Terry Library Novels & Stories

Terry came up beside me, his case flung over his shoulder as if he were a schoolboy again, one of the popular ones. “He’s not wrong, Ash.” Terry tells me, “Someday, you’ll want to settle down, and I’ve met Hailie; you could definitely do worse.” I nudged his arm playfully as we went towards the door. Terry opened it right when my phone rang; it was Hailie, “Speak of the angel.” He cooed. I shushed him, then answered the phone,

"That was pathetic." I turn. Terry is standing in the doorway. His arms are crossed. His jaw is tight. "Excuse me?" I say. "You heard me." He steps into the room. "You stood there and let him flirt with you." "I told him I wasn't interested." "After he practically begged you." He laughs, but there's no warmth. "You could have shut him down the second he walked in. You didn't." "I did shut him down—" "You let him talk. You let him look at you. You let him—" He stops. Gestures at me. "You stand there in that outfit and you wonder why men won't leave you alone."

"I want everything the Wheelers own and your right arm." Terry’s expression darkened, and a murderous intent was clear. Alain stepped forward, placing himself between Eden and Terry. Eden pushed him aside and continued to glare at Terry, her expression unchanged. After a minute, Terry’s aura softened, and he rubbed his forehead. "Give me a few days. I’ll discuss this with my family and get back to you soon." Terry had originally planned to send someone to steal the Bloodgod Herb after the auction. But upon arrival, he saw the men from the Millers, Moores, and Hughes already there.

" well you see when I made the library I left a bit of consciousness in there so it can be flexible so if I where to absorb that ..." " I see all your memories would be restored but what if your powers ?" Terry added. " with my complete memories I could easily regain all my power's by snapping my fingers " " so?"Terry asked " so what?" Jack replied. " come on man it's time to end your journey let's goooo" he said as he raised his fist in the air . " waoh chill Man I have no idea where it is or how to get there and Argust won't tell me because I apparently told him he'd forget how to go if anything happened to me " . Terry slid his hand over his face and sighed .

After dinner, Terrence took me to a library. I don’t know why Terrence suddenly took me to the library. I asked again a little later. Terrence had lowered a book, and the bookshelf opened. I was stunned for a moment. “There are many books of knowledge of ancient things here,” said Terrence. “Perhaps you will gain a lot of knowledge about the book here.” “But mom said earlier that I am indeed a descendant of the Crescent Scarlet Kingdom.” I sighed.

I barked at Gaia, though I didn't wait to see if she complied before shimmying out of my pants. But she never did turn, a slight blush coloring her cheeks before she averted her eyes. I couldn't bring myself to care about modesty right now. All that mattered was getting to the priestess before she left. Whatever had brought her here, it had to be important. And if the Moon Goddess had any mercy left to spare, maybe—just maybe—there was a chance for me after all. I burst into the library and found Old Terrence sitting behind his desk, his weathered face barely visible beneath the folds of his cloak.

(Terry) “...Gold mine~….Looks like we need a new plan, if all of the Warehouse were like this…” It was marvellous sight to see right in front of my eyes, As soon as Terry open the warehouse door, as far as I can see, it was a mountains of boxes, stacking up to the ceiling, crate on top of crates, which all label as Firearms, ammunitions, explosives, vest. All weapons related stuff were piled up in this warehouse, Terry has now find a closure to his issues, as for me, I felt some relief off my shoulders.

Crimson watched as I carried the chair in and set it beside her, "I'm going to join you in watching the egg for a while until Terry gets back." Crimson smiled, "I'd like that. But aren't you still tired?" "Only a little. I'd rather spend some time with you, though." Crimson and I then both sat down and started talking. While we were enjoying a conversation, Terry was just arriving at the public library. When Terry walked into the building, he stopped in his tracks for a moment when he saw the size of the library, "How am I meant to find a book on eggs in here? It's like a needle in a haystack."

"Yeah, I guess so. Let's see what you've got." Terry smiled and led the way down the hall and around the corner. He turned the knob on the door to three-twenty and stepped inside, holding the door. Sally followed him and looked around the apartment. The door shut behind her. "Don't you lock it?" "What? The door? Naw, what for?" "Well, robbers, rapists or worse." "I guess I just never got in the habit. Where I come from, there's no need really." Terry put the box down on the kitchen counter.

Since Red Diamonds was our favorite club to hang out at, both me and Allie were quite familiar with Terry who just so happened to have his shift almost every time we come here. Terry, although his real name was something else but apparently he didn't like it since he thought it wasn't as cool as his personality (his words, not mine), was in his early 20s, studying photography and in his sophomore year. He had blonde hair with green eyes and a friendly air around him that made you want to talk to him. However, there were some instances when he tried to get a little too friendly with his cool suggestive innuendos that made me want to whack him upside his head. But apart from that, Terry was a