Wedgie Interactive Story Novels & Stories

"No, that's alright. I wouldn't want to burden you. If she's not here in the next few minutes, I'll just postpone it." Kadeem didn't argue the point, hopeful that Hannah might not arrive on time. "Can you tell us a story," Milo asked, his pudgy face full of hope and curiosity. "Alright, gather 'round." Kadeem gestured for the children to sit before launching into an exciting tale of adventure and bravery. "Once upon a time," Kadeem began, "there was a mighty werewolf named White Fang who fought tirelessly to protect his pack..." As he spoke, he noticed Ardal tending to Erbao nearby, her gentle touch and soothing words an obvious comfort to the sickly child.

I peeled open the paper as it rustled quietly. Inside: Gabriel's soft, restless teething giraffe for sleepy time, which he chewed. He must have dropped the one inside of Alessandro’s car. The car of Alessandro is in that place where he had dropped it. I did not notice that it was missing then. For days I hadn’t noticed a small set of pale yellow socks beside his beloved bedtime book “Little Blue Truck” with apple puree drool wrinkled slightly at the corners. My hand shook a little as I extended it toward the folded note hidden amid the items. Dark ink. Recognisable handwriting. As usual, a bit disordered and tilted

Miss Pei shook it solemnly, as if sealing a pact. “Do you like stories?” Pei asked. “Yes,” Wren whispered. “Good. Because I brought one.” She reached into her tote, drawing out a thin, colorful book. “It’s about a kite that thought the sky was too small.” Wren’s smile widened, teeth showing this time. She climbed onto the couch without hesitation, blanket and all. Liora’s suspicion wavered, caught between relief and wariness. “Where did you find her?” she asked Varian quietly.

"Don't be sweet, I don't want my weight to increase because of your coffee, understand!" Siti sighed, nodded then left in front of her employer. "Mr. Dion isn't tame yet, why add a witch," thought Siti as she walked towards the kitchen. Siti deftly made two cups of coffee ordered by Dion and Regina. It didn't take long for two cups of coffee to be placed on the table. "Excuse me, sir." Siti walked away. "Drink first, Mom. There are many problems we have to solve together." Without answering, Regina sipped the coffee.

Sasha cried in my arms for a long time. My heart ached as I gently patted her shoulder. "Don't cry, Sasha. I didn't expect to drag you into this. I'm sorry, I was too lonely and scared." "Nonsense!" Sasha wiped her tears. "You should've told me a long time ago. My dear Wendy, just how much have you suffered?" She encircled my wrist with her fingers and said, "Look at how thin you've become. Would Luke even have noticed if you didn't tell him?"

Hacker Last night, Wendy and I got a lot of work done digging the trench for the security lines. We made it a game, and I love her competitive spirit. Her wolf is beautiful and my wolf, Saggio, purred loudly at how beautiful Dasha is. She stood proudly, letting him look her over. Then she’d rubbed her face against his, her wolf showing mine the same affection that Wendy showed me. I’m glad that her wolf seems to accept us as much as the woman does.

I disdain being looked at and being upset for others bad behaviors. I didn't take a gander at him again and walked straight where they are playing. Wade promptly strolled towards me and snatch cheetos from mine. "What happened on your hands?" he asked when his eyes tumbled to my hands. "It's simply itchy." He didn't asked me again and pulled me to join their game. "Alright, so next is the boat is sinking. Everybody knows how to play it, right?" "Yes!"

“I haven’t yet found much I am not interested in learning. Except maybe scripture. If the stories in it are true I will go to hell for that. Probably for this too.” “I will teach you Scotts.” Her hands began massaging his sack the way he had shown her and she looked up, “I find the other lessons you are giving me too distracting. The maids give me ten words a day. Mostly opposites to make it easier. Man and woman. Boy and girl. Good and evil. Angelic and wicked. That sort of thing. Ten words a day.” She licked her lips, leaned forward, and touched the tip of her tongue to the base of his shaft, then slid it to the tip. She swirled her tongue around the tip, then looked up at him. “Perhaps yo

"Welcome to the Northern Territory of Tomer Forest!" Wiggy stretched out his hands in the middle of the clearing around which thick tree vines grew. There was nothing or anyone else there but the open field. Phillip and Lillian exchanged glances, then looked around waiting for what would happen. After a few seconds, and only the sound of crickets could be heard, Wiggy turned toward the thick tendrils with a thump. “I said welcome to the Northern Territory! Hey, that's the code!"

He glances in the direction of the two boys who just took off and hisses, “Idiots. Andy needs to get looked at too.” “I didn’t throw him in on purpose,” I meet Quill’s blue gaze, and I see it soften. “I know.” His voice turns hard almost instantly. “We should let the counselors know about this. Let’s head back.” As we begin the trek back, I’m unusually subdued. My mind is racing with possibilities. What just happened? It couldn’t be real, right? This healing speed was almost supernatural! I shudder. Everything about this place is weird. “Have you ever heard of piranhas in streams?” I ask, slowly.