Quasimodo Novels & Stories

“No, Nomo... stay with me.” A final burst of data hit the screen. It was a single, low-resolution image sent from Nomo’s tablet in the seconds before it went dark. It showed Nomo standing in the center of the bay, surrounded by white-eyed monsters, and behind them, a large, ornate door marked with the Quispe family crest.

“What are you talking about, great one? Have I by error or omission offended you?” “Tufia kwa gi.” The native doctor spat, “Ichoro ino na-ana mara egbe di ime, okwa ya (you want to determine the pregnancy of a hawk by looking at it, right?). You have failed. Bet me, you have failed.” “But wise one, I don’t understand what you are talking about,” Ejima frowned but did not meet those dark eyes. “You will not understand until nemesis catches up with you.” The Dibia hissed and continued down the path, cursing and fussing.

spicydodo: Principal Yakubu Ma, they are accusing your son of liking man oh lol lol lol spicydodo was now as famous as abroko with his or her funny and very bully filled comments and the fact that she was always first to like and comment. "I hate this spicydodo person ehhh", Chidimma spat. "On god". I replied closing my half eaten plate of food. "We should study for this economics test". "At least you haven't been on the page in weeks". She said happily as she she pulled out her economics notebook. "Theory of marginality", she reads out of her book.

He cursed under his breath. The nun ignored his remark and stood beside Lucas again. She raised her both hands and closed her eyes. She hummed for a second and chanted her ritual, repeatedly, in endless loops. ‘Bron tu neto Sir ravyo forenso Portu harem mossuna! Domus, Domus, Domus!’

he said. I couldn’t help but nod, because I had no clue why anyone would want Ella Delgado. By calling me that, I realized they didn’t know who they really had. “Please, let me go. I’m a nobody.” He ignored me. “My name is Domenico, and I’m your new god. If I tell you to speak, you speak. If I tell you to suck my cock, you do it. Otherwise there are nasty consequences.”

Definitely, Hades and Sugar Aquarius were seen taking several steps backwards in order to avoid that deadly as well as dangerous red orpiment. “Do you really think you can catch me and give me any punishments you wanna give to me? Just listen to me then… I’m Wenny Kammal Lowie… Until forever, I won’t kneel down in front of you and say the quintessential word you’ve been waiting and expecting for. There’s no ‘sorry’ inside my dictionary. Please keep that noted! Okay? Hahaha… Hahaha…” continued Wenny Kammal with her peculiarly malevolent roaring laughter.

Craig comes in, with a man that looks like a much older version of him, followed by a woman with blonde hair fixed in loose curls and a white fitted dress. I'm not sure what Mr. Adams is plotting, but I instantly feel like grabbing a few of those margaritas that Mr. Adams is pouring into those cups. 💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨

Thank you all for reading my book. This is my second book on good novel and I hope you all enjoy it. 'Quagmire' is a romance novel which possesses a lot of twists, turns, complications but still enough romance to keep it interesting and thrilling. The book is an entire work of fiction and is not intended to make mockery or downgrade any kind of individual.

"She's right about one thing." "What's that?" "Quaid Moromond is a very powerful witch from a long line of powerful witches. He will make a good addition." "Sass!" I protested. "As a member," he reassured me. "A duly tested and accepted member." "I want them to go away," I whispered, feeling very small and very young. "I wish I could tell you that's going to happen," Sass answered. "But I think you're out of luck there, Syd." "Why?" I challenged him. "There are more than enough covens out there for them to hitch themselves to."

The room was dark with only a single vintage wall lighting sconce dimly lit. "Hello--" "I told you not to come." The mysterious man spoke in a clipped, raspy voice. "It was you!" I exclaimed incredulously as I came to recognize his familiar voice. The man slowly turned his head in a slow-motion, to face me. I couldn't contain a gasp of pure awe and admiration as I met his golden eyes. I couldn’t perfectly see his features as he was covered in the darkness of the room. However, just by gazing at those bewitching gold eyes, I was mesmerized. I slowly walked towards him like I was hypnotized. His golden eyes were oddly familiar like I once stared at those beautiful golden specs, admiring them.