Glory Story Novels & Stories

I am the narrator, you see me here and I'm nowhere. When Ard was divided in four directions by every civilization of different places, people's only desire was the centre of the world. People fought many years for their selfishness and I saw every loss of the poor nature. People who weren't able to fight, suffered in these wars. The only thing the Ardians lost in conquering the lost empire was their lives.

However, my grandfather slapped them each right then, barking, "Shut up! A couple of nobodies like you think you get to yap in front of me and James?!" Seeing that everything was falling apart, Harold braced himself, smiling as he came close, "Hey, Gramps. You could have told me you're coming, and I would have received you at the door…" Grandpa's bodyguard sent him flying with a kick even before he got close, while Grandpa snorted. "Some gigolo who lives off women, calling me gramps? You're willing to sink as low as you can, I see." In the end, my grandfather was the one who had led Skymex Group to its current glory in his youth, propelling himself as the richest man of Adonia.

She broke off from the throng. Then, there were stories about her circulating in the village. A mad mother chasing down a thug with nothing but a knife. The thug eventually fell further and became a beggar. The mad mother became the mad hag. Zacharias and I were on the train to the capital. Where the sun shone, there would be our future also.

"Mr. Grey rules the business world with an iron will, but he's a romantic. It is said that he stayed single just to marry this wife." "Everyone in the business circle knows that it's better to please Mrs. Grey than to please Mr. Grey. Mrs. Grey is the apple of Mr. Grey's eye." Hearing their chatter, I smiled happily. Three years into the marriage, Axel Grey's business grew bigger, while his reputation as a loyal and doting husband grew more famous. Rosalie always wanted to outdo me and never missed an opportunity to show off in front of me. "Mr. Grey bid for a 20-million-dollar bracelet called Eternal Sincerity at Christie's to please Mrs. Grey. Every woman in the world wishes she were Mrs.

She needed to wash off the blood before she had down anything else. Glory walked into the hot water and sighed in relief. Thinking back on the days even now it seems like one big dream but it has been going good overall. Even though they had been here a week she thought they had accomplished enough. But Glory knew that the rate that she was going soon her body wouldn't be able to keep up with her anymore.

So I began to adjust my position calmly: first relax my shoulder and back muscles, tuck my arms to my chest to reduce the space my body took up, then slowly support the floor with my elbows and shift my center of gravity back little by little. The whole process lasted nearly ten minutes. My face flushed with effort, and my arms and knees were dusted, but I never gave up. Finally, with one slow push, my shoulder broke free from the bed frame, and I pulled myself completely out from under the bed. I sat on the floor, gasping, holding the recovered flannel box, both amused and exasperated. It was just a small household accident—no thrill, no inappropriate subtext, only embarrassment and the sat

He returned to the cliff where he had always trained and performed the Iron Fist over and over. Every move sent him crashing to the ground, yet he struggled back to his feet each time, refusing to stop until every bone in his body was broken. It was as though he could no longer feel pain. "Clifford… I'm giving your talent back. I'm done fighting!" Tears streamed down Dad's face as he threw himself off the cliff. Like an eagle with broken wings, he plunged into the abyss. The night before the bankruptcy was finalized, Mom returned to the tiny storage room where I had once lived.

"My blood pressure just skyrocketed. What kind of insane family forces their daughter, who scored high, to apologize to a cousin who failed the exams?!" "What kind of manipulative witch is Naomi Gibson? She copied her cousin's work for three years, got exposed during the real exams, framed her cousin for hiding her admission ticket, and then claimed her cousin's exam score as her own? I'm actually speechless." "Stella got it the worst. Her whole family treated her like the villain, forced her to kneel and apologize, stole her celebration, and even told her not to wear makeup because they were afraid she'd outshine her cousin? I'm disgusted."

All the riedness of the day weighed heavily on my shouldes. I had tried my best to calm down after the encounter with my ex, his girlfriend, and his mother. How unfortunate that the man I was seeing now is actually a close relative of theirs. OR.... It may be a blessing ni disguise that I can actually make a revenge on those very mean people.