Synopsis Stories Novels & Stories

I gulped hard as I peddled my way to the creek, greeting some of the townsfolk on the way when I got stopped by Mrs Maisel, another fanatic of the supernatural. “I heard you’ve been hanging around Monsoon Creek Rory,” She said whilst trying to crack a nut with her fingers, the woman was a nutcase, “You better be careful. Werewolves and Vampires are looking to prey on a beautiful soft lass as yourself.” I rolled my eyes in disbelief, “Wolves, Vampires and whatnot don’t exist Mrs Maisel. I’m pretty sure it’s just a cooked up story by some story tellers from your—

Beta Ravi smiled back, fully embracing the joyous occasion ahead. He walked away, anticipation building for the upcoming celebration. Amidst the pack, a mini-feast was prepared to celebrate these positive developments. Alpha Dante stood before the pack members, his voice filled with joy and a sense of unity. "Dear pack," he announced, "Ruby and I are expecting an unborn child, a symbol of the unity between our worlds." The pack burst into celebrations, their joy overwhelming as they embraced the hope for a harmonious future. The unborn child became a beacon of reconciliation, shining brightly.

Photographs covered the walls portraits of strangers caught mid-smile, moments of stillness, and little stories told without words. “Wow,” I breathed. “It’s beautiful.” Ethan shrugged lightly. “It’s just life through a lens.” He motioned toward a chair near the window. “Sit. Want coffee? Or tea?” “Coffee’s fine,” I said, and he disappeared for a moment, returning with two steaming cups. When I took the first sip, he leaned against the table across from me and asked, “So, how’s your story going now?” I smiled. “Better, actually. The words are finally moving again.”

"Used to be. Gave it up when the stories started costing more than they were worth." That answer carried weight, the kind that invited questions but also warned against them. I set the mug on the low table in front of me and leaned forward slightly. "What kind of stories?" "The kind that get people hurt when they come out wrong. Or when they don't come out at all." I felt a flicker of recognition then, something tugging at the back of my mind like a half-remembered name. "You sound like someone who has been burned by the industry."

Brownies. I haven’t seen any of them. And here were four. Gods, they were so cute. Reaching my knees in their high. Brownies were a bit chubby, with small button noses and warm brown eyes. Two bearded males and two females. Looking in human’s 40’. They were more like spirits of the house, not quite living creatures. Their magic was strong and let them properly do their purpose. “My lady.” one of the females gasped, seeing me. And the rest followed and bowed before vanishing.

I don't fully understand, but I think the house is the only thing that has colors. We continued talking about what just happened, but neither of us had a clue about why everything just suddenly gained colors. After all these years, why did this happen only now? After we ate, I washed the dishes while Aunt Autumn took a bath. Being alone with my thoughts really isn't going to help me understand what just happened. No matter how much I think about it, I can't understand an illness I know absolutely nothing about. While I wiped my hands right after washing the dishes, I could see an incoming call on my phone. It was Crimson.

His face is even more puzzled. If you’re wondering how casual currently we are, even though we ended last night on an awkward note, well… I explained it. Usually, in stories, they just skip to the next day/ chapter as if nothing happened, but NO. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. How I wish it was. I have to thoroughly explain EVERYTHING. Even the finger-partner part. Good heavens, they don’t know about that! Why? IT’S BECAUSE THEY DON’T DO IT! I can’t believe it. They go straight to the point; no foreplay! What a sad world this is…

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

He went out and left, she was left alone in the room, she looked at herself in the mirror and said to herself: -No, no Ruben this you are going to pay me back, and you are going to marry me, even if you don't want to. Then she left and went home, time went by and Ruben had decided to pick her up, take her to the motel and leave her, he was becoming more and more violent. So Lidia expected to be pregnant every month, but this did not happen, she had her plan, until one day she took a quick test and if she was pregnant, when she realized she was laughing out loud, jumping for joy, for the moment she did not say anything to anyone, she continued the next month and one day Ruben went for her, wh