Walle Novels & Stories

Helpless plunge my being as another series of self-destructive and depressing thoughts ran through my head. To distract me, I peered around the room taking in the interior. The room was generously large with a Royal-size fancy bed pushed against the wall opposite the bedroom door with an ottoman at the edge and with nightstands on either side of it. A 70 inch or maybe bigger Tv was mounted to the left side of the wall where the bedroom door was framed.

So yeah, he is a keeper. "I guess you should get inside now, mike said. I am sure Mr Bills is already waiting for you." "Alone?" "What?" "Will I be going inside alone?" "Do you want me to call Mr bills for you?" I heavy out a sigh. He's probably busy. "Don't bother, Ain't you coming in?" "I'm not allowed in." "Why not?" "Alex may treat me like a Fam, but to his family, I am just a mere driver who needs to know where he belongs."

It makes me sad and I don't like that it does that to me. Munching on my waffle I shove it into my mouth to have a free hand to open the door. Opening the big back door I walk out into a beautiful big open field. A field that we train on, play on and have parties on. The field was as big as a football field reaching out until stopped by a wall of thick forest that every wolf in the pack enjoys running in. I take a deep breath enjoying the sun on my face still munching on my other waffles.

Shannon seeing this as her cue to leave walked back out of the room. The two girls shrugged down their robes, leaving them unclad. Their porcelain skin glowed and something behind their necks caught Lyra's attention as they wiggled their hips toward him. The reddish–pink welts behind their neck had a name which she could only assume was his on it. "Marcellus". The swirls of his name formed a beautiful pattern as it embossed itself in their skin, almost like a tattoo. She heard a small groan leave his lips when one straddled him and the other sat beside him, pulling at his shirt.

But what it was, he could not tell. He sighed and looked to the ground. He caught sight of a beautiful sea shell, it's size as big as half his hand. He picked it up and stared at it. The beautiful colours of the shell made Williams smile. It was so gracefully structured, it's colours blending into each other smoothly. For a some seconds, Williams kept on smiling, but then he came to a realization that the happiness would be only temporal.

“I guess I have to go,” I said quickly. I foolishly took steps at a normal human speed. As a result, Justin managed to stop me again and get in my way. “Are you a wolvire?” Justin asked suddenly. I looked at him confused. “My name is Bara, not Wolvire.” Justin patted his forehead like he was out of mind because of my foolishness. “I mean ‘wolvire’; stands for wolf-vampire.”

It was just simply stupid to the point that I’m the one that reading it felt annoyed. “it all 4 gate that has been destroyed…not only that, the wall were also damaged!!…Hallerusia right now is simply exposed!!…we can’t leave it like this!!..if not all this war will be simply for naught!!..”. (Queen Helen Hallerus)

“Ah, the wolf queen and her little dragon princess. Still standing, still spitting defiance. How… quaint.” Cheyenne arched a brow, crossing her arms like she was bored rather than standing in the heart of enemy territory. “Quaint? That’s a five-dollar word for someone who looks like he hasn’t showered since the Ice Age.” Tora smirked, folding her arms to mirror her sister. “Careful, Alida. He might take that as a compliment. You know how villains are — all greasy hair and broody speeches. Bet he practices them in the mirror.”

"It's not a wall, Mama." Jeff took a hesitant step forward, his hand reaching out but not quite touching the impossibly smooth surface. He looked back at me, his face ashen. "Demi," he said, his voice hollow with disbelief. "This isn't a natural formation. This is a data storage bank. A server wall." The world seemed to tilt. A server? The size of a mountain range?

CHAPTER SEVEN Wanda’s breath caught in her throat as she stepped into the lavish cottage house. The entrance was a breathtaking display of opulence, with tall glass walls that offered a panoramic view of the shimmering Las Vegas skyline. The interior was no less stunning: polished marble floors, modern chandeliers dripping with crystals, and plush furnishings in soft, inviting tones. It was the epitome of luxury, a place designed to impress and indulge.