Shrinking Novels & Stories

Each day I wear long sleeves shirts and pants to school to cover the bruises on my body to avoid any Suspicious towards me. I isolate myself from crowds, so yes I don't have friends at all, the cause is afraid of what that man whom I call father will do, or even worse make them think of a whore who sleeps with anybody. I don't have a boyfriend at all, cause of my dad. Many boys have found me attractive and even asked me out on dates, I refused their offer cause of my dad. My grades at school are outstanding, being great at sports, but never played due to the bruise on my body.

“But we’re already messy. We just keep pretending we’re not, and that’s what it’s using.” Mirra nodded slowly. “You’re right,” she said. “It thrives in the gap between what we feel and what we admit. Shrink the gap, shrink its hunting ground.” I could feel her thinking, roots of thought reaching down through what we’d just shared. “That’s one way we starve it,” I said. “By closing off the hiding places.” “And the other?” Ronan asked.

The ceiling lowered. Rhena froze. She blinked once. Twice. Then she looked around. ‘The walls,’ I hummed from within. ‘I can see that,’ Rhena gasped ghostly. The entire house was shrinking. ‘What the hell is this…’ I growled, as Rhena paced in a circle, claws digging into the floorboards. Everything felt like it was breathing around us, reacting to us when it felt the need to. When it saw that our escape was closer. Panic gnawed at the edges of my thoughts.

A pause. Then she added, “This one doesn’t.” The room fell quiet. Because that That changed the perspective entirely. Tan crossed his arms tighter. “So it’s independent.” Avelyn nodded. “Yes.” Cassian’s voice lowered. “And that makes it unpredictable.” Avelyn didn’t argue. “Yes.” Lucas leaned forward again. “Is it growing?” Avelyn looked at the data. Then shook her head. “No.” Tan frowned. “Shrinking?” Avelyn shook her head again.

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What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

Normally, the further something was, the smaller it would seem after all. ‘Why are they becoming bigger?’ After that, one of Patroclus’ female subordinates, sharper and more observant than most, realized that something had gone horribly wrong. “Your highness, the mountains aren’t moving. We’re just shrinking!” “What?” “We’re… shrinking?” ‘This is just too weird.’ ‘How could something like this happen?’ Despite this, they realized that she was, in fact, telling the truth. They and the divine mountain they were at were really shrinking in size.

Working out six hours a day, every day, and working on an eight-hour shift every night, took it's toll on him very quickly. Ever since a colleague of his suggested enhancers to boost his energy, he was able to add more hours at the gym and more hours on his shifts, and could still hang out at bars afterward. Everyone else was using it, it was common for his line of work. They call it 'the helper', which leads to other kinds of helpers, for every different need. Even actors use them too.

After a typical workday, Jane felt like she aged ten years worth, just in a day. "Your Managing director didn't think this through " Niklaus informed as he walked out of the conference. He turned around to face the men that seemed like they were about to be swallowed by the ground. " Maybe your team should stay awake one more night revising it" No one complained and they all nodded in acceptance. Niklaus' eyes landed on the shrunk rabbit behind a bunch of men. Before calling her he soothed his tone to accommodate her. "Walker come here"