Akata Novels & Stories

Zach asked. "Sure do," Max replied. "I'll bring a few over. It's Castel Beer, made right here in Banjul. If you want something imported, that'll have to wait for the shopping." "I'm in shock," Krista sighed. "This is so different from Oman. I feel like we were there for years instead of weeks." "Bora Bora, Oman, and now The Gambia," Susan said, shaking her head. "They're all just so different."

world famous into fragments Sweet memories mixed with wounds. "I guess I'm not interested in visiting those tourist spots. How about we go to Tanjung Kalian beach attractions which have a history in the past, Tanjung Ular Beach, Batu Rakit Beach, and Aak Ketok which are new and viral tourist attractions in Mentok, " said Yunma, rejecting Dewi so as not to force her to go to this historical tourist spot. It's not that Yunma was traumatized but he protected his heart from getting hurt while recalling the fragments of Memories.

Alfi, Kartika, and Koji ride the black one, and Herman, Katon, and Varz ride the white one. “Atam, the next destination is Tirta Empul!” Koji exclaimed. “Understood!” Atam exclaimed. “Atam?” Alfi said in amazement. “His name is Atam because it’s black. (Let me explain, it’s a chicken (Ayam) and it’s black (Hitam), so Atam is Ayam Hitam (Black Chicken, or in my translating style, Black Cock))” Koji explained. “What a lame name,” Alfi said.

ZION I laid on the little pebbles that created a man-made shore. The folks in this town tried to make the lake resemble a beach but they lacked a few components. Actually, they lacked many components. For starters, it would have been nice if they had actual sea sand so laying on the ground and bathing in the sunlight didn't feel so uncomfortable. They could have also cleaned the area. It looked like this was the designated party spot for every teenager in town.

Walking down the hallway of their cozy little house, Lisa could hear the faint sound of the ocean waves crashing against the shore in the distance. It was serene, soothing in a way that felt like a lullaby to her soul. She made her way to the room where Ace was sitting, his back facing the door as he gazed out the large window that overlooked the beach. The soft golden glow of the setting sun bathed the room in warmth.

" I asked nervously . " Ya ..." He said and I looked at him shocked. " What ? Why ? I asked " Well because it's a private island , it belongs to the Deluca's and we're gonna be the only ones there accept for some few servants and they stay at the servants Quarters" he said and I gave a nod nervously. " Okay" I said and he laughed . My jaws where literally on the floor as I looked at just how luxurious the place looked . The place had the sweet vibes of nature and it brought a smile on my face .

she said brightly, and he nodded. "We're going to Silvan tomorrow," Amaria said. " It's really suspicious, Silvan is a small town but very rich in soil, they said the rich soil was a blessing from the spirit king of nature 'Gaia' that's why they have the healthiest fruits, vegetables and rear the healthiest animals, it has the highest exportation rate over the years because all the kingdoms under Ashmael Empire request goods from them yearly, I should know because I'm from there." Teresa stated

Clara was just fifteen years when she left Italy, she had begged one of her uncles who was her father's brother to take her away from her parents. After much hesitation, he agreed and arranged for their flight to California. He was the one who chose California as where she would migrate to because he remembered that California was the previous home of Dana and Harriot before they moved to Italy. He traveled with her and sorted out things for her before he left. When Dana found out about it, she was mad and even attempted to arrest her brother-in-law but Harriot defended his brother. She called Clara so many times but all to no avail.

Jacob said Yeah....yay

"Does she need to have a name?" She nodded and hummed. He rolled his eyes. "How about Agatha?" She beamed and nodded. "Agatha was never wanted wherever she went. She craved to be accepted. She moved from town to town, kingdom to kingdom, but was never accepted. One day, while passing by a trade Fair, she spotted a horse and it was instantly like it called to her. Agatha bought the horse, and-" "Why a horse?" She asked with a frown. He blinked in annoyed confusion. "What?"