Witch Wheel Novels & Stories

she started half stepping past me, once her back was turned I shoved her but she was able to grab my wrist at the last second and pulled me down with her. We started to roll and roll down hill towards a ditch filled with dirty water "AHHH" I screamed and started grabbing at the grass to find something to stop the fall, my hands searched the wet grass before I finally felt something metal hit my thumb I quickly grabbed onto it and used to pull myself back upwards Alexis noticed I had stopped rolling and grabbing onto my leg making it hard for me to pull myself up. I looked down at her "let go of my leg" I yelled while still holding tight to the metal rod

They were gear teeth hidden in the concrete. ​"It’s a dial," Damian realized. "The entire press is a combination lock." ​I reached for the massive flywheel. It was cold, the iron biting into my palms. I didn't need a code; I needed a rhythm. I turned it three rotations to the left the "Vance" turn. Then, I stepped back and let Damian take the handle. ​"Now you," I whispered. "The Thorne turn. Four rotations to the right. The partner’s weight."

As there is an odd number, Kennedy offers to sit out the first round and rotate in the next. “I’m the only single in the condo. I will sit out,” I explain. The men agree, so they line the cups up in front of each of them on their sides of the table. “When you start, you go in order down the line on each side, chug the beverage in your glass, turn the empty cup over, then try to tip the cup over so that it stands upright before the next person goes. First team done wins,” I share. “Now, we need to decide on one drink everyone will chug,” I say.

JAYSON'S POV (Continued) I quickly move away from there, and by the time I take my eyes to where I saw Cherry last, i can't find her anymore. I sigh and move to the wine area, picking up some expensive ones and moving to the cutlery area located close to the wine area, I pick some really expensive mugs, wine glasses and carefully put them in my trolley to avoid them from breaking. I'm about leaving the area, but turning left I collide with someone moving straight towards me, and if not for my strong composure, I would have fallen.

When he calmed down again, he went right back to business: “I’ve brought wheke ropes from the south to make sure we don’t get separated and we can find our way back to the entrance. I also brought these.” Aki stared at what Sasha was handing her. It looked like a miner’s helmet but instead of a headlamp of Everlite, it was fitted with something completely different: a multi-colored pinwheel. “What’s THAT?” “I invented this myself. Behind the pinwheel there’s a vibratile element that constantly engages with the eyelets of the wheel. It emits a steady clicking sound. Of course without your constant breeze it wouldn’t work.” “What do we need to wear this for?”

I checked the bed frame for metal but nothing loose I could use, until I remembered the underwire in my bra. It took me 5 minutes to bring it out. It was thin and flexible. I loosened the screw head with the wire but there were three more screws and I was working on the second one when I heard voices. I quickly replaced the vent grate, hid the wire in my socks and sat on the bed, pretending. The door opened and two armed men came in. "On your feet. You're being moved." "Where?" I questioned. "The Architect wants you processed in the integration wing."