Fiction Story In English Mga Nobela at Kwento

Though I have to admit that you are indeed very smart and outspoken for your age. " Um.. so which story do you want to hear? " " I heard my sister Jemmy talking about a book titled, The Foreigner Princess. Can you summarize the story to me? " " Sure. But first, let me tuck you in. " " Okay. " She nodded. Then Emmy proceeded with tucking her in after which she began her story. " The Foreigner Princess: One day, A rich and handsome king From a kingdom was strolling around an orphanage in a small town. " she began.

The sun was hidden across the mountains, in a villa in the floral city, a traveler walked down the main street, looking for a place to spend the night, the mysterious traveler sat near a campfire, where there were people sitting around it. The traveler put his belongings next to him, then a small one approaches him, "excuse me, sir, they are 5 copper coins, they are to be entitled to the heat of the campfire, in addition to a ration of freshly prepared oatmeal," the traveler took the coins and paid the little one, the little one went with an older person and I give him the money, she gave him a tray with a plate and a glass, "sir I have" the traveler took it and continued to eat it, during h

Half a month later, in the middle of the night, my phone buzzed with a message. It was from Lex. [Audrey, I'm sorry.] I stared at it for a moment, then put the phone down. I didn't reply. Our story had ended long ago. I closed that chapter. From now on, our lives will go their own way—like two roads that'll never cross again.

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”

The single word held centuries of certainty. I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way my body still throbbed from his tongue. The cave was surprisingly warm, lit by glowing crystals embedded in the walls and a small fire burning in a natural pit near the entrance. Thick furs—bear, wolf, something even larger—covered the floor. This was his den. I had been brought here while unconscious. Carried in those massive arms like I weighed nothing. “How did you even speak?” I breathed, mostly to myself. Legends never mentioned the Beast talking. Only that he came, chose, and took.

Fearless young girl , not your ordinary damsel in distress story, because she is a full blooded mafia royalty that is born in a powerful and influential family. Some unexpected turns in her life will happen because of some circumstances . This is the story of Kiera ,a girl that will be force to change her life and environment because of unavoidable situation. Can she adapt? Will she able to live normally far from her original life? Or her life will be more thrilling , unpredictable and exciting. Kiera is born in a family of mafia royalties she lived in a fierce surroundings since she was young. She train hard everyday to be a skilled fighter and suitable leader of their clan.

Jai asked. Darrion narrowed his eyes at Jai and smirked. “Oooh~ That will be a good bedtime story, Jai. You’ll have to wait till tonight.” “Can’t you tell me while we wait? I bet it would take some time before dinner is served,” Jai suggested. He knew because the Mint wa still unavailable. “Hmm... Not that... But I know a good tale you might like! Let’s see... How about the tale of the water fairy that fell in love with a lonely human male who’s out of love?”

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning cutting across the room through the high window, followed by the crack of thunder. The sound of heavy rain could be heard hitting the metal roofing. It was now dark and I was in darkness. No lighting. I felt terribly hurt and abused. At this moment , I missed my parents so much. My mind flashed back to the many times my mother had shown that kind of love only a mother is capable of. I remember when mum had grabbed fearlessly the head of a snake and thrown it off me on one occasion we went out camping by the seaside . I had been fast asleep when the snake climbed onto the bed. Luckily mummy was just stepping in after sitting outside for some time to enj

The above sentences are the thoughts of the author about what he thinks, but it is my duty to tell all the things he has in his mind. The space science and the beginning of the human era, why I always talk about the past, why I'm interested in the dead stories, why I tell a tale of another time, why I don't like the present and, also why I'm not narrating about those dumbasses who were about to close the mysterious case of random killing by an unidentified criminal (creature)? You might have so many questions and confusions about the fact that I puzzle a simple story in what we call a Riddle…? But you can still believe in me that I'll give you a gift tomorrow.

He laid on the couch and continued the story. A few hours later, Jimmy found himself in the main hall, surrounded by the servants. He was telling them one of the stories he wrote back in his world. The story about a young prince who chose a commoner over a thousand and made him his husband. All the creatures were dreaming with the beautiful romantic story. They were eager to know how the two princes were going to fall in love and how the king of another kingdom was going to conquer a handsome knight. Jimmy found strange happiness in telling them what his imagination created. He smiled every time they would widen their eyes or squeal and clapped their hands when the king finally kissed his kn