Sphere Novels & Stories

ari said. "Oh really did you see any food here" I asked looking around. " Yes there's food , fruit actually there" Aria said pointing at the tree with purple flowers. " You must be kidding me right, can't you see it's just leaves" I said getting annoyed. " I can't see any fruit either cause I'm hungry too" Elia added. " Seriously Elia don't tell me you're hungry too" I said. " I am" Elia said rubbing her stomach.

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

" He said. I was not ready for that. I was still getting use to the idea of being alone. I still need to heal. "My name Shunshine. I'm not really interested in getting to know anyone right now." I said. "Can't blame a brother for trying." He replied back with a smile. I almost gave in. He hand me a business call and told me to call him if i change my mind. i looked at the card and saw that he was a mr. fix it man. He fixed on houses and appliances.

Maze nodded once again. "Thank you, Kristoff. But I have to tell you that you're wrong. Though, it's true that Patient P exhibits most of the symptoms for each type. He still has a distinct symptom that you neglected." Maze explained and I can see Kristoff a bit confused and he looked at Mac who uttered, 'You're wrong.' before shrugging his shoulders so he had no choice but to nod and sit down. "Who else wants to answer?"

This bar is completely different. "The table is in the name of Ace Morin," Ace said to a female waitress who greeted him at the entrance. The waitress had now signaled Ace and Jazlyn to follow her. The waitress has led the two of them to one of the tables in the outdoor area. It was clear that the sky was showing its blue color. Jazlyn is now sitting on the sofa next to Ace Morin. The man had now ordered drinks and snacks that he longed to enjoy. "Is this a cinema? Why is there a TV screen there?" asked Jazlyn, pointing to the tv screen right in front of her. There is only one sofa in the outdoor. So, Jazlyn had no choice but to sit next to Ace Morin.

When they adjusted, my gaze settled on a wide workout area, riddled with various exercise equipment and the ample number of people using them. Seems Fletcher’s was a big hit. My eyes skipped over the clean,wide space, complete with a wall of mirrors on one side and well adjusted people running, lifting, and pushing about. She was here? Where was Seth? “Hey buddy!” I heard a familiar, annoying voice call out and I turned. Seth approached, a wide smile on his face, his shoulder length blond hair was pulled back into a bun and he had the beginnings of an impressive black eye forming on his right eye

Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

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Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

Mathias came back in with some beers and sausage rolls. Rasmus came back fairly shortly, and I had to resist the urge to jump up and greet him. What is wrong with me? He approached me on the sofa and showed me a tub in his hand. “This contains medical grade silicone. It should help prevent a scar forming whilst helping the wound heal quicker” He explained. “Thank you” I took the tub from him, turning it in my fingers to take a look. Rasmus huffed and I looked up at him.