The Churn Novels & Stories

Clearing his throat, he turned to his bodyguards and instructed, “I need you to find someone I met at the club yesterday. I can’t remember anything about him. Name, features. Nothing. Just see if you can find anything about him.” “We’ll do our best, boss. But without details, it’s going to take some time. You don’t recall any of his features? Or anything that can help narrow it down?” Luca asked politely. With no clear details, it was like finding a needle in a haystack. Antonio narrowed his eyes as he tried to recall everything that happened last night. He recalled how he had shoved his fingers into the champ’s hair. “Brown..” He spat out. “He has brown hair. He’s tall, slender and smells o

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Moving. She closed her eyes, heart racing. It had begun. The war. The unraveling. The reckoning.

He was overwhelmed… Diane comes down first and approaches me. Franz can feel the indifference she’s giving. “ Hey! What’s up?” Franz asks her, she could feel the uneasiness and awkwardness in her. “Franz, who is Cherie?” Franz stop at his track and a little bothered, he needed to explain to her the incident that happens because Nate said she is angry… Will she listen? He said to himself. I hope she will… He said praying.. “I know this will sound bad on my part, but I need to tell it to you to stop you from doubting my intentions to her. Cherie is my “ Fubu”, she’s one of my flings before..”

The hustle and bustle of the city was at its peak as the day approached noon. The streets were packed with people going on their own businesses. Along the busy streets of Plymouth city, there was a popular quaint corner pub. There were few people scattered in the pub having lunch and talking in hushed voice. The bartender/barkeep was wiping down the counter, while the casier was close to dozing off. There were two barman and barmaid serving the customers. There was a door beside the bar that led to the kitchen section of the pub. The kitchen was empty save for one person absentmindedly looking out of the only window in the small room. Eloisa was one of the two cooks of the Axe Star pub. The

The fragments of Harper surged forward, and the whispering returned — louder, more commanding, uncontrollable. “You thought you could survive without me?” Harper purred from inside Lila. “Think again. I am eternal. I am chaos. And now… the real game begins.”

"We run, like I said. I'm not paying for any if this." But sadly, the machine didn't stop spinning even when Chance pressed the force stop button. Neither did they stop pumping out suds. "Fuck!" Chance got angry, shaking and hitting the machine. "Relax, can't we use something to peer them open?" "Like what, my teeth?" "I mean, could that work?" Chance had to stop Kristoff from trying to bite the machine open. "How the hell are you owner of a multi-billion dollar company?" "I don't do any work, just pitch the ideas." Kristoff jokingly said.

Vren takes in the two-story classic suburban home with white picket fence setting the bow on the peaceful countryside life far from the noise of the bustling city three hours back. Not only was the ride long. It was deafeningly silent. Audrey has only spoken instructions to him inside the car. It was too silent he could hear his own breathing. The woman can practically takes a vow of silence without difficulties. Vren has racked his brain for any misbehavior he could’ve conducted since the dinner with his family. There was nothing he can think of. None at all. And therefore no reason for her not speaking.

She is a fountain of Chaos knowledge and of how this city works. “Oh, Ransom, you’ve have been made. Now, even if you survive and you won’t. You and your crew won’t be able to stay in town. You’ll have to move away. I’ll be making phone calls to other crew leader and letting them in on the identities of both C.H.A.O.S. and Tempest,” I tease him. “It’s all thanks to these two.” I gesture to Julia and Carter.

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