Stanley X Zero Novels & Stories

There was a dragon tattooed down his whole back. Looked so lifelike. I was half expecting it to start moving. My eyes trailed further down to his lower back, where the letters S.I.X were inscribed. So wait six isn't actually a number, but an acronym? He turned slightly, enough for me to get a view of his front, but not for him to see me standing there.

I patted his little head and ruffled his hair a little. I dropped my bag and provided a granola bar which I handed over to him. "Thank you,” he said full of smiles. I smiled back in return and nodded twice. "I'm Wayne,” Black dude said and extended his hand for a shake. "I'm Richard,” said taking his hand, “Richard Williams of the United States Special Forces at your service" I added military like, standing at attention. A gasp escaped Nick's mouth as he looked at me with surprise written all over his face. Yeah, the show wasn’t necessary, but I felt a necessity to make the environment more fun.

He threatened coldly, as his hands pressed down to shut her mouth. With his weight pressing hard on the poor girl, Steven brutally yanked her gown to expose the fresh looking young skin he’d been dreaming to touch. He trailed his large fingers across Sasha’s skin while she kept on struggling to save herself. Tears of anger and helplessness threatened to blur her visions as she felt her body giving up the fight.. ~~~ Zain strolled down to the kitchen and took out a bottle water from the fridge. He gulped down the cool liquid to almost half the bottle. Overnight studying was never easy for him. It feels like all the liquid in his body has completely dried up.

*I'm ready to leave. His reply came back in under a minute. *Say the word and I'll have a car there within the hour. Are you safe right now?* *Yes. I just need to be gone before they're back.* *Then get your things. I'll meet you halfway.* An hour later, a black SUV pulled up to the estate. I paused at the door, one hand on the frame. Let them think I burned with it. Let them wonder if I made it out—or if the guilt finally swallowed me whole. Either way, Veronica Stanton would be dead by morning.