Totally Unscramble Novels & Stories

I tapped her lightly and she went to her bedroom. Now left all alone, the frustration struck more. The giant mirror leaning against the wall, on which Lena practiced yoga or whatever, reflected the empty chair and the city itself. I took the bottle of baby oil at the side table; she had said it was to use in massages. I hiked up my dress, and pulled my cock out of it, my hands shaking. It was already stiff, strong and veined, and the head had been oozing pre-cum in the damp air. I put a little oil in my palm, greasing it up very slowly, and I could see myself in the glass. My hips moved and I began to stroke, base to tip, squeeze to the tip

“What do you think?” “Uh,” the girl mutters. “What’s that?” “It’s a game,” Leona answers shortly. “Clearly,” Violet rolls her eyes. “She means what kind of game- how to play.” “I know,” Leona shrugs. “But I don’t feel like explaining, so I’m leaving it up to you two to do so.” Another roll of her eyes, and Violet sighs. “Okay,” she says, giving a brief explanation. “Basically, we’re going to each say something we’ve never done, and if someone else has done that thing, then they have to put a finger down.”

No pretense, no half-truths, no waiting for the other shoe to drop. For once in my life, I'm going to face my fear head on and cut it off before it becomes a problem.

With those words, James suddenly had a doctor's bag next to him and was checking Claire's vitals. "Claire are you sick?" Frank asked beginning to pace in the room. "No, it's a parasite." Natalie casually stated as she walked into the room handing a stress ball to Claire. "Oh no, it's not from when the girls played in that green hole is it?" Frank had gone from minor panic to full panic attempting to slow his breathing. "Calm down Frank it's just a baby nothing more, seriously you act like you haven't actually seen dead people or evil before." Natalie said walking over to Frank and taking his hand, instantly calming him.

“What do they mean?” “They’re anagrams,” Sasha explained. “Jumbled words. If you notice, there’s a different color of Everlite crystal behind each letter. You activated them when you passed in front of them through the ice ramps. If you apply a sequence to the colors, say white-blue-brown, other words are formed.” “I see. They’re the colors of the three clans except Vulcanus.” “Precisely. So, white-blue-brown-white-blue-brown turns the first word from ‘SWORD’ to ‘WORDS’. The same pattern changes the third word from ‘PARTS’ to ‘TRAPS’.”

The mother checked the progress of her daughter who was unpacking things in the room. Some boxes are open, and chaos in the room can be seen in various directions. "No mom." The girl looked around to confirm one by one the contents of the box that had been scrambled by herself. "I guess..." She faltered at the end, unsure if her memory might be wrong.

Together, she and another staff member finally managed to pull him away. The moment his grip loosened, I collapsed onto the couch, coughing violently as I struggled to draw air back into my lungs. My chest burned, and my throat felt raw from the pressure he had put on it. Even then, Raymond refused to let it go. "What happened to the baby? Tell me. What happened to our child?" He grabbed me and shook me hard, causing the funeral program to flutter to the floor. "What is this program about? Who died? Whose funeral did you go to?"

Essence said as she looked at the words. “There is five words that you have to unscramble, once you’re done you will use those words as a map to find your way out of the maze behind me.” The assistant said as she stepped away from the board. Essence looked over and saw that everyone was still at the board trying to figure out the words. They were moving the letters all over the boards, they were looking panicked. Essence stepped up to the board, and realized that Unique was actually helping and had put together some of the letters together already. There were five rows of letters: The first row of letters were llccasuu, next was iotmtroyrgne, then vvrdeteiia, himtragol, and olbaaarp. “I'm wi

Will started filling a plate he had 'found' with several pieces of dried meat and some mushrooms, while listening to the noise of people moving around above hi "Get off me Foster!" Sister Lina panicked scream echoed throughout the church. Will dropped his plate and rushed towards his trapdoor. "You're hurting me! This isn't appropri… AH!" Sister Lina screamed again. Will got out of the kitchen just in time to see a scruffy looking ȧduŀt tearing off Sister Lina's head shawl revealing a fiery red hair. It wasn't religious clothing, but it was apparently common to show modesty in public for unmarried women

Tried not to think about late nights, closed hotels, language barriers, or the fact that I was suddenly very aware of how far from home I was. Then my phone buzzed in my hand. The vibration was sharp and sudden, cutting through the quiet like a warning bell. Relief surged instinctively as I glanced down. Good, I thought. Information. Solutions. It evaporated instantly. We regret to inform you that due to unforeseen circumstances, your reservation has been cancelled. I stared at the screen. Then I read it again. And again. Like repetition might soften the words. Like maybe they would rearrange themselves into something less final.