The Murderer's Daughter Chapter 6: Weak"Yes... You better." Now spoke the other guy, with the bodyguards. He spoke like a sophisticated, upper class man, carefully pronouncing each syllable so they would come out as he intended them to: uncaring and cold. His accent was a hybrid of English and German.
The Murderer's Daughter Chapter 5: Rialto"Where are we going first?" I asked Blank as we entered the town. There weren't that many citizens around, so we seemed to be safe.
A Touch of Fate
A Touch Of Fate, Chapter II woke up to the chirps of birds and rays of sunshine beaming into my room. Today would be another excellent summer day, in which I stay inside and stare at the screen of my computer.
A Touch Of Fate, Chapter III was pretty happy with the class schedule I was given. I had some time to kill before first period, so I went on a search to find my friends, so we could update each other on our summer.
A Touch Of Fate, Chapter III"Heidi!" I jumped to my feet, "Heidi, what happened?"
A Touch of Fate, Chapter IVThe nearest Walmart was 10 minutes away, so I decided to walk. I got there, bought some ice cream, popcorn, chips, chocolate and a whole bunch of other junk food. When I got out, it was 6:30, so I decided to take a shortcut through the rich neighbourhood.
He Remembered the PieWarm air and magic