Unscramble Turmoil Novels & Stories

Warren I fucked up. Well and truly. And I didn’t know how to fix it, which wasn’t like me, I knew how to fix issues, it was a simple call, pull of strings, words whispered to the right people and everything I needed to be done would be. But with Heron, there were no strings to pull, the irony of her being a seamstress was not lost on me. I stood a moment, the cold night air mocking me as I gripped tightly on the drink between my fingers. The smooth crystal glass, warping my features as I stared down at it. Not able to stomach the liquid for the first time.

John asked. “That’s not success” Antoine said. “No… but that’s the price you need to pay” John told Antoine. “Weirdly I never wanted to” Antoine said in frustration. He hardly believed any of the words John was saying. “That is why we call it collateral damage and if that was your problem then man… you really need to grab the grip. If you continue to act like that then you will be taking yourself down and I am worried that our behavior might affect me too. Be a man and have courage to go through your ambition because if you won’t then someone else will” John said.

I smiled, “Please tell me” “Its just, everyone keeps saying to me why are you even bothering? You’ll just leave her again like every other time! That I am torturing you. Maybe this was all a mistake...” I sat there confused and I have never seen Abran look that guilty in all my life. Even though his statement knocked me for a six, I still stood by my decision. He didn’t say anything as he stood up, taking both our bowls with him as he walked into the kitchen. I watched as he fumbled through cupboards before he pulled out a clean bandage then filled up a small bowl with warm water and some liquid. I couldn’t read the label so I just waited while he walked back into the room.

Randall asked, holding him but he slammed his hand down. “Fuck! Fuck!” Cursing, tears glistening in his eyes, feeling utterly powerless. Hating himself for not using his cognition before. “Tristan, please don’t scare us. Tell us what the hell is happening.” Ruth called, worried to find Tristan broke like this. Sniffling, he looked back at Katastrofi, wiping his eyes, explaining with trembling lips. “Before us is… Katastrofi the Destroyer... Our one young mistake brought him to this world. I told you guys to not go there! I told you it’s dangerous. We are doomed now!” He yelled at them with a tear rolling down.