Walle Novels & Stories

"I saw you on the shore when I woke up this morning and attended to you. There is fruit in the house, do you want some?” I followed her confused, trying to connect one information with the other, but this woman spoke very fast. “Do you let any stranger into your house? You have even asked my name.” “Your name is Alexander Hardy; you live in New York and you’re a vigilant.” "I'm a security agent, girl,” I said annoyed, "And how do you know all that about me?" "It was in your wallet." She opened the door and let me pass. “Do you have gas on the stove?” I asked confused.

The inside of he Wal, as Michael suggested was quite a view and that money wouldn't be a problem as when the wall would fal When the wall fell, teams would scattered and find Elena in her hiding with her Madrigal boyfriend So then, it was agreed. The islands across the Great sea would help turning the East Wall into rabbles. Two hundred feet high and kilometers in length and meters width was a solid built. It would take great firce and by that, heavy equipments including high geared armaments were agreed to be sent here. As long as the Wall was down, the Islands would share the grounds of Highlands, the grounds of the descendants of the god

A maid insisted the very image of a painting depicting a sorceress, lady Gallagher, one hanging in the gallery rumored to have punished men for disagreeing with her. If only I had that power. *** Tatia The nightmarish desolate grounds called the passing was nothing but Hell. With nothing but my last pass, The king's crown, A souvenir Richard handed to me to contact the living. My legs ached. It was a Herculean task walking in trappings, The chains kept my spirit from returning. To think I would be ascending in weeks. I stopped and looked high to the magistrate. A flaming skeleton who looked down at me menacingly.

I wake up with an irritating sound of someone knocking on my door. When I open my eyes, instead of bright blue walls, I face black and grey walls. It's like a mini apartment. The bedroom and living room are separated with a glass wall with a sliding glass door. There are black and grey drapes covering the glass wall. The wall behind the bed is also a glass wall that goes all the way to the living room. The view of the lake can be appreciated from both the bedroom and the living room.

Shortly after, Roshan went back to work and they left the office for where they were heading. Glossary: 1.) Nikkah: A Muslim term used to mean wedding rites. 2.) Wallah: A Muslim term used to mean 'I swear.'

"Night, night!" Alexandra is sitting on her neatly arranged bed. In her well furnished and decorated bedroom, chatting on WhatsApp. As a girl and only daughter of her parents, her room was properly and richly furnished. Her wardrobe looks beautiful. In the whole house, her room was the only part painted with another colour, apart from white. It was mixed. Pink and white. She is currently chatting with Kenzy, who was busy complaining about Ana, Trisha's friend. Meanwhile, Mrs Wachukwu walks into the room unnoticed.

The place was really big. I studied the door to one of the toilets. It had a short horizontal bar in the middle that read 'closed'. I moved to the next one and this time, the bar was blue and it read 'open'. I shrugged and entered that one. I stood the door from this side and saw there were two bars, one was red while the other was blue. It was for me to slide the right one through the bar space. I replaced the blue one with the one that read 'closed'.

"Use every server in this basement. Break those micro-accounts, find the physical drop points, and get me the plates on those delivery vans. Move." Wallace hit a final sequence of keys. "Running the script now."

He appeared a few seconds later, his hair still damp and a grin on his face. “Hey, Wrath, good to see you,” Rebel said. “We’re having church, but out here. Get the sweet butts to the basement rooms. All members and prospects present for this one,” Nitro said. “Got it,” Rebel said and left as quietly as he had appeared. Nitro turned toward Whitney and gave her a dazzling smile. “Welcome to the Road Warrior’s clubhouse. A friend of Wrath’s is a friend of ours.” “Thank you,” she said softly.

[VIDEO START] [TIME CODE: 09:00 AM] [LOCATION: THE HALE FORTRESS - EXTERIOR GATES] The camera frame is shaky. It zooms in on the massive, fifteen-foot steel walls topped with sensors and what looks suspiciously like automated turret mounts (currently deactivated).