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May 2020

“An utter fool that wench is.”

Suli realized something, her heart momentarily fluttering.

“He did it on purpose.”

from ch.8 "Sign of Suspicion"

"Me and Milo. Must I remind you that I am boring as hell?" Lily asked.

Jean hugged her. "Wouldn't it be fun?"

(By the way, this is narrated by Earnest, 1st person POV)

"Okay..." I close my eyes and lean up against the window. It's uncomfortable with the hard surface.

"Maybe you... want to rest here," he says, putting his arm around my shoulder and pulling me to him. My head falls on his shoulder.

“She’s a hard woman, my lord.” Iola heard someone utter from behind Nesmir.

“It matters little, captain.” Esamus’ silken tone was unmistakable. “Eventually everyone breaks... it only takes that one moment of weakness.”

“Maybe we’re interpreting it wrongly. The writing is scrawled pretty badly after all,” he said, squinting at each squiggle. “What bothers me though is how so many Self-Awares could just power off and with their memory chip wiped clean as well. What are the possibilities, Ty?”

“The first is a possible catastrophic failure of the software which could be due to certain external environmental conditions or to the evolution of the code which is probably more likely since all are Self-Awares-”

That was not acceptable to Wrath, "SAY SOMETHING!"

He jumped, his heart in his throat, "Something."

hi... like your idea... :slight_smile:
"- I don't think so. I dismiss having you as a competition whenever we leave. Your smile melts any guy.
- I still have difficulty understanding your flirting technique, Dede. It seems to me that rolling your eyes every time a man approaches you, is not effective. We can work this out if you want to. Or we can simply speak ill of men ..."

from my novel

"Listen." Alex spoke the word forcefully, then breathed a heavy sigh. "All that I do back there is take on a job, kill whatever outlaw they want me to kill, head back to the bar, and have a drink while I learn which of the people I have avoided making friends with was killed by pirates that day. This... is vacation to me. I can stay a little longer."

Celestia gave Alex a pleasant smile. "Then I am glad to have you with us."

Elio chimed in with the usual praise: “ But that won’t stop you Andy, you’ll find it without my help in less than a minute!”. To exaggerate his statement he started looking for a place to sit, waiting for the other boy to solve the puzzle that they were confronted with.
“Supportive but not what I'm in need of,'' Andy responded while pulling Elio up.

(from a wip)

“Just that it’s good to know you still have some humanity left. I would hate to work with someone who doesn’t still understand my limitations.”

“I’m glad you are trying to make light of the situation, however…” Placing two hands on his leg I snapped his bones back in place. “I would appreciate it if you could show me a little respect. Me being three thousand years old and all.”

“Did she tell you that?” Iola raised an eyebrow at the handsome young man.

“No, but I think that is safe to surmise.” He replied with shrug of his broad shoulders.

“Exactly. Life is short.”

“Yeah, right. Let's say whatever it takes. But what if I still can't make him fall in love with me in the end?”

Oliver smirked. “I’ll change your name in my phone to 'daddy' and put a heart emoji next to it.”

“I’ll change yours into 'heathen who doesn’t brush his teeth before confessing.'”

Tristan swallowed heavily; saliva clawing down his throat, "What…what is this place?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Ira smirked, the warmth replaced with sizzling cruelty, "This is my Island."

“You people of the civilised cities are soft in the head.” Iola smiled, trying to lighten the gravity of her situation.

“Yes, we may be... at times.” His smile sent a fresh wave of pleasant shivers through her.

“Don’t let anyone in, Ty,” Roy said as he made for the door.

“I won’t.”

“Your mother said I was better than the last guy you dated. Or something like that.”
“Oh, yeah,” Arthur said. “He shot me in the side with a 9mm. She was pissed. It kinda ruined her favorite rug.”

"It's too dangerous to go out in the middle of this blizzard, do you want to die you little brat!?" Screamed Pohg, he was holding him tightly, for him to not run.

"I have to go and help them, I have to go and help mama and papa." Said the kid with his tears filling his eyes, he couldn't handle the truth of his family's death.