You Re All Surrounded Novels & Stories

All in the palm of my hand. My sharp intelligence is trained by the environment day by day, much stronger. Of course, I could not avoid the envy and harm of many people. But everything that comes to me is very easily resolved, making those around me rumor that there is a spirit that always follows and protects me from any evil harm. And I always smile when I hear them say those things, as an indirect way, you are by my side and protecting me. 'Cuckoo', the door of the room rang, knocking on the door

He laughs, staring at me trying to get back on his feet. “You’re already too late.” I rip his throat out before he finishes throwing him off to the tree once again. A scream echoes nearby and I can tell that one of ours has just fallen. Another comes running towards me wounded. “Fuck, we’re slowly losing formation.” I scan quickly—And realize something horrifying. We’re surrounded. Completely. Dozens now emerging from the darkness. My warriors are scattered too far to regroup quickly. This was never meant to kill me immediately. Just isolate me from the others.

Ed Sheeran and Khalid sang about. They had set up fancy tables, for each table was full of all kinds of delicacies; it was like an elegant dinner party. Everything glittered in white, silvery, and gold; the lights added a different glow to it. And even though everything looked so great, it only reminded me that I didn’t belong. I could feel eyes on us immediately we stepped in, especially on him. He was probably used to receiving such attention but it made me want to cower and hide.

It was enough confirmation that the sleeping figure beside me is really Caesar. After a long moment of just being stunned and staring at Caesar, my eyes slowly went towards my body, and I almost screamed upon seeing the blanket that was covering my body was already on my waist, and I could totally see the bare upper part of my body. But what made my heart beat faster as if I were running in a marathon was when I saw the several bruise-like marks on my chests.

“He did this. He is the one that is going to leave.” She sighed. “You always do this. You’re so worried someone is going to hurt you, you build walls around yourself. You put on that body armor and no one gets in. If they get close, you panic. You’re panicking.”

“Don’t stop.” They walked hand in hand through the quiet streets, the contact sending warmth through her chest she didn’t know how to name. They talked until the world felt small. Until the pond at the edge of town reflected moonlight and Jack splashed at the water. “It doesn’t feel like we just met,” Dennis said finally. Rihanna nodded. “I know.” When they finally said goodnight, it felt unfinished. She walked home with his touch still lingering on her skin. Her phone buzzed before she reached her door.

And beneath it, written in fresh, glowing ink, was a single word: CONTRACT. "We aren't alone," Aiden breathed, as the room began to fill with the sound of approaching footsteps—heavy, rhythmic, and perfectly synchronized. They were surrounded.

On the process of getting up, pinky polluted the air. "Jezzzz" "Oh my goodness" All the students whisper to themselves. Nothing minding the way students were staring at her.. "Keep on looking bitches"she screamed loudly and pour her juice to Ella..the one seating beside her. "Ohh my gosh"she screamed, touching her shirt.. pinky looked at her and went her way. Goodness pinky!!! This girl is insane!!! The girls mumbled to themselves but not loud,if not pinky will deal with them.

He hurriedly replied with just three words: [Wait for me. I looked up at Camelia. At that moment, she only felt like an eyesore. “You can leave now. You don’t need to come back again.” I dismissed her coldly. Camelia jerked her head up. “How can I do that? You don’t have any family around. How can you manage without someone to take care of you?” Halfway through, she suddenly realized she did not count as my family either. Her voice softened as she tried to persuade me. “Let me stay and take care of you, okay?”

Once she felt considerably better, Hazel quickly freshened up and stepped outside the pavilion. The front garden was deserted. Where did they go? she wondered. “Come over here!” Luciana’s distinctive voice carried across the garden corridor, followed by Adrian’s cheerful laughter. Hazel followed the sound toward the backyard—the very place where she had downed glasses of red wine the night before. There, Cassandra, Luciana, Mischa, and Adrian were gathered together, enjoying the morning air. “You’re finally awake?” Luciana greeted her warmly when she saw Hazel approaching. Hazel shot Cassandra a reproachful look.