Turtle Ashtray Novels & Stories

"You stole it, you mean." "Procured fits better. We intend to give it back once we're done. More loan than even procurement," Taryk said, scratching at his chin. He shrugged before looking back at me. "Please tell me you've been keeping it in a stable climate with low humidity out of the sunlight?" I could feel my chest getting tight, a burn building behind my eyes. "Actually, it's the perfect size for making one of my jacks level in the garage," Asher said.

Once she and Dexter's mother were settled in the living room, Taesha presented her gift to Pamela Lee. "Mrs. Lee, I brought you a gift. I hope you like it." Taesha warmly says, handing her the beautiful red and gold wrapped box. Pamela smiled as she opened up the lovely wrapped gift. Taesha had purchased two beautifully carved flower crystal wine glasses with a similar flower design wine bottle of her famous hibiscus and saffron wine.

Jacob reached out and loosened his necktie, suddenly took out a square box from another pocket, bent his lips, and said, "A New year present for Ash." "..." She thought he forgot. Ashley blinked slowly, reached out, and took it, "Thank you." Ashley went home and looked at the living room. Sure enough, her parents haven't come back yet. She went straight back to her room, sat on the carpet beside the bed, and dug out the box she had just got. It was a simple solid color box with a logo printed in the center. She reached out to open the box. Inside was a silver bracelet, the style looked like a fox.

The floor groaned beneath my bare feet, and my shoulder complained like it had an overpriced mortgage. The desk there was massive. You could host a state banquet on it. It was made of dark walnut, carved with eagles, lions, and whatever else vane power liked to overdo. It looked like it had personally declared three wars and vetoed twenty peace treaties. On top of it were dusty ledgers, two stacked pistols, and a crystal ashtray with a single half-smoked cigar, long dead. Even the smoke here had history.

Her face remained emotionless. I rolled my eyes at all her quirks and schemes, yet I did what she said. This woman and her wild antics. She even goes this far to stop me from smoking. I pulled the item from the bag. It was a white box. I opened it in a haste and saw what she bought for me. ‘Ashtray?’ I asked myself after seeing the Logo. I looked at Ahbaya with loads of questions on my mind, yet I didn’t — couldn’t say a thing. An ashtray?

"Sit, sit. Make yourselves comfortable. I'll just have a moment to put the tea kettle on." Everywhere I looked there was the color. Bolts of fabric lined the walls and spilled over onto more shelves. There was a large table covered with a green mat and rulers of all sizes hung from pegs on one end. Quilts, bags, jackets, and wall hangings were hung from the ceilings and on the walls. It was a beautiful space and made me want to curl up like a cat. Tasha came back carrying a thick glass tray. The teacups were unlike any I had seen before, ornate silver cup holders about three inches high with clear glass cylinders rising out of them.

’ I couldn’t make out Asher’s reply because I’d already opened the front door and my head now rang with the excited chatter of Cassidy and Breyona. The cheerful blonde of the two toted in what looked like a kit full of nail supplies and make-up, while Breyona held up two bottles of the dark-colored whiskey Giovanni and Asher often drank. The maple and teak finish were still growing on me, but for Breyona it was an instant favorite.

"I need to know whether to pack binoculars, sunscreen, maybe even a folding stool!" Pink crept up her neck. Two days of cold shoulders, one dramatic exit, and now she had to beg? Like slapping someone then demanding candy? "Relax, I'll—" Her hand came free abruptly. Asher crossed to his desk, retrieving two paper bags—one from the surface, one from the floor—and presented them with ceremony. Jellycat's distinctive logo. Her breath caught. "What's this?" "For you." The snowy terrier and golden Labrador plushies tumbled into her arms. Wendy thrust her phone at Asher without thinking, clutching the stuffed animals with a squeal.

he said as Ashley smiled brightly before nodding as Jake left. As Jake left, Ashley stood up from the couch and proceeded to look around before something caught her eye, "Hey, I got red wine, I hope that's ok- Ash?" Jake called out as he entered the living room with two glasses and a bottle of red wine. Ashley turned around with a smoke hookah in her hand as she raised an eyebrow, "What's this?" She asked as Jake rolled her eyes, "That's Max's," he replied as he reached for it causing Ashley to pull away from his reach.

It was because I would not buy him expensive toys or let him play on his phone without finishing his homework. The biggest reason was my refusal to allow Leia to be his mother. Even so, when I noticed the slab that was about to fall, I rushed forward without hesitation to shield him with my arms. The slab struck me on my head and left a gaping wound. But he pushed me away and grabbed Leia’s hand. He asked her with a concerned look on his face if she was scared. Williams Taylor burst in with a gas mask, and he was the first to rush over. He got hold of the only gas mask and handed it to Leia.