Some of us were agitating for a long hollow canyon to be set aside as areas where mothers who were Grolls could roam freely. We hated having to keep our mothers in cages, no matter how large the cage. Naturally, most of us agitating for this change had been conceived from a Groll mother. #newadult
Sometimes I would find a jacten fruit beforehand, and I would feed it to my mother while stroking the soft fur on her belly.
Some of us were agitating for a long hollow canyon to be set aside as areas where mothers who were Grolls could roam freely. #whatsinmyshorts #thegrollsmate #newadult #fantasy
I always woke happy because of those empathetic pulses, and the first thing I did every morning, after my ablutions, was to check the water and food level in my mother’s cage and to make sure these were sufficient for the day ahead. #whatsinmyshorts #thegrollsmate #newadult #fantasy
My rebellious response was to ask my co-sister to print parts of my body with the words and images of our tribe and with other images I thought admirable. She used thorns from the jacten plant to achieve this. I could tell, from my mother’s empathetic pulses, that she disapproved of this. #newadult
Now or Never (Iris Boys Book)
"They can save me or they can destroy me, but one thing I do know is that they we’re now bound together if I want to escape the gutter"
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#Romance #Contemporary #ReverseHarem #NewAdult #Suspense #BookSky
The Stinging Juice caused them to spring upright and to stay that way for most of the day, thereby making my right breast appear to be more level with my left breast, whose nipples always protruded in a proud manner, never drooping. #whatsinmyshorts #thegrollsmate #newadult #fantasy
The Groll’s Mate
As a young nubile female Groll, I began each morning by applying Stinging Juice to the four nipples on my right breast. The Stinging Juice caused them to spring upright and to stay that way for most of the day. #whatsinmyshorts #thegrollsmate #newadult #fantasy
"You doing some plumbing?"
"No, I thought I'd show the kids how to build furniture with it. It's easy to do. Just use a hacksaw to cut the pieces, glue the joints to the lengths, and drill holes where you want to attach wood."
#whatsinmyshorts #thehardwarestore #newadult #suicide #tragedy
"I need some PVC pipe," I had said as we passed through the automatic sliding doors.
"You doing some plumbing?"
"No, I thought I'd show the kids how to build furniture with it. It's easy to do." #whatsinmyshorts #thehardwarestore #newadult #suicide #tragedy #contemporary
The Hardware Store
Author’s note: It’s been done. I know that. This is my take.
The door was unlocked, so I went in. I saw the Makita drill lying on the kitchen counter. We always liked going to the hardware store together. My memory skipped back to our shopping trip when he bought it. #newadult
"No, Buster." It was both a command and a plea.
For one moment, Buster fought to level the rifle barrel, and then Ferris felt his friend's arms relax. Buster shuddered, shouldered his weapon, and lowered his head. Ferris grasped Buster's upper arm and turned him firmly toward the way home. #newadult
Black woman looking proud as she watches on with the caption, "When you write Hermes as a hyperactive troll, who often shares a braincell with the MC"
Quotes from my Hermes character. First one is: "So, tell me again why we're taking the bus home?" Followed by: "We could fly or teleport outta here, but you wanna use public transportation." He spit that last part out with as much disgust as he could muster.
Another snippet, describing my Hermes character: Her 22-year-old brother never outgrew the jitters; he still couldn't sit still to save his life. Of all her family members, his powers probably fit him the most. Being able to fly made it easier for his constant zoomies and raging ADHD.
My version of Hermes is introduced in chap 4✨ Links to the story are in my pinned post. #bvm #author #greekmythology #NewAdult #fantasybooks #NA #hermes #MadeofScalesandStone #lgbtqia 📚🌈
The boy stared at the girl for a moment, and then he said, "Okay."
The girl started up the slope. When she was a few yards from the boy, he took his rubber ball from his pocket. "Here, girl."
He tossed the ball in a gentle arc toward the girl. #whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #postapocalypse #newadult
The girl thought about that, and then she asked, "How many have you had?"
"That was fourdog."
The girl gave the men a sidelong glance. "Can I come with you?"
At his side, Ferris heard Buster emitting sounds of distress, and he laid a hand on his friend's arm.
#whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #newadult
"Where're you going?"
The boy was staring down at the girl with a puzzled expression on his face.
"That way." He pointed to the north.
"Why?"
The boy rolled his eyes, amused at the ignorance of the girl.
"Cause I got to get me another dog."
#whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #postapocalypse #newadult
Wer sich trotzdem darauf einlässt, lernt eine sympathische Protagonistin kennen, die zwar einerseits verzweifelt und fatalistisch, aber andererseits auch so viel stärker ist, als sie selbst glaubt. ❤️(2/2)
#Buchsky #Selfpublisher #NewAdult
Ferris looked down the wash in the direction the outsiders had come from. "We better get out of here.”
Buster nodded. They walked back to where the girl still cowered in the brush.
"You better come with us," Ferris said.
#whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #postapocalypse #newadult #scifi
Buster was kneeling by the bullet ridden body of the dog. The other outsiders were all dead, their bodies lying in grotesque positions, expressions of surprise on their faces, large holes in their bodies from which blood still dripped into the bitter dust. #whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #newadult
The ball and the dog disappeared behind the boulders. The boy was not far behind, and he slipped his weapon from his shoulder as he ran. Ferris heard startled cries from behind the boulders, and then he heard the dog roar. #whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #postapocalypse #newadult #scifi
The boy stood. "Here, girl." He threw the ball hard. The dog yelped gleefully and sprang forward, her paws a blur on the pale, yellow sand.
Startled, Ferris stood and watched the ball cross the space between the two groups, the dog close behind it. #whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #scifi #newadult
Ferris watched as the boy raised himself to his knees. He felt a flash of anger when the boy reached into his pocket, retrieved the rubber ball, and started playing catch again. The dog padded up next to the boy, its eyes following the ball.
#whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #postapocalypse #newadult
"I don't like this," he mumbled mostly to himself. "This is a bad place to be."
"Here, girl," the boy said, and he tossed the ball to the dog.
Ferris glanced with irritation at the boy whose armament was still slung over a youthful shoulder.
#whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #postapocalypse #newadult
Ferris wondered how long it would take for them to realize that he and his small company could be outflanked by someone going back around the bend and climbing the high slope.
"I don't like this," he mumbled mostly to himself. "This is a bad place to be."
#whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #newadult
"This girl is under the protection of the city militia," Ferris yelled. "If you have a complaint, you can take it up with the brass. Now, you go back the way you came from."
His command was answered by scornful shouts and half a dozen bullets. #whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #postapocalypse #newadult
The Waking of Tyche: Chapter Sixteen
Awakenings and Acceptance.
Warning! Do not read until you've read the previous chapters. Major Spoiler in here.
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#WritingCommunity #WriteSky #SciFi #NewAdult #LGBTQ
"Norma," Ferris heard a voice mockingly drawl in a long, drawn out manner he remembered from when people gathered at ball parks and harassed the visiting team. "Norma, you come back here. What are you running for, girl? You know, you're better off with us." #whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #newadult
He could hear voices in the distance; they sounded angry, and they were calling someone, but he could not make out the name. He ran toward the woman, but even when he reached her side, she did not look up; her head remained lowered, her face hidden by her long brown hair. #whatsinmyshorts #newadult
Ist es ein Trend im #Buchhandel, #Bücher als Wundertüte mit Inhaltsangabe zu verkaufen wie hier bei #Reuffel in #Koblenz? #Literatur #NewAdult
A few older wood plank homes, the white paint long since faded to bare wood, still had windmills standing next to tanks partly filled with stagnant water. These homes had been abandoned also. The pandemic and later scavengers had seen to that. #whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #newadult #postapocalypse
The land was desolate and barely adequate for grazing. The aquifer was much deeper than in the basin to the south. Wells had been expensive back when they were still being dug. Spindly sagebrush and a few species of cacti dominated the arid landscape. #whatsinmyshorts #aboyandadog #newadult #scifi
