Spare Novels & Stories

​It is hard being a fresh graduate of a course that requires strong connections just to get your foot in the door of your dream job. I was just lucky to have parents who supported all my dreams. I am Hannah Martin, and we live on a small island in the Philippines. My parents are farmers, and the life we live here is quiet and peaceful. The only sad part is knowing I will have to temporarily leave this sanctuary to fulfill my ambitions.

he muttered shaking his head "I guess I'm just stressed out about everything, I just want to find this motherfucker that's been messing with me, before things get out of hands" "And you will, we will find him, you don't have to start doubting what you share with Nate because of that" Matteo explained "you know what you need, you need to get laid" he said with a lopsided smirk on his face, making Spade to roll his eyes at the blonde "I'm dead serious, you need to call your boyfriend and ask him to get you laid, y'all need to fuck the stress and tension out of your system" Spade just shakes his head "sometimes I forget what a pezzo di merda you are" (piece of shit) Spade muttered causing Matte

##Chapter 27: Cassidy Book One: Stay Meet me downstairs ASAP with your hockey bag. I stare at the phone in my hand before typing out a response. Are you serious? Just do it. Bossy much? The eye roll emoji pops up on the screen. Fine. I'll be down in 5.

The day before New Year's Eve, my wealthy parents, Mitchell Parker and Delilah Smith, and my sister, Mila Parker, finally agree to ring in the New Year with me at the amusement park. However, when I arrive there, they are nowhere to be found. When I text them, they tell me they're stuck in traffic and will be late. I wait alone there until the clock hits midnight. Then, I come across my adopted brother Leo Meyer's Instagram post. He's dressed in an expensive suit, holding the piano trophy he has just won, with Mom, Dad, and Mila gathered around him at a New Year's Eve party. The caption reads, "It's another year with my family who truly loves me." His friends start liking the post. T

"Why would you.. " he asked but I wasn't listening anymore. I snatched his phone from Aunt Gracy but was met with password I wanted to hand it over to him to press his password but he beat me to it by telling me "The password is kejogmet" "okay" I said pressing the password and it unlocked though in my mind, I was surprised. I can remember overhearing NataliesN conversation with Jeanette and Eleanor when Natalie complained Kendall wont tell her his phone's password.

TBC. it's short and I know the next will be longer only on two conditions... 1: 10 shares or more 2: don't type "next pls" type meaningful comments.. thanks fety grace heart you all

I laughed slightly, “I’m not much of a club person. I’m only here because she asked me to be.” He smiled as if he understood what I meant. I wasn’t sure if he could understand my reasoning but then he shocked me even more. “I’m not much of a party person either. In fact I'm more of a homebody.” That was quite interesting considering he was a public figure, which required him to be social and always out at parties. He looked at me with a smile then said, “I’m sorry. How rude of me. I’m Jayce and you are?” He extended his hand and waited patiently for me to respond. I smiled then extended my hand and said, “Alexa Pharis.” “Alexa, that’s a beautiful, unique name.”

A back up unit. I faced him. What should we have backup on? he gazed at me with something in his eyes. To you. I held my breath. Have they got a spare? “No.” He drew a breath. They created a failsafe. One of you that would not fight. That would not call into question anything. This would be used to replace you in case you failed, in case you ever went rogue. I moved nearer. My image was undecided in a mirror. Suddenly the light within the pedestal burst into flame.

“Keeps things feeling normal.” On the floor, Jared stirred, blinking awake. “You okay?” he asked, voice rough. “Fine,” she said. “How’s the splice?” He held up the half‑finished relay—two ugly salvaged pieces welded into something that would, with luck, route a few more people through a blind corridor before Siren noticed. “Stable,” he said. “For junk.” His eyes searched her face as if trying to read the gaps. She looked away first. “Good,” she said. “We’ll need it. Mother’s shifting traffic after the last hits.”

Gem spits while standing beside mom who is shaking "Haahaa oh yeah we can see you need breaking in, well don't worry cheery pie there's plenty of us whos willing to oblige, and as for this chocolate muffin," he says nodding to mom "well i don't usually like them older but Mmmmm i think ill have a bite of this one",