Short Novels & Stories

Her caption read: First Saturday in Colorado and I survived! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Back home in Oklahoma, Tony lay in bed in his tiny apartment, the glow of his phone cutting through the darkness. The ping of a notification jolted him. He opened F******k, and there she was—Shortcake, looking happy, surrounded by new faces. She’d only been gone four days, but seeing her like this made it feel like a lifetime. Toby hit the like button, staring at the screen for a moment longer. This is what he wanted for her, right? Happiness. Friends. A life beyond home. He set his ph

Nova Just like every morning, I made myself breakfast and went back upstairs to get myself ready for work, today, in a black and white checkered short skirt and jacket with a black top beneath. I grabbed my car keys on my make-up table and went downstairs to grab my pancakes in a small plate and made myself a cup of coffee, then made my way to my car. My neighbor was out again like every day, we did the good morning waves and I got into my car, straight to work.

I asked him concerned I might have worn something inappropriate. It was as if my question surprised him because he snapped out of his daze and responded, "No, nothing is wrong. You look - you look amazing." I flushed a deep red while smiling finally understanding his long silence. I invited him in and watched him step into the entry way of my condo. As he stood there I realized that he was taller than I remembered. He was wearing black slacks, dress shoes, and a gray button down shirt with a pinstriped tie that played off his blue-green eyes nicely. I invited him to take a look around as we walked into the living room. He looked at everything taking in the space then asked, “Doesn’t this see

I smile at the sarcastic explanation from the bald driver with a huge mustache, who has no idea who I am or where I came from. “Yes… maybe.” “Keep your head up. Love is like that—ice at first, and fire when it’s ready,” he explains thoughtfully, indifferent, as if his heart had been shaped that way at some point in his life. The driver keeps rambling, continuing with his love metaphors until I finally arrive. “See you. May everything work out for you,” he says goodbye warmly and slowly. I thank him politely and almost fly toward the apartment. “Hi Estela, come in… come in,” Mark is waiting at the door in a white pullover and black jeans. The bastard is so built that his tattoos show through

he was interrupted by Tina, who still had her eyes on her phone. “That will be a Sensei and Karategi,” she corrected, without sparing him a glance. “Say what now?” Eddy asked with a confused frown. Tina sighed and looked up. “A karate instructor is called a Sensei and a Karategi is what they wear.” Her eyes went back to her phone. “Kids these days ain’t got no respect. Are you trying to I’m lying?” He asked her, his focus momentarily being stolen by Tiny, who just grinned at him, before her face fell into a bored look.

I said sarcastically. " Everything will work out Trina ...you'll see, "she said. Changing into shorts and a loose shirt pulling my hair up I head to the kitchen to make something to eat. After that I checked some more emails I decided to do a quick video I run upstairs to change into some peach-color joggers to match the long sleeve cropped sweatshirt. I set up my camera and the small light I stored in the magic bag along with some other things, an front of medium brown sofa chair with plain beige color walls.

Myra decided to change her clothes before joining the lunch. After taking shower she looked at herself in the mirror. A 22 year old girl's reflection got reflected. A girl with 5 feet 11 inch height, ocean blue eyes, golden brown hair, perfect jawline and slim but masculine figure. People used to tell her that she is the mini version of Minerva. Myra sometimes thought in her mind, she really has very few features from her father Rana Pratap. Maybe only a bit of face cutting she has got. She wore a half sleeve t-shirt, with a black skinny jeans.

As soon as her team came on the court, his heart did a flip flop when his silver gray eyes landed on the gorgeously hot yet innocent looking girl on the volleyball court. The shirt she was wearing was tight on her just like a second skin and not to mention those extremely short shorts that stick to her perfectly thick rear. Her long hairs were up in a ponytail giving enhancement to her heavenly features. "Damn! Check that blonde!" One of the guys from the backseat says to his friend. Leon's hand balled into fists as Finn who was sitting beside him noticed it as the straw of the juice came out of his mouth and he mumbled. "Ah oh!

They must be waiting for me somewhere. As the train jerks, slowly crawling out of the station, I settle into my seat. I’ve theorised that it must take a few days for the train to make the full trip. Maybe a week even. Just as those thoughts consumed my mind, a small screen planted into the back of the seat in front of me flashes. First Destination : Territory Of Fate Time of Travel : 26 hours. Sighing deeply, I settle into my seat. With no belongings aside from the clothes on my back, I peel off my jacket and use it as a pillow. A few seats in front of me, I hear someone’s muffled cries.

I say deflating in seconds. After a short cab ride, all three of us are standing at the ruins of a blown-up bus, although there are nobodies lying around on the street you can still see the bloodstains from where they were, the whole area has been cordoned off, there are still police and investigators looking around so there's not much chance of us being able to get near the site without being spotted, I stand at the edge of the tape, close my eyes and take in as much air as I can, I breathe deeply trying to concentrate on the smell around me but all I'm getting is the scent of the humans around me and burnt remains of the explosion