Skips Strikes Regular Show Novels & Stories

But as Reid reached the spot, his heart dropped. It wasn’t Raina. It wasn’t Leif. It was a stranger, barely alive, one leg mangled as if bitten through by wild beasts. Reid’s expression froze the instant he saw the man. He rushed forward, grabbed the man by the collar, and shouted through clenched teeth—tears unknowingly streaming down his face: “Who are you?! Why are you here?! Where’s Raina?! Where is she?!” ***

“How dare you hit me?” Freya covered her face and raised her hand to hit me back. I grabbed her wrist and slapped her again. “That’s enough!” My boyfriend, Chuck, rushed over and pulled Freya behind him protectively. “She only went onstage and said a few words for you. Did you really have to make such a huge scene? “She’s the CEO’s sister. If you treat her like this, how is our company supposed to grow?” As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Freya’s face.

After catching my husband, Jaxson Larkin, cheating on me for the third time, I end up developing aphasia. Out of guilt, Jaxson spends a month teaching me to communicate using "One" and "Two". "One" means yes, and "Two" means no. No matter what Jaxson says to me, as long as it involves Sasha Fuller, I only answer with "One". When he says Sasha is in poor health and wants to borrow the amulet that my mother left behind to bring me blessings, I answer "One" without hesitation. When he says he wants to postpone our wedding anniversary to celebrate Sasha's birthday, I reply with "One". Even when he brings a pregnant Sasha into our home, I still answer with "One". I even thoughtfully pack

Instead, I kicked his balls really hard to assert my dignity in front of the crowd. He fell to the ground instantly, wincing in pain. Filled with a strange satisfaction, I walked away from him, back to the dressing room where the other strippers were. “What was the argument about Tara?” one of the girls asked. “It was nothing serious. It was Mr Harvey again. He wanted me to come spend the night at his apartment”, I replied. “Oh I know men like him. They want more than they can get. Does not matter how many times you tell them off, they just keep coming back”, she said and chuckled mockingly, shaking her head.

My hair was wet and water dripped on my forehead. Josie picked up the call, and the lively chaos of background noise reached my ears as she greeted me with an exuberant, "Hey love!" A smile played on my lips as I responded, "You sound drunk. Is this what you skip the school meeting for? Clubbing?" Her laughter echoed through the phone. "Guilty as charged! But come on, I need some excitement in my life. Unlike some people who suddenly become Mrs. Howard and get a whole life makeover."

"If this were back in the old days, a man in your position would be bowing at my feet the second he stepped inside, so what makes you think this attitude is going to cut it? "Here's the deal. Get on your knees or give me a full bow, and I'll agree to let you in and maybe get along with you." With that, I dragged over a chair and settled into my seat, crossing my legs. Elton shrieked and stumbled back as shards of glass cut his skin. As he hissed in pain, Morgan slammed the table, his expression hardening. "Jonas! Are you sure you want to cross the Conners? Do you have any idea what that will cost you?"

You'll see everything the camera records when you put on those glasses. As soon as I finished speaking, Marianne's legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground. Everyone immediately understood what was going on. Mr. Greene immediately took the glasses off Marianne's face. His shock was evident after he put them on. "So that's really how it is…" Everyone gasped in realization. "But why wasn't it detected by our scanners?" Mr. Smith asked, carefully studying the glasses. Students went through strict checks with advanced equipment before every exam, yet both the button and the glasses had managed to slip through.

He'd long since stopped caring about running the company properly. When he saw me on the screen, his eyes that had dimmed over the past four years finally sparked back to life. He called his assistant. "Book me the earliest flight to Metrovale." What I didn't expect, however, was that Lila would find me before Caleb did. She planted herself in front of my Rolls-Royce Ghost, daring me to either get out of the car or run her over. She had lost so much weight, looking almost skeletal, and I barely recognized her.