Squidward Exhausted Novels & Stories

Charles’s expression turned dark. Susan tugged at his sleeve and stared at him sadly while eagerly waiting for his answer. His silence lasted for a moment before he snapped angrily, “Fine. As you wish, we’re getting divorced.” He then left with Susan, who, despite the tentative look she gave me, still could not hide the delight in her teary eyes. As I watched them disappear behind the corner, I caressed my flat tummy and sighed in relief. Honestly, instead of being sad, I felt relieved.

Marcus turned and walked into his adjacent quarters. The moment the heavy glass doors sealed shut, the Bastion's stoic facade violently collapsed. Marcus grabbed the edge of the chrome sink, his massive shoulders heaving as he coughed. The sound was wet and ragged. He tasted copper. The internal silver splint was holding, but the sheer physical exhaustion of the last three weeks was tearing his muscular structure apart. He was shivering, his skin slick with a freezing, clammy sweat. He looked at his reflection in the hard-light mirror. His dark brown eyes were bloodshot, surrounded by heavy, bruised bags of absolute exhaustion.

-”Braxton. Squall’s voice echoes in my mind, an unsettling presence that can’t be ignored. I take another swig of whiskey, my vision blurring. “What do you want?” I slur, my voice tinged with bitterness. -”This is not the way. You are wasting precious time, drowning your pain. You have a mate and a son to save.”- Squall admonishes, his voice carrying a deep, resonant tone that cuts through the fog of intoxication.

Shrode's neck. "Guh!" Mr. Shrode's eyes widened in disbelief. He tried to scream, but no words came out. In the end, he fell loudly to the ground, his life drained from him.

“I’ll clean up. You should shower—you’ll be late otherwise.” Adrian’s mouth parted, instinctively ready to argue. He wanted to say, I can clean my own dishes. I don’t need you running my life. But the words didn’t come. His body ached from weeks of tension, his mind fogged with exhaustion. So he nodded and retreated to the bathroom. ---

I trailed of going closer to the door. "Your shy." He snickered, before full out laughing. "Really Sophia, I've seen you naked more times than I can count, this should be the least of your worries." I could still hear him quietly laughing in the background, the heat forming in my cheeks was almost unbearable. "But I'm still tired." I made one last attempt to get out of Demetrius' inevitable intentions. "Sophia, get in." He ordered, humor evident in his tone, I let out a ring of inaudible curses before finally reaching for the waistband of my trousers.

Josh pressed, wanting clarity. “Again, I don’t know. I’m completely confused right now, bro. This is all too much for me to handle. I can’t even think straight,” Adrian said, his voice filled with exhaustion. His life was unraveling faster than he could comprehend, and he was beginning to feel like he was drowning in his problems.

How come they have a sea puddle in the center of wherever this was? He wondered as his eyes wandered endlessly scanning the areas for any impending danger but there seemed to be none. It was quiet, too quiet. Then he heard the calm slithering sounds from under the water, one dip was all it took and he was grabbing a squid and biting hungrily into it. Both Alexander and Easton choked at the action, their disgusted faces like a movie displayed on a projector screen. "Oh, wow, he just ate that alive," Easton's voice muffled from pressing against the glass. "Told you he could make sushi out of you."

Arjun asked with a wink making her giggle. "Unfortunately I didn't ask for your hug. And I guess I am tired so getting dizzy since morning" Ishu explained and takes care of the remaining things in the function. "If your function is over, can I get my green tea?" Sid asked Swara as she pouts. "You are making me work all day, Siddharth bhai. You didn't even care about my baby bump?" Swara asked as Sid laughed at her dramatic lines.

The man let out a blood-curdling scream and soon lay dead before Adrian. Having dealt with him, Adrian couldn't shake the peculiar feeling he had. How could the esteemed leader of the Netherites be so weak? Realizing something, he left the beach and sped back to Exasword.