Novels by Wings_on_Fire

Did you actually listen to me?" It came from June."Huh?" I made absently. Since I had been somewhere else with my thoughts, I unfortunately could not fully listen to her."The ball ..." June said slowly and looked at me in disbelief."You're telling me that you haven't listened at all for the last two hours? Then I'll have to explain everything again," June groaned annoyed."So it was about that Halloween party, right?""Exactly. We need real costumes, something original. No Twilight nonsense and no discounter scraps.""Okay, okay," I said, holding up my hands soothingly.She told me all over again, leaving no details out, and telling me what she had heard from the party last year. Of course she hadn't even been to school then, but she had asked around a little, as she also told me. At some point I ignored some of what she was telling me because she spoke without a period.She cheered excitedly, and I really wonder

closed my eyes, wondering if this was a tactic to get me around or if it was just for concentration."Okay, what are you feeling right now?"I listened curiously inside myself and tried to find out what I was feeling. There was just ... nothing."Nothing at all."I could literally hear him put on such a smug smile again, yes yes, read that right, heard! Suddenly I felt warm breath on my skin and shortly afterwards warm, soft lips on mine. My brain was switched off, I had stopped thinking, that apparently wasn't too difficult for me.At first I stiffened, then I kissed back. Thinking wasn't an option right now. He pulled away from me again and I opened my eyes. I was shocked, excited, angry - furious - and well, I was seething inside me."And what are you feeling now?" He asked me and grinned at me.I would have loved to slap myself because I had actually fallen for him. That bullshit. I probably had to show him where the hammer

What actually happened? I just remember how all the devices flew through the air," I said, thinking of the little tornado that had swept through the room."That wasn't the machine, honey. It was you," Lucian told me.I just skipped over the 'sweetness', I really didn't feel like arguing, and above all no energy. Should I now claim damages, or what exactly did he mean by that? I wasn't Bruce Almighty after all, was I? Maybe the tornadoes were one of my skills?"We believe that your ability is the element of air. Every millennium exactly four of us are born with elements. This is actually quite unusual as each ability of us is unique. Each other's abilities are sometimes repeated over the millennia, however it is never exactly the same, but rather a facet of it. However, the elements are repeated more or less regularly and those who have these abilities mostly perform some miracles. Caesar was also one of us gifted. He ruled the element earth, that was carved in s

Damien pulled the metal thing down a little further in front of my face and then put it on me like glasses. It even had temples like this and I was kind of forced to look through them.Then he fastened my arms and legs with leather straps and tested them again to make sure that they were really tight enough."How long does it usually take?" I asked him.I was a little intimidated by this device. Most of all, I was worried that I was buckled up like a convict. I couldn't move either, I'd already tried that."It depends," Damien muttered."And for what?""You will see."Damien went to the door and locked it so that it was now pitch dark. This room had no windows or lamps and every second it only got more creepy.The nerdy, whose name I still didn't know, squealed like a cornered guinea pig. I hadn't noticed that she was still in the room. What was she doing here? That wasn't a cinema."Okay, let's go", with the

Yeah ... he's just as hot as Damien. I would say it's a matter of taste," June said and her thoughts were probably somewhere else."Probably more of an aberration of taste. His ego really needs to be rubbed down like the one on it. He probably expects every female being to adore him and -""It's Damien, after all. I mean ... it's Damien!"A few people turned to us and grinned knowingly before moving on."June, I think we have to go back to class," I said as the corridor was now emptying faster and faster."What a bummer, next we have skills. Come on now!" June suddenly said impatiently to me and pretended to be texting her the whole time.We went to the said subject in a hurry. I was relieved to find that Teacher wasn't there yet. We were in a gym or something like that.The entire gym was made of metal, except for the floor and windows, and security devices that stood around. First aid kits were attached to a wall every two meters, t

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep ..."Where's that goddamn alarm clock?" I growled half asleep.Rest, finally. June had turned the alarm off. Why did my mornings always start with the high-pitched ringing of an alarm clock?"Shit! It's almost half past seven!" She shouted, shocked, and literally jumped out of bed.Now my lazy bum started moving too, I threw back the covers and put on my pink plush slippers.I shuffled into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. You could call me a scarecrow, my hair was completely knotted and I had dark circles.I owed the dark circles to the horror films yesterday evening - or rather today in the morning.I fought my way through my hair with my brush and after what felt like hours I had untied it. A little shocked, I looked at my brush. I hair like a dog or some other creature.I smacked a little more powder on my face, or rather on the dark circles, and smeared the edges with my index finger.

When I noticed the page was soaked in blood, I had to stop. I couldn't write any more. My action at that moment was frozen by the sight. My right hand and my ballpoint pen were already covered in blood. I closed my eyes and closed the book first, pushed it under my bed before I got up and then quietly but quickly scurried into the bathroom. Once there, I frantically washed my hands and my left forearm. Two of the cuts were even deeper than expected. Immediately I went to the closet and packed the basket with bandages under my arm, with, to my room. There I bandaged my forearm. Then I did the same with my right hand.I needed another cigarette. My body started shaking and obviously seemed to be in withdrawal. I lit a butt and immediately took the first draft. Immediately I felt my racing heartbeat calm down and I buried my bound hand in my pocket.It was already quite late in the evening. Suddenly my mum was standing in my room. In my life I hadn't expected her any

Damn it, what was he doing here now? My head moved to the side and I noticed that the boys from the parallel class have also arrived here. Obviously we had sports together. Great!"Then pay close attention, Raul. You better let go of me now and never touch me again! I definitely don't want any stress with you here! Just leave me alone and you better get out of my way! And by the way, I want to have my jacket back right away, ”I replied meekly and tore myself away from the guy in panic. I couldn't bear to be touched anymore. I was aloof!Raul looked at me from head to toe before he let go of my collar and immediately grabbed my left arm when I reflexively wanted to turn away from him. I caught my breath in shock, so that I could hardly breathe.“I really want to, for you, Preston hope. Oh, look at that. Our fagot is even an emo! It also cuts itself! Are you going to cry in a corner now? Why do you actually do something stupid? You are probably not tha

The radio jumped on and said something about 30 degrees and bright sunshine. As soon as I opened my eyes and wanted to switch off the alarm clock, pleasant music started playing and I turned on the other side."Preston do I have to wake you every day? Get up and come down," came Joe's stern voice."Hmm ... I'll be right there," I muttered, pressing my head into the pillow again."I hope so," he replied and audibly left the floor.Oh man, I didn't feel like going to school, I thought to myself and slowly tormented myself. I mean, after yesterday's botched school start, I couldn't look forward to having to go there again. Because I didn't necessarily want to experience more embarrassments again.Completely sleepy, I padded to the closet, pulled some fresh clothes out of the closet and strolled with them into the bathroom. Finished washed and styled, I examined my hair one last time in the mirror. One, two, three strands that fell annoyingly in my fac

Preston o`Connor! It's a shame that we have to get to know each other like this. This is your first day of school and you are already getting noticed. I don't even want to know what you have to say about it. Not to mention because of them Raul Hamton! You will both be warned! I will contact your parents and inform them of this incident. If this happens again, I'll give you a reprimand! And now go back to your classes. The conversation is over! ”, The burly older man with dark brown short hair and a beard explained to us."Please excuse the inconvenience, Mr. Brown," I said quietly and Raul apologized as well. We both got up and went outside without a word."We are far from finished Preston," Raul warned me and disappeared.I also strolled back to my class, shaking my head.At my old school, I was the gangster who always hung out with high school students. The girls flew on me in a row and I never had any problems finding followers. You only needed t

Hi you pretty ones. How are you? ", I asked overpowering the group.“Good and yourself?” One of them wanted to know."Girls. This is Preston. Preston that's Hannah, Michaela, Antonia and Paula. You already know my BBF Betti and me. Hannah and Antonia are in our parallel class, ”Laura introduced me to the girls, one after the other, starting from the left."Hi," I replied legendarily.“And did you arrive safely? How do you like school so far? Now I finally have the pleasure to talk to you. Our new one in the class, "Paula immediately poked me."Yes, everything is great. It's just a little strange having to get up so early in the morning, Paula. My school always started at nine, ”I explained patiently."What really? You had it good Why did you move to Germany? You lived in America ”, this Paula continued to bombard me."You look really cute", Hannah whispered suddenly, with a bright red head in betwee

Yes, Ms. Brown," I couldn't bring myself to say so easily.“Your class is 10 F. The class leader is called Ms. Liebhold. Unfortunately, I can't leave here at the moment, because I'm alone and waiting for an important call. But I'm sure you will find your own class. It's also very easy. You have to go upstairs next to our office, to the first floor and left to the very back. On the wall, next to the classrooms, are the classes and the cables on them. If I am not mistaken, it should be the third or second door from the back on the right, ”she explained to me with illuminated hand movements."OK. Thank you. I'll find it, ”I replied and politely said goodbye.I followed their instructions and immediately found my new class at the penultimate door. I paused for a moment in front of the locked door. He took another deep breath and finally knocked haphazardly and entered."Um, good morning ... I'm Preston o´Connor. I ... I'm probably new

«Dr. Cooper?""Yes?""I'm Special Agent Paige, FBI.""They say you are Special Agent Paige, FBI ...""This is my identification.""And here is my Justice League membership card, but that doesn't mean I know Batman.""I'd like to ask you a few questions about Howard Wolowitz."“Oh, fine. Nobody would risk the punishment that comes with posing as a federal civil servant just to ask questions about a lower league engineer with an unsolved oedipal complex. "I only half-heartedly listened to the conversation of the paranoid Sheldon Cooper, while my right arm hung limply from the couch and I stared at the television without really memorizing the flickering images. I felt strangely relaxed, completely empty and carefree, even though it had only been three days since Julia blew the bomb and confirmed my premonition that night. She had crawled out of her camouflage curtain, her yellow eyes dripping with mocker

Narrator's view....His dusty, misty eyes slid mournfully over the young man on his right; an unspoken word on the slightly parted lips. They wanted to flood the entire room with penetrating persistence and echo back from the high walls with a crushing effect, so that the silence that had settled in would shatter into thousands and thousands of pieces like a fragile vase. But the words refused to come out of his lips, his voice was cursed. He couldn't talk, just watch.He sighed in a vacuum. His jet-black coat fluttered open, but the wind wasn't there, avoiding him. A reproach in the old eyes, bitter disappointment. Black enveloped him. The rays of the sun flooded the whole hall, but dared not touch it. They would lose their warmth, disappear through his night-black coat into eternal nothing.No shadow, he had no shadow..............Annoyed Blake crossed both arms behind his head and stared at the dirty ceiling o

After Mr. Stahl had pulled the two monkeys apart with all his might, he ordered them to be the principal and quickly collected all the tests to accompany them so that they would not jump at each other on the way. But I knew better. They wouldn't if they hadn't actually done that. Everything had been a hoax, a wrong game and the mastermind was fundamentally a wrong person, wrong cards.He manipulated everything and everyone. What he'd just pulled off didn't give a shit about what he'd done at my mom's wedding ... never, would I forgive him ...Raven-black threads - a drop of sadness. Who draws, who plays? Who is the player, who is the opponent? The lost me.Hulk already itched his fingers for disfiguring his beautiful face ...But everything had its time. At some point he would burn his fingers on his own game and until then I would wait, ambush him and go one better at the perfect opportunity.Insidious snake. Just don't choke on your

Serving someone the bitter truth and tearing such a gaping wound in the soul was certainly extremely difficult and required an immense effort. But it wasn't impossible. Not when this person was extremely important to you and you always had in mind that he could experience it differently.But how the hell do you get out with something - something damn ugly - when the ticking time bomb had already exploded and dragged a whole family into the abyss? My vest was certainly not spotless and in my younger years I had worked up a lot of nonsense, which I was not particularly proud of, but that. My silence was certainly unforgivable in her eyes and, to be honest, I did not know whether I would accept a confession of our friendship could.She wouldn't survive. Compared to falling from a skyscraper that was impossible to survive.You should have opened the door in due course. After all, you're so good at it.&n

She smiled, melancholy kissing her flushed cheeks. "HM Yes. Me too. For my mother."Briefly she staggered to the side and I thought she would tip over from the chair at any moment. "Hey, are you okay?" I grabbed her shoulder in a flash and nailed her down.She shook her head and rubbed her face again. "Is that a joke question?"Then I said something that confused me quite a bit. "Julia, did you take anything?""No what gave you the idea?"Well, Lana. What makes you think that? Good question, no answer."I do not know. Maybe because you're acting so strangely? "She laughed, it sounded annoyed. “Maybe that's because I found out a few hours ago that my father had been having an affair with his client ten years his junior for over three months? Oh yes, not to forget the half bottle of vodka that I choked down. "I nodded. No need to piss on my leg. "I'm sorry."But if she'd drunk so much, why didn't she smell a bit of

stood there, really felt like the last complete idiot on earth because I had shown an honest interest in his wellbeing.It scraped my ego so incredibly and made me sad and infinitely angry. Wasn't it incredibly sick that such simple words - such insignificant words from his mouth - caused such an emotional chaos in me? It wasn't normal. Hell, that wasn't normal at all.I sighed softly, straightened my shoulders, and brushed the imaginary dust off my clothes. No reason to panic. After all, you learn from mistakes, don't you? Should he ever have an accident, I would make myself comfortable on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and watch him create. All good. Damn good.Surprisingly, Hulk reappeared before me. A spark of remorse in the black earths.«Not remotely. But apparently it turns you on to fuck your little bitches away the little bit of brains they haven't puked up while listening to sick shit like 'Wet'. It probably makes you feel like a l