Slacker Book Characters Novels & Stories

Lukas said, twirling a drumstick between his fingers. Juliet blushed and went to sit on the couch. “Yeah make sure you get that mop handled today cause you are non-stop with shows for the next week,” Slade said, lifting his head up from his computer. We all had a sort of image we liked to keep. Jude was the fashionable one. I was kind of a bad boy/good boy combo. Corey looked crazy as shit like … he just escaped from Rikers or something. Like maybe he just had electroshock therapy. Then there was Lukas, who absolutely looked like the boy next door. But he was anything fucking but that sweet and innocent little boy face he was damn proud of … but did it get him laid.

The she-lycan was a strappy one but Skyla persisted. The she-lycan turned her head toward the room and screeched, "Someone come inside! Sasha Ma'am is trying to run away! Someone come inside!!!" Skyla tried her best to get the she-lycan's hand off her arm and said, "Just leave me!" The she-lycan's scream invited another she-lycan. This one was a familiar face for Skyla because it was Chloe, a she-lycan from the day when Skyla was locked inside the cage.

I let out a heavy sigh as i watched Skylar home school Dennis. “Write letter D properly and i will let you play with Elara okay?” How i wish i was still that age and my reward was playing with my cousin. Skylar’s gaze met mine across the room and gave me a small smile. “Want to teach him instead?” “That depends, would you be tasked with reviving the memories of your three mates who apparently are assholes if they don’t love you? Like im trying to save us but no, be fucking assholes!” I panted as i let that out and Skylar rose her hands up in defence, “Hey, you seem like you gpt that covered so ill just continue this.”

Just turn up the damn music, at least," Jessica muttered. The truth was that their arguments extended beyond the disruptive moans and groans emanating from Kellie's room. They clashed over groceries, utility bills, and even the placement of items within the apartment. Returning home each night was far from enjoyable, and Jessica knew she had to make a decision—find a new roommate or return to living with her mother, Frannie. While the prospect of leaving Kellie's drama behind and gaining more sleep was enticing, it meant moving in with Slammer, her mother's biker fiancé. He was not only intimidating but also the president of the Gold Vipers, a motorcycle club in Jensen—a lifestyle Jessica wa

Skylar's POV 1:00 am. My parents were sound asleep in their room. Chicken was sound asleep in my room, curled up on my bed. The moon was up in the night sky, glowing brightly. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in a black T-shirt and jeans, my favourite denim jacket, and some butt-kicking motorcycle boots. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I kind of resembled those actors in gangster movies. I looked like one of those sketchy dudes lurking around the creepy alleyways of New York city, having anything but good intentions.

She always makes sure to do all her studies in the school library before exiting the college building. Sometimes her friends get jealous of her for her smartness. Skylar as her friends call her Sky is the grade one student in her class with a scholarship on her head. Juliet logged beside her on the bed curiously and stretched her neck to see what was making her friend this busy. She seemed so focused on what she was doing." what is that for?" she knew Skylar needed money but if she had to help her decide, what she was about to do was a Pathetic mistake.

Skylar glared at Sonnet’s silhouette harshly. She stomped her foot in rage. The next day, Sonnet’s one-month internship officially began. Sonnet was still looking after Izzy in Class 1 for three-year-olds. The teachers here were all extremely nice, especially the team leader, Miss Jean, whowas extremely friendly to her. Skylar was the only one Sonnet disliked. Skylar was just like a hedgehog that lashed out at others wherever she went. The teachers here did not like her much either.

“Hi. I’m the fresh blood.” “Holy crackerjacks!” She looks up at him. “You a hybrid, kid? Like, are you part bear or somethin’?” “Nah, my mama just feeds me good.” He throws his head back and laughs. “Well, don’t worry, I got a guy who will keep that appetite goin’.” She whistles to Ryuu who is collecting money. “Ryuu, I got a guy for Katsh.” I wave to him. “Reaper, Crusher, and our new friend Slayer are hoping for a spot, too.”

"The grandfather of the current King himself wrote this. He had befriended a charmer and as he got to know more about them, he wrote it all down in this book." Dragon charmers. A name given to the race of people who could tame the dragons. I had never seen them or even a dragon before because they didn't live in this Kingdom. They were just outside it, behind the north-eastern border. Dragons had always been the focus of the late night stories my father used to tell me when I was little. I was so fascinated by them and people who could bend them to their will and even now wondering that I might have to approach them, my eagerness was above the roof.

He was going to have a hell of a bruiser and Abby did an internal victory dance. Who were these rough men? Max apparently wasn’t a garden-variety stalker, and his gang had done this before. John – the little worm – was part of their deceitful A-team. It had been an elaborate set-up. Little Lizzy had no idea that her new boyfriend was a lethal gun-for-hire. The man called Slater stood before her, a good-looking bastard, too pretty for the likes of her. Compact, tanned with a slight cleft marring his perfect chin. An etched dimple completed the picture as his eyes settled on her feet.