is it gonna takes? - I don't know - come on man you have to know now - I don't know man, what the hell do I must do? - don't ask me, you are the only one who can activate that - oh God how I hate working with you - I'm sorry but it's the boss's orders - I start to hate this job... - come on, tell me how long it gonna take - a few hours - hours? I thought it can only take a few minutes

A paper slipped out. A pink sticky note that read, "Like a princess, Your eighteenth birthday holds a lot of surprises. Happy birthday, my dreamer, Remember you are just as special." Just as special? Another mood kill. I suddenly wished I hadn't taken the book at all. My phone rang, disturbing me slightly and I run into my purse to get it. The Radiant court! Why were they calling? "Hello." "Hello, Mrs. Swanson." A feminine voice greeted me, I could hear typing in the background.

Meanwhile, he would only marry once things settled down for him. I finished the tea in one gulp and called the server over to pay the bill. When I stood up to leave, I passed by their table, but I didn’t slow down. There was even a faint smile on my face. Whitney’s expression shifted, probably because she hadn’t expected me to remain so calm. Gabriel watched me as I walked past. His gaze followed me the whole way until I stepped out of the courtyard. Once I got into my car, my grip on the steering wheel tightened. My nails dug into my palm, hurting me. Then I sent a message to the client’s project manager and changed the meeting location for the business discussion. Three seconds later, I st

"Weirdness is about to descend." What the hell is this? When I saw the words that suddenly appeared on the notebook, for a moment, I thought that someone had used invisible ink to do a prank on the notebook before. When I was seriously checking if there would be other words hidden in the notebook, the electronic clock on the table suddenly rang, "Tic tic tic tic tic, tic tic tic tic tic", concentrating on the notebook I was shocked by the sudden sound, and the notebook fell from my hand. I looked at the electronic clock, which was still ticking, and the time stopped at 00:00.

These fools want to redirect valuable resources to retake a mine overrun by creatures. The things loved the humid dark environment, must be similar to the hell from wench they came. The mine was a hot spot for creatures, with numbers well into the thousands. No raid could take that on without serious casualties, or most likely a raid wipe. Liam and Theon have been in an endless screaming match with the idiots from Anatol. This constant squabble has taken its toll on my mind. I pinch the bridge of my nose and slowly begin to rise. The entire room falls silent, Anatol’s ambassadors quickly sink to their seats. I am not opposed to beating sense into the slow-minded. Seems they have lost their f

Jonathan walked up to me, looking down from above. His voice was cold. "They're just some roses. If they're gone, we can plant more. Is this really worth making such a fuss over?" My heart trembled. After a long moment, I forced my pain-wracked body to hold on and spoke in a hoarse voice.