Scat Stories Novels & Stories

The email had been short and direct: My office. 8 PM. Don't be late. Ella stared at her computer screen, her stomach twisting into knots. It was 7:47 PM now, and the rest of the office had cleared out hours ago. She was alone on the top floor of Sterling Industries with nothing but the hum of the air conditioning and her racing heartbeat for company. She had screwed up. Badly.

"No way! Natalie's the one who sold her kidney," Evelyn snapped, shoving Natalie aside to inspect me. "She has lost a kidney," the leader confirmed. "Taking the other would kill her." Just as Evelyn's hand reached for me, Natalie cried out and collapsed, revealing a prominent scar on her abdomen. "Go ahead and take her to the hospital. She is faking to win your love." Evelyn flinched, rushing back to check Natalie's scar. "I almost fell for her trick. Don't worry. I'm taking you to the hospital now."

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

All attempts at making another catch had gone in vain. They shared a light meal of strawberry jam sandwiches and some scones. As the sun began to set, it seemed like it might rain soon and so Ann suggested that they be on their way before the downpour. Ann had quite enjoyed her time with the children, that she had almost forgotten her plan to visit her uncles' study that evening. Rose fell asleep in the carriage as they rode back home, while Adam kept rambling on about the homeless toad he had met on the bank of the pond, Ann almost choke in her laughter when he asked if it could come home with him, as the said toad was without family.

“Are you done? I’m going to sleep.” “I mean it, Scarlet.” He kissed me on the lips. “Other than me, I don’t know who can take care of you and healing your wounds. Let me be your lover, Scarlet.” “Whatever, I’m not listening.” I closed my ears with my hands and turned towards the wall to go to sleep. This Sin had to be out of his mind, I thought. With my tiredness, I soon drifted into slumberland. However, the slumberland I saw was not one of those pastel-coloured dreams filled with clouds. It was dark and lava was oozing over the black earth. Above me, bats circled the black, empty sky.

I have had a few relationships where I thought we were both feeling and thinking the same, but this is different. “What else is there you want to tell me about you?” Scarlett asked, looking straight into my eyes. “I’m not sure there is anything else for me to tell you. I live a pretty boring life,” I said, laughing. There are so many things that have happened in my life that I’m not quite ready to tell anyone about. I’m not even sure if I will ever be prepared to tell anyone. I need to change the subject. “If that is the story you are sticking to,” She laughed, “I will have that kiss now, please,” She added, licking her lips.

I had Jayleen, and together, we were stronger than any challenge that might come our way. Little did I know, the real challenges were yet to come. The story of Skye Jackson, the witch, was just beginning.

Scarlett’s POV I stepped into the dining area, finding Lucian waiting at the table, alone. Stasia was truly gone, just as he’d promised. I felt a strange mix of relief and pressure all at once. “You look good,” he said, his voice warm and genuine. My heart betrayed me, leaping at the simple compliment, though I forced myself to remain neutral, trying to keep my emotions in check. But the mate bond’s pull was undeniable, and the longer I stayed with him and the others, the more it felt like a force working on its own, beyond my control. Last night, I’d slept deeply, wrapped in Lucian’s scent, that rich pinewood I was now learning to crave. I knew each of their scents by heart—Maxwell’s was ea

What right did Tristan have to go to Esther's house now? At that moment, his friend, Matthew Hudson, came up with an idea. "Tristan, I just remembered. The Straburgh investment conference is next month. You can attend, representing your company. Since Russell Group is a major player there, they'll definitely be attending. "Esther is a loyal person. You two have been together for eight years, and they've only known each other for a few months. How can he be compared to you?"

*******12 years later****** "Can't believe I'm graduating so soon!" Scarlett muttered to herself as she submitted her final project online. "How time flies?! Mom, your daughter is now a big girl." Her eyes laced agonizing sorrow as she thought about her mother, who had passed away a few years ago. She never really remembered her mother, other than the stories her father would tell her. But Scarlett always missed her terribly, but she didn't have time to indulge her emotions.