Ar-stories Novels & Stories

, Arthit asked her as he found her standing in front of the mirror and blankly staring at her image. "Nothing. Let's sleep", Darika jumped out at his sudden voice panicked, and quickly laid down on the bed. Arthit switched off the light and turned on the night lamp. He lay down on the bed beside Darika. He didn't forget to pull her rubber band out of the ponytail. He freed her hair and stroked her hair. Darika suddenly said, "I want to hear a story". Arthit craned his neck and stared at her soulful black eyes. Her voice was like a spoiled little girl. He turned silent and asked, "What do you want to hear?".

"Is this supposed to be my rap sheet?" Dexter Carrington asked, barely glancing at the diary before setting it down. He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind. "Come on, Ivy, knock it off. Brianna and I just finished a huge project. I'm dead on my feet, and I really don't have the energy to deal with this right now." He didn't have the energy? I looked down. The phone in his hand was still lit up, open to a conversation with Brianna Holt.

she spun around with a smile. "Every wolf here has a sad story about being raped, abused, stolen from their true lives, grieving over lost one who was murdered before them, and many more but Arkane has the saddest story. His painful stories are written under his apparel like words in a book only a language he and his oppressor can understand," Jane's green eyes stared into mine sadly. Arkane returned. Jane and I attention went to him. He was soaked in the rain. I watched Jane as she ran to him.

Her POV After two hours of eating, joking, story-telling, and paing the bill, Sir Dan stood up and bid us goodbye. "Elderly people needs to sleep early because we wake up early," he said and winked at us. "Provi you would know your way through the rural area at South Bay, right? "He asked his friend. "It's, ok.. If I get lost, there's Waze!" Mr. Dalton stood up as well but he waited for me to follow after Sir Dan.

Meanwhile, the sun was bursting its fever upon the earth, and Terra Elliot along with the two women Celeste Guerra and Cachet Memphis are hiking their way toward the kingdom of Iasariel. "You knew I never liked this idea, Terra." Celeste hissed as she walks behind her companions with a heavy step. "Bakit mo naman nasabi, Celeste? May tinatakasan ka ba sa lugar ninyo?" Memphis asks while glancing in the woman's direction. She could not help but be curious, for she find it very interesting to know that both of them speak the same language and it always feels like an honor to meet strangers from different kingdoms. The woman answered her question with a bitter speech, "Huwag ka na mag abalang m

5 | STRANGE THINGS Arther entered to his Blake Light Pack with his footsteps that looked very fast about right now on there. Arther's right palm which was holding on the bag of containing the cakes and breads even looked so much red right now, because Arther had already tightened of his grip on there right now. Arther didn't even pay attention to all of the stares and even of the respectful greetings that had already been given by all of the omegas in his Pack about on there right now.

Before the next duel she wanted to overcome the embarrassment of last night, a fresh wound on her honour that she did not respect herself, dissolving in his vicinity like butter on a pan. It was the same night that Ina met strangers, lots and lots of them. But somehow they exactly knew her, flooding her with affection. She played with children that spoke a completely different language than her, muttering words that she often heard from her father. When she didn't like an approaching stranger's face, she would lean into her mother's legs, immediately showing her hesitancy. No one was told about who was the mother of Don's daughter, and no one needed to. It was clear as the day that his ex wi

"A lie is the truth told to the ear that seeks to hear what is not destined to.”― Bangambiki Habyarimana, Pearls Of Eternity ________________________________________________ Arche was walking to the hospice while his head is bent over until someone called his name, so he stopped walking. "As I told you last night, come here when you're okay now. Do not force yourself to go here." Arche ignored what Tyler said. Instead, he walked again, but he stopped walking again when Tyler stopped him from walking.

“I told you, I won’t force you.” “But we must, I mean we can’t fake the-” “We’ll mark each other. It'll be enough to sustain our story. I know how you feel about it, but the mark will fade away eventually. We'll renew it once in a while.” By the end of this talk, he was only in his underwear. A small whimper escaped my mouth causing me to slap a hand over it. His laugh filled the room. Despite the turmoil of emotions that were ravaging my mind, I couldn’t deny the fact that his body was nothing less than perfect.

• Happy Ending ===== ARC STATUS ===== Arc 1 - Aris the Soother [In Progress - Almost finished] Astar Levi, the cold and asocial heir of a city-state, comes over to the neighboring city of Concordia to get to know his in-laws before his wedding. However, due to an emergency at work, Levi's fiancée makes her little brother, Cordia Aris, take him around town in her stead.