Text Novels & Stories

And like that, we were in front of my quarters at the east end of the long walkway. “Let’s get in,” he said. “Wow, a huge flat screen television, and is that a game console?” he asked, with a hint of excitement. “Yeah, it is a Playbox series R pro infinity edition” “What the heck is that!? What type of naming sense is that?” he replied, laughing hysterically. “Okay now, let’s get to class”. Then he said; “System, take us to the realm of infinity.”

My mind shifted it's focus to an article that I had read on social media earlier today, Twitter to be precise. It was about the multi Billionaire CEO of Sparta Enterprises, named Simon Lawson. Apparently, he was getting married in a few days, to some mystery girl that no one had any idea about. When the media asked him for his reason for keeping the identity of the girl he was getting married to a secret, his response, was that he just didn't want people harrassing her. It was a sweet response, that made me smile when I read it; how sweet of him.

POV Ruby Trigger Warning talk and illustration of abuse I can't believe that this is happening! How did he know that we were here?! A million thoughts raced through my brain as everyone turned to look at me. I looked at Mac and Scarlett and they nodded. Cassy leaned in and rubbed my back. I looked down and sighed with relief to see a new text from Cerise in response to the one I had just sent her.

One week Later Cassidy's POV I watched Starr move sitting on the chair as she continued to the blow air into the balloon. "Babe I said I wanted a pink one," I pointed out and she held onto the mouth of the balloon removing it from her lips. "Isn't this pink?" She asked and I smiled "Baby that's red," Jason pointed out amused walking over to us and she frowned looking down at the balloon. "Okay I think you're losing too much oxygen," I told her smiling removing the balloon from her hands making her laugh.

Fix all the broken things around the pack lands and removing all the rubble and broken trees. More importantly we spent it helping the families that had lost someone and supporting those that had lost their mate as that was one of the hardest things to ever having to deal with, literally loosing the other part of your soul, no one could ever fully recover from that and most chose not to stay in this world.

I explained. "Oh, okay. Sorry for that." He opened the gate and lead us in. "Real tragic case here, Huh?" I looked at him. "Yup." "Well, I'll leave you pro's here." And with that he left. "Honey. Look." I looked at Chain. "What?" He gave me a piece of paper. I looked at it. 'aiyrg kwiybwr -Acros' "The hell is this?" I asked him. "Looks like a kid's scribble... Since you know, We are at a park." I said with a hint of sarcasm.

Few minutes later, a beep came from Alex phone. Alex grabbed his phone quickly not containing his excitement. "Oh Jojo, I got my first match, and look, she's texted." He went quickly to see her Display picture, but he couldn't see her face probably because she was looking up at the sky and had huge sun glasses on, but Alex could tell she was really beautiful and the killer body she had made him even more satisfied. "Oh Jojo, this is it, I have scored. Cupid really favoured me. What's her name... Amanda Walters." A smirk slowly growed on his face. "Well, hello Amanda."

It's from Monika. *How is your little peanut doing?* She texts. This little whore did not! ... (to be continued)

a vampire, whom he sensed was Lukas, greeted in an extremely weird language. "Ru kurzewa luc ya fi. Gor kema Flixus. Cari oxi weid volix drax blű favorix. Lokes gan la nus blű?" Flixus asked raising an eyebrow. "Whoops! Great communication system you've got there Lukas and Flixus. Great!" Mario said, applauding and then continued, "Lukas is greeting you Nick. He said: 'Hey! How are you? My name is Lukas.'

“Are you okay?” “Yeah. That arrow wound is still bothering me,” he admits, motioning to the area. The way his breath shudders, his limbs quivering...I’m starting to panic. “Let me see” I murmur. With my help, we lift the hem of his shirt, not just revealing his well-muscled torso, but also a horrific wound of festering flesh that has turned obsidian black, seeping with blood. “Time, that’s really not good.”