Reflect Unscramble Novels & Stories

With raised brows, Theodore looked questionably at his mother. "There was this piece of paper attached to her jacket." Mona waved the paper infront of his face. "Let me read it out for you." She cleared her throat. "For Sr. Theodore Alexander, With dire respect, sir. We are writing this to express our regret for the thoughtless step we pulled. By the virtue of your status, you must have operated who we are and by virtue of your influence, where we are. Words can't explain the level of guilt we feel. It was all just a misunderstanding. We didn't mean to kidnap your girl. We could never dare doing that in right state of mind. Please accept our heartiest apology and don't keep any grudge agains

CARA “Thank God it's not broken. The drug will make you feel relieved a little. Try as much as possible not to do anything strenuous with the hand. The gel will also help relieve the pain. If you feel any discomfort let me know.” “Thank you very much, sir.” “Please call me Dr Grendel.” “Ok. Dr Grendel, how much does all these cost?” “Liam has paid for it. Mr regards to him. He sent me a text saying he was in a meeting.”

I wake up screaming my lungs out. Ang walks in glaring at me. “Are you going to scream every night and wake up the Alpha every time? You’re really making me look bad here Akira.” He looks down at the book on my lap as catch my breath. “The Moon Goddess? You read about the Moon Goddess and you’re screaming your head off still? You seriously have some prob-“, “Don’t you dare finish that sentence Ang,” I cut him off before he could go on and trigger my anger more. “Ang?” He questions. “Yeah stands for Asshole Night Guard,” I say as I make my way over to the sink to grab my water and chug it down.

Essence said as she looked at the words. “There is five words that you have to unscramble, once you’re done you will use those words as a map to find your way out of the maze behind me.” The assistant said as she stepped away from the board. Essence looked over and saw that everyone was still at the board trying to figure out the words. They were moving the letters all over the boards, they were looking panicked. Essence stepped up to the board, and realized that Unique was actually helping and had put together some of the letters together already. There were five rows of letters: The first row of letters were llccasuu, next was iotmtroyrgne, then vvrdeteiia, himtragol, and olbaaarp. “I'm wi

The seal ran along the broken edge, teeth of symbols that didn’t belong on a beach in Australia. “Latin first,” Frank said, as if that could make a boundary. “Sulcatum—ploughed, scored, furrowed. Rudmalian—not classical. Might be bastardised rudis malum—raw evil—or a proper name. Speculum—mirror. Sacculus—pouch. Repdetrious… Valente argues it’s a corruption: repetitio—a demanding back; or de-tritus ground down; or he scribbles redemptorius and crosses it out.” He blew air through his nose. “He thought it meant a kind of… binding. A mirror-pocket cut into the world that demands its price back.” Gabe stared. “A pocket. Like a rip.”

“What do you think?” “Uh,” the girl mutters. “What’s that?” “It’s a game,” Leona answers shortly. “Clearly,” Violet rolls her eyes. “She means what kind of game- how to play.” “I know,” Leona shrugs. “But I don’t feel like explaining, so I’m leaving it up to you two to do so.” Another roll of her eyes, and Violet sighs. “Okay,” she says, giving a brief explanation. “Basically, we’re going to each say something we’ve never done, and if someone else has done that thing, then they have to put a finger down.”

- I facepalm myself - "my point is you need to throw that nasty ass candy away and get a lemon." Furrowing my brow, I'm trying to figure out what he's even talking about. "A lemon? Is this some weird reference to making lemonade or something stupid like that?" "While that would have been a good one, no. This is about how sniffing a lemon cancels out all the other smells around you and calms the tummy. In fact…" He reaches into his drawer and rummages around for a few seconds. "Ah ha! Here it is. I brought you this."

➳ "I am not a werewolf." ... Nathan blinked in incredulity. "What?" The Alpha leaned closer, repeating the assertion. "I am not a werewolf." "What are you talking about? I've seen you shift, and I can smell-" Nathan paused to sniff the air. "Yes, you smell like a wolf." "I am a wolf. Just not a werewolf." "What does that even mean?" "I'm a direwolf." He watched as Nathan's mouth slowly dropped open.

He rolled his eyes. “Oh,” I raised my brows. “What do you want now?” “To hang out.” “We do that every day. Thank you, next.” “How about we try uhm, painting?” His eyes twinkled. “I have some paint at home. Well mum’s but she wouldn’t mind.” “I do not have nice colour appreciation…what’s that called?” I snapped my fingers around. “Colour co-ordination.” He smiled.

It felt wrong to just let things drift without acknowledging her, without thanking her properly. I got dressed carefully, taking my time with every button and every swipe of mascara. I wanted to feel confident and professional, even if it was just brunch with Evelyn. It felt important. I stared at myself in the mirror for a second, smoothing a hand down my blouse and nodding like I was giving myself a little pep talk.