Random Quirks Novels & Stories

~~Jackson How is it possible she is already driving me crazy? A rogue attack and she wants to save the earth by walking. Shes going to have to get used to being driven places. She would have to get used to alot but that didnt mean she actually would. Stubborn woman. Stubborn wildflower.

That was way more than their attempts to get the correct answer in the first fifteen minutes. Hopping onto the bandwagon to vote continuously for the third option, most of Queenie’s dumb viewers decided that it was better than not working together. The quizzes had very random algorithms, so there was still a slight chance that guessing the third option would give them some results. Some even claimed that it wasn’t a stupid solution if it worked. Probability had to work in their favour, and even the mods agreed that it was possible based on past results. According to her loyal followers, Queenie had a tendency to put the answer in the second or third option for her questions. Half of her answ

Dissatisfaction. Just reached out and pinched the baby girl's cheek. A little girl is equally aggressive. Raise her hands and slap them back. Plum lifted her chin and asked, “who is it?” Daisy gestured "accidentally met on the plane, unknown name. The naked eyes can test the wilting, disappointment of Plum. “So I thought that you caught a handsome husband and attached a child. No need to give birth anymore. Too strong.” Plum winked “trust me.” She started to turn on the gramophone. A thousand and one census questions automatically came out of her mouth without going through her brain.

She leaned on the counter further, realising she was in the right shop after all, "but they'll be awake any moment" "User name" the boy asked, opening his tab, understanding that the time has come, "PSQRT8Y634R" She spelled quickly, as if she had practiced this code every single day, "Password" "F-R-E-E-D-O-M" her tone inched forward, reflecting her eagerness. "You are in" the owner's voice sounded much like man, as much as she had come at an unexpected time, he was ready, "What are your requirements?" "A lot" she exhaled.

Back when I was trying to conquer this unreachable, high-and-mighty man, I had created the persona of a cheerful, sunny girl, always trying to make him happy. At that time, his future had been so bright, until one day, a sudden fainting spell revealed his heart disease. That blow hit him hard, and he became dependent on alcohol. I stayed by his side, helping him heal, bit by bit. His rare blood type had made it impossible to find a heart donor. So, I had negotiated with the system to give him my own heart. If the mission succeeded, the system would replace my heart, and if I failed, I would be erased, my points reset to zero.

But things finally changed on that stormy night. On the night of my 18th birthday, candlelight flickered in the council's stone tower. "Elena!" Grandfather pushed the door open, several elders following behind him. Their faces were grave, as if they were about to make a major announcement. "Sit down." He pointed to the stone chair. I obediently sat down, waiting for them to speak. "The Moon Goddess' oracle has been delivered." Elder Mary Morse spoke first. "You will become Alpha Damon's mate."

but as the girl who loved the ocean. ​"The sun doesn't pay the bills in Manila," I said, trying to keep my voice professional. ​"True. But it makes for a much better story," Mateo countered. He reached into his pocket and handed me a small, embossed business card. "If Luke gives you too much trouble, or if you ever find the 'secondary camera' too small for your talent, call me. The board needs people who see things differently. Not just people who follow orders." ​Just as I took the card, the heavy double doors at the end of the hall swung open. Luke was walking back toward us, his face darkening when he saw Mateo standing so close to me.

Damien also looked at me, his gaze darkening for a moment. “A friend.” I put my phone face down and picked up the box of marzipan he had specially brought back for me. I unwrapped one and placed it in my mouth. I used to love this flavor the most. Now, it only tasted sickeningly sweet and bitter at the same time, just like this marriage. Covered in sugar on the outside, while rotten underneath. Damien looked at me as if waiting for a reaction. “Is it good? If you like it, I’ll buy more next time.”

Ruby tried explaining-but with the way things were, nick looked totally confused. "Ok, boy. That's enough. However, I actually came here to warn you. You have three supernatural powers which you inherited from me. I am a very great grandma of yours. I'm in the seventeenth line of your family generation. I know you may not understand. But however, your powers are: one-the ability to see ghosts. Two- you have a special word which you can say anytime to get out of trouble but you will later get to know the word as you grow. And three- I wouldn't tell you now. You might disclose it to other people. And like I said, you will get to know it as you grow."

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.