Create Story Book Novels & Stories

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he asked in an indifferent manner. I came in amazed by how huge actually this place was. There were books stacked on shelves, which were a few meters high, around five maybe. Books on several desks. Books piled everywhere on the floor. And more books near the fireplace. For all that was sacred sake, I would love to just spend the rest of my almost immortal life here. “Close your mouth or you’ll catch a fly.” He said clearly amused. ”Now, are you going to apologize or what?” “Why would I do that?” I instantly scoffed. Crossing my arms. I took a sit on the floor across from him.

Part 1 Alot of people have different life tale, I have read many and never thought I will one day tell mine here for others to read. I have held back for so long and Just felt is time to let my pain out. I will start right from when it all began. I came from a loving home, my parents were awesome when it comes to caring for us. I'm the first child and have younger siblings. A sister Lucia and two brothers. My parents were young and love each other before getting married.

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.

"Aunty, can you tell me a story?" "What story you like to listen to?" Anvika start thinking about the stories she had told Avi before. However, she stopped telling stories when he was three years old. So, she could not remember the stories now. Sugar pointed at the drawer on the table and said, "There is a storybook in it. Aunty, you can read it for me." Anvika had a sigh of relief. She quickly found a fairy tale book and began to read it. Sugar must be very sleepy. Because halfway through her reading, Sugar's breathing turned even and she fall asleep.

So, the best thing for me to do is to avoid her. People still say stupid things about her. I am already very tired of hearing all the side derogatory comments about her. it is very sickening. People should just learn to stop all this petty bullying. It is not cool at all. I entered the library and I picked a seat at the far end of the library. I picked a literature textbook. Literature has been giving me issues for a while now. I want to really focus on it today. I sat down and started skimming through the textbook. I honestly do not understand what I am reading but I just continued.

1 The Fictional Game Background of Game Characters When designing the characters for the “King of Glory” and “Arena of Valor”, Tencent used a very clever game setting. They fabricated the story backgrounds of the two games, which made the characters of the two games live in a fictional world. The game characters of “King of Glory” lived in a world named King’s continent. The game characters of “Arena of Valor” lived in a fictional continent where is full of wars. The advantage of creating these game worlds is that it expands the categories of game characters and it allows the images of game characters to not have to be completely as same as the images of characters in our real life. In the “

“He asked if he could bring something next time. He wants to show you a book he wrote about space and a boy who gets lost in a galaxy and finds his way home.” It reads.I don’t cry but my chest cracks open like a storm.He’s coming back to me.Not all at once, not with a hug, not with a miracle but with a story.And that’s enough. I read the message again. Twice maybe three times.He wants to bring a story. His story.

My body felt so hot suddenly like someone was setting me ablaze. Breathing through my nose wasn't enough. My mouth parted on its own to let in more air. The question was so direct, so raw, so wicked "Answer me, Muna" He said my name again. That deep way he always said it. I had been tempted before to beg him to stop calling me like that, because every time he did my body reacted… But how could I explain that without sounding crazy? That his voice alone made me wet and needy?

His face is even more puzzled. If you’re wondering how casual currently we are, even though we ended last night on an awkward note, well… I explained it. Usually, in stories, they just skip to the next day/ chapter as if nothing happened, but NO. IT’S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. How I wish it was. I have to thoroughly explain EVERYTHING. Even the finger-partner part. Good heavens, they don’t know about that! Why? IT’S BECAUSE THEY DON’T DO IT! I can’t believe it. They go straight to the point; no foreplay! What a sad world this is…