Reading Tropes Novels & Stories

Tears fall quickly down my face, and at this point, I don’t even care. “Miss Price……” his voice fades into the background, as I perceive an amazing smell, pleasant to my nostrils. I feel my Wolf jump inside me, and I am about to turn to see the one who smelled so good when I feel someone grab me and inhale my scent. “Mine,” a voice whispers hungrily. I close my eyes in fear. Slowly, I open my eyes. And I see him. With terror, I quickly realize that Don Richardo is my other mate, and he is so scary.

Quinn I looked around the place that used to be our campground. The sigh was one straight out of a horror movie. Corpses and torn tents lay scattered across the clearing, giving it a desolate, post-apocalyptic feel. At some point, Salome took control and I shifted. I blacked out and when I came back, Troy was standing over me, commanding me to shift. His commands didn’t work on me, but they worked on Salome. She couldn’t resist an order from Troy. “What happened?” I asked, completely confused.

Tory was angry, she couldn't believe Grace could be so heartless,she stood at the door staring at Grace who had no idea she was there staring at her while she eats. it's been two weeks since the little money Tory had on her had run out, ever since then both Tory and Grace have been surviving on the little food which was barely enough for one person, which Tory gets from few guys who where trying to ask her out, not knowing each time she leaves the house to go look for food for both herself and Grace, Grace would get something to eat with the money her parents sent to her.

If the script called for a dogfight, they would fly in predictable patterns. $$V_{script} = \int_{0}^{t} \frac{\text{Trope Density}}{\text{Human Spontaneity}} dt$$ "Dad, bank left, then do something completely illogical!" Leo yelled. "Sing a song! Tell a joke! Anything that wasn't in a 1940s movie!" Lucian didn't sing. Instead, he reached for the manual fire extinguisher, smashed the glass, and began spraying the foam directly into the glider's intake. It was a move so "un-cinematic" and chaotic that the Dilation Field sputtered.

We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

Their limbs felt heavy, their reflexes dulled by the previous night's excesses. The Throne Troop descended upon them like a blazing storm, their attack was swift and merciless, filled with heavy revenge. Malakai's troops struggled to find their footing, but were useless; their reactions were delayed, and their defences were too weak to face the Thorne's assault. The Thorne Troop's ferocious blows landed precisely, sending them tumbling to the ground.

Trick Walking up the stairs to my apartment, I try to tell myself to keep this slow. Don't go in there like a fucking caveman and haul her to the bedroom. I should be nice and seduce her, I haven't done that yet. Who the hell am I kidding, I've never, not once in my life, seduced anyone, and I'm not even sure I'd be able to do it. For Hadley, though, I'd try. I know that without a shadow of a doubt. For her I would give anything a try.

It sat there innocently enough, but the way the light caught its nib made it look like a needle poised over the fabric of the world. "You're saying," Rowan began, leaning back and swirling a goblet of wine he hadn't touched, "that we are characters. That my father's death, my exile, and Kieran's 'beast' nature were all... creative choices made by someone in another world?" "Worse," I said, tearing off a piece of crusty bread. "They were tropes. You were designed to be the 'Golden Rival' who loses the girl and goes mad with grief. Kieran was the 'Brooding Alpha' who learns to love through possessiveness. It wasn't just a story, Rowan. It was a formula."

I rub at my neck anxiously, hating he not only saw the footage, but is bringing it up. "Come on sissy boy, lets see how hard you really hit." Les holds his hands up, wanting me to punch them as fast and hard as I can. I raise my fists, ready to throw this fucker down along with my bed reputaion. Tate "So wait, you don't want a traditional wedding topper?" Camden looks at me a confused look as we stand in the posh La adore Wedding. It's a wedding planner franchise that Chloe found here in Chicago.

Jay was gone. Jess tried to turn to run but was unable to pull her feet from the tar. She tried to dig out of it. The more she clawed at the substance the more took its place. Jess suddenly became aware of the thing standing over her. She could feel it breathing on her and she saw its giant claw like feet. Jess was to scared to look up but allowed her eyes to creep up inch by inch. She found herself staring into it's eyes. She let out a ear-piercing scream. “Gotcha pretty girl.” It snarled before opening its mouth and swallowing her whole.