Turtle Ashtray Novels & Stories

Since Aisha was here, and she seemed more than willing to shed some light on the mystery, he should try and make the best of it. “Well? Are you going to tell me, or are we just going to sit here and stare at each other for the next four hours?” Jester prompted her. Aisha sighed. She dug out a small metal case from inside her purse, and to Jester’s surprise, saw it was a pack of rolled up cigarettes—the vintage kind that burns your lungs from the inside out, if you give it enough time. She offered him one, but he refused. Jester vaguely wondered if she was allowed to smoke inside the Palacio.

Zubby drove out immediately she entered the car "OMG......that was epic!" Lisa blurted out "So she's really leaving, I'm not gonna cry.....I'm not crying" Austin sniffled and rubbed his eye Crystal hugged him and patted his back "It's fine, she's gonna be okay" "Alright guys, let's go" Asher said as he opened the door of the black Chevrolet Tahoe. It was a large car that could contain all of us I entered the back seat with Crystal after Lisa and Austin went in first to the extreme. Asher was in the driver's seat and Queen joined him there in the front

He could feel there is someone around them; he stands up and guarding Athena. "There are four. No..six of them." Asher said. Athena takes out her katana handle that design by Zayne to be compact and easy to bring. Push the button, the blade came out long, sharp, and shiny. She then gives Asher her gun. "Use this." Asher frowned a bit, but he still takes it. Looked at the alley entrance, she can spot a barrier wave blocking the way for outsiders to see what's going on in there.

The second one is under complete surveillance and third one is only for the staff which only includes alpha and their betas. “Look he had a tattoo on his trample.” Asher pointed out and zoom it before showing it to me. I turned my gaze at road briefly before turning back to screen. The tattoo was of a big wolf eating its own tail. I have seen it somewhere. But where? “Reed watch out.” Asher shouted and I blacked out. The sound of glass shatter dropping in the background.

“You’re too soft-hearted. That’s why this lunatic keeps clinging to you. Honestly, after the first time he smashed the car, you should’ve sent him straight to jail!” “Exactly. I’ve never seen such a bold adulterer!” Heather’s gaze shifted slightly. However, when she noticed Skye standing behind me like a bodyguard, her face instantly turned cold. “Ethan, do you really want this to end so badly that nobody can walk away from it?” I looked at her mockingly. “The one who won’t be able to walk away in the end might not be me.” I glanced around. Several people had set up cameras and started livestreaming. Without another word, I grabbed the hammer Skye handed me and swung it hard at the freshly r

I questioned, taking my leather jacket and slipping it on along with a pair of my heeled black ankle boots. “Yes. You thought I’d say put on the nice new dress to lounge around the flat? Come on, mate, we’re going to Lava & Ignite.” Mason chuckled a little, tightening his tie again before getting his jacket on. “But first!” Ashton announced, dashing to his room. We all watched him curiously. He returned quickly with a small box. “What’s this?” I asked as he handed me the box. “Your gift from Tiff and me.” he smiled, putting an arm around Tiffany.

I could feel the heat of him against my back and smell the lingering remnants of the incense on his skin, mingled now with the sulphur and ash of being a dragon, but more, I could feel the draw of him behind me, as if our souls were tethered. Ashara was laying the inlaid box on a table within reach of the bath as we entered and looked up with a pleased smile. “It is nice to see you again in this form, taradrakyn. I’ll return in an hour to have the bath removed.” “It is bigger,” he commented. “Yes,” she met my eyes. “The princess requested it made for when you resumed this form.” “I am told it is a nightmare to transport, takes up most of a wagon,” I added.

Artemísia asked, even knowing that the only answer she would have would be silence. The woman did not answer, as expected. But it wasn't long before Artemisia found out why she was silent. Another woman entered the room, she had a skin mixed with brown, white and a few shades of yellow. She wore a cape of brown feathers and also wore a beak-shaped mask, she carried with her a wooden tray full of objects. But one of them made the young woman's body cool down more than it was already cold. There was a kind of dagger in the tray, the blade was so thin and sharp that it looked like a needle that had been flattened and that gained a deadly thread soon after. Most of the things that were on the tr

"I'm just a use-and-dump to Oswald and you, ain't I? I have two wicked, uncaring friends. Poor innocent me. He feigned a cry, but what he received from Wyatt was an unamused snort, which made him harrumph as a response. I rolled my eyes at his act. If he's really innocent, then perhaps we will hardly find a bad person in the world. Asher turned to me and threw a lidded 50-ml white ceramic bottle on my bed. "Apply the mixture on your skin and leave it for 30 minutes to clear away all the impurities, dirt, etc." He instructed, and I nodded. "It mustn't be less than that." He muttered strictly. His voice was a bit tough, and I nodded without hesitation.

, but seriously who draws such a tattoo on an underage teenager who’s grieving? “Asher…” “It’s fine, it’s a long time ago already.” I placed my hand flat on his shoulder and leaned it there for a moment, he didn’t move. His hand came over mine gently. “Towel.” He said. “Bathroom drawer, left side.” I gently slipped my hand away from him and I walked up toward the bathroom, the door automatically slid open. I opened the drawer and reached for the towel. I stopped halfway. Underneath it, sitting flat at the base of the drawer was a gun. Black and small. Everything went silent.