Visual List Novels & Stories

The inspector replied back "I know that you're someone of a high position, perhaps a cop?" Vic asked stylishly. "You better run along, your friends might be waiting for you." The inspector quickly said after arranging the files that were scattered on the floor. 'Plan A aborted, then I'll have to go through plan B. System, activate Visual memory reading skill' Vic ordered the system "It's a pleasure meeting you sir." Vic stretched his hands for an handshake. "And you too, ..."

She makes a confusing gesture with a creased face which without context would make her look like she was having some sort of painful spasm. "A couple maybe, I think?" She gasps and shakes her head. "It was just the same, over and over, kissing, penetration, done, if I was quick enough I could get myself off, but no, it wasn't great." "Oh darling, seriously?" She rifles through my drawers until she finds a notepad and starts scribbling furiously. "What are you doing?" She sniggers, moving away when I try to see what she's writing. "Just wait a second, I'm making you a fuck it list."

Only then did Vlad reveal a satisfied smile and join the fight. Vanora found his little trick meaninglessly sick and cruel. If they had went all out from the get go, they would have won the battle without losing as many lives on their side. However, she closed one eye to it. She held no compassion for the beings on either side of the war. Things had also been progressing quite smoothly for her, so she did not feel the same urgency to get stronger. The idea to use visualisation as a tool to manage her emotions came to Vanora one day. Once she had the idea, she put it to practice. She pictured an ocean full of fishes. The ocean reflected her emotions. The fishes in it were her thoughts. Whenev

Once their cars drove in through the huge black gate, Violet glanced through the tinted glass window of her rear seat and her jaws dropped in amazement, shock, surprise, what was it that she could give as a name to her present state? Her jaw and mouth were dropped in awe. ‘Is this a house?’ Her subconscious mind asked.

"What's on your mind Alina? Have you seen anything?" "No. Everything has a pulse, and my eyes hurt. Like...well...the edges of things blur. There's spots when I blink or focus, they bubble around. Its like a Jackson Pollock piece...may I never see his work again." I feel a silent chuckle through Dallas's back. "Sarcasm? Really? You want these to possibly be your last words?" He whispers, teasingly. "No. I want them to sassier." "Is that even a word?"

I raise an eyebrow as she pauses, picking out what looked like a four by six photograph. She smiles, her eyes watering at the corners. She looks up at me, back at the film, and then up at me again. She places it face down onto her lap before locking the box again and placing it onto the nightstand. Then, she hands the piece of film to me. I grabbed it, flipping it over. It's a photo of a baby and a woman. He's swaddled in a blanket, held close to the woman's chest. They share the same eyes, the same lips, the same jet black

I announced as I took my phone and checked something " Guys looked at this photo," I said as I handed it over to them " What about it? " Lyon asked as he gave me the phone " This was a group picture we took at the entrance of blu island, if you remember carefully the van was parked behind us and if you zoom into the picture you’ll notice that the van isn’t there " " Are you… saying…Melody isn’t… real? " Liv said in stutter as she widened her eyes “ Yes, and No, I don’t just think Melody isn’t real but I think everything about her isn’t real. We are having been living in an illusion "

Viso eyed the fruit basket in front of him with hungry eyes. Last night, He painted the ocean red with the blood of his enemy's dogs. But that was not the only Red He recalled from last night. His mind imprinted an image of another shade of Red.The girl with Cherry lips. Viso couldn't get her out of his mind and wondered who she was. He knew she watched him kill those dogs and she ran away from there in terror. This gave him a reason to catch her but that was not the only reason He wanted to catch her.