Penguin Oswald Novels & Stories

When if he is already dead? The person retrieved his steps and walked away, suddenly, people started speaking, Thank you for saving us, thank you. Why don’t you go out without being forced out? One of them asked. Oswald heard only a few voices in the room giving out thanks and so, he made out that most of the people he had met inside were either dead or in coma. But then he answered the person’s question, I need to know how many people are in here and how possible best that I can help.

Willy regained consciousness slowly, the rear base of his neck felt as if it was made of led; it was sore and bruised. He touched it: “Ouch!” he exclaimed and sat up slowly. He slowly scanned his new surroundings. He then heard the now all too familiar voice: “Chinese dude almost bagged you as a trophy,” it was Oswald the Stranger. Oswald was talking to him, standing there– giving his back to him. Oswald was in a dark suit also, just like him. “You’re lucky I bagged him first,” Oswald turned around, and smiled coldly at him.

A few minutes later, Oswald came to the living room to show her his outfit. Oswald wore a dark blue trouser and a pink long sleeve with black sneakers. He intentionally dressed that way to delay so that by the time he got there, the lady must have left, and he would return home without meeting her. "Nice trousers, you should change the shirt," Clara said. Oswald went back to his room to change the shirt. When he entered, he had it in mind to put on the first shirt he would come across no matter the color. True to what he had in mind, he picked the first shirt, not minding the color.

'Its a good thing that I moved on from Aiden when I did' she thought to herself. Oswald was seen going back home after meeting a potential client. Its already late and he was using the subway. Its just five minutes walk from the subway to his home. As it was already close to midnight, the streets were almost empty. Maybe that's the reason why Oswald could hear the footsteps that has been following after him from the subway station. He pulled out his mobile and opened the front camera. He angled it in such a way where he could see the man who is following after him.

Everyday Christian had a new fascination, along with his love for dinosaurs and today it was penguins. “Did you know there’s a group of penguins called Macaroni Penguins?” “I didn’t know that. Are you sure it’s Macaroni?” I couldn’t hide the smile on my face as he frowned slightly. “Yeah, it’s Macaroni because of men’s tassels.” “Right…what else can you tell me about penguins?”

Serena realized that the dizziness really wasn't that bad anymore and pulled her lips into a smile, "You said you've been living right here all this time, so how did a convoy get here? And you have electricity here." Oscar instantly raised his head in triumph, pointing to the various poisonous insects he was raising, "You don't know this, I've been raising these things for so many years, they'll already listen to my catchphrase, I remember there was a man at the time, a man who also came from the water, who said he really liked these things of mine, and would have people bring me things over every once in a while, and also brought me electricity, and also asked me if I Want to go out yet, bu

This jerk is always wanting to get me in trouble. Suddenly, Oswald leaned next to my ears and whispered, "Think about it well, whether you'll leave or stay." Completing his words, he leaned away from me. I stomped my feet on the floor and bemoaned angrily. "Oswald, you're a jerk. I hate you. I hate you. I hate you so much, you bastard!" Rex should have beat this jerk to death. He deserves no mercy. How can he be so cruel? Oswald separated from me after placing a soft kiss on my cheeks. "I love you. I love you so much. Whatever you want, mate," he imitated my words. Completing his words, Oswald chuckled loudly and left the forest in an extremely relaxed, large stride.

Georgia had gone very still with the specific rapt attention of a child who has just been handed something precious. "Keep going," she said. So he had. Gerald, it turned out, was secretly the bravest penguin in the Arctic, tasked with a nightly mission to fly across the sky and check on children who might be scared of the dark. He had a rival — a grumpy owl named Bartholomew who didn't believe penguins should fly at all — and a best friend, a walrus named Pearl, who helped him navigate using the stars. Each night added a new chapter. Gerald rescued a lost baby seal. Gerald outsmarted Bartholomew in a contest of courage. Gerald discovered that Pearl the walrus was afraid of thunderstorms and

CHAPTER 3 13 months ago Oswald scanned the narrow street carefully, making sure to see no one had been on his tail. He pulled the cloak closer to himself as he trotted down an alleyway lined with algae. He watched children play with 'snowballs' and wrestle themselves in their wolf form. He watched a woman tendering to the apple tree just outside her house. He was yanked off the alleyway almost immediately, and he found himself inside a dark room, and his supposed captor closing the door quickly.

Someone whistled loudly. "Come here boy!" Oswald calls and I heard the dog scamper off. Oswald? What's Oswald doing at my house? "Is she still sleeping?" Oswald asks. "Yeah I checked on her twenty minutes ago," Oswald replies then the dog barked again. Why is Oswald talking to himself? He has finally lost it hasn't he? And who's 'she'? Clearly he didn't have some girl over, this is my house, he wouldn't...