Novels by Author de Solitude

The murmurs had become almost full-blown protests now. Every student in the hall felt, in a sense, extremely cheated."Tell me this is all a big joke," one student stood up to say, her hands raised as though she had received the worst news of the century."We don't want to Fetch-Boy," another student said, raising his fist defiantly. He made it into a chant. "We don't want Fetch-boy! We don't want Fetch-boy!"It became almost a hall-wide chant soon enough. Almost every student was saying it. "We don't want Fetch-Boy," they chanted.Walter found himself smiling again at the time. He thought it would affect anything."Coordinate yourselves, students," the moderator said into the mic. "The decision wasn't made by me; it was made by the chancellor, Mark Baun. If you have any problems concerning it, feel free to check into his office to lodge a complaint."There was a resounding sigh. It seems just about everyone in the school was an enemy to Isaiah. The protests stopped soon enough."It's

"Hey, all of you losers," Jenny heard Walter call out as his phone rang. "Come over here." He seemed very enthusiastic, as though he really wanted to show them something important."Is that Isaiah calling?" Jenny asked no one in particular. She was merely just speaking to herself. "It has to be Isaiah," Luke concluded. "Let's go, guys. Let's see if what Walter is saying is nearly even true.""Look, it's Jerry, the CEO of Javelin Insurance firm," Walter screeched excitedly. "He wants to show me a job well done."His friends cheered, all of them, excited to see what was going to happen. Walter placed the hand he was holding the phone with up just so everyone around him would have a clearer view while making sure to have his face on the video call, like he was about to have a selfie with his friends."Walter, from the bottom of my heart," the stout, round-faced man with crimson hair in the video began, putting one hand out with his middle finger on flick, "fuck you and your fucking fami

Walter saw Jenny's reaction to the question and immediately burst out laughing, gaining his ground once again. Jenny and the boys were silent at this. They genuinely did not know where Isaiah was taken to and sincerely felt shame at the thought of it."They won't say anything, because I finally dealt with the Fetch-Boy," Walter began bragging. "I had the insurance company take care of him. He is probably in prison for stealing the ring that I got for Jules right now, begging to be released. Serves him right for thinking he was so untouchable."By this time many students had already surrounded them, listening to what was being said, as the camera lights flashed across the place. "I see Fetch-Boy has finally gotten what he deserves," said one bystander."Serves the idiot right," another said. "He has always been a thief anyway."The crowd that had been gathering around cheered Walter. He was happy. Finally his wounded pride was getting healed. "Just you see," he continued. "That idio

The battle was drawn for Jenny. In the face of losing everything—her prestige, power, personality, and status—she was determined to at least not go down without throwing a few punches herself. She was not going to sit down and watch them tear her apart like a lone, defenseless deer.Walter and everyone else were shocked at her words, including Luke and Jackson. "How dare—""What does she mean by that?" Monica asked the couple, interrupting Walter. She had sensed before that there was something off about Jules and Walter. "What happened between you two?" Harold asked."Jenny, I think you should stop this," Jackson whispered into Jenny's ears pleadingly. "We have no idea on whether or not Isaiah would be able to help us. Please."Luke nudged him. "You worry too much, Jackson. Let Jenny do her thing."This did nothing to quell Jackson's worry of Jenny losing everything, but it did get him to keep quiet and leave Jenny to handle herself.Jules felt awakened. Like a beast that had been s

The time was six o'clock; at this time, Isaiah was still being interrogated, and the clear sunny day had slowly morphed into a night. The light from the stars and those of the city, as usual, in times of clear sky, seemed to be in a competition over which glittered the brightest.But the lights coming from Bradley Zay University proved to be much more luminous than the other lights of the city, even brighter than the stars. Especially tonight, in the Bradley Hall. The FrontView Talent Hall, named after the Bradleys. A large dome-like edifice that marked out the school when viewed from the sky. It's the largest, most magnificent building. It was almost the size of a standard football field.On its roof were large moving LED lights, each beaming magnificent rays of all colors across the sky like lasers.The opening of the mall was flagged on all sides by poles of blue LED light. In the middle, heading towards the large door, was a red carpet where the students, all flashily dressed, we

Jerry smiled. A foxy smile. "If you can give me the $50 million you've just talked about, then I will call Walter Sterns right now and tell him to fucking go to hell with his father, and go fuck himself, along with his father's money!"Isaiah laughed briefly. "I like this. But I also want something more. I want you to be an ally to me. I want connections and business. That is not too much to ask, is it? For sure I want to see Walter's face being disappointed, but would it really be worth it at the end? I don't think so.""Hmm..." Jerry shook his head affirmatively. "You're not so bad at all. I like how you think. Perhaps not all youngsters are bad. You're not like that brat, Walter. You're different. Intelligent and reliant on yourself. That's a green flag. But the problem is, would you be able to deliver on your promises? You know you're dead meat if this is all a bluff, right?"Isaiah smiled mysteriously. "If you do this," Jerry continued. "Not only will I make a call to Walter rig