Short Classic Novels & Stories

My name is Anthonia Obiajulum. You can shorten to Tonia and Juls. Whichever you like. I'm extremely friendly and love to talk about anything so you can always slide in the DM. This book is a work of fiction and all characters, incidents and organisations herein are fictional! This book is rated 18+. But I'll still say it again. It's not for kids please! It will contain explicit sexual content, and a lot of dirty words. I'll add more warnings if need be as the book develops.

After what seemed like ages, but was more than likely only a few minutes, the SUV pulled into a small parking lot next to a train track. To have called the platform next to the tracks a train station would have been an overstatement. It was barely a small house and a platform. I didn't even see a ticket booth. As I followed Jai and the stranger out of the SUV, I heard a train coming and I looked to see a sleek, steel train making its way slowly towards the platform. It was only about ten cars long, but it was more modern-looking than anything I expected to see in America, much less the rural farmlands of Germany.

” there are with texture, super thin, retardants, flavors, colors. “Anyway, there are a lot.” Paul completed amused to see my dismay.” but I think Kristos is right, we have to try the product and tomorrow we’ll provide information on the performance of the I love you to the advertisers.” and with that he took a package of six units from the table.” look how lucky I am, this is a mixed box.” he said winking at me before leaving the room. “You should also have a few, Mark, at least to know the difference between one and the other, see you tomorrow.” Kevin took a few too and left.

I guess luck is on my side, huh? There are straight, zigzag, E, C, and other routes but nah, who cares about those when there is a pretty awesome route right where I'm staring at? Ten tenenenen!

I was surprised to wake up feeling no pain at all. I guess Six's pills and shower were my solution. I surprised myself even more by being ready by 06:30. I was waiting outside the gate, dressed in blue jeans, a blue and white striped t-shirt, a white leather jacket, my blue Converse boot sneakers, and matching accessories, including a blue scarf. It was once again chilly, and I could see the leaves starting to change. Fall is officially upon us. The familiar purr of Six's car sounded as he turned into our street. I only then realized that it was a black corvette.

not like this. To Be Continued...

It’s time to put my game face on. I have on my favorite power suit. I have had quite a few successful meetings in this outfit. Black pencil skirt, white blouse, blazer and three inch heels. This was so far from what I wore back in the day. I was so much a tomboy with a little side of princess. I enjoyed my jeans and tennis shoes and never mind getting dirty. But what girl doesn’t like to get dressed up every once in a while. In high school, the only times I really dressed up was when Holden and I would attend a dance. I always wanted to look good for him. He had become my world and I loved him more than I had ever thought was possible. The love that we had was what I had read about in my che

"My car is not a clunker, thank you. It's a classic." The short woman laughed. "Classic? That's what they call something that's old and worn out, right? Something that has a musty odor? I bet the music you listened to as a child is a classic, as well, being played on one of those oldie stations with a DJ born while 8-tracks were popular. Who the hell are you again and why are you even here?"

The boy chewed his mouth, moving a little closer to Daisy. One of his feet kicked out of the blanket, put on Daisy's hips, and continued to sleep. The man held Daisy’s backpack sitting on a chair. Open the backpack, take the phone in his hand. “An antique phone? This type of phone was manufactured about ten years ago. How did she use it? It still looks quite new, even though it doesn't use cases, tempered glass, scratch-resistant, colorful like young people. Just press the power button. The phone interface immediately appears. Image of a fat lazy cat, stretching out to bask in the sun.