Series For Teens Novels & Stories

*Bhairavi Pov* “They all are settling down in a fine way.” Alastair mumbled entering the workroom. I glanced up asking “Is training over?” “Yes! Warriors of Nadir joined today and started learning the ways of Agatha’s warriors.” He replied and I slowly nodded. “It’s been a few days and I can see the children have also calmed down with the recent events.” I uttered when he sat down. “Yes! Are you with child?” His questioned startled me a little would be an understatement and I composed my shocked face into blank one.

"Thank You! All thanks to my parents! 😂😂 she said. They sat down on bed, opened a laptop and chose a series, they both chose the "Sex Education series". Actually Teddy knew the series but Matte chose it because of the name, he was just curious on what it was really about. He had seen the "Night School' movie too but he was a bit unsure of it because he had watched it once.

All they could have concluded was some kind of animals wandering did the killings as the vampires and werewolves did it in undisclosed. “Thank you guys for helping me out. I couldn’t do it without you.” I said as I was preparing my stuff for the Greendale trip. We intentionally do the trip at the weekend since we don’t have classes and our lacrosse team was doing better. I even forgot about Ina and how is she doing now. She’s happy with Roger so I didn’t interrupt their love story. “Nah, it’s nothing, dude. One for all and all for one.” Kevin eagerly replied.

she cried, waving the company’s phone as if it were a winning lottery ticket. I looked up, flour dusting my hands. “Crystal, please tell me this isn’t another TikTok trend.” She rolled her eyes. “It’s not a TikTok video. Look!” She shoved the phone in front of me. My breath caught as my eyes landed on the bold header: Invitation: Culinary Partnership Presentation – Marshall Foods International. My heart skipped. Once. Twice. I blinked at the words, convinced it had to be some elaborate prank. I let out a nervous laugh. “This isn’t real.”

It was fresh and invigorating, and it felt like the winds of change were blowing, as though bigger and better things were only a gust away. I was just another 18-year-old in twelfth grade. Unsurprisingly, that also meant I had teenage hormones that raged constantly, and I was always giving in to them. Aside from any pictures or videos I could have found on the internet, there were scores of pretty girls I found quite appealing at school. The combination of the two caused me to fabricate an endless array of fantasies in my head.

I questioned. "You can't come because you will make things awkward for me." Ouch. "How?." I whispered in a sad tone. He scratched the back of his neck, "Antisocial teens don't go to parties , you will want me to always be around you throughout the party and you will think everygirl I talk to or talks to me , we are going to end up doing something." He explained. I couldn't say a word to him. "Okay." I faked a smile and walked away.

"You’re so snarky. It really makes me want to—" Before she could finish, a chip was shoved into her mouth. Startled, Bri blinked, then let out a soft, amused chuckle as she chewed. Her eyes wandered to the TV. "What are we watching?" Zara dropped onto the couch with a sigh and began explaining the ridiculous plot with the solemnity of someone describing Shakespeare. "They're all teens. But it’s season five now, so the actors are pushing forty. There’s vampires. Zombies. Werewolves. The teacher’s secretly the villain. And in this episode? A musical breakout because of a botched spell."

“Is there something going on between you and a Henan royal who lives in this country?” I was taken aback by that and immediately thought of what I should answer. But I guess I can’t hide things from them so I just nodded. “I have been hanging out with Andrel Henan. But we don’t have any kind of relationship. And we both know that whatever we have right now will end after two years.” “Is that the agreement that you both came up with?” Dad asked. I nodded again. “I like him,” I said without hesitation. “And he said that he also liked me. But we don’t want to enter any kind of relationship because we both don’t want to involve each other with our mess.”

“What?” “What kind of movie are we going to watch?” I frowned. “It is a cartoon movie about a flaming cat that was made of dolls,” I said. “Why?” “W-what?” “You are being weird, Cee.” I pulled him towards the cinema and we stopped in front of the poster of the movie that I wanted to watch. “This is it.” He stared at that poster. Then, he scratched his head and sighed. “Seriously?” “Is there a problem?” I asked. “What do you even think it is?”

A few days pass after the Donnie incident at school. I don’t remember what happened, but I’m amazed that I stood up to him and fought back. The doctor told me everything that I had done. I was forced to write an apology letter to the school, Donnie and his parents. That wasn’t fun in the slightest. I sit at my desk in my room and open up my notebook. For some reason I’ve been drawing strange sketches recently of a strange creature. I don’t know what it is I’ve just drawn them. They’re quite disturbing. Especially that in my mind the creature murders children and takes their souls. It’s a bit dark…