Novelas y relatos de Poot

◇NO POV◇ parv is not understanding anything what to do he is sobbing silently in his room while drinking for whole night he wanted to scream and ask what is this feeling he was angry at the sametime upset with confusion her words are running in his mind He is repeating the same words whole night and day who am I what am I he is in the vulnerable state He is thinking to himself "why you also decided to leave me sarah Am I that unworthy for your love can't you give a single chance to my feelings damn it

Kelvin huffs hands crossed. "Popo..." I tease poking on his side. "Popo..popo..." "Dad....." He wails, sounding more like a drowning dolphin. Popo is Kelvin's childhood nickname, he got it from one special occasion when he won't stop saying popo, but later we realize he was tying to say poop cause he poo in his pant. "Pari, Will you stop teasing your brother." Dad says in his defence. "But I didn't do anything." I pout innocently. "Did I popo?"

He brought out a small bag from his pocket, then tossed it to Violet who caught it in the blink of an eye. “Huh?” Violet said, confused. Poison winked at Violet, “You should get yourself a dress and food.” Before Violet could reply, he ran after the woman from earlier. Piggy scoffed, “Seriously? It isn't nighttime yet and he's already thinking of receiving pleasure from..”Piggy cleared his throat after sensing Violet's stare. Fidaus, one of them, said, “What if Master Poison was possessed by an horny spirit while we were sleeping near the woods?”

"Imperial palm" *BOOM*

Picture Pennywise but scarier. My phone vibrated in my pocket which broke my chain of thought. Fishing it out, I read a text from Kendra that read, "Halloween dance is like three weeks away, are you going?" I didn't even need to give it a thought as I began texting back, "I don't dance Special K." A bubble with three dots appeared on my screen and a second later her reply came through, "Well that's dumb. Any-Body-Can-Dance. It's as simple as ABCD!"

Placing the wine glass and plates of peanut between us, he placed his brawny elbows on the island, leaned down to come to my level, and then drawled with a sensual smile on his face, "Now... let's have a date, adorbee."

Another day of the same routine since I'm 12 years old. But wait, I didn't even introduce myself, I'm sorry. Well, my name is Pandora Vaughn, I'm 17 years old, I'm 5 feet 3 inches tall, and I'm in my senior year of high school. My parents are Charlie Vaughn and Melissa Vaughn, my younger sisters are called Shopie Vaughn and Charlotte Vaughn. Now that I've introduced myself, I need to run and take these groceries to my mom. - At Vaughn’s house -

He asks walking into the little kitchen, I look down at Amelia then at the bottle in my hand. "I was just making her a bottle," I start but he looks down at my shoes, oh right "I didn't want to get a splinter in my foot, the floors here don't seem well looked after," I try to explain thinking on the spot, he looks at me for a second but nods directing me to the living room, I look at the back door to freedom but I knew I couldn't make it.

Henry said with a darker tone. "She's just getting back on her feet, cut her some slack. People change, you know." Cindy pouts. "Do they?"

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.