Spinner X Novels & Stories

Different from the fear, the loneliness, the despair, the pain and the agony. This one felt right, like it had always been there waiting to be unlocked. He licked his lips raking his teeth through the lower lip. Spade's eyes zeroed in on that single action, as he felt his hands twitch beside him but that was not the only thing that twitched. It was only for a second but he felt it, his third leg, twitched. It was almost not noticeable but he noticed it, he felt it and it made him swallow and almost stumble back but he kept his comportment.

The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather. The underground brought forth money from the production of a white powder. The underground? It was a crack house. X-habit's main aim was to keep the money rolling in, Kaching! Kaching! In hard, hard currency. But somehow other benefits accompanied the money. Fame was one, Power was another. Chase Motors, a car manufacturing and selling company which was owned by Steven was one of the entities the money brewed. Sage Hotels and Suites was another. Baron Sage owned this one. It was one of the famous hotels in the state and was still rising to greater

When he calmed down again, he went right back to business: “I’ve brought wheke ropes from the south to make sure we don’t get separated and we can find our way back to the entrance. I also brought these.” Aki stared at what Sasha was handing her. It looked like a miner’s helmet but instead of a headlamp of Everlite, it was fitted with something completely different: a multi-colored pinwheel. “What’s THAT?” “I invented this myself. Behind the pinwheel there’s a vibratile element that constantly engages with the eyelets of the wheel. It emits a steady clicking sound. Of course without your constant breeze it wouldn’t work.” “What do we need to wear this for?”

Louis Reginald Sparks, twenty-seven-year-old vocalist of the band Run Up My Galaxy, charming and a minion of fate, like any normal person, loved surprises. In fact, I used to love it. His younger brother Tom is too. However, the surprises presented by their common beloved woman with the gentle nickname Kitsune sometimes made them pretty nervous.

He wondered if he was letting down on the job. Losing his grip. Then he started hearing Sonny Boy wailing in the Dungeon on the level below. Shroud was pissed about something. What was it? TransMobile? What the fuck? Ten minutes till quitting time. The control box on the arm of the electric swivel chair enabled Dink to speed up or slow down. He checked the rate at which he was spinning—thirty-five revolutions per minute. That was fast. He was spinning double-time. But Dink couldn’t slow down.

What's wrong with Shin? * To Be Continued *

I mutter in response as I tap on the message I sent to myself from Mum’s phone. It leads me a to a pretty small webpage with a spin the wheel button, hesitating, I click on it and the wheel spins for a few seconds before stopping on “Nothing.” The wheel has five options, “Nothing”, “Spin again”, “Skincare coupon”, “Mc Donald Coupon”, and the apparent jackpot, “All-expense paid trip to an Island”. And you unfortunately get one spin. I close the page, return back there again and retry, end up on nothing again.

Jacob flung himself onto the soft sofa in his living room, impatiently. In his hand was the cell phone that he kept gripping with annoyance. "Damn it!" he cursed impatiently. I don't know how many times he had tried to contact the person who should be in charge of some of the final projects he was working on. Jacob was supposed to be in charge, but the final approval was in the hands of Bryan, the head of the RoseGold group. As long as Bryan was in charge, Jacob couldn't do much. He has to wait and wait for his business to run smoothly.

Anxiety always rises to the surface before any other emotion. Suddenly, the screeching sound of tires reached my ears, and I looked up to see a yellow car with two black stripes pulling into the parking lot. Hayden emerged from the vehicle, wearing sunglasses and allowing his hair to flow freely. It appeared more voluminous today, resembling fluffy clouds atop his head. Donning a black hoodie and black basketball shorts, he sported black sneakers as well. Engrossed in a phone call, he looked up and immediately locked eyes with me, causing me to avert my gaze instantly.

She grinned and stepped back, motioning to the canvas below her feet “Step into my office” Like a zombie, I obeyed, stripping off my jacket and shirt first before climbing through the ropes Inside, I stared across at my soulmate, who was clenching and un-clenching her fists and grinning rather wickedly. “What now?” I asked although I already knew. “Now, you spar with me and if you win, I’ll do more than give you my number” she paused and smiled at me “I’ll go home with you” Dimly, I heard Seth call out to me, his voice panicked “don’t do it bro! She’ll rip you to shreds and that’s just putting it lightly”