Rin Bee Novels & Stories

From a hole at the bottom the bees came and went, and they were flying now in scores, coming in heavy with honey or with their legs yellow with pollen. “I expect they’re working on the titi,” Bob remarked, stooping to watch them. “Or maybe there’s some blackberry coming out in bloom.” “Goodness!” exclaimed Joe. “I didn’t suppose you’d know what titi was. Surely you don’t have it up North.”

"Moonshine...you are here ..hic...why did you come?" "Sunshine let's leave, I will drop you off at home" "I don't want to .....Bee said she is too drunk...to drive" "Okay, I will call Mathew he will drop Bee off at home" "Hey Jayden, nice ....to ...meet you" Bibiana came forward and extended her hand. Jayden shakes her hand and said with a smile "Nice to meet you too" "He he he...shhhh. let me tell you a secret ..."

The rest of the time was spent on gossip, and sometimes truth be known, outright witch-hunts. She wasn't a hypocrite; she'd admit to enjoying a few of the tidbits that had come across this table; what else was there to do in a town like this? But here lately, she'd been getting a bad taste in her mouth. Especially since Jen had become the unofficial Queen Bee, that's why she could hardly contain her glee at what she was about to impart.

mia hissed making the little one pout a bit before nodding her head “ It's okay,” I smiled. “ I did swallow a watermelon seed,actually it was two which makes my stomach twice as big” I winked, making her gasp with her innocent eyes widened with couriousty. “ How are you feeling anyways Madam Briella?” Mia asked passing the syrup down to her mate who has been weirdly silent this morning since he sat down. “ I’m doing as good as I’m going to get. Is he okay” I mumbled the last part knowing it really isn’t none of my business if it was a personal matter.

I had no choice but to do this job so I just did my daily routine and did as was told and cookd what Brian loved. I walked with a tray in my hands of a chicken salad I had made with a glass of lemonade since it was kinda hot outside today and I knew Brian must be a bit warm in his room. So I wanted to make him something cool and refreshing to drink and eat. I took a deep breath in before knocking and then coming in but no guards or nursers were with me this time. I guess they all got tired of this bull shit as I was. I came in to find Brian sitting on his bed smiling at me.

I'd like to get out of here sooner than later. "What are you doing here? I didn't know you were coming." Shane grinned giddily. I could tell he had quite a bit to drink. I could smell it on his breath—see it on his face as he swayed his head side to side. I sighed, meeting his eyes again. "I'm looking for Bea—have you seen her?" Shane laughed—due to the alcohol in his system that made something I said seem funnier than it was. "Oh, yeah. John's driving her home—she looked like she'd pass out any second. He's going to pick me up later."

Sweet Pea Guun opened her eyes wide, took out her cell phone, unlocked the We Chat key, and indeed had unread news from Brene Brian. Brene Brian: Sweet Pea Guun, drink some wine. Brene Brian:...... Still drinking? Brene Brian: Home already? He cooks a glass of honey to drink, it will be a little more comfortable. Brene Brian: Sweet Pea Guun, Sweet Pea Guun, Sweet Pea Guun...... answer, answer me. Because of the dizziness, a few messages of news, Sweet Pea Guun only half a day to see clearly, lazy to play but slow, directly video call.

" B-But honey it's not what you're thinking..." " HONEY? HONEY?" I looked at Brendon because we both said honey together. I can't believe Eva called this madman Rubex honey. Lucky bastard!

So as he fell to his bed, opening Facebook on the laptop in his hands, he garnered enough strength to type in the name- Irene Fields. And what he was about to find out, would change his life, forever. To be continued...

she yelled, then somersaulted into the grass. Brinn sat nearby with a mug half the size of his face, sipping slowly like an old man watching the end of the world. “I’ve had exactly two hours of sleep. My legs are still twitching from the ribbon race. I saw Lily put a live beetle in the prize basket earlier. So yep, I am not participating.” He exaggerates. “You say that now,” Sari said flatly, arms crossed as he inspected the bracket board someone had set up by the food table. “But you will break. They always do.”