The One Above Novels & Stories

TILDA “I keep telling you,I keep telling you but you never listen.” My mother said, as she shoved cereals into her mouth. It was almost 7am in the morning and me, my brother, Mason, my mum and Dad, were having breakfast at the table. We were all having cereals, or better put, we all had a bowl of cereal in front of us but only my Mum managed to eat though her mouth kept running. “The Moon Night is always dangerous, you have to have someone with you, there are many girls your age you should move with.”

Raze said wiping her tears again. “Hey, sorry to bother you two,” Daemon said coming into the room. “Speaking of the devil,” Raze chuckled making her giggle. Daemon looked at them confused then shook his head, “Anyway, um, Little One ate five chicken nuggets and some fries and drank all her apple juice. Can she have that ice cream now?” “Chocolate chip cookie dough?” Raze asked and Daemon smirked. “Oh, she’s why that’s the only flavor you will eat,” He chuckled. “Go figure.”

He put the cakes onto the counter, flicked on the lights, and started tearing through each room, shouting, "My Luna, where are you? Don't play games with me, sorry about today, alright?" He kept calling out, voice bouncing off the walls: "My Luna, there was real something urgent today, I swear. Coming out so I can explain." He couldn't mindlink me, so he yanked his phone out of his pocket, dialing my number. "Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off. Please try again later." He called many times, the same damn voice. Back in the living room, he spotted the papers on the table. He raced over and checked it: a goddamn severance decree.

Susan shot me a look of malice. “Macie, you’re a thankless brat! “After all I have done to raise you, and this is how you repay me? I can’t believe you have the nerve to put me down in front of family.” I met her gaze with composure and replied indifferently, “Are these screenshots fake? I’m sure you know the answer better than anyone.” Rattled by the look in my eyes, Susan shifted her eyes away.

Adeniran at regular intervals to make sure she was okay. Every step Muhammad took as he walked towards his car brought the image of Caroline and her mom to his mind. Whoever the monster was, he was going to make sure he did his best to nab them before they killed another lady. His boss had given him four weeks to find ‘The First One.’ The psycho now had five bodies to his name. Muhammad hoped the body of the killer was going to be the next and final one.

There are a bunch of other men in here too but I have never seen them before nor was there any striking thing about their appearance other than they looked well dressed and well fed almost like the room they all sat. Mr Bellman directs us to stand at the center and walks around to join the others at the table, when he is seated, the one with the scar stands up and begins addressing us. "You must be Elsa and you Eden, do you mind sharing to the council how you found water?" he says while giving Elsa an intense gaze, like he is trying to reach down her soul. Before I can even respond, Elsa holds my hands and takes a few steps forward towards the one who spoke to us whom I presume must be the g

Carolina then kept quiet because she didn't want her husband's health to be worsened. Few minutes to the house,Mr McArthur sighed and started talking to himself, "how could this be?, "why should it be my first born bringing this shame to me",. he thought of what to do to Ellen when he got home., Carolina then interrupted his thoughts by asking him what food he would love to eat when they alighted in the house. Mr McArthur replied he had little appetite for just light soup with no pepper.

Samuel raised his hands, and the murmur died down. “What’s more,” Caleb continued, “this woman here,” he said, nodding towards me, “she is The One.” Woman. I had never been called that before. I liked it. But I didn’t understand. The One? He had put a funny emphasis on the phrase, as if he were talking about the Messiah or something. I wondered if they were all crazy. Another murmur arose, and all heads turned to stare at me. “I need to see the Council,” Caleb said, “And I must bring her with me.”

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Nick said when massaging my feet. "Oh, you really mean it when you said next month." "Yes, I told you, just leave it all to your husband." I picked up my tablet to show him a few things I have been browsing through. "What do you think of this baby carrier?" Nick glanced up at it, then behind me.