Sub Drop Novels & Stories

"Listen, you pathetic thief. I never want to set my eyes on you again. From this moment, I have just one daughter. Chloe. You don't exist to me. No daughter of mine would stoop so low, disgracing me in public over some unsure man." Is Daddy really disowning me? Just like that. How could he be so insensitive? He wouldn't even listen to me. "Now go in there," He points to my room upstairs, gather your belongings, and get out of my house; I can't live with a despicable creature like you." He pauses. If only you'd died alongside your mother."

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

Its leave-less branches is bent in a way that provides some kind of shade on a big hole in the ground. I squint my eyes to help clear my vision and move slowly towards the hole and that's when I see it too. ********************************

"New friend?" Roy gripped the umbrella tightly as the wind sped up, showering him with drizzles. "Sasha Dahl of the Literature Department." Roy's straight cut answer didn't suppress Ken's curiosity. Ken pondered about the blonde beauty and shifted close to Roy, bumping umbrellas. "You mean the beauty of the Literature Department? Wow! Introduce me to her!" Roy pushed Ken's elbow and grumbled at Ken's lecherous tone. Soon the huge gates of Evergreen's Main Entrance came to vision―the boys fastened their steps to get inside―even though they were half wet from the windy drizzling.

'Well done, Rick,' I thought proudly. Just then, Damian walked back into the room. I quickly locked my phone and held it close to my chest like it was my baby. With it cradled in my arms, I fell asleep. *** Hugo's awful grades became a huge problem after the high school entrance exams. Damian was losing it, scrambling to pull strings and get Hugo into a decent school—without spending too much, of course. I casually mentioned the situation to Caleb and Betty, knowing it would set something off.

That’s a long drop. Gabriel shot out another beam of light into the volcano and created what looked like a long piece of wood. “Now children, only 3 of you will move on from this trial. I don’t like there being so many of you so I’m going to eliminate one of you. Cross this makeshift bridge and try not to fall in. Now chop chop!” He cackled, again. This guy is getting on my last nerve.

Each session felt soothing, and I began to notice positive changes within myself. I tried to remain optimistic. The support from my father, Luna Maria, and especially Zara and Zoya, gave me renewed strength. They were always in my heart, bringing laughter and joy that made me feel better. Under the glow of the full moon casting soft light, I sat on the porch, surrounded by the fragrant aroma of night flowers. The sounds of crickets and the night breeze provided a natural, soothing rhythm. In this moment, I reflected on all I had been through—struggles, sadness, and finally, hope that began to grow within me.

ZURI POV "Please stand as we move to the next round. Vaals, Glortinon, blue. Peulo, Kea, red. Earth, Cok, yellow. Frole, Hassin, orange. Makskin, Bronkark, Shikaz, green. Please take your seats your second course will be gund bread," the male announcer says with his amplified voice and we stand up.

I said to him as I stood up, a clear indication that is it was time for him to go. He gave a sigh as he stood up putting his hands in his pocket standing proud. Knowing that I would disagree with him no matter what he said he wished me good night and made a move to go, but just after one step he stopped, he turned back to me as he dropped the box on my table, I was confused as to what he was doing, but he cleared my confusion as he said "I know it might be sudden and you feel overwhelmed, so am going to drop this here when you calm down, you know what to do with it."

The Moon Goddess did not appear again since as She said that was Her last, even so, they still have the seed of moonlight that She left them that they will cultivate and pass on to those who will be next in their blood. Several rainy seasons and summers passed; the weeks, months, and years flew fast, the little seed has finally become a fruit and its grace to the Cohens is a unique ability that will be theirs. And as a tribute to their mother who gave them, the sacred moonlight that resides in them, they called it... "Moon Drip".