Siri Pinter Novels & Stories

“No..I’m not coming back..yeah, I know….I sent you an email after the last time we talked..” Siri said as he paced around the bedroom, talking on the phone. Pai couldn’t help but sigh as he entered the room with a two cups of tea. He knew who Siri was talking and what this whole thing was about. It was not like this was the first time this conversation had happened in the past fifteen days. Frankly, Pai didn’t think Siri would succeed in what he was trying to achieve, not immediately anyway.

This is my daily routine with my wonderful family and friends ♡PIPPIN POV♡ hello I didn't introduced myself right let me give my introduction I'm pippin a golden squirrel pet of sri I'm so cute that's the talk in this nightingale street it's okay it happens when we are born with extreme cuteness I never seen a kind hearted hooman like sri She loves everyone same she never cares whether it's a animal or human she just shows affection When she feels someone is in need without thinking twice she'll help, she'll shed tears for someone's pain, she'll smile for someone's happiness where we can get someone this selfless she is a angel on earth She brought me home when I'm small I grown along with h

she nodded and replied, and took Blondie away with herself while I was left to get catered by the Philippines. “Please, select any product, iPhone, MacBook, AirPods, anything,” the lady presented, and I mentally huffed. “This is our latest product, take a look, ma’am,” she took the phone in her hand and recited the specifications as it was her routine job. She informed me of some amazing features of the phone and I got lost in her voice. I took three sips while she continued telling me.

Before Denver gave it up to Regina who scoffed and said— “It was an imaginary friend. Peter” And Greg sighed, knowing it was a lie. He had hoped that they would tell a lie to reassure himself that something was on. Something asides that of Zachary and his unexplainable encounter. He might not understand, but he finally believed. To be continued...

He was a human child. “I’m sorry Hunter, but humans don’t know about us. But we did talk to your parents, and they miss you very much.” “What about mine!?” “What’s your name sweetheart?” “Perlie.” Another human child. “Oh, they miss you so much too Perlie, and you too Parker. All of your parents miss you so much and have been looking all over for you. My name is Siobhan, and I work for the FBI and I’m Alpha Tiernan’s mate.”

she says, and she says it with a pride that goes right through him. They all turn look at him. With the specific quality of attention of people who have been waiting for something to become available and have decided it finally has. The man who speaks first is named Carver. Eli doesn’t know his last name and doesn’t ask for it. He’s sixty-something and has the kind of face that has been through several versions of itself, and he speaks with the measured calm of someone who has rehearsed this particular conversation and is delivering the version he decided on beforehand.

I followed him, unsure of why we were here. “Hi, welcome to Starbucks. How may I help you?” The cashier said this with a bright smile. Who's that happy at seven in the morning? “Five” was all Six said. The cashier nodded before her, and Six grabbed my arm and took me to the kitchen. “I don’t think we're supposed to be back here.” He ignored me as we walked past the kitchen and into what looked like an office. There was no one there, and apparently, that was the point. He signaled for me to sit down, which I did before the door opened. It revealed a guy who’s slightly shorter than Six but isn’t any less intimidating, especially with his equally taut muscles. He looks Spanish with his rich, bl

[A soldier went to Captain Rian informing them] “Captain Rian, I am Scott, a Cannon Operator, the Psychopaths seemed to be dispersing and starting to retreat.” Scott informed her. [Scott is a Cannon Operator from the Defence Division. He is a tall, white-skinned, white haired teenager, he has tattoos around his neck and big earspools that made large holes on his ears.] “Good work on observing the situation Scott.” Praised by Captain Rian. [Scott smiled, bowed towards them and start walking away]

she said as she edited some of her pictures. Sirusen is term for Sins that enhance their sense of hearing and Hirrusen is a third level spell that enables one to hear an individual’s thoughts. It’s one of the hardest one to achieve, also the deadliest. “I can't use it. You know those types can easily trigger alarms.” I reminded her. “You can take him to the forest or by the ocean.” she the suggested, knowing that there are areas without alarms. “Still, Hirrusen is a third level spell. I'm only on the second level.” I said as I drank the pink juice she made.