Quackity 2019 Novels & Stories

Crippling anxiety gluing my foot to the ground. “Hello, little wolf.”

Even comforting Zoe felt impossible because the only thing she truly needed was the presence of the family she longed for. They remained in sorrowful silence for a while until a sudden knock on the door drew their attention. "Excuse me, sir. There’s a call from the boss," one of Zayn’s men informed Barra respectfully. Barra nodded. "Bring it here." Just as he picked up the phone and greeted Zayn, Barra winced at the loud yell coming through the speaker. He instinctively pulled the phone away from his ear before responding. "Sorry, Zayn. We’re at the hospital, so I can still hear you even if you whisper instead of shouting like that."

IRIS My phone rings for the umpteenth time, yet I don't get up to pick the call as I already know who the caller is. A notification for a message comes up and I can already guess who the sender is. Gregory Malik. I take my phone from the reading table and open up the message, it reads; Hey babe, what's up? Been trying your number but you ain't picking up. Just wanted to hear your mellifluous voice before I start my day.

“Childish imbecile!” “Girl with two left feet!” “Death Note no brain!” “Karate Kid nagger!” “WHAT?!” “You started it!” No you started this!” “No you!!!!” “Aish! You listen you woman!!!! You started it!” “Who told you?! You are the one who started it! You imbecile person who doesn’t know how to balance an equation!” “NAGGER!” Night, Helga, Jeric and Michelle just shook their heads as they watch this couple fight. Perhaps this is the only way these two would agree on.

The fact that I bought both teams a round of popsicles is completely irrelevant. As the day went on, our team kept moving up the chart. We were unstoppable and the kids were having so much fun. Hell, I was even having fun. I might be 18 but I’m still a kid. I’m just a big kid now. It was time for the championship game teams to be announced. The kids and I were all huddled together waiting when Alpha Nik’s voice rang out for all to hear. “For our championship kickball game, we have team Queens and Alphas versus team Kings and Betas. Will both teams come up front and center for the coin toss.” Alpha Nik said.

Probably because she was scared and embarrassed to face the mayors, my inner voice tell me. " But how would me being poisoned make mayors creation goes down ? " I asked the man who seated relaxed in front of me. " The surgery of course " i gasped when i heard him. He continues " we all know the surgery to cure your skin will surely cost a fortune. Mr Mike already knows that mayors creation isn't doing well and if Jack mayor remove any funds from the business to cure you the company will fall but to our surprise and great shock jack mayor took part in the competition to pay the bills thus Mr Mike's plan failed again. "

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All of a sudden, a projector has flashed on the wall, showing a text typing: [ Welcome to Jack’s Game, Player… ] [ Here’s your Quest for today… ] [ .….. ] [ ANNIHILATE THEM ALL! ] [ The prize? ] [ .….. ] [ THEIR LIFE! ] [ I will give you 5 minutes to finish the quest given. But there’s a twist… ] A picture of Nathan, Nikka, and Yui was shown on the screen. Each of them was inside a big and 2 meters in length aquarium without water. Now the things covering their eyes and mouth has been removed, yet hands are still in shackles and chained to the top of the aquarium, to remained their body standing, and all of them are unconscious.

I looked around, and everyone looked down. "Enough of this fucking AA 'Hi, my name is' bullshit. Sounds like we are all a bit of a mess. Does anyone want more ice cream?" I stood up quickly and walked over to the counter to ask for a medium-sized scoop of the Brownie Batter that Chris used to get while the group began to talk and laugh again behind me. Chey's P.O.V

Queenie knew that and smiled. “For my regulars who know the rules, you can do two things. The peasants can collectively file for taxes and tip my jar. Each jar tipped is fifty millilitres of fake semen pumped into my holy temple. If you wish to see a waterfall, you know what to do. For my knights, I’ll be looking at super chats to give you the benefit of selecting both. Thanks to the wonderful programming team with Wanda's Love Accessories Incorporation, we found a way to code super chats to trigger two shots worth of cum and a minute-long override for the fuck speed to insane. In other words, the stream will run as long as super chats continue to come in even after thirty minutes.”