True Piece Novels & Stories

A hiss comes from the mouth of tall man. I take off my white blazer that I wore, then throw it away carelessly. Then, my hand grabs a pair of sword of mine from the back. “Let’s start our game.” - Perfect Mate -

I threw it back in the bag and said, " Return it, please... I didn't like it.. " " Oh ... You are lying. I saw that you loved it till you saw the back... " " How can I? see the back... There is none here... I can't wear it... " " But I liked it... Please wear it for me.. " " No return it... It is so..... I will not wear... " " It is non-returnable... I want you to wear it.. " " Where would I go wearing it?"

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friend and eat bagels together, when the biker had hit her from behind. Gary opened his left hand and revealed an empty palm. He feigned a shocked expression. Hope gasp, but she was also feigning as they had done this routine before. "Where is it?" "Should we check the right?" He said in an exaggerated inquisitive tone. She nodded with excitement. Gary opened his right hand, but it was empty yet again. "Where?" She kept up with the act. "Where do you think?" He teased.

I mumbled. I grew angry thinking back a few months when I was doing the wash at the coin op when I caught John ‘accidently’ going through my clothes. I started missing pairs of underwear and although I couldn’t prove it. I was very sure that he had something to do with it. Pervert. Now I had to monitor my clothes the whole time. I grabbed out a white shirt with a ferocious tiger on the front. It’s a little tighter than I prefer but I think Davin may appreciate it. I smiled to myself.

"She might have seen through any one of the immoral enigmas, or any amalgamation of them." "Hector led us to one theory, which positively seems reasonable. But it's only a theory, and most probable it will never be verified. So, our data on this fact is ambiguous at best, and seems intended to keep on. We're not suitable to locate an alternative inside source. And if we did, they would be very doubtful to know the response. Tina and no-one else may have acknowledged which card she dragged out, which fraudulent little fib she saw first. There's a limitless source, Sandra. And any one of them could have led to precisely the similar consequence."

Ignoring the presence of Eleanor, they lamented, "If this is a genuine piece, what a pity it is!" Trevor's face turned ashen with anger. "What do you mean, 'If this is a genuine piece'? This is a genuine piece! How could it have been torn? Who did this?!"

she was annoyed. Gathering all her courage, she slowly stepped forward and resumed her walk. Trying to ignore the mysterious man who suddenly appeared. Just as she was right next to the man, she suddenly heard his baritone voice. "Just the right time," he muttered. His hands still faithfully slid into the pockets of the hoodie he was wearing. She paused for a moment and put on a confused face. She didn't turn or glance at him. But she felt something strange. She swallowed hard. "Beautiful nails," he praised her.

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.

I asked. His partner chuckled.“Not when we wanna snag a photo with our favourite celeb, Mr Seamus.” Shawn laughed.“And then, hijack your pretty car...” he swiftly took out a gun from his back pocket, cocking it and then pointing it at me,“... give us every money you have with you and the car keys. ” Patricia shrieked, covering her lips immediately.“Shut up, bitch!!!” His partner snapped at her. I quickly took notice of a tiny body camera hiding underneath the collar of his jacket. The gun he held was close to resembling the original, it was actually a fake one.Either Reece and Collins wants to see how I’ll react to this or this is a prank.