Sticks And Stones Saying Novels & Stories

I trip on the broken off half of the stick and go tumbling to the ground with a big thump. "Just because I let you get a hit on me doesn't mean anything, you ninny pickin' speckled lizard licker!", I spout off for the last time while I sit up and catch my breath. "And don't you ever let me catch you saying things like that about an innocent man again! Do you hear me, you great big bag of stinky potpourri?"

Marco asked the man keenly before him. "Y-Yes, it's a young man. We haven't seen h-his face clearly but he said that if we don't give him one of the evil s-stone we have, he won't stop the disaster." The man said. Once the word evil stone fell on everyone's ear the whispers got louder. "But we d-don't possess any evil stones." The man continued and coughed harshly. His coughing sounded extremely painful. What? Evil stone? Where did this evil stone come from? Is it the missing black stone? But he just said they don't possess any evil stone.

Me: Hey Vic, are you coming to the pool party that I don’t remember planning? Vic: FUCK YOU NEMESIS. I don’t ever want to hear from you again. Me: Wow. What happened, Vic? Vic: Are you serious right now? You don’t remember what you did at the party a couple of weeks ago? Are you really that stupid? Me: I have no idea what you’re talking about, Vic.

The loud bang frightened everyone so much that they shuddered. As the crowd watched on with judgment, Yafe glared at Liam and bellowed, "Shut your damn mouth, Liam! You have no place to speak here. Get the hell out of here now! This is the family dinner for us, the Stones. You have no right to be here."

Yeah, that might be the most poetic way to die for a mafia guy. “Yes” I replied honestly. “Years ago, there was a time when the Marbles were determined to wipe out the Sticks. I was on my wit’s end so I thought of a truce,” he started. I’ve heard about the truce but why bring it up now? “You are the truce” he declared.

"It isn't. I don't have any affection for you. I just really need it." I punched him. "What do you think of me clothesline ?!" he just laughed. "He's here. You should shut up." I stared at him before I faced him. Damn, we're away. I saw the headmaster walking towards the podium. He sneezed first before speaking. "News has broken. The stone from district one has been stolen." We all sighed at what the headmaster said. "Stone as in the Trait Stone?" I asked the one next to me. "Yes." I turned to him. "You knew?" he nodded.

“Testing.” “Yes,” Victor said. “Listening.” My gaze snapped back to the woods. They looked the same as always. Quiet. Patient. “How long?” I asked. Victor shook his head. “Hard to say. Long enough to know what they were doing.” That settled cold in my gut. Luz shifted closer to the stone and closed his eyes. The air around him felt dense, like humidity before a storm. “The stones here are anchors,” he said, voice measured. “Not walls. They respond to intent. To thresholds. To invitation.” While this seemed to make sense to him, I had no idea what he was saying.

"Yiie~ Destiny~" Dice fell into silence when Stone slammed the bottle loudly in the table making them to look at his gloomy face. "I gotta go." And Stone exits without saying any words. Mayk frown. "Do he have a problem?" Dice shrug while Ian fix his glasses. "I have a guess..." Mayk and Dice instantly turned their head at him. "But I won't spill." Dice roll his eyes and wince like a kid. "Ugh! I can smell gossip but the smart ass won't spill it!"

Voices rose—not in protest, but excitement. The punches came fast after that. Fists. Boots. Elbows. James curled instinctively, arms over his head, but they didn’t stop. Someone kicked him in the back. Another drove a knee into his stomach. Pain layered over pain until it stopped feeling individual and became one consuming force. Stone crouched beside him briefly. “This is what stones do,” he said calmly. “We crush.” James tried to speak. Blood filled his mouth, warm and metallic. His vision blurred.

“I feel much better, I think I am coming down on something I don’t know.” “We stay a few minutes and then leave,” I say as I look at our fathers as they all drink, cheering with the small circle they stand with chatting. So today was all about introducing the stones to the world. And I am sure that now that it's out there, people will give them up to them and there won't be stopping them. They are going to be doing their evil ways in the name of a new world. And then Edward, Dean’s father, stumbles as he falls to his knees, everyone gasping and quieting as we all look.