Social Novels & Stories

“This is the smallest table we have that will accommodate you at this time. I apologize.” I waved her statement off. “This is perfectly fine.” She smiled. “Your server will be with you in a moment.” With that, she bowed and headed off. We placed our drink order with the waiter when he came, and a few minutes later, we had our drinks and were waiting on our food. “I have something to tell you guys,” I stated, leaning in and whispering. “What is it?” Sage asked. “Well,” I started looking at all their faces. I knew by the look on Mina’s that she already knew. Of course, she did—little vampire. I was about to continue when our food came out.

It's just some random number. *Hello, sweetie!* It says. Probably some drunk slut who hit the wrong number. As I want to delete this I get another text. *It's me, Monika. Don't dare to ignore me!* She texted. How the hell did she get my switzgerman number? ... (to be continued)

Will was afraid of being noticed from the outside since the town was busier now, and he didn't like spending hours in the col Sister Lina had moved on from teaching language to teaching history and religion. The religion worshiped a Goddess called the 'Nurturing Mother'. She was tolerant and caring, but also stern and cruel at times. The teachings heavily emphasized on caring for others, working in unison to lift everyone up together, but also independence so you wouldn't rely to heavily on others. It taught forgiveness and discipline, instead of punishment