True Story Magazine Stories Novels & Stories

"I'll show your guest in when he arrives." "Thank you very much," I said. Cross smiled and went back to the bar. "I'm fascinated by the situation you explained on the train," Sandra said when our host had left. "But you said you had other theories, and I'm inquisitive at what they might be." "It's constantly imaginable that the stories in the media are wrong," I replied. "The waiters at the café could have mixed Tina Davis for someone else. The correspondents could be creating the stories. Or the police could be disclosing fake news. These three developments are not incredible, and they would not be unparalleled, but at the minute I see them as properly doubtful."

The last color of our rainbows, the missing piece of our songs, the one who'll complete our untold stories. This is not just the right time... "Mr. Timothy Kim, what can you say about this issue that you're drinking alcohol that night?" the conference hall went silent and they just waited Timothy's answer, like they're craving for it. "No, I'm not. Those are just rumors. I went to that convenience store to buy some of my favorite drinks. I just want to make it clear everything. Not all you see is the truth, and not all the words you hear about me, about the Metamorphosis are real. To all our fans out there... please, believe in us." He said in front of the media and reporters.

I whispered again. Kissing Tania’s cheek, I gently spoke into her ear. “Are you alright Tania?” She finally stirred, and then opened her eyes. “That was the best experience I’ve ever had, how did you learn to do that?” “Oh, it’s something I read about in an erotic story,” I lied. Putting her arms around my neck, she whispered, “Fuck me, fuck me hard.”

I gave him a blank stare. “We were discussing about...” I remembered. “Oh! I’m so sorry, Mr Barry...” I gave him a sweet smile. What the hell?!Was I just carried away by some pictures?!!I have seen a lot of playboy magazines and admired the bunnies. I have even slept with most of them, so why was i carried away by this one? “... it was a message, from my girlfriend. She was just trying to let me know about an immediate problem...”