Fiction Story In English 소설 & 이야기

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.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Oh yeah, I forgot there are many other beautiful stories written by me, Mafia and billionaire - Destiny Rebirth and Love - Rebirth of love Fated mates and rejection - His unwanted mate, His unwanted human mate. Please try giving them a read as well and I am sure you will love them. With love, Author Sree.

She handed it to a man who was sitting on a stone by the hearth—a man who had just arrived from the valley, his clothes dusty from a long journey, his face lined with an old, familiar wisdom. He didn't have a name, but as he took the pen, he looked at Xander and me with eyes that were a deep, natural brown. "The manuscript is clean," the man said, opening a new, leather-bound book that had no numbers on the pages. "Who wants to tell the first story that isn't about money?" Xander looked at me, and for the first time since Chapter One, there was no ledger between us. "Once," Xander said, his voice carrying across the new world, "there was a man, and there was a woman. And they had absolutely

Pat continued to stroke Fiona's hair, trying to offer some comfort to the little girl. "Would you like me to tell you a story?" Pat suggested, hoping to distract Fiona from her worries. Fiona's eyes lit up at the idea. "Yes, please!" she said eagerly. Pat smiled and began to tell a story about a brave princess who went on an adventure to save her kingdom. Fiona listened intently, her worries slowly fading away as she became engrossed in the story.

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