Oh, minding his business Tybalt was but from a very early age Yuliya fell in the category of things he had to take care of. Little sisters cousins were to be treasured dearly, he had once said, and while Yuliya could object that she was no longer little and thus he could let the duty fall to someone else, someone of Yuliya’s choosing, she doubted he would hear any of this. Another smile graced her lips for a moment, light laughter there to accompany it as Anton’s lips brushed at her ear gently. ❝ Of course I don’t want to share you. I am a terrible and selfish young lady and sharing, especially you, might be the hardest thing for a fiend as me to do. ❞ Her shoulder nudged gently at the man’s form, a spark
“Well,” Mrs. Johnson interrupted, “how about we settled down and talk about our plans for the morning?” Everyone agreed and sat in a circle discussing their ideas. Next, they decided they should head to bed due to the early times they would have to wake in the morning. As they woke up, they put on their layers of clothes, grabbed their bags, and headed for the Johnsons’ business. They would be staying in an attic, which luckily had a bathroom, but would have to sleep all in one room. They set up their belongings and set rules which they would have to follow to stay safe.
Tizbeth rushed forward and sliding on the ground so the golden, cat woman missed her, sailing over her head. The fire pit stopped her with a crunched to her shoulder.
Then again, who would be prepared to deal with a hysterical brunette in pajamas that were barely clothes and a phone blaring “Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go” at ridiculously high volumes? All at five-thirty in the morning no less.
Timmy was scared out of his mind. Right now he is tied up in the dark closet downstairs. A few minutes ago he was going tell his parents to turn down the TV. But stopped when he noticed a group of toys standing. It was the toy he wanted and the rest of the set.
The fisherman had been crying and crying and crying, but he couldn't forget about his wife and son. One of the townsfolk heard the fisherman and came to see what was going on. The man walked to the fisherman and tapped him on the shoulder. The fisherman looked up at him and then quickly hid his face. The man said "Hey, you can talk to me. Please, tell me what is the matter.". The fisherman looked up at him and told him what had happened. The man helped the fisherman up and patted him on the shoulder. The fisherman never had anyone except for his wife and kid, he felt happy to meet someone new. The man said, "Let's head to the saloon and get you a drink,
It was Lydia's birthday, a beautiful Saturday evening, and the entire pack had gathered to attend her annual bash. Derek had even, after consulting with Deaton, given his betas each a small amount of wolfsbane extract to put in their drinks.
He began to perspire. "Where are your father and mother?"The children looked up and smiled. "Oh, they'll be here directly." "Good, we must get going." but then Mr.McClean heard loud scream coming from the nursery. He run to the nursery as fast as he could. While Peter and wandy ran after him, she yelled at Mr.McClean to not open the door.As he slammed the door open, he saw the lions closing in on George Hadley and his wife and he yelled “Mr and Ms handly are you okay?” and then he turned to the kids behind him and told them to command the nursery to shut it down.” They are your parents; they raised you, fed you and most importantly, they loved you! Are you two really that heartless to try to kill them
It was a normal day in the Ogden Construction office. The sun was bright, the skies were clear and the birds were flying. Suddenly, out of nowhere a bright shockwave of light passed through the early morning setting. Soon after, a faint noise could be heard coming from the open drawer of the company CEO, Ned's desk. The noise appeared to be the whispering of a raspy voice, almost as if it hadn't been used before. Shortly after a soft higher pitched voice could be heard. In the drawer where the voices had come from lay a stapler by the name of Stapleton, and a paper clip named Clipton.
The air in the world is unclean as the bodies of the deceased roam the planet looking for someone to devour as their next meal. Many people are struggling to survive from these creatures as well as other dangers. Some humans have rioted against each other and killing themselves in the process. But there is one person who managed to find a group that took him in as one of their own and his name is Nick. The group’s leader whom Nick is with goes by the name of Zhao, an ex-convict.
Tic tic tic. Ding dong. The bell rang Bob ran down stairs and opened the door. When he opened up the door it was his best friend Billy. "Hey what's up bro." Said Bob. "Nothing much, you ready for the game?" Yelled Billy. Bob replied,"yea man, I just need to do something real quick." Bob ran down stairs, opened the hatch that leads underneath his basement, and looked in his freezer. Bob saw a box, and saw how empty the rest of the freezer was he sighed, "I'm out of meat." He took his machete ran up into the basement through the basement ran out the door and went outside. Looked at his chicken, his stomach grumbles, then looked in the window and saw the game starting. He took a deep breath and went back inside. Looked and saw billy eating Doritos and watching the game back towards him. He walks up behind Billy takes the machete and slice, he cuts off his head. Bob whispers,"more Doritos for me." Bob takes the body and head and throws it into the hidden freezer underneath the basement. Bob heads back up
"Haymitch!" Effie called impatiently in a much harsher tone than her usual sing-song voice. "Haymitch Abernathy! Get out of bed right now!"
Fishing out his car keys, Tetsurou started heading out of his office, but he stopped half way, turning around as he faced the couple just behind him.
Kino looked out of the cave in thought. He could hear the sound of the pear and danger ringing in his ear. When he turned he saw Juana singing a soft family song to Coyotito. His gaze softened and he stepped towards Juana.
I was as frightened a mouse, we would get in deep trouble if we were caught looking for Atticus. I said looking at the jail house, “That’s funny, jail doesn’t have an outside light”. When were drawing closer we saw Atticus reading a newspaper on a chair. Scout made started running toward Atticus but I stopped him. I said, “We may not disturb him, he may not like it. Let's go home, I just wanted to see where he was.” I was happy that Atticus was safe but we needed to get back home so no one would find out about this.
I stared at the crime scene it is my job to find Violet’s body. I put my plastic gloves on and I shuffled into her house, I found her laying on the ground in the middle of the living room as I heard footsteps.