Turkey Disguise Dinosaur Novels & Stories

“This is T-Rex.” Khael tilts his head. “What’s a T-Rex?” “A dinosaur,” she says easily. The three of us glance at each other. I wait, but none of us moves to speak. Clearly, none of us knows what a dinosaur is. She grins and explains before we have to ask. “They were massive creatures that lived in our world a long, long time ago. Some had feathers; others had scales or rough skin. Enormous jaws and sharp teeth. Clawed feet. They were kind of like…” She pauses, shrugging. “Like dragons without wings.”

I’m focused on what I’m doing and I can’t stop now. I’m climbing up the tree, I don’t have to go too high before I reach it and pull the little piece of plastic free. It’s why it seemed so out of place, because it’s something I’ve seen a hundred times before. It’s a tiny tyrannosaurus rex. A miniature dinosaur that’s from an off brand store. They’re small enough to fit in the pockets of a kindergarten kid, and I’ve found hundreds in my laundry. Usually after they’ve been for a wash.

A metal tank. I know what is going to happen now. I am familiar with this. It is a 24-inch metal box. He walks closer to me bringing the box too making me shrink more in my seat. I look at him to see him enjoying my state of torture. He is older than me by six years but looks much older than that. "NO!" I yell making my throat burn. Trying to squirm away he holds my neck with a tight grip making me scream in pain. "Ma devi imparare. " He looks like a devil who is in your nightmares.

Takumi asked innocently, his voice filled with genuine curiosity. Caught off guard, Takuto swiftly flipped the diaper over, concealing his plans. "I’m studying... uh... a dinosaur care manual," he stammered, improvising on the spot. Of course, Takuto had no interest in dinosaurs—at least not until they became valuable assets in his grand design. Takumi’s eyes lit up with genuine interest. "Wow! Do you know how the T-Rex sounds?"

Cool, I'll be there; see you in a few," Kita said elatedly. Kita hurried and took a quick shower, running around like a chicken with her head cut off. She dashed in and out of the closet and her suitcases, deciding on an outfit. "Oh my goodness, living out of a suitcase is so difficult," Kita said as she ran around. Kita decided on blue jeans and a black leather ensemble. The short blue jacket and skinny-leg jeans had black leather pockets, a a collar, and up the side of each pants leg. Her accessories were black and red suede four-inch wedge heel booties, a red sheer blouse, and a black tank under it. Grabbing her red suede purse, she ran to the lobby parking lot, with only ten minutes to g

A few times I nearly stumbled and got caught but in the end, I managed to sneak into the restaurant they went to have a meal. Yet again, I couldn’t bring myself to fire at her. This woman made me feel like we had known each other all our lives when we had never properly met before. When she smiled, I blanked out. I was certain I had seen that smile somewhere. The timer went off on my phone before I remembered why I was there. Andre had promised to erase the footage so I wouldn’t show up later but I couldn’t trust him. I went to the restroom and put on my disguise of a hoodie and the scarf that covered most of my face, as well as a pair of huge goggles. When I returned, I didn’t go back to my

"Hurry! It's dinosaurs!" We stood in front of a massive skeleton of a Tyrannosaurus Rex, Isabella's current favorite dinosaur. She was happily engaged in examining all aspects of the display, which included a small nest of baby dinosaurs in the process of hatching. I had to admit, the tiny dinosaur was pretty cute. He looked like a pet lizard one of my friends had when I was a kid. "You know, I had one of these as a pet, back in the day," Michael teased his daughter. "We called him Teddy the T-Rex. We kept him in the backyard. Teddy was a good boy. He never ate anybody unless I told him to."

I couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up. He snorted—actually snorted—like an indignant bull. "Just so you know, I was a pranking 'legend' back in my day. You just reactivated a sleeping beast. Watch your back, because you have no idea what's waiting for you." He pointed a dramatically orange finger at me. "The game is on." As soon as his footsteps faded down the hallway, I slid open my nightstand drawer and pulled out the small bottle of orange dye, twirling it between my fingers like a trophy.

Even cats didn’t take me seriously. After the terrifying encounter with the ferocious assassin cat — yes, that’s what I decided to call it — I finally managed to calm myself down. I dried my hair quickly with the towel and slipped into my night robe, feeling cozy and clean for the first time in days. But... cozy wouldn’t last long. I still had to disguise myself as a boy. Again. I stared at the cloth strip in my hands — my so-called "binding wrap." "You and I are going to have a fight again, aren't we?" I muttered at it.

Behind them, Colt was crying. "Emory? Emory, wake up. It's me, Colt. I brought Rex. He wanted to see you." He held up his T-Rex, his small face streaked with tears. "Emory? Why won't she answer me? Auntie Imogen, why won't she wake up?" Imogen knelt beside him, her own eyes wet. "She's sleeping, sweetheart. The doctors gave her medicine to help her sleep so her body can heal." "But I want her to wake up. I want to talk to her. I want to tell her about the new dinosaur I learned about. It's called a Therizinosaurus. It has the longest claws of any dinosaur. I wanted to show her a picture."