"A-Are you an alien?" One of the boys questioned tentatively. "Not that I know of." I cracked a small tentative smile. The boy who hadn't said anything, returned my smile with one of his own, then proceeded to turn to the others. "I don't know about you guys, but I sure as hell don't want her for an enemy." He laughed, approaching me with something that resembled excitement. "What do you say? Allies?" He stuck out his hand to me. I reached out my hand hesitantly. "Allies," I murmured while cautiously shaking his hand. -- Sunny Callaghan isn't like anyone else. Then again, being a test tube baby does that to you. When her 'parents' smuggled her out of the laboratory at the age of seven, they never planned for an alien invasion in their ten-year-plan. As Sunny races across the country to stop the aliens, she meets friends, foes, and just straight up bad people. Follow along on her journey to save Earth and the people she loves. Heads up: I've never tried writing a story like this, so here goes nothing.
The woman named Julia pushed the cart a little faster as we approached another door. I could see the feet of other scientists through a small tear in the white fabric. I was tempted to stick my head out and ask what was going on, but the nice lady told me to stay quiet and out of sight no matter what.
She was the only one who's ever been nice to me in this place. Everyone else just wanted to stick needles in me. I didn't like this place. I didn't like it at all. Suddenly the cart rolled to a stop.
"Hello Julia, where are you going with that?" A female voice questioned from somewhere to my left. I continued to sit criss-cross apple sauce, just like Julia taught me.
"Just delivering it to the kitchen, " I recognized Julia's voice as she spoke. Her voice was soft, unlike everyone else's.
"The kitchen is the other way, " the lady informed her. I heard Julia take a deeper breath, making her breathing irregular. I wondered what was wrong, but I stayed as still as I could.
"Oh, I know. I'm just stopping by the testing units to see if they have any extra dishes they'd like for me to drop off, " she reasoned, though her excuse was torn like this sheet was.
"Why would they have dishes in the testing units?" The woman seemed to be getting suspicious and I felt my palms sweating. I wiped them on my white dress and rolled my neck. It was really cramped in here, but the nice lady promised I wouldn't be in here for very long.
"Any extra equipment they might have, " she replied smoothly. I didn't know why I was here. Is she taking me for more testing? Will it hurt like last time? I tried not to think of last time and assured myself that Julia wouldn't do that to me.
"They need disinfectant for the equipment, not dish soap, Julia, " the woman continued to grow skeptical and even seven-year-old me knew that this wasn't going very well.
"Yes, but I can also collect the robes to take to the laundry room, Dolores, " Julia continued to argue. Why was this woman so interested in where she was taking me?
I assumed that the conversation was over because the cart started to move again. Julia made a few sharp turns and I nearly fell out a few times, but my sharp reflexes kept me on the trolley. I began to hold onto the side of the cart for support as the ride got more aggressive.
I continued to watch my surroundings through the tear until we were in a dark room. "Alright honey, you can come out now." Her voice was soft like nothing I'd ever known. I was envious because mine sounded like one of the robotic machines they'd tested me with. They didn't let me talk often, and when I was allowed to make noises, it was against a leather strap as I cried out.
I crawled out from under the tray and stood up to my full 4'4" height. "You did an amazing job, I'm so proud of you!" She was whispering and I didn't know why, but I decided to go along with it.
"I-" I coughed to clear my throat, "-I did?"
I could see her smile through the dim light. "Yes, you did absolutely fantastic, " she continued. There was a knock from outside. Ir seemed to follow a practiced order and she sighed a breath of relief. She opened the door and it revealed Allan, another scientist who had been nice to me.
"Hi Allan!" I whispered as the door shut.
"Hi!" He replied with just as much enthusiasm before turning to Julia. "Do you have it?"
Julia opened a sachet that I didn't know she had and he smiled at her before kissing her forehead. "Great. Now, the alarms haven't sounded yet so we ca-" as he said it, a loud shrill pierced the air, followed by flashing red lights. "Too late, " he finished, ushering me back into the cart. They started to wheel me out and I couldn't see anything anymore, it was dark aside from the flashing lights.
Suddenly, a door opened and sunlight streamed through a tiny hole in the sheet. I wanted to poke my head out of the blanket, but I remained still. "I need you to jump out on the count of three, alright? One, two, three, " Allan counted. I hopped into the back of some sort of big metal thing. The chairs were leather and Allan closed a giant door over me. Terror took hold of me and I wondered what type of experimental device this was.
Julia sat in one of the seats in the front and I looked at her fearfully. "Don't worry, this is a car. It takes you places, like the cart!" She explained cheerfully. I beamed at her and looked out the window with excitement. I'd never been out of that building, I wondered where I was going.
Then Allan dumped all the bags in the seats right in front of me and got into the seat with a wheel in front of it. He stuck a pair of keys into a hole beside the wheel and moved a stick back. The car made a loud noise and he reversed quickly. Then he started to drive forward and out of the grouping of cars. I'd picked up most of my vocabulary from the conversations between the scientists, but most of the words were too big for me to understand. They'd give me the occasional book which I loved. If there was one good thing about that place, it was the words.
I loved languages, they were my favourite things ever. When I'd learned that there was more than one, I was 'elated' as I'd learned from one of my most recent reads. As it turns out, I can understand more than one. Many, in fact.
"You need a name, and I don't suppose you want it to be the one those people gave you, hmm?" Julia looked back at me with a small smile. I shook my head exaggeratedly and she laughed delightfully. "Okay, what about... Sunny? Like the sun? It's bright and warm, it's right there."
She pointed to something in the sky and I looked out of the window and up. There was a bright ball of yellow and I stared at it. "You're not supposed to look at it for long, " Allan informed me, eyeing me through a mirror with a smile. I looked away and a pink dot followed my line of sight.
"Oops, " I replied, smiling sheepishly.
"Stop being so scary, it's not attractive." "Yeah, okay, whatever you have to tell yourself." ---------- Casey Hall is a simple girl, leading a simple life. That is until Jeremy Storm takes an interest in her dimples, button nose, and 'cute ass'. Jeremy Storm is the type of guy that girl's like Casey Hall don't talk to. He's popular, athletic, and honestly too attractive to be real. When Casey's and Jeremy's paths cross because of the locker room pact, their lives become intertwined and they're both in for one hell of a ride. ----------- "The locker room list shall never be told to any female, otherwise every male in this holy room will have to deny the truth and shame the traitor." "Yeah, yeah, and cut off your testicles or whatever, just don't do it."
"Hey." "You." "Boy with curly hair." "Hi." "I'll poke you." He raised an eyebrow at that last one. "I'll do it." I threatened, raising and wiggling a finger. Slowly I moved it toward his tan flesh. When my finger was mere inches away from his body, he grabbed my finger and held it in front of his face. I made an 'O' shape with my mouth before bursting into a fit of laughter. ------ Isabella is an FBI undercover operative, one of the best due to her to tortured past. Though there's a hole in her heart, she covers it up with her bubbly personality and quirky attitude as best she can. Struggling to survive a vicious love triangle, Isabelle deals with betrayal, love, heartbreak, and lots of puns.
Gabriel is no ordinary guy; far from it. Having a demon for a father, and a now fallen angel for a mother is bound to have its issues. Gabriel has the overwhelming urge to do bad things, so using his inexplicable powers, he sets abandoned buildings alight. It's all a fun and games, a perfect way to burn stress, until one night he burns Mary's shed - with her inside. Oh, and of course a love triangle. ---- Amazing cover creds to: @SassySatanX
"You're crazy." "Sweetheart, crazy's my middle name." ------ Daredevil; a reckless person who enjoys doing dangerous things. Darren 'Crazy' Carson is a daredevil in every sense of the word. He's never turned down a dare, never chickened out, and he's never, EVER, given a shit. Not until he met Faith Evermore at least. Faith Evermore was just a normal girl until she receives a secret invitation to a very exclusive club. An invitation that will change Faith and Darren's lives forever. Dares, Challenges, and Heartbreak come barrelling towards these two as they meet, and their lives will forever be changed. AMAZING COVER CREDS TO @sassySatanX
What happens when a hook-up gets complicated by a baby? Can she hide the secret from him? Or will he show her how possessive he can be when he learns she's carrying his child? "Seven years ago, I had a one-night stand with my brother's best friend, who also happened to be my lifelong crush. The next day, he vanished leaving me pregnant. Now, I am a single mom raising our son in the same small town. Recently, he returned to attend my brother's wedding and the truth about our son was finally revealed. As he reclaims his place in our lives, the sparks between us reignite. However, danger from his past threatens to shatter our newfound connection. I am torn between my love for him and my fear of getting hurt again, especially now that I have two hearts to protect - our son's and my own."
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again.
Looking at the divorce papers my lips curled up into a mocking smile. 'How big fool I am? How can I think that he will give a chance to this marriage? How can I forget that I was nothing more a tool in his eyes to vent his anger until his beloved Tara is back. Since, she was back, how can he let me stay there?' "After you will sign these papers, you will receive 100 million dollars as alimony." the lawyer added. Because of his words, I came back to my senses took the pen from him, and signed the name. I have also gotten exhausted from this marriage both physically and mentally. Even though I had wanted my child to be born into a complete family, I didn't want my child to have a stepmother and live miserably like me for the rest of his life. After taking the papers from my hand, the lawyer gave me the bank card, turned around, and was about to leave when he paused at the door. He then turned around and added, "Mr. Carter said that he hoped that you won't pester him, or you have to bear the consequences." The lawyer's words were like a knife stabbing in my heart, but I still nodded. Anyway, I also don't plan to have anything to do with him anymore. I just want to live a good life with my children. After the lawyer left, the ward fell into silence. I placed my hand on my belly and said to my children, "Baby, I am sorry, Mommy can't give you a complete family! But I promise you, I will do my best to give the love of both mother and father." 'As for giving one of my child, I will never do that. They are my babies and my alone. I and I will give birth to all of them and raise them no matter what.' Four Years Later... Anya came back to the country with her three kids, to inherit the company left by his grandfather...
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her. Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall. "Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood. Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome! I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do." "Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!" Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"