The Special People Novels & Stories

She found herself in a cell and nearby were other young women but they were kept in threes and fours only she was alone, they looked across at her, ‘You must be the ‘Special’. One of them said making the others turn to look at her more closely, ‘I am not special.’ She said quietly and the other woman chuckled darkly, ‘Darling, your starting price is one million dollars, you are not just fucking special, you are a one-off exclusive.’

Catherine inquired from behind, her voice catching everyone’s attention. Catherine, Asher’s sister-in-law, approached the scene, extending a hand towards Chloe’s gift. “May I?” she asked, fixing Chloe with a friendly smile. Chloe nodded, giving the box to her aunt. With a click, Catherine pried the lid open, revealing the gift: a diamond necklace. Dahlia offered Catherine a polite greeting, which was coldly ignored as Catherine’s attention was entirely focused on the gift. “It’s a diamond necklace!” she gasped.

"What makes you ask that?" "Some of the kids at school talk about me. They say I'm too mature for my age. That I act like an adult sometimes." My heart squeezed. "You're not weird, Maya. You're special." "Special feels the same as weird." "It's not. Special means you have gifts other people don't have. That doesn't make you weird. It makes you extraordinary." Maya leaned against me. "Sometimes I wish I was just normal. Like the other kids." "Normal is overrated."

As soon as the mic got with in reach Adam he grabbed it and started speaking. "Ladys and Gentelmen, Boys and Girls Welcome to the Sparring match of the newest special team here in the middle kingdom if I had known it was so boring arround here that you guys were intrested in amaturs like us fighting I'd of had my Uncle send out invites. Also I would of probably had a better name for this event." Adam Anouced in a very hyped tone. A few laughs came from the crowd as they listened intensely to his words.

he said in an amusement tone, "Your mamma was right she is really special" "This all is just a trap," I said in an annoyed tone, throwing my hands in the air, why do people call her special, can't they see her real face, "What do you mean by that," he asked, entirely busy savoring his mouth with food, "She came here for getting information about our financial report" I explain to him, "And, how do you know that" he interrogates me, continue moaning which make me curious about how delicious the food is that my friend here completely smitten over her,

CHAPTER 23 “Oh, my holy hell, Mandy! You’re fucking huge!” Mandy found herself enveloped in a tight hug by her best friend, Shay. “That’s what happens when you’re gone forever and a day, Shay! I really am sorry about your Grandma. Tell me all about Tennessee,” Mandy settled into the chair at the restaurant.

“Parang ikaw? Sabi ni CJ itrato daw kita nang special na parang VIP. Special ka nga kasi binibigyan ka ng atensiyon ng mga taong nakapaligid sa’yo.” Napangiti siya sarcastically. May amnesia nga ang isang ‘to! “Special is an excuse used by people na ang ibig sabihin ay hanggang friends lang kayo. Minsan ito ‘yong ginagamit na description na somewhere between ordinary and officially yours. Kaya special kasi mag-isa ka lang na SUMAKAY.” Katulad ni Jamie. Special daw ako sa kanya pero hindi ako ang mahal niya.

As we sat down, Sophia looked at me with a curious expression. "I have to ask," she said. "Have you brought many people here before?" I smiled, feeling a sense of amusement. "Actually, you're the first person I've ever brought here," I said. Sophia's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" she asked. I nodded, feeling a sense of sincerity. "Yes, really," I said. "This is a special place for me, and I only bring people here who are special to me." Sophia looked at me, her eyes shining with a soft, gentle light. "I'm honored," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Like, life or death serious. When we reach the front I smile at the receptionist and she smiles back, waiting for our names. "Lyra Mae Miracle, Elena Cobalt, Jackson Carter, and Maxwell Imlay." She smiles once more and hands us our schedules. Immediately, Elena grabs everyone's and her face brightens. "We all have English together!" she exclaims. "All of us?" I ask, surprised. That doesn't ever happen. Like, ever. This is rigged. Something is pulling at the strings.