English Novels & Stories

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I must have twisted it while running for my poor life. "Oh Goodness" Mark exclaimed. I was surprised. No f words?. So Americans who didn't use swear words existed (I'm not trying to imply anything by this statement but he was a jock. I was expecting that from him). "Can you walk?" He asked as I tried taking a step and the pain was something else. "I don't think so bu-" I didn't get to finish my sentence when I felt myself being carried up as I shrieked. "Put me down" I squirmed

He is tightening his jaws as he read it aloud. “Sam Style Bautista. . . I don’t hear your name here, and I guess you are at the same faculty as me. Faculty of Civil Engineering—it is hard right?” he asked him, looking directly to his soft eyes. Sam looks in the other direction—he is blushing because of the shyness that he is feeling right now. “E-Excuse me, S-Sir,” he is stuttering to go out and leave Mike inside speechless. Nevertheless, he looks at the folder that he is holding. Mike’s heart flutters when he sees the logo of the CAM application embedded.

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

he grumbled as Simon and Ian laughed at him. “We were about to go fishing. Would you guys join us.” Amber asked, changing the subject. “Sure.” Ian replied. “What are we supposed to do with a raw fish out here?” Kimberly asked. “Eat it, duh… haven’t you heard of sushi before?” Amber smiled at the weird face Kimberly was making. “That’s gross!” she exclaimed because she hated sushi. “You don’t have to eat it if you don’t want to.” Ian said. “I can’t believe this. You too?!... Don’t even think of kissing me after eating that.”

Oren smiles and his white set of the tooth appears. " I like you, you are a good friend, " Ace wanted someone who tells him that, he wanted someone to befriend him. "thank you, " Ace says with a blush, he is not used to it. " How was your day?" Oren asks and hops on the counter. "good, " Ace says quickly and gets back to washing the dishes. Oren scoff and glares towards Ace. " I want an honest answer, " Ace frowned, Why is he asking? It's not like anyone would care about how he truly feels.

Like he wasn't just waiting for his turn to speak but genuinely processing what I was saying. This was new. Most people listened to me the way you listen to data—absorbing information, categorizing it, moving on. Eli listened the way you listen to someone you're trying to understand. "You're nervous," he said after our food arrived. "I'm not," I said, which was a complete lie. I was approximately 47% nervous and 53% terrified and all of it was showing on my face. "Yes, you are," Eli said gently. "You keep doing that thing where you straighten your fork when you're thinking about what to say next."