Because the word novel is thrown about loosely by publishers and because of their printing subterfuge, teachers often don't realize that a particular work is so manageable in terms of length. Here then are my recommendations, in alphabetical order, of excellent works of fiction that fall between short story and novella:
'...MY girl...'
"There is no such thing."
"Mysterious orange hoodie guy, we have to stop meeting like this!" I exclaim loudly, so as not to surprise him. He tenses and looks ready to dart away but he has no where to go. The alley is blocked by the restaurant's large trash bin. He remains facing the opposite direction.
I had no interpretation in any sort of arguments. all I wanted was to just see his face one more time. I slowly laid on his chest hitting him gently.
Kitty struggled back to a standing position just in time to see her human on the very angry adolescent Rex's head one hand clutching its now empty eye socket.
"What may i get for you? " the bartender asked Gerwazy.
"I...see...I'm dead."
It was rumored in the fraternity she had just passed away after leading the Eternal Ice Palace for the past twenty years.
" No i'm sorry i never told you i was scared on how you would see me or think of me"
I walked into my house around 7:15 and went in to take a shower thinking tomorrow would be like any other day. Midway through my shower it hit me tomorrow was the first day of high school. I had everything ready but it didn't come to me that the day would come so fast, I had wished summer lasted longer. I got out the shower and dried myself then put on my normal clothes.
"Now what do you want?" feeling extremely pissed off at needing to clean this mess he made all by himself, Naruto felt annoyed that Iruka was trying to talk to him again.