What Is A Little Novels & Stories

he says and I just shrug, I'll try. We went back to his office, and they started to talk about littles, other littles, but I'm a little, and I'm their little, what other little are they talking about, I had a big pout on my face now, by the time they were done, I could understand that we're meeting with other littles soon.

He was standing near the window with his coat still on, looking at the bracket board like he was calculating. He greeted them both and then looked at Noah. “How are you feeling?” he asked. “Prepared”, Noah responded. Viktor nodded once. “Good. You're a big boy” They found their spots along the wall. Lena, in Arianna's arms, looked at the room. She was fourteen months old now and had opinions about most things, communicated through a combination of pointing and an expressive range of sounds that did not yet constitute words but conveyed meaning efficiently. She pointed at the bracket board.

Hariel looked at her confused. "What is a phone?" Stephanie's eyes widened. Is he serious? He doesn't know what a phone is? Where did this guy come from? In to the jungle? "Well, It's a communication device that you can easily contact someone. Are you sure you don't know what phone means?" Hariel shakes his head.

"Thank Ms. Ellison for her kindness on my behalf, but my life isn't meant to clean up after her." I hung up and looked out at the busy traffic below. The collapse of that project had come even faster than I expected. A faint smile spread across my lips.

"They have to win a fight. A real fight, I heard. Not just anyone can become a Luna, these Games are about weeding out the weak so that a pack gets a Luna of good quality." I never was much of a fighter but I remembered that I used to beat my little brothers when we were just pups. Of course once you reach your twenties your little brothers aren't so little anymore and it becomes wise to avoid a fight. Maybe I wasn't experienced, but I had some time to train and they wouldn't put me up to it on the first night at dinner. Would they?

“Aw, come on Tigress. Are you still mad about that little thing with Lucille?” I stared at him. How he was able to talk like he hadn’t almost shattered my heart with that ‘little’ stunt of his was beyond me. “It’s not a big deal, I promise. Besides, it’s not like you’re willing to give me any.” My mouth fell open as I gaped at him in shock. “Wha─ So that…” I sputtered for a moment, anger robbing me of my words before I snapped my mouth short and decided he wasn’t even worth the emotion or response.

“Anyway, Daddy let’s move on to more positive discussions.” “Like what princess?” “Our New Year's 18th birthday party.” Trust my sister to turn a lecture on me into something fun and worth celebrating. Yes, Jen and I are as they say the new year's babies. I was born on the stroke of midnight and Jen one minute and a half later.