Urbain Novels & Stories

I stare at him a little dumbstruck for a moment. “I am guessing you are Princess Nova?” he asks in thick Southern American accent. I’d say New Orleans. “I am Garrett, your tutor” he says holding out a hand for me to shake. The second I take his hand, I regret it, his hand is warm and soft but his grip is strong yet gentle. I imagine holding his hands. What the hell is he doing to me. My brain is short circuiting. I realise I still haven’t said anything. “Yes. Sorry, I am Nova!” I say too brightly. I try not to show how much I am inwardly cringing at my voice. “Sorry I am a little distracted today”

His eyes remained wide open for a while as he rolled them from time to time. They lived far abit, but a walking distance from Ban, a city that he is said to have abandoned due to an overturn and was overthrown by an Omega. He was strong, but never stronger than his Omega. Ozouf then decided to leave to the upper side of the hill as he lived with Viv, Phelan their daughter and Ziff as well.

"Clancy's grandson bought that mansion over on Bakersridge." "What nonsense are you saying? The man's a biker; for heaven's sake, where would he get that kind of money?" Natalie took a sip of the water the waitress had placed in front of her as she savored the look on Jen's face. Oh, this was going to be good.

I blurt out. Cortèz starts to stroke his cane over the sand making a capital L. “Let.” He says to us while he writes the capital letter U. “Us.” Then strokes his cane again making a capital A. “All.” Writes the letter H. “Heal.” Lastly he finished with the capital U. “Unexpectedly.” Harry finishes. Cortèz smiles. “The island of LUAHU is home for people who wishes to heal. May the both of you heal from your pains and be awakened soon.” He walks away until he magically disappears fading.

"He has admitted to killing the Lortal." As if on cue, the hushed whispers intensified, spreading like wildfire, Jupiter cleared his throat and all went silent once again. "He admitted to killing the Lortal, Hannibal Barca." That's not too bad, Lucian thought. He'd probably get a beating and be done with it and judging by his appearance and the solidifying merlot blood on the floors of the court, he had been punished already. Then what exactly was this meeting for?

he whispered in my ear innocently but it was loud Enough for everyone present in the dinner table because they burst out laughing accept Massimo . TBC

“Oh! Zoe! We failed to heed to his warnings. After the Suramy soldiers besieged this land; pitting their army againstt ours, by a truce, we accepted defeat and agreed passively to their terms. Briah, the priest of Zoe had to inquire from the gods why such a thing could befall us; because the Suramites carried our treasures away, leaving us with only lands to till, and nothing to trade with other kingdoms. They carried most of our young men and conscripted them into their army. As a result, our priest made his findings, and the gods gave him answers. Later, Briah, the priest, assembled the king, chiefs and elders of all the clans together for a meeting. The root of the case came to light. He

Champagne slowly walked into the restaurant, a waitress walked towards her and she gave her best smile. Before Champagne could say anything " This way please " the waitress led her towards a table in the corner, it looked like they had been waiting for her to arrive for a long time. And she didn't mind as long as she didn't have to stand a minute to wait simply because the heels on her feet were starting kill her. Champagne looked around the interior of this French restaurant, the designs seemed ancient but that's all Champagne could guess as she knew nothing about France or it's people.

Karlo Mais quelle garce!, Elle est en train de faire foirer tous mes plans. Merde,je suis sûr que c'est ce Marcelo qui est à la base de ce retournement de situation. Si il n'avait pas été là, Bri n'aurait d'yeux que pour moi. Il crit et lance le verre qu'il tient en main qui va se briser en mille morceaux sur le mur et tombe sur le carrelage de son appartement. Il reprend ses esprits en disant : il ne perd rien pour attendre,il me verra sur son chemin et saura ce que ça coûte de se mettre en travers de ma route. Sale rat de caverne!