The Churn Novels & Stories

And maybe it’s my age, but I like the ones with the homey vibes a lot more than ones that try to fit in with this generation. Too much to look at. All smooth surfaces and robots. “Why is it named The item anyway?” I ask, sliding into the booth. Jesse sits opposite me, he plucks my phone from between my finger tips and plugs it in. At least the futuristic charging spots are useful. A robot rolls to our table with the menu displayed on it’s abdomen. There’s no time for me to decide because Jesse took it upon himself to order water for the both of us. “You really want to drown me in all that water?”

His dreams and ambition were still intact, he already had a wonderful job offer from an oil and gas firm owned by a Cameroonian who migrated with his parents to Nigeria when he was just a child. The job came with a well-furnished apartment, a car, and a six-figure earning. He would be resuming work for the first time on Monday. Anthony had a lot to be grateful for, he had found love and had a wonderful career and good job; the future was his to take. *********** Elena woke up feeling nauseous and very weak, she had felt this way for the past two weeks but today seemed to be the worst. As she stood from her bed, she had dizzy spells and a violent churning in her stomach, she ran to her bathro

) I do not know why he did not answer for a few seconds so I turned to him again. His forehead furrowed as if something was being processed in his brain "Was that an alien word?" he asked. I thought for a moment what he was referring to. I just smiled when I realized what that was. "I'm sorry I'm just used to that word being used instead of why,” I explained before going back to what I was doing. "I'll join you in your company and teach you how to manage it until you get used to how to run it," he replied.

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

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.”

I wonder if we're able to reach their level, this makes me nervous again. "Good morning, everyone. We are the C.H.A.N.G.E team. Our mission is to bring new leadership with everybody in the university, with the assurance of good governing. We also assure that each of us will do our best, as we are all competent, and true to everything we do. You, as a student that will vote, can assure us that we, C.H.A.N.G.E can recast the present student councils leadership by doing improvements through it," says Elena, an aspiring candidate for Student Council President. Woah, this makes me feel uptight but gives me excitement at the same time.

Chance ate his taco, trying to hurry to get away from Aurora, but with the taco shell breaking up, he had to slow down. "How do you do that? Eating that spicy thing and drinking a sprite. It’s either you have no taste buds or are suicidal. Because the sprite in itself is hella crispy." "Fine, if I give you my number, will you leave me alone?" "No, you have to do a DNA test. Prove that we are related. If we aren't, then you'll never hear from me again. Chance chuckled, because it was like Deja Vu. He had heard similar words before.

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.