Tug Stories Novels & Stories

He laughed till his side hurt. Suddenly, my attention was drawn to the news. A female reporter shared, "Today brings sorrow to the Woods family as their daughters are caught in an accident. At present, we can only verify the identity of Elena Lawrence. This is Emily Rodrigues signing off from CTI News. Have a pleasant weekend." Oh no, Elena! I screamed It had just dawned on me that she was the one the journalist referred to as the “Woods family.”

He sat heavily on the very edge of the leather, his large frame never truly relaxing. No, relaxation seemed to be an entirely foreign concept to their species. They sat with a rigid, tightly coiled alertness, as if some invisible urgency was pressing hard against their spines, keeping them seconds away from having to flee or fight. “So, who exactly are you people?” I asked, crossing my legs elegantly at the ankle. “And what can I possibly do for you today?” “We are the TUGs…” the leader began, adjusting his posture. “I’m not sure if you have heard of our organization in your high-class circles, but—”

“What did I do? I did everything she wanted.” “You kidnapped her.” I shook my head. “Don’t even start with me about the kidnapping shit, Papa. You kidnapped Mama. And even the earthworms of Portofino know about your love story. ‘The Conti heir who was bewitched by the mayor’s daughter.’ That was the first thing I read the moment I learned how to read.” Papa threw back his head laughing.

Author's POV Altona, New York City There are several doctors from different regions of Altona who have come to represent their respective hospitals at the Cape Conference Center here in Altona. Amongst them are the most popular billionaires, Dr. Lucian Swarex, Dr. Jones Brown, and many other top billionaire doctors who are also among the top 10 richest politicians here in Altona, New York City. "Dad, do you remember the lady I mentioned to you earlier over the phone?"

Months later my dad had settled down, he frequently teleported to Asia to see his newly wedded wife, they had fun together, he also narrated the happenings of the previous months to Katherine, That year Tania (my mom) gave birth so did Katherine, my mom gave birth to my little sister Annabelle, while Katherine gave birth to my step brother Troy, my day became very excited, his happiness knew no bound 12 years in the Old world is equivalent to a year in the New world, Katherine and Troy had departed to New York City for settlement, 60 years later in Judi Realm and 5 years later in Earth Realm, I was 108 years then (9 years old) while Anna was 60 (5 years old) together with Troy, my dad told u

situation. I tapped on his status and I immediately regretted doing that. A picture of Ade and Sarah. It was not the picture that made my eyes sting with punished tears, it was the caption. "The absolute love of my life.💗" Really? When did he try to kiss me then? Why did he pay me any attention? Niggas ain’t shit! Tch. I need someone to rant to. I need to see Christabel. I walked over to my mum's room.

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"Used to be. Gave it up when the stories started costing more than they were worth." That answer carried weight, the kind that invited questions but also warned against them. I set the mug on the low table in front of me and leaned forward slightly. "What kind of stories?" "The kind that get people hurt when they come out wrong. Or when they don't come out at all." I felt a flicker of recognition then, something tugging at the back of my mind like a half-remembered name. "You sound like someone who has been burned by the industry."

"The more you pull away from me, the more determined I'm to pull you towards me." "How flattering." She grimaced. "The little boy wants to play tug of war with me." "I don't understand you!" He suddenly burst out. "I'm already offering you something you won't get from anyone and probably you won't have for the rest of your life but still have to guts to turn it down, to turn me down." "Now that's exactly why I don't want to accept your offer." She snapped back. "You're so full of yourself. You think everyone's willing to bow down in front of you and kiss your shiny shoes in worship. You're so pathetic."

Good to see you, Tug," Wyck said, putting a smile on his face and pumping the big man's proffered hand up and down in greeting. The clap on his shoulder almost had him falling over. Tug had been a defensive tackle on the football team while he'd been a running back. While the man's gut had obviously grown over the intervening years, he was still broad-shouldered and, apparently, strong. "What have you been up to, Crockett?" Tug asked, his gap-toothed smile wide and friendly. Wyck gave a little wince at the name and an inward sigh. He started in on the spiel he had locked down having repeated it over and over since he'd entered the store. Got a scholarship to Old Miss. Living in Richmond. Wor