Pigs Tales Novels & Stories

The budding flowers were swaying back and forth as if dancing to the whistle of the calm wind, circulating their sweet scent all over the place. Two servants walked around the palace when they saw the man peacefully sitting on the big cushion in his armchair. "Is it him?" the younger one asked. The older maid nodded. "I read a lot about him in the books written by the scholars," she said. Her eyes could not hide the amazement of seeing a famous figure. "Very well, then. Be careful dealing with him. His insanity is slowly devouring him, day after day," the older maid warned her. "It is indeed miserable to become the mad king of Grellis," she exclaimed, still looking at the man who was laughin

Cole growled back. Peter smiled “You just found me out huh? Yep, I’m a wolf too.” He says to us. “How?” Cole asks. “Well, you see my mother was a wolf she was the daughter of an Alpha of the Red River Pack. My father was a Warlock. When my father was 21 and my mother was 18, they had a love affair resulting in my mother getting pregnant. Her family never approved of my father. They didn’t like the fact that he was a Warlock. We were a happy little family until one day by chance my mother found her true mate. She left my father and I to be with him. My father turned cold and started doing dark magic. He wanted to punish my mother, her mate and her family. He killed all of them.” He ends his s

Ralph walked with the guys into an isolated old building that seemed hunted. “You got the money?” a gruff voice spoke. I could hear the conversation going smoothly between Ralph and the kidnappers. “How about we make another deal?” the gruff voice said. I couldn't help but ask, why was there another deal? I smelt a foul play, just as Ralph had said. “These bloody pigs can't keep to their words, can they? ” I mumbled, my fist clenched. “Raymond, start the vehicle,” I could hear him mutter. “The keys are beneath the car, hurry. ”

Taking her hand in mine, I whispered softly, the same words she used to say to me. “Listen carefully, okay? Your daughter will make you sleep peacefully.” *Listen carefully, okay? Your mother will make you sleep peacefully.* And then… I began. “There was once a happy family of pigs. Papa pig, Mama pig, and Little pig. They lived in a small forest where the sun was warm and the trees were tall. Every day, Papa pig protected them, Mama pig took care of them, and Little pig laughed happily. And every night, no matter how dark the forest became…

Amber listened to everything she said and filmed the video as told. I frowned and walked up to her. I asked, "What are you filming?" Amber got a huge fright and hurriedly hid her phone behind her. Lilian, on the other hand, faced me with a calm expression and said, "She's just filming her lunch for fun, Ms. Summers. She's vlogging about her life." I looked at her for a bit and said nothing more. Still, my gut told me that there was more to what met the eye. As I expected, a video suddenly went viral that very night. The caption read, "Heartless boss feeds employees pig feed and gaslights them afterward."

This was the only pleasure Shiva could give her – for now, at least. There were no streetlights in this part of town, but the light from the shops was enough to show the way. A lone dog howled in the distance. Shiva walked through the long shadows and crossed the railway line, entering an area that did not have any roads. There were shacks on either side, and the space between them was covered with mud, dirt, garbage. A dog lying on the ground cocked his ears as Shiva walked by. He saw the pigs ahead snorting through the trash with their dark, dirty fur, and out of instinct, put his hand on his nose to protect himself from the stench.

" What?! I'm not pregnant. You're what... Like, the second person telling me that." " So spill the milk and stop mulling over it." The first pancake went into her mouth before she started talking. "I caught up with Norbert again today. He found me at the library and I was suuuuper hungry. So, he dragged me to the cafeteria where all hell broke loose-" " -What did he do to you?" Zoey interrupted, suddenly alarmed. Another pancake. "Nothing... physical!" Except his fingers almost loosened a nut or two in my head. "He talked about me moving on from Allison's episode. And then he came up with a deal."

"Used to be. Gave it up when the stories started costing more than they were worth." That answer carried weight, the kind that invited questions but also warned against them. I set the mug on the low table in front of me and leaned forward slightly. "What kind of stories?" "The kind that get people hurt when they come out wrong. Or when they don't come out at all." I felt a flicker of recognition then, something tugging at the back of my mind like a half-remembered name. "You sound like someone who has been burned by the industry."

Drake murmurs, dropping yet another spoonful of sugar into his already overly-milked coffee. “I need a pig.” His hand freezes mid-air. He blinks at her, frowning. “A pig?” She nods with total seriousness. “Yep.” “And why, exactly, would you need a pig?” She sighs like she’s been waiting her whole life to explain this. “Because my wolves need a challenge. Goats are too slow. Pigs are smarter, and they’ve got more meat on them. My wolves will enjoy hunting them. So, I need more than one.”

“This pig belongs to me. Taking it is grand larceny. I’ll call the police.” Graham’s face paled. “Fine. How much? I’ll buy it.” “Not for sale,” I replied calmly. “My son has his heart set on this pig. It’s going in the pot.” [Oh dear, Lily won’t budge! One minute left!] Graham grew desperate and offered up to 15 thousand dollars for the half-dead pig. I did not even blink. [Time’s up! He’s changing!] I watched David closely. The pig’s skin was beginning to ripple. Its front trotters were lengthening into human fingers.