That Corner Novels & Stories

After my threat of turning his human body into a skunk, Steve complied, and we headed in my care to Corner of Bliss café. The silence was tolerable other than his constant shifting in the passenger seat, looking around. Finding a place to park was tricky, Corner of Bliss was a hopping little café with free Wi-Fi, and it’d been around long enough to have a mass number of Others that were loyal and frequented the place. Of course, humans always found their way there but were welcomed just the same.

Went for the grey tweed dress with the square neckline and fitted waist. At seven thirty, I was ready. The Corner Table was about half an hour across town, so I had Geoffrey call the car. The driver took a side route. We pulled up at seven fifty. I got out and headed through the glass doors. Despite the name, The Corner Table wasn’t a diner. Crystal lighting, slate floors, velvet walls, the whole thing smelled like bergamot and polished wood. I’d barely stepped in when the maître d’ approached me. ‘Good evening, miss, do you have a reservation?’

She turned back to the wall panel, hovering her fingers over the controls. “And by the way… take him to the first corner of the corridor from the door. He should be comfortable with you there.” I frowned, trying to picture the layout. The first corner was just a small alcove with a bench, a fire extinguisher, and a dusty potted plant that had died months ago. “Is that like… a guest room or something?” I raised a brow. She glanced over her shoulder, as a faint, wry smile touched her lips. “Well…” she nodded slightly. “Sort of. But we hardly get any guests. That’s the ‘approved visitor holding area.’ Less carpet to clean if things go south.”

"I'm saying the edge on this side isn't a corner. It just looks like one." "It has two flat sides." "One flat side. The other side has a slight curve." He held it up. "Look." Junior looked. "That's a corner." "It isn't." "It functionally is." "Functional and actual aren't the same thing." I was sitting in the doorway between the suite and the terrace, coffee in hand, listening to them and letting myself have the specific five minutes of not managing anything that I occasionally permitted myself at the end of a difficult day. Thursday had been difficult.

he waves his hand infront of me to bring me back to senses. "Yeah. Shall we go!" I asked him. He didn't tell anything and walked outside with the car keys. He wore his black shoes and got inside the car and I followed him back. His black jaguar went inside a street. "Children's Corner" the streets name read. Eh? Children's corner? There was a security guard outside the street and seeing his jaguar he let him in. Why is security standing outside a street? Whatever! The car went inside and there was not a plenty of houses. There was a large building which looked more like a bungalow. Who is serving breakfast here? The bungalow's door also opened and the car got further in.

I try to hold a giggle and knee down so I have direct eye contact with her. "I don't know, but what I know is that Hardin can't come with us, honey. I'm really sorry." I say and open my arms to hug her but she crosses her arms and frowns madly at me. At this moment Kerem enters the room and she turns around and immediately hugs him.

Outside, teens huddled in groups, smoking something that didn’t quite smell like cigarettes. My eyes swept over them, praying to God my brother wasn’t among these useless delinquents. My phone rang again just as I was about to push the door open. I answered. It was Cade. “Kael is at Tinkers Corner,” he said. “Someone spotted him there a while ago.” My heart dropped. Tinkers Corner? It was the slimiest, shadiest internet café in the area. A place where castaways and the scum of youth spent their days wasting away. A breeding ground for youthful crime, packed with addicts and worse.

"When I started feeling sexy as hell. I want the outside to match the inside. All part of this new game of ours." He knew he still looked confused, his brows bunched up over his nose. "Are you planning on meeting someone tonight?" She winked at him. "Always be prepared. My new motto." He shook his head. "As I said the other night, I'll follow your lead." The Corner Pocket was a small pool place tucked back in the middle of a shopping plaza on the beach. With fifteen tables lined up in five rows of three, surrounded by tables and chairs, and an old oak bar set to the east of the building, the establishment was alive with eighties rock and loud conversation. Glasses clinking mingled with the c

I can't believe he can do something like this to me. As I heard the footsteps coming closer which had my skin prickling up from fear. I quickly recovered from my depressed state. Hastily wiping the saltiness from the back of my hand blinked my tears away until my vision was merged into clarity. Immediately rotating my head 360 degrees I searched for a place to hide my scared form. Fortunately for me, my gaze fell on the hollow corner right beside Soniya's bedroom door. With another thought, my foot carried me in the direction. Once I reached there I realized how small the space was but my body fitted perfectly as I was small built.

Cricket After putting a pot of coffee on to brew, Pearl led me to the back of the gigantic ranch house, where she pushed on a wall panel and a door popped open. “Oh, my word, you have a Scooby Doo door?” I breathed out. Pearl chuckled. “I’ve never heard them called that, but that’s what I’m calling them from now on.” “Them? There are more than just this one?” “I have six Scooby Doo doors. Never know when we gotta hide a Saint from a sinner.”