Novel & Cerita Pesimista

The man on the dock screams profanities, his voice cracking with rage. “You should really stop stealing ships and make your plans more realistic,” I snap, anger spilling through me as we scramble aboard. “That’s rich,” jake pants, heaving from the chase. “Coming from the guy who just torched two cop cars.” Fair enough.

Hope you are enjoying Rejected so far. Ellie xo

"Best Christmas wish ever." "Agreed."

They are all in limbo while seeming to be waiting for doomsday. ****🙄****

Disillusioned individuals who genuinely believed the hogwash being taught to them by some obscure extremist. They can't possibly be right....It's not possible, is it?... ***

"Calm down, will you?" "Peace, you don't understand. I'm happy that he finally wants to introduce me to the world but then, there goes his family. They are quite infamous for always maltreating the less privileged, so I am scared." "Babe keep calm, Alex loves you and that is all that matters, Peace reassured." Oops, pardon my manners. I'm Vivian Blakes. I don't know if I should say I'm a Nigerian or just claim to be an American. Either way, I'm African-American.

she reassured me, taking a sip from her cup. "Slim is like the king of this damn hellhole. Even when he isn't here, nobody tries to take his place. Fucking cowards," Blowjob Guy chimed in, and they all burst into laughter. "Then why don't you give it a shot, Zeek?" the redhead challenged, finally revealing his name.

I barely let out. He chuckled, “It’s a private jet, sis, they leave when I want.” He placed me on the ground. Taking in my face. “Iris, you dying?” Well… He was as brass as always. “Ohh- I mean you look pale looking… smaller-” He looked me down. “And skinny. You okay?” I smiled at him, “Marcus, I’m fine.” I waved him off, “Just on a no-carb diet.” He nodded,

As darkness pulls me under, a tall figure steps into my fading vision. “Apologies ,” he says calmly, “for being late.” Race.

“Why wouldn’t he?” “I think he really liked Zoe,” Anja murmured. “And I think that, maybe, Zoe really liked him too.” Green eyes narrowed in admonishment, a scowl creasing the smooth skin of Sienna’s forehead. “Don’t be ridiculous. He kills people. What part of that is not sinking in for you?” Anja rolled her eyes dramatically. “It’s not as if he’s running down the street picking off innocent people, Sienna. Jesus. He’s getting rid of bad people, like Dexter or the Punisher. You know, the kinds of people audiences tend to cheer for?”