Tattle Tongue Novels & Stories

“What’s the matter, sweetheart? Can’t think of a comeback? Cat got your tongue?” A soft, mocking laugh escaped her lips, thin, sharp, meant to slice, each note savoring the pain she was intent on delivering. Then, her voice dipped, low and filthy, carrying a whisper that curled through the air. “Or…” she dragged the word out, letting it hum between us, “…did Caesar already put that tongue to use this morning?”

He murmured as he looked at the message that just came through his phone. Toad: You home yet? Molly: I am. Have a sad devil on my lap. WTH???? T: Riff thinks he’s too old for her M: Just now decided this? T: Woman at the radio station caused issues T: Taz caught her trying to show him her tits. He was oblivious T: She called him Taz’s dad and he flipped. Taz was to upset over the tits to notice M: Both are upset over different things and to upset with each other to talk

There was a short pause, and Tellan looked at her shirt again; his eyes were on the black letters that spelled ZAGAFF. “So… I gotta ask,” Tellan said. “That word on your shirt… Zagaff. What does it mean? It looks cool, but I’ve never heard it before.” Kamala leaned forward a bit, as if she was ready for that question. “Oh, that?” she said normally. “It’s a word from an old language. Tshivenda, I think. It means strength in silence or something like that. I just liked how it looked… and what it stood for.”

"And by the next day you would be too busy hanging a nurse over to remember what's got you so down." Tom arched a brow. "That was not intentional was it?" Tate smiled. "Absolutely not. Complete slip of the tongue." "Slip of the tongue." He repeated with a scoff. "Yes, and you my friend, would be making slip ups just like that by the end of the night." He winked.

Eva's voice dripped with a mixture of admiration and disdain as she addressed Tally, her words laced with a hint of grudging respect. "I have to hand it to you, Tally," she began, her tone measured yet tinged with a trace of irony. "You are undeniably cunning. Every time you orchestrate one of your schemes, you manage to find a blind spot, ensuring that surveillance footage remains useless against you. But I refuse to be ensnared in your trap again!"