That Corner Novels & Stories

"But you drop me off at the corner. You don't pull into the driveway." Evans grinned, that lopsided, boyish smile that melted my defenses. "Deal. The corner. Like a scandalous secret rendezvous."

“Something like that. But softer. She might not know anything. Or she might know too much. We play it by ear.” We turned the corner and spotted the small gallery tucked between two old buildings. Warm light spilled out onto the wet street. A sign above the door read “Charlotte’s Corner” in simple white letters. My heart beat faster as we pushed the door open. A bell jingled softly. The place smelled of paint and coffee. Canvases covered the walls showing city scenes and portraits full of color and life.

That hits the spot. I eyed the men in the corner and saw a ginger boy standing near the DJ booth. Ooh, he doesn’t look half bad. He looks innocent. I smiled. It looks like I have to corrupt somebody tonight. I kept my gaze on him until he finally looked up at me. He blushed and wandered his eyes around. Aww, so cute. Is he not used to the attention? I went closer to him and leaned against his skinny stature. “What’s a cutie like you huddling the corner like this?”

“ Oh, I know. My pater is obsessed with your pater . ” She scowled. “ I would n’t say hung up, Amara. ” A man frowned at her. I chortled and jounced. “ I ’m Cory. I met your pater on a legionnaire retreat. He’s a hell of a fighter, ” he explained. “ He is. He’s our stylish, ” Mateo replied proudly. “ I do n’t misdoubt it. He’s knocked me on my burro a many times, ” Cory moaned. “ Cory, watch your language in front of the doggy . ” A woman next to him swatted his arm. Lila was n’t interested in any of the exchanges; she was too busy shoving french toast in her mouth. “ Sorry, mute. ” He murmured. I chortled as the woman scowled at him. “ I ’m Amaris. It’s nice to meet you, ” She smiled at me.

The message written under it says. "Us on our first date. Meet me on the corner of Calle Vida Pobre by seven in the evening.” The way the note was composed looked like a command but Cora never saw it as such. She was happy and excited that he showed interest in her and wanted to take her on a date. She folded the note and put it inside her apron, hiding it from Lisa's prying eyes. She didn't want to be discouraged from going on a date with her hottie.

She headed toward the back of the room—toward the dark, unpopulated corner near the terrace doors. The "Pariah’s Corner." The elite of Aethelgard City avoided that corner. It was reserved for the ones who had money but no manners. The disruptors. The dangerous ones. Sitting there, alone in a high-backed velvet chair, was a man. He was nursing a glass of dark whiskey, looking utterly bored by the spectacle. He wore a black tuxedo that strained across broad shoulders, the top button undone, tie missing. His hair was dark brown and slightly unkempt, a stark contrast to the gelled perfection of the other men.

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"Hello, my friends has just been kidnapped." "Kidnapped?" The lady asked alarmed. "Yeah yeah, let me finish. Avenue corner 45, Don Torento has them, he is better to kill them so you better hurry." "Wait, who are-" Amanda cut the call. "Now what?" Elena asked. "Now, we wait... Actually I'm really hungry." "Finally, you hear your tummy talking!" Jason exclaimed walking away. ~~~~~~~ The room was quiet, apart from the distant shouts coming from the men outside. Alex glanced over at Josh, he had his eyes closed and his head faced up to the ceiling. A feeling of Déjà vu rushed through him.

The location of that curl was exactly as she remembered: two centimeters above the occipital bone. He reached the corner of the kindergarten. His figure disappeared around the corner for a second, then reappeared again. He paused at the corner, turning his body slightly toward her. She could see the outline of his left side face. His lips moved, as if he were saying something, but the distance was too great and the wind was too loud for her to hear anything. Then he turned around the corner and disappeared. On the sidewalk, there was only that pink dinosaur left. It lay on its stomach on the stone pavement, its pink rubber surface covered in dust. Its four short legs were stretched toward th

"Starr, did you see which way Diamond went?" Her shoulders slumped, and her smile faded. She didn't bother with words; instead, she pointed to the exit. It took me three steps to reach the door and another one to actually get through it once it was open. There wasn't much activity in the dimly lit parking lot behind Club Swank. With all of Union 21's peddlers inside, sales weren't happening on the sidewalks. The streets were quiet except for my heavy boots on the gravel. Just as I got beyond the piece of shit Ford that sat next to the building, I saw the black Lexus. And then Diamond.