Sixth Man Book Novels & Stories

June said. "That is not reassuring." "You did not call me for reassurance," June said. "You called me because you needed to say it out loud to someone." She was not wrong. "He is coming in a few weeks," I said. "Good," June said. "You keep saying that." "Because I keep meaning it," she said. "Those children need their father and you need to stop carrying everything alone and he needs to meet the people he has been thinking about for four years. Good covers all of that."

I don't know what for but ugh I don't really care. See you soon- Suddenly my diary was snatched away from my desk as I looked up and glared at the intruder. "Eric, you devil give me that back!" I screamed standing up and started running after my 6-year-old brother who ran with my diary in his hands. "Ah!" He shouted and giggled and ran down the stairs and into the living room. "Eric I'm going to fucking kill you-" I immediately halted when I entered the living room and saw an unfamiliar man sitting on the couch across from where my parents.

It wasn't going to cut without external help. "Good", Manuel said, his eyes roaming over my body, his tongue jutting out of his mouth to kick his lips and I cringed inwardly. "You see I was once part of Jacob's army", he continued, his eyes gleaming with a sickening emotion, "The sixth of his famous inside circle" "That was until I was betrayed"

The man trying to take over the position of the Twelfth Universes’ Fiend Realm’s Lord was from the Sixth Universe. The Sixth Universe was ranked in the middle among all twelve universes. Their overall strength was still relatively strong. The universes that came after the Sixth Universe were much weaker than them, and those that had existed before were stronger than them. However, the Sixth Universe had a strong benefactor—the First Universe. The Sixth Universe had a close, sibling-like relationship with the First Universe. The man trying to usurp the Fiend Lord’s position was called Heath Miller.

Even though he wasn’t talking to me his eyes were still trained to mine. A growl erupted from the hallway and then suddenly my vision was blocked by a grey hoodie. If that hadn’t been a big enough clue to who’s back I was staring at then the way the fabric outlined the tone muscle underneath it would have. I could feel my shoulders relax knowing that Six was here. “She’s not my girl, she's a charity case I picked up off of the streets.” His voice was cold and hard as he spoke to the man. I had no clue what a charity case was so I didn’t bother to disagree with Six however the other man did. “Now your Majesty, we both know that that is a lie so why don’t you just go back into the hallway. You

She finishes the fourth book in March. Not March of the sixty-sixth year — March of the sixty-seventh. Two years and one month from the first entry. One hundred and four entries, shaped into four movements, the final movement written in the last six weeks, with the quality of something that has been building for a very long time and is now simply arriving. The book is called The First Life: What the Practice Earned and What the Practice Cost.

So much so, it was hard to tell who it was. Many of the visible features resembled Five. My chest clenched. Of all the Cleaners besides Six, Five was the only one I liked. He didn’t try to kill me and stood up for me. He saw the value in me the others couldn’t. “I don’t think they’re trying to be sneaky anymore,” Six said as he crouched down to try and identify the man. Six’s arm snapped up and he fired, hitting the floor, scaring the shit out of me.

the old man says "Ernesto," Jamal says walking over to the man to hug him "Ernesto this is, Africa" Ernesto looks at Jamal dumfounded "Well she won't tell me her name," he says holding Ernesto's shoulder "No it's not that it's just the whole don't tell strangers your name policy I grew up with" damn I am lying through my teeth truly speaking I don't want to be found on I*******m, Twitter, or TikTok just any social media platform. I didn't even bring my SIM card to this trip cause I didn't want to give anyone my number. The old man stares at us with a bored expression

I have to go on a business trip for a week, so I get a cat-sitter to come over and feed my cat Muffin while I'm away. But on the second day, when I check the live footage from the living room surveillance camera, I see my fiancee, Kate Swanson's childhood friend Samuel Lambert enter the password for the front door and walk into the house. Then, he throws a grape into Muffin's bowl. Samuel Lambert raises an eyebrow in the direction of the surveillance camera. "Hey, Jonathan. Muffin is a smart one, isn't it? It's not touching the grape at all." Then, as I watch in horror, he unplugs the surveillance camera. I feel my heart sink, and I immediately ask the cat-sitter to head back over and ch

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