Gaining Stories Novels & Stories

Keith shouted while the police surrounded him and Martina left the kitchen. “Oh, poor Keith! I knew that your greedy wife would leave you looking at how rich and handsome I am! I wore expensive clothes and shoes to impress her. And guess what? I succeeded. She became a way for me to reach you! I gifted her expensive things and she told me every little detail of this house and all the necklaces and gifts you’d been gifting her! Thanks to Henry for reaching out on time and helping me to take revenge from you. What did you think? You’ll steal things from people, kill my dad and nobody would know? I saw the CCTV footage and saw all the times you stole money and jewelry from our shop! You fooled

I mean, who wants to read a story about an introvert finally achieving her dream to escape reality and have something magical to her life? Wow, that sounds adventurous. How awesome is that to finally escape reality? I’d probably read it. Of course, I’ll read it! I want to live in my imaginations and I can relate to the main character! If that’s the case, then I’ll make my story count! I just hope that the drastic change won’t come sooner. I have to build that rising action. Train like the karate kid or some shit just to look badass. Ok. That’s decided then. I closed my eyes and smiled in content. Happy with the newfound motivation.

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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?”

“I told you, I won’t force you.” “But we must, I mean we can’t fake the-” “We’ll mark each other. It'll be enough to sustain our story. I know how you feel about it, but the mark will fade away eventually. We'll renew it once in a while.” By the end of this talk, he was only in his underwear. A small whimper escaped my mouth causing me to slap a hand over it. His laugh filled the room. Despite the turmoil of emotions that were ravaging my mind, I couldn’t deny the fact that his body was nothing less than perfect.

“I can just send the pictures directly to your DM.” I yanked his phone from him for the second time today. “Posted,” I said to him. “Naughty girl." he bopped my nose with his fingers. “Well, you can't do without this naughty girl.” I laughed. “I am very happy that we are back together as friends.” “I am happy too. Let us gist. I am bored." “Gossiper!” “It is not gossip. it is gisting. They are two different things.” I hissed. He laughed. God! He looks very handsome when he laughs. I took a moment to register how he looks when laughing in my mind.

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Nathan and Miranda understood that storytelling held immense power—a power to heal, to inspire, and to create lasting change. Motivated by this realization, they set out on a mission to document and share these stories of resilience. Through captivating interviews, powerful photographs, and poignant narratives, they aimed to create a platform that celebrated the triumphs of the human spirit. They believed that by amplifying these stories, they could reshape societal perceptions, break down barriers, and foster a greater sense of empathy and understanding.

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I'm building myself and not letting anything to stop me. Hope never disappoint and with God I will achieve every of his plan and purpose for me. I still believe that this my Life tale will not end in sadness or heart break Time went by smoothly and joba hadn’t sent any message yet I was able to build my life back to how is was if not like before, I was doing much better compared to when joba had left me. His bride price was also returned but he still did not bother contacting me and I didn’t care what he thought of me. Relationship with my formal inlaws was intact and i hope it will always be like that.