Rem If Novels & Stories

I raised my hands to cast the spell quickly before I got soaked and used it to move the plants onto the porch . I ran back to the porch taking off my now soaked clothes before walking back inside .Closing and locking the door I before headed back to my room to change . On my way up I grabbed the phone off the side table and threw it on the bed . As I was drying off I heard the rain now heavily hitting the house with some wild winds . Once I finished I wrapped the towel around me and walked to my bed and opened the packages . I turned the phone and started programming it. When I finish my phone starts to ring all my notifications, email, etc..

"Barely." ​"It’s 4:59, sir," I replied, stepping forward and placing the silver flash drive on the polished mahogany surface. "The edit is complete." ​Luke finally looked up. His eyes were sharp, scanning me with a clinical detachment that made me want to shrink. He reached for the drive, his fingers brushing against mine for a fleeting second. I felt a jolt—a phantom spark of the connection we once had—but his expression didn't change. He plugged the drive into his computer, the silence in the room stretching until it felt suffocating.

would be enough for him to chew on for a while. I set it to send on a timer—scheduled for the exact moment I crossed the territory border. I removed the SIM chip, shredded it into dust with my sharp claws, and flushed it down the toilet. I pulled up the handle of my suitcase and took one last look at the den that was once called "home," now nothing but an empty shell. Goodbye, Ethan.

Run where nobody finds them. Or die trying. Right now both seemed the same anyway.

instead of biting it swipes Jestino using its claw!! *SHIK!* *bag!* the attack of this zombie is too strong and makes Jestino fly and slam at the wall!! this zombie is not a regular zombie, its attack pattern is different and its attack power was too strong! there is 5 large bloody mark of claw on Jestino's chest area !! "that looks not really good!!!"- Raymart "Raymart( aka Dugong) get Jr! we're going to retreat!!"- Jimboy

“I’ll fucking kill you… Do you hear me?” “Maybe you should be hearing me… You want me to continue doing shit for you then you let her go. Do you get that? Kill me I don’t give a fuck, just let her go… I won’t be doing fuck all until you let her go…” AJ leaned back and took this all in. “Say I fuck you up and keep her anyway… That will work too…”

what was going on? “I will always come back sweetie,” Aranife assured Aracely stared at her with so much emotion and replied as her bottom.lip wobbled. “and what if you don't?” Aracely cried. Aramide couldn't do this. ....... "You should keep it, so that if anything happens to me, you will look at those initials and remember me. A stands for Aramide, and The other A, stands for Aracely!" Aracely smiled brightly as she informed her mother, and Aramide had to stop herself from crying right there, her daughter was literally saying good bye to her, Instead. Aramide wiped her tears and took of the neck lace once again.she picked up the small bat in room and conveniently broke it into two.

They all welcomed me in unison and I reciprocated. "Secretary Peet, you can proceed with the weekly review of the company expenditure and profits." He got back to business after showing Rose to her sit. Minutes later, the meeting was adjourned and everyone to their different fields. Emily followed her instructions and began to show Rose around. "Excuse me. Where's the restroom?" I interrupted her tour for a quick break to the restroom. Emily escorted her and went back to her desk. "This is unbelievable." It was Jessie. She walked into the restroom with two other staffs.

At least objective justice. Jones was at the club, he goes there to remove thoughts from his broken mind. It helped, but just a little, just enough to think of the ghosts but not the dead. There was no BDSM club like the douleur est érotique. The French name with French girls and few locals, Jones would go there to free his thoughts, it was his demon, his secret. Anyone in the city knows what went douleur est érotique.

The outburst yesterday would indicate there is still work to be done. The group thanks Carter before stepping aside so we can move forward. Walking into the Pack House feels slightly oppressive. There is such a negative vibe in the house, it would need some magic to clear the toxicity that exists. We move towards the Alpha’s office when we hear the Gamma yelling from the Luna’s office.