The One Shu Novels & Stories

She was a toothless dog, one that can only bark. "My sweet child," Ejima gnashed her teeth as memories sips out of her skin. Bozo was no longer breathing, his eyes were closed and the life in him seemed to have disappeared. "Well, well. That went well," Uche chuckled, "I just won a war before it even started." "Murderer," Ejima yelled. "Oh," Uche lifted his hands in submission, "you know you are next, right?"

"One thousand." OmO

Shu let out a growl, his gooseberry green eyes still on the back window. “Hush. He thinks I’m just a simple human. So let him think I don’t know he’s out there. Let him think I don’t know what he is.” I shrugged, finding the remote turning on the flatscreen that was positioned above the mantle. Eventually, Shu settled into my lap, purring gently as I stroked his fur. And while my eyes were focused on the tv, paying attention to the episode laughing when appropriate, and just enjoying the show, my body was on high alert. I was aware that he was in my yard.

Wu asked as he sat down with his left foot on his right and looked up. One of his bodyguards, who didn’t take Greg along seemed to stand proudly and fiercely around him. The man stood firm while rubbing his fists and prepared to give a fist if ordered by his master. Mr. Woodward understands very well the nature of the man who is accompanying Mr. Wu. That man was Master Wu’s strongest and most heartless bodyguard. They usually call him S-One, which is ready to make anyone who dares mess with Mr. Wu will become a memory. “I… Yes sir,” Woodward the assistant replied timidly.

*** At work I get stuck with washing a boxer, he is beautiful and named Kota. "One day, I will get a dog," I whisper to him as I dry him off. He yawns, obviously bored of my talking to him. "Ugh, I don't know how you wash those things. I'll stick to the snakes." Quinn shivers, stepping up beside me. A striped snake wrapped around her hand. A shiver runs up my spine, what if it strikes out and nibbles her pinky finger off? "Well, they're cold like your soul so it makes sense," I reply seriously but I'm joking.

"So we kill them." ~~~

He got up from the couch and came up close to me, bent down to my eyes level as he's taller than I am. My eyes followed his every move just as the strong designer masculine duft filled my nostrils. He raised his left arm slowly and pushed his bracelet forward as he pulled his sleeves up. Ta-ta-lah,he whispered into my right ear, with his chest feeling part of mine. That action warranted goosebumps all overd and I shivered. I quickly run out of his sight into the bathroom, shutting and locking up the door behind me. I shook my head to get rid of it's crazy thought

He nodded. "Of course. You married the most powerful man in the country, it will definitely be surreal" he said seriously. She shook her head. This man. He was a narcissist! "About the consummation......" She quickly placed her forefinger on his lips to keep him quiet. She quickly withdrew it when she realized what she did.

He offered me a wide smile that made his eyes shrink. The way he spoke made me feel tense, and I didn’t know another man could invoke this part in me apart from Jordan. Who is this guy? “By the way, I’m Dione, Dione Foreman.” He stretched out his hand for a handshake. I took his hand, shaking it. “I’m Jess.” I didn’t know where Dione came from, but this handsomeness before me was simply breathtaking.

Mima's POV “The rules, the first person to leave the oyer incapable of moving on their own, wins. No shifting and no claws or teeth. It's going to be a pure fist match.” The moderator said as he looked between the both of us. I nodded at him, accepting the rules of the match. I looked at my people once more giving them a small smile before looking back at Stephanie and her condensing smile. The moderator left the circle and a whistle was blown.