Tordu Novels & Stories

Sifting through the pages revealed that it was a journal filled with excerpts and prose, possibly love letters of intimacy exchanged between two people. "Without which, not." Nancy spoke. Across from me sat her and Nicolas, Alex standing at a chalkboard as he drew out different plans for the remodel. Retreating my gaze from the book and meeting Cordelia's, I raised an eyebrow at her statement. "She's talking about the book you're reading," Nicolas picked up on her comment, filling in the gaps. "Sine Qua Non is Latin for without which, not.” "It's another way of saying without something, something else is impossible," Alex explained, his back still facing us.

Mary nodded, “anyway. Ferdinand is the name we gave to the man who bore this parchment.” “You mean my father is Ferdinand?” The boy asked, still confused, “How did it happen? How had he ventured this far into the east? What are you hiding from me?” Mary took the Jide's hands and his eyes dilated when she helped him to his feet. “I was hoping this day would not come, but since it is here. I will tell you everything. We would start from the time when Maduka walked into our prayer meeting and how he was baptized with the name Ferdinand. But first, I think you need to shower. You smell like roasted garbage."

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As I chewed, trying to determine if the sparkly flecks within the pastry were from a fruit or flower, I watched my friends and family enjoy the evening. All four of the warriors were in attendance, along with Aidan, his sisters, and my own family. Even Antonio Russo managed to survive, or rather Antonio Thatcher, as he was actually called. Initially, Erebus had pouted over missing the action, but it was hard to keep up the disgruntled ruse when we’d won the battle without any casualties.

“Sorry.” Aaron laughed. “Don’t apologize. I think it’s just evidence that there is a growing problem on the island.” “Yes,” Taavi agreed. “We need to get it back under control.” “I’ll let Jordan know,” Aaron assured him as Jamie rose and came to stand next to him. Taavi continued to sit on the step and catch his breath for a second before he finally pulled himself up. “Let me know what we can do.” “Thank you,” the Hunter said, offering his hand, which Aaron took. “Oh, here’s your gun,” he said pulling the revolver from his back waistband.

his father started, “I named you Murai for this reason: the night you were born, I fought and killed a leopard. That same night, I had good dreams about you. The day of your birth signified strength and power. I feel you will become powerful on earth if you listen to the voice of the gods; for I had the foreknowledge and prayed for your strength before I fought the leopard. My defeat against the leopard remains a mystery to the people of my clan. I tell you, many would have died if I had not killed it. Because of this glorious victory, I was honoured by my clansmen with the title of the Fifth Chief of the Guchi clan. I have no interest in such honour. This is why you are called Murai – the p

My throat itched and my vision blurred a bit by the abrupt development. We neared his location, about a mile out from the border, to find him lying lifeless on the ground, his skin clammy, with blood trickling out his mouth and nose. Three darts stuck out of his shoulder, arm, and leg. I checked his breathing, and the distinct scent of decay setting in drifted into my nose, alerting me that we were too late. I ripped one of the darts out with my mouth and smelled it. Wolfsbane.

I continue to ignore him as im stuffing whatever I can get my hands on, “I cant be here Marcus. Everything and everywhere reminds me of him. My shops, the fields, my office, The Great Oak. He is everywhere. I wont survive this again” I can see tears falling from Marcus’s eyes as he continues to plead with me not to destroy my life. Im not though, its already in shatters. Every time he decides to walk away, I stay and pick up the pieces again whilst waiting for him to come back. He always does, and I always take him back, then he leaves again. I have no self-control, so this time im going where he cant come and find me. Im leaving Oenardil and joining Rircaex.

Tiffany says robotically as she shoves a bottle of wine my direction. "That's what he said," Geni mumbles behind me. I ignore her and smile at Tiffany, hoping she didn't hear. Judging by the look on her face and the way Rowen squeezes her shoulder, I think we all heard her. "I'm glad you could be here." I take the wine and look at the label. "Petrolo Galatrona 2013 straight from Tuscany. Wow. This is a great year." "You know wine?" she asks, brows crinkling. "With the way you suck down those yard-long margaritas, I thought all you liked were cheap drinks."

That makes sense. “So what are you in here for?” I ask Veronica. “Setting my high school on fire.” I raise both my eyebrows. “What?” “Nothing. Nothing at all.” The brown-haired guy sitting beside her says placing his two hands on both her shoulders. “That’s Connor Lord. Age 21, Grade B. He’s in here for selling drugs. Like Lots of ‘em.” “That's it? Just selling drugs?” Do people go to behavioral management schools for that? “And…maybe beating numerous guys half to death because they were late on payments.”