Zola Stories Novels & Stories

The night was dark and stormy, the rain lashing down against the windows like a furious beast. But inside the cozy cottage nestled in the woods, a fire crackled merrily in the hearth, casting a warm glow over the room. This was the perfect setting for a story, and indeed, a story was about to begin. A story about a young girl named Zoe, whose life was about to change forever.

Somewhere else, Zara was washing blood from a wrist and thinking she’d won for the night. I lay back and stared at the ceiling. I imagined the headline tomorrow: ANOTHER ATTACK AT BLACK ESTATE. I imagined the week after: WIFE FLEES FOR SAFETY. I imagined the month after: DEVOTED FATHER STANDS BY MOTHER OF HIS CHILD. Stories are just bricks. You stack them high enough and they become a wall. Walls make homes. Homes keep men. I closed my eyes and smiled. Tomorrow, we push harder. Zara’s POV

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.