Freya's P.O.V
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"Frey... Frey..?!".
Kendrick's voice half startled me out of my long lived sleep. "Mhhm?". I rolled about the bed trying to keep my eyes shut in the partially dark room.
I heard light footsteps towards the window, then the sounds of the curtains swaying before the rays of sunlight pierced through my eyelids.
"Arrgh!!?", I groaned slowly sitting up with the back of my palm shielding my tender eyes as their returned from the darkness. "What is it???"
"School", he added lightly pointing at my breakfast on a stool beside our bed. "Really Frey?". He arched a brow before walking towards the mirror to adjust his tie.
He was already fully dressed for school.
After sighing, he spoke again. "I've been waking you up every morning for the last few years, and every single time..", he spu
Freya's P.O.V_____________"Frey... Frey..?!".Kendrick's voice half startled me out of my long lived sleep. "Mhhm?". I rolled about the bed trying to keep my eyes shut in the partially dark room.I heard light footsteps towards the window, then the sounds of the curtains swaying before the rays of sunlight pierced through my eyelids."Arrgh!!?", I groaned slowly sitting up with the back of my palm shielding my tender eyes as their returned from the darkness. "What is it???""School", he added lightly pointing at my breakfast on a stool beside our bed. "Really Frey?". He arched a brow before walking towards the mirror to adjust his tie.He was already fully dressed for school.After sighing, he spoke again. "I've been waking you up every morning for the last few years, and every single time..", he spun around to face
Belle's P.O.V___________I looked through our text on the crappy farm game again while waiting out the front of my house. It had been about thirty minutes since I got back and I told mum I was worried about Laura.A black car park in front of our lawn, making mum's mini Jeep look like some scraps from the junkyard.The tinted glass from driver's window slowly lowered. "What are you waiting for?... Get in...", Laura gestured before I managed to drag her feet into the passenger's seat. "Nice ride..","Yeah, and it wasn't cheap either.."After those two sentences were silence. Taking a deep breath... "Hope you're not doing anything illegal?... Aren't you underaged to drive?... You'll fail if you don't come back to school!... Where have you been!"Laura smiled lightly. "Nope, yup
Belle's P.O.V___________I looked through our text on the crappy farm game again while waiting out the front of my house. It had been about thirty minutes since I got back and I told mum I was worried about Laura.A black car park in front of our lawn, making mum's mini Jeep look like some scraps from the junkyard.The tinted glass from driver's window slowly lowered. "What are you waiting for?... Get in...", Laura gestured before I managed to drag her feet into the passenger's seat. "Nice ride..","Yeah, and it wasn't cheap either.."After those two sentences were silence. Taking a deep breath... "Hope you're not doing anything illegal?... Aren't you underaged to drive?... You'll fail if you don't come back to school!... Where have you been!"Laura smiled lightly. "Nope, yup
Freya's P.O.V_____________"Pathetic..", I mumbled to myself while walking pass some corpses. These people were so weak I haven't even felt the urge to play with any of them!"Pathetic... pathetic.... Pathetic!", I kicked a corpse over."I think we've gotten rid of all the bombers, Freya". Anna was coming from behind when someone punched her from behind.Her glasses fell off."Ohh ohh", I managed to hold back a chuckle as Anna turned to face the guy who was barely standing.She slowly looked down to where he was gripping her leg.... WITH HIS DIRTY HANDS!Anna was paranoid about dirt.She kicked his face with her free leg. Once. Twice. Thrice... continuously till he looked like he had lost consciousness."You. Dirtied. My. Socks. Asshole!!!",
Copyright© by Victory Christian November 2021 This is my first book on Goodnovel, and I want to thank you all for giving it a chance. I'll try to make it worth your time.. Don't forget your votes, reviews and comments really mean a lot. Thanks. ~ORIGINAL WORK~ Blurb ________ Belle was an average highschool student, until she received the link of an online game called "The harvest". The game is such that, whatever you're asked to collect... you must. Organs, body parts and the likes. She's never killed anyone... but it seems everyone else has turned into murderers... Now... she's trying to escape, from the game... and it's blood thirsty players.. ________________ ---PLAYLIST ---
Belle's P.O.V________________ "I'm going now..", I tiptoed placing a light kiss on Mum's left cheek. It wasn't like I was starting a new class or something, but the somewhat 'goodbye kiss' was a habit. "Ohh dear, should I walk you to school?", Monica yawned obviously fighting to keep her eyes open, as the gentle breeze pushed pass her tangled hair. "I'm in highschool mum!", I unconsciously rolled my eyes at her words, a light smile at my lips. With the increased murder cases in town, it sounded pretty sensible at least. Every night, one or two civilian lose their lives. And from what the media had announced, all the victims seem to be missing one or two body parts! Oakbay was a peaceful town. From the time I was born I'd only ever heard of small shop robberies and petty criminals. Now missing people and murder cases was becoming so common....
Belle’s P.O.V ___________ The next morning, I discovered a package at the doorstep with my name on it. "Mum!.... Did you order anything?", I called out. "No!", she yelled back. There was no sender tagged on it, only Belle Franchester. Slowly peeling off the tape, I discovered something really weird inside…. "A hoe?", My eyes narrowed at it. "Was this supposed to be some kind of sick joke of someone calling me a hoe?". I clenched my teeth literally tossing it outside. "I'm going, mum!". Bev was already waiting across the street and waving like a 5yr old! "Belle!!!", Bev kept waving. She seemed as cheerful as ever. "You were right", I rolled my eyes. "It was probably a spam mail" "I told you not to click on that!... Random links can be
Belle's P.O.V ______________ #Belle Franchester: This better be good.. #Sharp shot: I assure you. But why did you use your real name? #Belle Franchester: The mascot pissed me off..! ♥♥♥♥♥_________________________________________♥♥♥♥♥ I looked through our text on the crappy farm game again while waiting out the front of my house. It had been about thirty minutes since I got back and I told mum I was worried about Laura. A black car park in front of our lawn, making mum's mini Jeep look like some scraps from the junkyard. The tinted glass from driver's window slowly lowered. "What are you waiting for?... Get in...", Laura gestured before I managed to drag her feet into the passenger's seat. "Nice ride..",