Saye Novels & Stories

I said and she went back to her food. I got up and opened the door for him. He slipped inside. “Thanks, Ty, so much,” I said. “Yeah man, no problem.” He said as he looked at Sadie. “Sadie, this is my best friend Tyler, Tyler this is Sadie,” I said. He smiled at her. “Hello Tyler, thanks for helping us.” She said and smiled at him. I saw the calmness go over Ty. I knew she had done that. She was good at making people feel relaxed.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

BINTA I lived on a remote island on the coast of Lafiya called Rayuwa. Lafiya is a country made up of four states. Fili State, Ruwa State, Gona State and Daji state. Rayuwa is part of Daji State, and the capital of Daji is Duniya. The proximity of Rayuwa to Duniya is near. Lafiya is a developed country, but although Rayuwa is a part of Lafiya, it lacks civilisation, and because of this, it serves as a tourist attraction for Lafiya, generating millions in revenue. In Rayuwa, there were no schools, no electricity, or water supply. People usually fetched water from the streams or dug wells in their compounds. The lack of civilisation made it impossible for us to access proper medical care, and

At least loosen your hold around my neck. “You must be Fuyukawa Hiromitsu-kun.” Kaori-nee’s mother greeted Hiro-san. “I have heard a lot about you. This is the first time that we are actually meeting though.” “Yes, Takahashi-san.” Hiro-san bowed his head respectfully. “I’m pleased to meet you. You can call me Hiro.” “Then, Hiro-kun.” She smiled and looked back at the other two children who were shyly hiding behind her. “Come on, you two. Greetings.”

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he grumbled as Simon and Ian laughed at him. “We were about to go fishing. Would you guys join us.” Amber asked, changing the subject. “Sure.” Ian replied. “What are we supposed to do with a raw fish out here?” Kimberly asked. “Eat it, duh… haven’t you heard of sushi before?” Amber smiled at the weird face Kimberly was making. “That’s gross!” she exclaimed because she hated sushi. “You don’t have to eat it if you don’t want to.” Ian said. “I can’t believe this. You too?!... Don’t even think of kissing me after eating that.”

“He’s also very good at reading what people want to see.” She filed this away. Soren was younger than she’d expected, perhaps forty, lean and watchful, with the kind of face that gave very little away without choosing to. He moved through the main gate with the easy authority of a wolf who was comfortable in other packs’ territories, which spoke to someone who did this often and had learned to be at home in the discomfort of it. Beside him, his daughter. Saya was eight years old and nothing like what Aria had imagined from the name. She’d pictured someone careful and diplomatic, trained to be a good ambassador’s child. Instead, Saya walked into Bloodmoon territory looking at everything with

“Help me, please.” “Oh, of course,” Sachi smirked and helped Uche to his feet. It happened in a flash, and just when Uche thought he had won the woman’s heart again, he felt another cold blade forcing its way through his stomach. “Sachi,” Uche pushed her as the pain coursed through his body towards his brain, “Why?” He coughed and blood spluttered.