Shrinking Story Novels & Stories

It was individuals and collectives who disagreed about breakfast. The white field struggled. Summaries proliferated. Confidence dropped. Root stared at the metrics. “Narrative compression ratio falling.” “How much?” “From 1:19 billion…” “…to 1:800,000.” Lucas frowned. “Is that good?” “Very.” Then: “1:9,000.” Jonathan laughed. “It’s choking.” Elias shook his head. “Not choking.” “What?” “Being forced to admit detail.” Better. Then the field changed.

My throat closed up, and I forced myself to look away before my eyes betrayed me. “Jess.” Mariah’s voice was softer now. Concerned. I blinked hard, pretending to be fascinated by the uneven swirl of tomato sauce on my tray. “What?” “You’re doing that thing again.” “What thing?” “Shrinking.” I froze. Mariah sighed, resting her chin in her hand. “You hunch your shoulders. You try to make yourself small. Like if you fold in enough, maybe nobody will notice you.” I let out a bitter laugh. “Maybe that’s the point.”

As if there's no one can hear my voice pleaded. If no one can help me, I think the only one who can help me now is myself. But how? How can I fight this huge snake in front of me? I don't have anything to fight for. I have nothing! I looked closely at the snake and was shocked to see that it was shrinking until it became a normal size that I could fight. "I can fight you fairly, my dear!" She can talk?! And she can read my mind? And she can shrunk herself? Totally, she is not normal. But just like she said she wants to fight me fairly and this is my opportunity to get out of this shit.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

Gone was the majestic creature I had once known, replaced by a smaller, weaker version of itself. My heart sank, heavy with disappointment and anguish. Tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to comprehend what was happening. How could this be? How could my wolf continue to shrink, to wither away before my very eyes? It was a cruel twist of fate, a mockery of the resilience I had tried to cultivate within myself.

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

“I told you, I won’t force you.” “But we must, I mean we can’t fake the-” “We’ll mark each other. It'll be enough to sustain our story. I know how you feel about it, but the mark will fade away eventually. We'll renew it once in a while.” By the end of this talk, he was only in his underwear. A small whimper escaped my mouth causing me to slap a hand over it. His laugh filled the room. Despite the turmoil of emotions that were ravaging my mind, I couldn’t deny the fact that his body was nothing less than perfect.

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

After the war between humans and shifters, an alliance was formed to keep the peace. The price? Daughters of the human nobility had to choose a shifter as their mate. The first half-blood born from this union would become the new ruler, ensuring that peace would last. As the eldest daughter of the Morrison family, I was the first to be chosen. But right after I chose the wolf Alpha, Calvin, I saw a vision on our engagement day. Because I failed to conceive after six months, Calvin locked me in a cage, determined to use me as a vessel for his pure bloodline. After I finally gave birth to the prophesied hybrid, my sister, Trina, appeared, claiming she wanted to take care of me. But the truth

I have seen somewhere once the most dumbass man said, "True Narrator never narrates the whole story in the right order...,?" Author's note - People often ask me, why do I use " ...,? " this kind of punctuation to end any statement? It's because I think and believe, there's no full stop in the end of a sentence and if it is there, then probably the sentence/story isn't ended yet or maybe there's a comma to restart the story after a break but why a question mark? Because there's zero possibility of knowing next...,? His 2 Story !! Book 1 - I'm A Curse...,? Volume - 0 X - xperiment X - xpect X - xperience