Novelas y relatos de Am Only

“Ahh, Xyril, this is Amanda, my personal assistant.” “And Amanda this is Xyril, my fashion consultant.” I introduced the two ladies to each other. Xyril offered her hand to her. “Nice to meet you, Am!” Amanda took her hand. They shake hands. “Nice to meet you too.” I was confused. “Who’s Am?” I asked Xyriel. “Shorten version of Amanda. Am,” she explained. Xyril sighed. “Anyway, I have to go now. I’ll see you guys around!”

As a result, SMM can influence hotel chains’ way of building customer loyalty. 6.3 The rise of Airbnb Although SMM has many advantages that can help hotel chains in variable regards, it still could bring negative influences upon hotel chains. With the rising of the peer-to-peer platforms (sharing economy), some SM applications such as Airbnb have appeared (Zervas，Proserpio and Byers, 2017). At first, the expanding of this sharing economy did not draw much attention from the hotel chains, until those online platforms have become extremely popular (figure 2). Then the hotel chains began to realize these platforms can provide substitutions (e.g. homestay) for traditional hospitality services an

She silently prayed no one would see them in the hallway. “The Amara I know is brave, doesn’t care about anything, and above all, if she acts spoiled or philosophical, it’s annoying but that’s also why I like you.” Dug… Dug… Dug…

Elexiers POV I played with my glass of wine for a bit then drank to it as I watch the run rise from the balcony. Amira fell asleep after our conversation yesterday. She wants to die and I was so alarmed by it. She is suicidal now. God thing she ate dinner. She takes all the blame. I know she is angry to her father, but she is also feeling regrets for wasting her life believing her father is a good man.

​ AMON: “I don’t‍ let my‍self thi‍nk about tha⁠t. I ca‌n⁠’t. Right now, I am focusing on today. Today, Ayana i‌s alive. Today, we have‍ a healthy new b‍aby. Toda​y, w​e’re still fi‌ghting. Tomorrow can wait.” M‌IRIAM: “You’re a good father, ‍ Amon. Bot‌h your daughters are lucky to‌ have you.” A‍MO​N: “I h⁠ope I’m enough. I hope we’re all enoug⁠h.” [They stand in silence, two f‍riends ho⁠lding spac‌e f⁠or im‍possi‌bl⁠e gr⁠i‌ef and stubb‌orn hop⁠e, waiti​ng to see which one⁠ wins.]

I told her. “Seems you have selective amnesia, a sort of dissociative amnesia. It does happen, especially after a traumatic event. I’m sure it’ll come to you, just give it time,” she waved her hand dismissively and I instantly didn’t like her. “Let me go home,” I stood up and my knees buckled. The beautiful woman, Aria, caught me before I fell and helped me back onto the cot. “Please be careful, I couldn’t bear if something else happened to you,” she told me sweetly.

Not Amanda too. Not now.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

The memories made with Daffa are so beautiful, help Aiys forget the traces that were painted. "Aiys, help me," sister Amel's voice broke Aiys's reverie. Amel, the only sister Aiys has is currently studying in college. "Yes sis," said Aiys. "Why long answer? Move it these books into the cupboard!" Aiys saw a pile of books that rippled the river, starting from Bobo magazines, magazines down and down from little Amel. "Everything is neatly arranged, don't mess it up," said Amel with a tucked hips.

Amanda hasn't come online since we crashed the party. I'm thinking it's her battery. Or she has no data. Both of which are remediable if I knew which. Abe has been online, however, more than usual. Mostly, he's angry—at whom I don't know. How he is throwing shade online you'd think he sells sunglasses, i swear. He's there, talking about: They tried to put me down. But I came. I saw. I conquered. (Fire emoji)#undefeated.