Watch A Novels & Stories

Adrian~ I look at the photograph for a long time. It comes without warning. Not through the layers. Not with the filing system catching it first. A Sunday afternoon. The gate at the end of the drive, and her on the step watching it. Not with a book. Not with anything. Just watching, with the specific patience of someone who has made a decision and is giving the world time to execute it. Her elbows on her knees. Her good dress already creased at the back from sitting. The buttons on her jacket done up wrong — second button in the first hole, the whole thing slightly crooked — and she either hasn’t noticed or doesn’t care.

To be honest, I had seen it so often that it didn't surprise me anymore. Sure enough, Hailey started listing my crimes. "All I did was give him a watch. How dare you threaten him? Apologize to him right now, or I'm going to demote you!" Without waiting for my response, she dialed Jaxon's number and put the call on speaker. I could barely say a word before he started his wounded act. "I'm the one who should apologize, Ms. Miller. I shouldn't have accepted your gift if it was going to make Mr. Chase so mad. I'll return the watch. Please just tell Mr. Chase to stop targeting me at work."

even he realised that he was making no sense. “ The watchers have the ability to teleport people, and they're also the ones that gave you the potion. All you get from them is two vials, one for teleporting you to the location and the other for teleporting you out of the destination. “You can't have more than two,”

"You mean, Mrs. Lyana? You know something about us?" Mrs. Lyana nodded, this time with a warmer expression. "Before inheriting this orphanage, I was a watcher," she explained. "Watcher?" Ailee repeated the word without understanding its meaning. "Watcher is a term for a human who has been trusted by the werewolf nation," Mrs. Lyana continued. "We are a kind of guardian, someone who takes care of the affairs of the human world for them. I'm not part of the pack, but I'm involved in their world affairs. I am the watcher of Aaron's mother."

He stared at her, "Don't you like watching this?" Scarlett was speechless. Who likes watching this? She had just randomly picked a channel. She had no idea it would show something like this. "You watch it. I'm going to bed." Scarlett stood up, not wanting to stay in this awkward atmosphere and continue watching the embarrassing show. Wayne grabbed her arm, his deep voice carrying a hint of allure, "Stay and watch with me." She was stunned. He likes watching cheesy Korean dramas? She turned back, "You..."

� 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘵, 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢

I asked and saw a sheepish smile formed on his face. While waiting for Aaryan to return I was looking at his Netflix's recently watched list, there were so many interesting series to watch however I was not interested in any. There was also only one series in the list of currently watching and I very well knew Aaryan will watch it when he returns.

Anaya yelled, her eyes locked on the dark silhouette of Christ Church looming at the far end of the square. Vikram reached into his leather satchel, his fingers brushing past the cold glass of the vial before gripping the shattered silver pocket watch they had pulled from the underground vault. The metal casing was burning hot now, the internal friction of its forced counter-rotation melting the intricate brass gears within. He raised the watch toward the advancing line of shadow entities and slammed his thumb down on the master winding crown.

Instead, you watch, you let people show you who they are when they thought nobody was paying close attention. Near the far wall—a girl I recognized from the website was doing the most unconvincing job of not looking at someone across the room that I had ever witnessed in my life. Her name's Sasha, if I recall correctly. I followed her gaze. Zarek, I also recognized him from the website. He had the kind of presence that filled space naturally and Sasha was absolutely, completely, unsuccessfully pretending she hadn't noticed it. Oh this is easy, this is almost too easy.

Addendum: Visual data suggests tertiary consciousness emerging within the Veil. Designation: The Watcher. A pause. Then, a whisper not part of any transmission—so faint it could be mistaken for a glitch. Maeve… don’t close it again. The feed ends.