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Tea' and the Genie Chap 7Chapter 7:
While Aknadin was laughing like a mad man, we go back to are heroes, Tea', Joey, and Tristan, climbing up a ladder, leading there new friend Yami aka prince Atem to there home, which was on the outskirts of town.
How long until we get there? asked Yami, looking up at Tea'.
Don't worry we're almost there, answered Tea' as she climbed over the top of the building.
When Yami climbed over next, he accidentally tripped and fell into Tea's arms.
Are you okay? asked Tea' a little worried for him.
Yeah I'm.. Yami stopped in mid sentence when he looked into Tea's bright blue eyes, ...fine, was all he said as he continued to stare at her as if he was falling in love.
Tea' blushed at his intense stare and gave him the same stare too.
Ah-hem, interrupted Tristan and Joey snapping the couple out of their love gaze.
Tea' and Yami turned to see Joey and Tristan grinning at them slyly, they both turned away from
Tea' and the Genie Chap 1Chapter 1: Prologue
In a far out desert across the sands of Egypt there lived a magnificent kingdom that was ruled by a wise Pharaoh name Akhenamkhanen. (Note: But we will just call him Pharaoh for now.) Pharaoh had a famous son named Atem who was known as The King of Games. The reason for the name was because no one has never beaten him in a duel before.
Pharaoh was proud of his son but he also felt sorry for him because his son has not found a princess to marry yet. The rule in the kingdom stated that if his son had not found a princess to marry by his 16th birthday, he would not be able to become king. So the Pharaoh ordered every princess across the land to come and win his son's heart but thus far, no one has prevailed.
Everyone around the kingdom felt sorry for the king and his overly picky son, except for one, and he was the high priest Aknadin. He had been jealous of his brother, Pharaoh, ever since he became king. Since that fateful day, he had been p
Inspector Wolf The old lady was dead. I could smell it before I even got into the house. The whole place reeked of adrenaline, sweat, fear, copper and steel. He’d dropped her right in her living room. Chopped and chopped until she stopped moving. But I could tell I was getting close. This had been done in a hurry, and the killer didn’t have the time to clean up after himself like he usually did.
Across the room, the phone rang. The shrill sound set my teeth to grinding, but I ignored it. Instead I followed the killer’s bloody footprints into the back bedroom. He’d climbed out the window. If I hurried, I could catch up to him and end this disgusting spree he was on.
Then the answering machine kicked in. “Hi, Gramma! It’s Red. Sorry I’m running late. I kind of lost track of time. But don’t worry. I packed the picnic and I’m heading out the door right now. Love you.”
She’d been expec
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