Youtube Mobi Novels & Stories

No no you can't do that yet , you still need to rest for a while '' she responded shaking her head in disagreement. " Mom I need to ......" " The boy said he wants to sit up let him sit up " another very familiar husky voice responded . I looked up to see the presence I didn't notice was in the room and he has that cold stare on . My mum obeyed gently and helped me sit up , I held onto my head with my left hand as I felt a throbbing sharp pain in my head and I grunted with distress . Silence took over but I know that's definitely not the end , that man always have something to say .

Selene muttered while she looking at the groups of students walking together. While she was waiting for the school bus, she suddenly saw Sev standing in the waiting shed. With his hand inside his pocket, the hoody jacket was still covering his face. Vibration... Selene suddenly felt the vibration of her pocket. She quickly read the name that appeared on her phone. She quickly answered it when she saw her mother's name on it. "Yes mom?" Selene answered her mother's calling. "Selene, are you going home now?" Daniela asked in the other line, tracing in her voice the excitement of talking with her daughter.

"Let's see how calm and collected you are after this." He pulled out a small device from his pocket, a sleek black rectangle that fit neatly in his hand. He pressed a button, and a video feed flickered to life on the screen. Vincenzo's heart sank as he saw Annizah, bound and gagged, her eyes wide with fear. She was in a dimly lit room, the same cold, dank atmosphere as his own prison. "No!" Vincenzo shouted, struggling against his restraints. "You bastard!"

“Nothing important.” “Ah, nothing important,” Liam repeated, crossing his arms. “Is that what we’re calling Kael now?” Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she looked away quickly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Liam chuckled, the sound warm and low. “Leora, you’re not as subtle as you think. Everyone can see the way you look at him. It’s not a crime, you know. He is your mate.” The word “mate” sent a shiver down her spine. She swallowed hard, her voice barely above a whisper. “He doesn’t see me that way.”

No one. She shut the door and slid the drive into her laptop with a caution that felt ceremonial. A folder opened: S2_CAMERA_07 – 04/— an incomplete date, a grainy timestamp. The footage was a stretch of corridor under too-bright lights. Maris crossed the frame, then a man in a dark coat whose face the angle refused to show, then a second file—S2_CAMERA_07 – 04/— (late)—and a figure Evelyn recognized instantly even with the cap pulled low.

REMINGTON 11 MONTHS, 23 DAYS LATER. “We… won?” I muttered beneath my breath, eyes glued to my phone, watching the hockey match live. “We fucking won!” I screamed at the top of my voice, earning a groan from Clark and a grumble from my mum. This was the final match in a major competition, and our school — Chastity Verse — won. “Pull over!” I ordered the driver behind the wheel. He glanced backwards at my mum, who groaned in frustration.

She seemed like an angel among mortals That angel is presently pointing a gun directly at my head and now she has cocked it. "You know, you could save both of us some time by pulling the trigger," I sighed. "I'm a busy man, you see." "Is it so hard to just let him get some time to rebuild and pay you back?" She asked as tears welled up in her eyes. "All I ask for is a little time. Is that too much to give? Don't you want your money?" "Actually, no," I grinned. "Do you know anything about the mafia, honey?"

He slammed the door shut behind me, and I was trapped. "No, Henry, please!" I begged, my voice hoarse with fear, my words tumbling out in a desperate plea. "Don't do this!" But Henry just laughed, his eyes glinting with triumph, his voice dripping with malice, thick and venomous. "You know I want to possess you, body and soul," he sneered, his words crawling under my skin like a dark, sinister shadow. "And now, you're going to be mine. Completely. Utterly. Irrevocably."

Even if someone has never heard the name Marlon Dean Reynolds, chances are, they've heard it at least once in the past couple of months. At just 17 years old, Marlon was a Youtuber with close to 26 million subscribers, but that's not why his name was mentioned so much in the news in recent months.