Pinjar Novels & Stories

I agreed without a second thought. There was this mischievous look on his face. "Are you sure once payment is made you can't take it back?" I waved my hand. "Do I look like I am joking, the pin is 1997. Feel free." I didn't bat an eye. "Fine then." He agreed. A wide smile was on his face. He was excited because he had just cheated the dumb rich girl out of her money.

” My cycle had just started, here and now…… here where I had no supplies or anything. I fell back in my pillow, willing the wave of cramps to pass. I had the vague sense of someone entering my room, I looked up to see Arian. “Hello Mr Jailor” I managed through the barrage of needles currently assaulting my abdomen. His nostrils flared as he sniffed once and frowned, “your cycle…..” “Yes, yes…. now go away, you’re making the pain worse” He left and I sighed, only to get startled again at his return, his arms were full of stuff, including a heating pad, tampons and some dark chocolate.

“ You might want to follow her on your way out, “ I badgered I guess I looked threatening enough for them to not say anything. That JJ guy was getting on my last nerve. I’d never had someone so young seriously threaten me. It wasn’t really a serious threat since, I could tell by his actions, he was very weak and self-doubting. The weakness came from self-doubt and he had a lot of it. I’d been alive for a while and I could tell when someone had lost themselves and used anger as a front. “ You mind clearing this out, Parker? “ I commanded

Primo fidgets his fingers, feeling nervous, even though he knows he has the right to reject. "I-I am sorry sir, ma'am. But I can't accept the proposal. I am here to apply in the photography industry. I am truly sorry." he said as he bowed down. "Oh, too bad, but we understand. We're sorry for asking you something like that." the guy said as the others nodded. "It's o-ok sir." he stuttered 'coz he know, that wasn't ok at all. "We'll just call you Mr. Hughes if you passed. Thank you."

They took turns aiming and Dale was made to fetch the ever sticking daggers of Jessy. "Remember to hold the tip and pin it." Jessy would always say each time she was about aiming. Then one time it stuck, Dale leaped for joy yelling; "it stuck!" She jumped about and Jessy felt irritated. The second time it got stuck she did the same and hopped towards the large board to get her dagger out. Jessy decided it was time she learned another lesson. She aimed her dagger at her and pinned a tip of the baggy shirt she wore restricting her movement.

She pouted and said in a spoiled tone, "Hmph. You've gotten sick of me already, haven't you? That's why you won't let me sit on your lap." I hurriedly explained, "How could I ever get sick of you? I'd do anything to have you sit on my lap. "But this is the road test, not the field test. For the field test, we're in a closed lot, and no one is watching. But for the road test, we go on public roads, and the police might stop us." Alice put her hands on my thigh and begged pitifully, "I already failed the field test four times. I really can't fail this one, or I'll have to start all over."

It has a small scene underneath the three buttons but nothing else. Ms. Cummings walks over to me first and smiles. "You signed first. You should go first," she says as she holds out her hand. I place mine in hers hesitantly, before reminding myself whatever happens is going to happen. No reason to second guess my decision now. She presses the middle white button, and a small needle pops out of the end of the square device. She pricks my finger quickly, and the device gives a beep as the needle disappears. "My device only has one location I can teleport people to. It is very basic compared to the teleporters they use," Ms. Cummings states as she stares at the small screen.

I stopped just before I got to the line to check in. What am I doing? I turned around quickly and dashed back through the airport. My suitcase trailed along behind me as I ran back outside. I was met by Daniel and Jai, sitting in the drop off lane in front of me. They both stood there with their arms crossed. "You owe me twenty bucks," Daniel said to Jai. "No," Jai protested. "You said it would take her ten minutes, it's only been five." He turned to me. "I was betting you would've at least made it to security."

Even these gross hard ginger candies my mother-in-law told me about don't work. Disgusted at the thought of eating another one, I toss the offending candy back in my drawer and slam it shut just as Steve jumps out of his chair, arms raised victoriously. "Woo hoo! Nailed it! Did you see that three-pointer?" he yells, eyes still glued to the monitor. "Nailed it!"

It was just perfect. “Are you okay in there?” Fynn’s voice drifted through the door and I nearly jumped out of my skin. I opened the door and saw in his eyes that the dress fit me just right. He told me to change and that he would pay for it, but I didn’t want him to spend money on me. As I stepped out of the changing room, I handed the dress to the girl and found Fynn near the counter. The girl folded the dress and put it in a bag and as she handed it to me I frowned at Fynn, who was giving me his “I’ma good boy” grin. As we stepped out of the store, the scent of blood became overwhelming and I dug my nails into his arm.