Sphere Novels & Stories

I'm sorry. Idk wat I was thinking. Pliz talk 2 me. Genesis pliz. How long re u going 2 ignore?? How can u be such a bitch to me after everything u put thru?! I still ve dat video u know!!! Okay I will delete the video but pliz give me another chance..... Santiago's endless texts go from remorseful to anger and then back to being remorseful. I haven't responded to a single one of them. I have nothing to say to him, actually I do but none of it is what he wants to hear.

Her swollen bud quivered at his touch, and Trent gasped. "Fuck, I'm coming." Darren sucked at her nub, pinching it with his lips, and she shattered. He even felt it through their bond. It blew him away.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

She could’ve made it to the door unnoticed if they were humans, Kimberly thought to herself feeling slightly annoyed. “Sweetie, I know you must be hungry. I made…” “I need some fresh air.” Kimberly said, cutting her off. This made Christine really sad, Kimberly could see it. She was a bit touched and had wanted to immediately apologize, but she had to keep up her act. “O-okay. Go ahead.” Christine quietly said and turned around, returning back to the kitchen. # “Hello?” Alan answered his phone after two rings. “Hello, beta Alan. This is beta Donald from the white moon pack.”

Fix all the broken things around the pack lands and removing all the rubble and broken trees. More importantly we spent it helping the families that had lost someone and supporting those that had lost their mate as that was one of the hardest things to ever having to deal with, literally loosing the other part of your soul, no one could ever fully recover from that and most chose not to stay in this world.

He reached and picked out ome, lifting it in all direction. "That's a DX-448, real demon, all the way from Germany brother, tough to handle, so watch your step." "It's a little to big, I need something light, unnoticeable, you know what I mean" "Come with me, I've got just what you need" Steel said stroking his beard unknowingly removing a wool that had been stuck ever since Tom got there. Tom and and Still walked in the poorly lighted room that smelled of rotten animal, the strong odor of green flakes lingered in air.

I replied Leo nodded, "Me too. I don't know what I would do if they didn't. They both kinda need a friend. Eve is tight with Keri and all but Keri and Sally are always together and Eve feels like a third wheel. Layla is a tomboy and needs someone to help her with all this girl stuff. Especially since she lives with us and not mom now" "What's your Mom like?" I asked

Could it be connected to the task Haverstone had mentioned in the letter? Placing the letter carefully on the desk, she returned to the globe. This time, she reached out with a sense of determination rather than hesitation. Her fingers brushed the surface lightly, and the globe began to rotate of its own accord. The symbols glowed faintly, casting an ethereal light across the room. It spun faster and faster before halting abruptly, one particular symbol facing her directly. It resembled an interlocking series of triangles encased in a circle.

Her eyes light up and she grabs it eagerly. George looks at the sphere in Celine’s hands, which was roughly fifteen centimetres in diameter, and seems to have three layers of delicate filigree which float inside each other with nothing seeming to support them. In the centre was a floating perfect sphere of red crystal that was glowing brightly.

The Moonstone Summit stood silent beneath the obsidian sky, shrouded in an eerie tension that clung to every leaf, every breeze. A crescent moon bled silver light upon the clearing where Kael and Luna stood, surrounded by the High Council and the sacred witnesses of the Pack Realms. This was the arena of reckoning—the ancient trial where bloodlines were tested, bonds broken or affirmed, and destinies rewritten.