The Eight Novels & Stories

“This is ridiculous!” “Eight.”

Acre giggled "Yes young man I am, the moon goddess wills it" "What no, Ocean we are not taking loony Lanna are we?" before I can reply growls fill the room "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" grandma Beth then spat "You two may think that because you have elemental gifts your special, but let me tell you both now that if you insult my good friend again I shall knock your teeth down your throats for you" "Ok ok sorry," I say then turn to Queen Lanna " we are sorry we didn't mean to insult you but your still not coming",

The Watson family's club is not just any club. It's not just a one or two-storey building like a club. But this is a building with eight floors. The Watsons always use the number eight for each of their businesses. They believe that the number eight is lucky because of its unbroken shape. On the first floor are the lobby, parking area and swimming pool. While the other seven feet have different functions. Nicko had to admit that he was amazed by choice of the Watson family.

“The mark has returned.” Julian whispered, “After all these centuries…” ⸻ Before anyone could process what had happened, a sharp cracking sound echoed through the forest. The ancient cedar tree split completely open. Hidden deep within its trunk was a polished stone mirror. Unlike the Mirror of Keepers beneath Black Haven, this mirror reflected nothing. Its surface remained perfectly dark. Then, slowly… Words appeared across the glass. The Eighth has awakened. The message disappeared. A second line replaced it. Prepare the Circle. The mirror shattered.

The room was hushed. “An eighth person,” she said. “Sharing the load across eight in-person participants, with Cassius as a ninth in the Realm, brings the margin back to where Aldric's confidence is solid rather than probable.” She folded her hands on the table. “I'm not asking. I'm telling you I'm the eighth person, and I'd like you to accept that without spending too much time on the conversation where you argue.” “Giga.”

Bisola began to laugh unnecessarily. The previous Eight day was the best day of her entire life, because everything about her life changed completely during the past Eight day, her life took a total turned from just an Orphan to someone who found Love, and also about to became an Entrepreneur. Bisola smiled again and looked up in the air.

As I stared I wondered within me what could possibly make news on such a beautiful day. “Oh! It is the 18th of May” I said to myself as I smiled. This day was of course very special to me and most especially to my best friend Courtney because it was her birthday. Courtney and I had known each other since we were five. They first moved into our neighborhood shortly after Courtney's father(Mr. Williams) lost his job as a bartender because of his ill mannered and insolent behavior 13years ago. On this very special day, I already had Courtney's birthday present well figured out and as always, I was so certain she'd love what I had got her.

In front of everyone, I tore off the veil I had worn eighty-eight times. This time, the relationship was finally over.

Amara in category eight. Obviously. Where else.