Shawn Long Way Down Novels & Stories

3 FM) blasting old Rock 'n' Roll music. The enchanting sun's bright, pleasant rays had unfurled gently like a peacock's feathers will for admiration by hankering spectators and had extended itself to all of Ingfalls; and it's neighbouring provinces that made up Wabrook, with golden luminescence. Eallric's 404 zoomed down a slanted, narrow-laned boulevard where he sped past a woman in an orange, flowered gown pushing a bassinet along with her, before his car spewed collected earth from the tarred road all over an old man with a tobacco pipe hanging between his lips.

The girl who had come with him was amazed as well, as she had not expected to witness a technique of the philosophical branch of practice. Kayson got up and said, “Uncle Shaun, I’ll leave with Captain Wolke.” “I won’t hold you guys back then. Mr. Shorrock is a master-level fighter, so let him go with you!” Shaun suggested quickly. Kayson and Campian did not say no, so the group departed, following the wisp of smoke as Kayson held the burning paper and led the way. Campian’s gaze was a little thoughtful. It would be a huge feat if he caught Jesse, but he was not as good as the criminal. He had to inform Shien in order to capture the man.

Hahahah. Just then I bump into someone. I looked up and saw the familiar blonde who I punch yesterday. I can't help but to laugh as I saw her face right now. She looked like a zombie, her nose wrap up with bandages which looks better on her anyway. She deserved it. I don't regret punching her. What this Barbe name? Oh it's Sasha.. yeah I remember now. "What?" I said to her. "You do realize you need to pay the price of breaking my nose??" She said while shouting at me. At this rate she will have all the attention of students. Just please not the teachers I don't want to have trouble on my first day.

On the highway, a white car sped in the afternoon sun towards the city of Dawn. The driver was a middle-aged man wearing a navy blue jacket; on the back seat was a young man about eighteen years old wearing a black coat, shoulder backpack, and silver hair messed up by the wind from the car window. "Uri!" The man nervously looked at the eight-lane highway in front of him. "Someone wants to arrest you; they even want to kill you. If you see them, you must run fast, don't let them catch you."

Drawing power from my outfit, I do end up giving daring looks to people that didn’t bother hiding their judgement, causing some of them to develop enough shame to look away. “Dariana?” I hear someone call me from behind, and I turn around to face them. “It’s been ages since I saw you at one of these things. I have been lonely.” She says with a light chuckle. Shelby Norbit— well it’s Shelby Greene now that she’s married to Bradley Greene, heir to a massive medical engineering fortune. If this was something organised by her parents, they certainly did a good job. If not, I know they’re proud of they’re anything like mine— which they are.

Theron's eyes widened in agitation. His words caught in his throat as he doubled over in a coughing fit until his eyes were red and bloodshot. "Arynn, I swear there was never anything between me and Mirelle! I only helped her because we grew up together, and she lied to me! She was never carrying a pup!" Suddenly, Theron broke down and choked out. "Arynn, I've missed you so much… When your plane went down, I thought you were dead…

She looked young, so she was probably still in high school. "Hey, lover boy! Let's go!" Landon shouted as the team finished packing and was ready to go. I got into the van where everyone was waiting. Not everyone, though. Kasey has already fallen asleep at the back. Landon was sitting cross-legged and playing with his I pad. I didn't want to bother Clark since he was probably tired too so I decided to listen to music instead. I rummaged into my bag, looking for my earphones, when an unfamiliar notebook fell.

The other answered fanning himself with his hand. “Be quick, we can’t keep the CCTVs off for too long.” The one on the guard commanded. “This is fucking hard! Why can’t we just snap off her neck instead?” the shorter man argued in a bored tone. “I would enjoy that too but that person wants it to look like an accident.” “What load of bullshit?” “This bullshit will earn us millions so get your hands moving!” the first one growled, getting tired of the other’s unnecessary blabbering.

he smiled and opened the door for us to enter the place. The smell of coffee engulfed the place, instantly carving a smile on my face. I see the stacks of books on the side of the couches that are scattered around the ground floor. I look up to see the second floor. It looked quieter than the first floor, I saw a few tables with some doors and partitions. I frown. I shifted my eyes again to the ground floor. There are doors on the far side of the place. I frowned and looked at Xian. “What are those?” I whisper to him, making him lean closer to me. He turned his gaze to it, “Those are private cubicles, only people who have membership can enter those” I nodded.

"I want this done in three days. Dead men don't get in the way." Delia froze mid-step. Rigid. Silent. Her lips quivered, but not a word came out. Then her phone buzzed. A message from Danny, the PI. [William Wright is dead.]