Poster Novels & Stories

Between me and Micheal breaking up and now Kita acting crazy, I just couldn't catch a break. I decided not to cook that night so I called and ordered pizza. We sat in the game room and watched movies as we ate. I was enjoying the day and excited to see the kids curl up beside their daddy. Aza was in his lap with her head laying on his chest. That girl loves her daddy. She was true daddy girls. Tonight was watching Frozen. Aza request. It was her turn to pick. The boys thought it was too childish, but we watched it with her.

She rubbed her fingers around it before pinching and pulling at it in her sleepy state thinking of it as some pearl design on the pillow. "Ah! Fuck!" A deep growl from beside him was heard and her eyes shot opened wide in horror. Mortification filled her to the core as she gaped at the silver gray eyes that peered down at her with dark intensity. She gulped when the embarrassing reality dawned on her. She pinched his - Oh Lord save her.

I said, "I could keep you company sometimes." "You'll be late for school." he said and walked away. You won't be playing hard to get for too long. ** I saw Adam on my way to 5th period, he was standing at someone else's locker, the owner peeked out on the other side of the locker and I couldn't lie, she was pretty, way prettier than me, silky brown hair and hazel eyes, with full lips painted a nice rosy pink. She had on a black plaid skirt, a black hoodie and was wearing converse sneakers.

Luke interuppts. I shot him a dirty look. " So, it wasn't your mate, jeez, just asking, " Luke said backing off. Luke was obsessed with finding his mate and projected that onto me. He had been rejected from his 'mate' and that really fucked him mentally. " Anyways, " I paused, " While I was patroling this morning I found a werewolf badly injured, " " Is she a dominant? " Luke question tilting his head. " Erm-No, well, I don't think so, " I explained.

My mind shifted it's focus to an article that I had read on social media earlier today, Twitter to be precise. It was about the multi Billionaire CEO of Sparta Enterprises, named Simon Lawson. Apparently, he was getting married in a few days, to some mystery girl that no one had any idea about. When the media asked him for his reason for keeping the identity of the girl he was getting married to a secret, his response, was that he just didn't want people harrassing her. It was a sweet response, that made me smile when I read it; how sweet of him.

Minus The office’s decor, like the rest of the pool hall was over the top and ultra-modern. The walls were adorned with framed movie posters of Scarface and the Fast and the Furious, along with murals of Che Guevara, and Pancho Villa. Only one person now occupied the office. A man in a purple suit, standing in front of an oversized mahogany desk. He was wiping blood off a large bowie knife. On the desk sat a brass name plate that read Viper – Chief Executive Officer.

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Note to readers. The whole high school was a flashback, we are moving back to present now, to their adulthood. ***** End of Flashback! Nova's POV I walked into my office with my head trying to figure out how I will deal with the amount of interviews our models have today, I have to ensure they don't talk out of line. I smiled at the bouquet of roses on my table and wondered how Drey knows I love white roses. I found a note inside the bouquet.

My jaw was slack. Pretty Boy smirked. “I assure you, Miss, I shit you not. There may be a cold war, an all-out war brewing, but my people – they are dying of a sickness; a pestilence. It renders them mute and unmoving” He took a deep breath. “But it is not starvation that takes them; their bodies enter some state of rigor. Paralysed and curled in on themselves like the victims of Pompeii... It would seem their organs implode one by one as their nervous systems fight to keep them abnormally still. They decompose within days – our medicine; modern medicine even – they do nothing. We are left simply watching them cease to exist.”

*** Ready for more football with a visit from Killian? END OF PART ONE