Vol Novels & Stories

Minus The office’s decor, like the rest of the pool hall was over the top and ultra-modern. The walls were adorned with framed movie posters of Scarface and the Fast and the Furious, along with murals of Che Guevara, and Pancho Villa. Only one person now occupied the office. A man in a purple suit, standing in front of an oversized mahogany desk. He was wiping blood off a large bowie knife. On the desk sat a brass name plate that read Viper – Chief Executive Officer.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

v. I turn to look at everyone who all still have their eyes glued to the t.v., everyone seems to be taking this way too seriously, its miles away so it doesn't exactly affect us, I smile to myself, what this lot need is a good show, I look to Acre beside me and notice he's already watching me with a twinkle in his eyes "what you thinking bro?" he mind links me "I think they are taking this way too seriously" "my thoughts exactly, what you got in mind?"

I turned off my phone and cried all the way home. I went straight to the refrigerator to grab my wine. I needed to calm my nerves. I pulled out my phone, turned it on, and called Kita. "Hey , girl what's up? I'm kind of in the middle of some." She answered the phone out of breath. "Nothing, just call me back when you get time."

* Viglet : A small wand to extract Esze from the circuits in the body. * Vitr Bris : 'Wind Blast' in Elvian.

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V7" Don't be like that! They are trying their best! You should work more on your creation skill if you want them to be able to speak properly!" V1" V1's Products, only good for one thing. It's either thinking or speaking." ______________________________________________

" Why would you say that?" " Your drink. It puts you in the mood I think." Shit! Put you in the mood, as in turns you on or what? " I... I don't know. She just gave it to me." Reynold chuckles and nods, his left hand clad with a silver Rolex wrist watch and tattoos, taps on the counter. " I'm Reynold. What's yours?" " Uh..." I clear my throat. " Sasha." I smile at him. I can not believe I almost forgot my cover name.