Straight Stories Novels & Stories

she said. “I thought that it wouldn’t be as busy as it was in San Francisco but its crazy busy as well. I think people in this country care more about political drama than anything else. Eighty-nine percent of the news content is just politics, politics, politics. I am yet to decide if that’s a good thing or not….” “How about your co-workers,were they friendly?” Her mother asked. “Yes, everyone was friendly,” She lied. Natasha knew that telling her mother about the antagonistic and villain-like Luyando would only make her have unnecessary worries. “I know it’s just the first day but I think people aren’t as scheming as they were back home.”

Black's POV I somehow ended up in this awkward situation. Earlier today, I heard Scarlet and Crimson talking about something private. They mentioned something about Scarlet spending the night in Crimson's place, and somehow, I was forced to tag along with them. "Just place your stuff anywhere." Crimson said as he started stripping. Scarlet threw her bag at Crimson's head. "Don't just start stripping out of nowhere!" She exclaimed with a flustered expression on her face. "Geez, fine!" Crimson begrudgingly went to his room.

No inappropriate implications, no suggestive subtext, no messy drama—only an ordinary family encountering trouble, solving it rationally, protecting each other, and living well. This is the most real, decent, and precious life.

However, over time, I did start to miss home. I was surprised; I hadn’t expected Jace to notice. “But will the others agree? “Most of the pack is from the South. Many of them ended up here with no choice. “It’s time to go home. “And… I want to go back there with you.” The sincerity in his eyes moved me. Not long after, the pack set out for the South. I only told a few close friends I was returning. But on the day I arrived at the port, I saw Leon.

I said, trying to stall them. "Hmmm. I guess we'll just have to try." Leah smirked, giving Hayley a go ahead. Just as she tried to stab me with it, I stayed still and shut my eyes, anticipating the pain. I envisioned myself standing still in an empty void, everywhere white. I was ready, if this was how my story was to come to an end, that's fine.

so we're out of the 'I'm married' finally, you also admitted that you're single haha ​​you ha I really love you The day passed, tomorrow is baby Phoebe's birthday. In one day my contract with miss Stacey's team will end. Just one more exam, I'm in my fourth year. Mama and I are fine somehow. The only problem is, we still can't tell each other our secrets. I also waited several weeks for him to tell me the story first. But it seems like he too, is just waiting for me to be the first to tell the story. So today, I was absent to visit him again. Because for the next few days, I'm busy with studies and work. I watched him water his plants and flowers in his vast green house.

AMARACHI (Amarachi Edwards) "This is the fifth school you're rejecting today." my mum said. She looked really frustrated and stressed. My mum is a single parent. My Dad died when I was still a little child. We just recently relocated from our former house so I had to change school.

Grace looked uncomfortably between Lisa and Orion as her neighbour flared at the man in front of her. Despite the intense stare, Lisa threw Orion’s way, the latter didn't seem to be bothered a bit. Instead, Grace was left startled by the way he grinned at Lisa. Lisa huffed before blowing her hair off her face and stood tall on Grace's side. Grace felt bad for Lisa, she had just arrived and was still in her long black coat and white pants and boots, her feet must be hurting.

Her husband ran out just as her pursuer pulled up,jumped from his car and yelled:'Lady,there's A MAN WITH A KNIFE HIDING IN YOUR BACKSEAT! I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

In a strike, he had succeeded in annihilating every competing he had in the family. At the end of the day,I reached out to Mr. A, he helped us influence the story as it was told by the media. It was reported as a fire incident at a wedding. As we did all these, I wondered what would happen if we, my family someday find ourselves in a mess such as this. The heart of man is dark and bitter, it is even more so in the life we chose.