Sket Novels & Stories

"No wonder you're not partying with us. You've got yourself a sure thing, don't you? Who needs a cleat chaser when you've got a classy act like that all to yourself?" A locker slams in the background. "You're a dick, Shivel," I snap. "Just because I have plans with a woman doesn't mean I'm going to fuck her. I can have fun with more than my dick, ya know." "No," he says. "You can't. None of us can. Soccer and pussy. They're the only things we need."

It looks…" I paused, looking for the right word but came up short. I looked over to Leah for help. But she smiled apologetically at me. "There's no other way around the storm. We can't go over the Ghrilk or we'll be dead meat. Literally." I furrow my brow in confusion. "Ghrilk? What is that?" "It's the land of ogres. And you don't want to meet one. Trust me." Mike shivered as he replied. "Those filthy creatures. They're awful." The look in his eyes was an evident fear and trauma inflicted by the ogres to him. Whatever happened to him in that place, I did not dare want to find out.

“Hey, uh. Hello?” The voice again and this time a girl blocked her path. She can see her shy smile behind the cover of her bangs. She halted at the foot of the stairs and looked up at her who was standing on the stairs’ first step. She’s a girl with bob-cut hair and extremely red lips. Her lipstick is… really red. “Hi again,” she said and stuck her arm out. “I’m uh, my name is Katherine but everyone calls me, Kei.” “Okay?”

I am in so much trouble with this guy. The tendrils of need that had been curling at the bottom of my belly dissipate as I elbow him in the ribs. With a quick kiss, he leads me through the deserted lobby to the counter where they keep the rental skates. Disappearing through the side door, he asks, "What size are you?" "Eight," I answer, still wondering what he's up to. A few moments later he returns with an ugly pair of brown rental skates, which he holds by the blades in one hand. "Okay, let's go."

Damon rubbed his eyes. He wanted to believe that. It was stupid, really. If this whole thing with talking was just meant to get him to drop his guard, then it was working. Wasn’t he smarter than this? He tried to pull his anger and hate forward, to shield himself from unfortunate emotions—but he was so tired of being angry. He sighed as he turned toward her. "How many witches are in Scanthin ?” “I only know about one,And that is me Scarlett." Scar murmured, holding herself tightly.Damon advanced on her and she backed into the wall, staring up at him with wide eyes. “Why should I believe you?”

His voice deepened menacingly. “Y… your pack? I… I passed out and I…” my voice faded as I leaned back several steps until I crashed against the wall. His stare only got intense and I could also tell my time was ticking. The walls didn't scream comfortable to me anymore; they were compromising. It's been decades since we had a pack member of the Skull Pack cross into our territory. Are you looking for a battle?” He thundered. Skull pack? That was my pack, and we were sworn rivals to a particular pack; a deadly war that made both of our packs come to a truce that lasted for fifteen years.

“Stop making up shit. It’s fine. I’m okay. I just look like the enemy to them. It happens.” Her eyes narrowed and then she picked up my hands, turning them over. “No damage? Your magic touch to those drumsticks not effected?” “None at all. Maybe even a little better. We shall see.” She nodded and then turned back to the other wolf. “Oh shit! Right! You haven’t met Kev.” He held out his hand and I shook it softly. “H-hi. I’m Skylar.” “Kevin Richards, or Kev as most everyone calls me. I’m Ethan’s Gamma.”

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he asked, bewildered. Skye’s grin widened and it seemed like the omega was having a great start to his morning. “Nope! I wasn’t kidding when I said I struggle to heal even simple injuries in animals and while it was a clean break, there’s no way I could have healed that.” “But how?” “I have two theories,” Skye replied as he sat on the edge of the bed, reaching into the blankets to tickle Stew’s ears and the rabbit seemed far less comfortable with Skye than he was with Eician.

“Yeah, she’s right outside. Um, just be warned that she is a little shy. Don’t freak her out, alright? She… uh… she’s not from our world and it took me ages to convince her to come with me.” Wait, what did he just say? She’s not from our world? Did he mean… that his mate is human? Before I or River could ask, Skye runs back out to the hallway and then suddenly shows up with a girl that looked like she was seconds from fainting in shock. “Her name is Asena, but her nickname is Ase, like Ace.” Skye said as he put her hands on her shoulder and tried to keep her calm. “This is my brother and the Beta of the Pack. You remember what I told you, right? The rankings? Don’t be scared. They just look