Better Story Novels & Stories

No, no need to read the first one to understand this one, but probably some details will make sense if read in order. The other story - I am not sure if I will publish it here, but it can be found on another app - free - I.N.K.I.T.T - A pack of Rain and Pain. This story should change the name to - A Pack of Ashes and Hope - but on this app will maintain the same name. I am sorry for the delays, but the story will be completed. Have a great time everyone

Luca finished gently, sitting beside her. Her eyes flicked to him. “Exactly. I want to fight that. I want to write stories that make them answer for what they’ve done. Loan sharks, corrupt businessmen, all of them.” “You’d be amazing at that,” he said without hesitation. “You’re stubborn as hell and you don’t shut up when you know you’re right. Perfect journalist material.” She laughed, swatting at his arm. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”

stood for something other than Bed and Breakfast. The End. Look forward to the Part 2 of this particular story

Hindi naman sa wala akong tiwala pero malay ko ba. "Ah, hinigpitan ko lang ng konti. Masyado kasing maluwag, mabilis ang patak." Sagot ng nurse. Pagkatapos ay ni-check niya ulit tapos ay humarap siya sa'kin. "Taga saan pala kayo, ma'am? Saka bakit nabaril ang kasama mo?" Tanong niya. "Taga siyudad kami. May nagnakaw kasi ng motor ko at hinabol namin kaya lang may baril pala yung magnanakaw at nabaril ang kasama ko." Pag-i-imbento ko ng kuwento.

I'll spend a lot of time plotting it so that it can be a better story than the rest. Please do support my other works here! It'll be amazing to see your feedback. Thanks again for the support! Love Tea tae

My brother by blood, Eric Wilson, was having an affair. I found out about it. However, I chose not to tell his wife. Instead, I blackmailed him into buying me three luxury handbags.

Her eyes were blue, and she got a heart-shaped face, and what I like the most about her physique is her long, straight, black hair. “Are you okay, Becca?” she asked. She sat properly and looked at me. “Why don’t you take a nap? The trip is still long. And we will be there within three hours.” “I’m okay, ma’am. I’m not sleepy yet,” I replied. She smiled at me, “are you nervous?” I nodded. Well, that’s normal. She folded her blanket and put it in front of her. “Do you want to hear a story?” she asked. My eyes widened and I nodded.

“Claire, it seems you are so busy these past few days. I barely see you here in the mansion,” her mother said. “I’m very sorry mother. I’m just having so much fun on the book I read. It has really a great story. So I always look for a place where I can be alone.” “Oh what story it is?” “It is titled, Against the Tragic Fate. It is the story where the lead character was given a chance to relive her life again and fight the tragic ending of her story in her previous life.” Claire lied.