Unordinary Novels & Stories

This is the story of every winter where my parents never help me out, its just that they order me to clean it up. After a while, I felt like my whole body was freezing and I didn't have any energy left in my body so I decided to take a break and sat on the stair. Sitting there I noticed the small children of the neighborhood play snow fight and I couldn't help but laugh and enjoy. I remembered how I always wanted to play snow fight but my parents never allowed me. Watching the other children of my age play snow fight or enjoying together that time made me feel sad because I was never allowed to play with them. I was always inside the house, doing homework or helping mom.

Doctor replied and I nodded. “He gets these nightmares.” I whispered and he nodded understandingly. “Yes! Closed spaces or fire and some other things cause them and also headaches. They reduced eventually, but never disappeared.” He said and glanced at Nakul. “They stopped recently from two weeks completely.” Nakul said and I glanced at him surprised because I didn’t think about that. “Everything can’t be cured by a professional. Some things need their tending by something on their own or anything specific.” That’s the statement he got.

Theresa also held a facial expression that showed she also felt the weirdness I felt in the air. All of a sudden, Brent's eyes glowed up, and he began to make weird noises. His bones were also cracking, and he was acting weird. "Brent? Are you okay?" Alpha Diablo asked, looking really concerned about him. "I think you should move away from him." I warned again as I moved a few steps backwards. A scream tore into the air, and it caught our attention. "Help! The undead are alive!" I heard a woman scream in a distance , shouting for help.

Liam's in for a world of trouble! °°°F.G°°°

The territory with its boundary and its history and its memorial and its ceremony ground and its permanent shimmer of two realms held in contact. It was ordinary. Completely, specifically, exactly ordinary. She had spent a long time believing that ordinary was what happened when extraordinary failed — that ordinary was the consolation, the default, the lesser version of the significant. She had believed this without knowing she believed it, the way people believed things they had absorbed rather than chosen. She had been wrong.

unexpected. I took a half bath first before climbing into bed. I think I'm just hallucinating. It was like a dream. Never in my entire life did I expect something like this to happen. I didn't expect that a new friend will give me this feeling. This feeling that being wanted. That I'm also important. I feel important to my family, but James is different. He's giving me various feelings that I can't feel to my friend nor my family. He's very different.

strained to get my eyes open because of the Ray of sunlight peeping through the blinds. Holy shit! I cursed and flicked my eyes open looking all over the unfamiliar room I am in. I tried to get up but a strong muscular arms wrapped around my waist and we were completely naked. What the hell am I doing In a stranger's bed?

"What the f*ck?" Lisa wandered down the corridors, passing the barbies, the jocks, the nerds, and the shadows, feeling like a science experiment as people seemed to stop and sniff as she went passed them. Another high school first day, it was safe to say she made an impression as she turned her famous glare on any that would meet her eye, but to her surprise, most would bow their head and show submission, except one girl.

Mom and dad had brought me and my twin brother Acre up learning about some war that's supposed to happen, we trained and trained but there's been no sign of a war so far so maybe this was it, maybe we could get this war over with and then I can get on with my life, Both me and Acre wanted to travel and I couldn't really see me being too far from him ever so we decided that we would go together, we loved the idea of seeing new parts of the world and if I'm honest I felt a bit suffocated here, don't get me wrong I love my family but they weren't the problem it was everyone else, because of who we were everyone our age treated us both as though we were special, you would think we were bloody go

Naomi The place they had brought me to was truly peculiar. As I stepped outside, my senses were overwhelmed by the vibrant sight of emerald green grass swaying gently in the breeze, the symphony of chirping birds, and the soothing sound of flowing water. It was a picturesque scene that could easily grace the pages of a fairytale. However, as I ventured inside, a stark contrast awaited me. The furniture, with its intricate carvings and exquisite designs, seemed more fitting for a museum than a home. Yet, amidst the grandeur of each room, an eerie absence of warmth and vitality lingered in the air. It felt as if every breath I took subtly drained my energy, leaving me with a sense of unease.