Humans Stories Novels & Stories

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?”

Deep in the city of Helores, The humans had to come together to deliberate the misfortune that was happening to their people, they needed to tackle everything that was occurring, all the cheifs were available except Sir Erik who was the head of their military. He was always late to meetings. This was the fourth time that humans were victims of being hijacked and killed. The first time was in the woods, when two lovers had gone there to seclude themselves from the world and have fun. They were already intimate when they were attacked by wolves. The woman had given in and accepted her faith while the man tried to run for his life. Unfortunately, the wolves finally caught up with him and reaped

She realized that stories had the ability to transcend language and cultural barriers, touching the hearts of people from all walks of life. With this newfound insight, Luna embarked on a project to collect and share stories from individuals in Seoul. She sought out locals, immigrants, and travelers alike, listening to their personal narratives and experiences. These stories ranged from tales of triumph and resilience to accounts of cultural traditions and the bonds forged through shared humanity.

A life spent looking backwards misses all the beauty that lies in front of it. Your parents aren’t perfect. You might have realize this. But you’re pretty darn smart. So, like I said before, we have to forgive ourselves or the coulda, woulda, shoulda, fear and anxiety will creep into a crack of our weaknesses, and overcome us. Please know we’re not perfect, and we will never claim to be. Our personal journeys have stories to tell. THAT’S for sure. When it comes time for stories, though, talk to me first… because chances are your father’s are going to be inappropriate. HA!

It was Francine. I gave a nod but tried to maintain a stern face. Alex ran to me and asked, "So are we riding an airplane? " "Yes we are little boy." I said smirking at him and messing up his hair. The sound of horns from the taxi signaled that we were all about to have a major change in our lives. I am Attorney Providence Dalton. Provi to my my closest friends.. Atty. Pro to my colleagues… This is my story.

she said. “I thought that it wouldn’t be as busy as it was in San Francisco but its crazy busy as well. I think people in this country care more about political drama than anything else. Eighty-nine percent of the news content is just politics, politics, politics. I am yet to decide if that’s a good thing or not….” “How about your co-workers,were they friendly?” Her mother asked. “Yes, everyone was friendly,” She lied. Natasha knew that telling her mother about the antagonistic and villain-like Luyando would only make her have unnecessary worries. “I know it’s just the first day but I think people aren’t as scheming as they were back home.”

Black's POV I could hear a knock on my door as I just finished fixing my bed. "Black, breakfast is ready downstairs." My aunt said. "I'll be back tonight." "Take care, Aunt Autumn." I replied. Autumn Vera, or Aunt Autumn as I call her, is my aunt that took me in after both my mom and dad passed away. She's a very kind person that agreed to take care of me despite not even talking properly with her before.

He remained standing, not bothering to put the teacher's table back in the middle. I leaned, getting interested. That's got to be about humans! I mean, if I can't shift then humans has got to be my kind! I have never seen one but I guess they look a lot like us! I only heard stories about them from the adult males, they said they're weakling and small and frail, I mean... that's so me. "I'll tell you two of the most important things you need to know about humans." I think I'm about to burst with excitement.

Sam, the one who taught about why humans were the enemies spoke up. " There is no truth behind the story you want to use to justify your obsession with humans... Sir" he said, making sure to sound as condescending as possible but it did not phase Roman. " What story am I trying to use for justification?" Roman asked instead with a smirk on his face. " A blasphemous story. We don't speak of such nonsense here." " Ah...I see. I suppose you must be the star teacher here. Why don't you educate us on the actual story? Tell these students why on Earth we look a thousand percent human " Roman asked, his smirk slowly disappearing from his face.

Minsan ay nagbibisekleta lamang siya. Hindi ko iyon tinatanggihan. I want us closer than before. I want us to have something more than what we have before. I was conscious about what was happening at first. Hindi mawala-wala ang iba't-ibang kuwento mula sa mga tao. They'd make stories and spread it around like a virus. Other people would believe while some people have their own versions of us. It just gets worse and worse. They see us the way how we were in their minds and not what we really were. At kung ano ang ipininta nila sa amin, iyon ang ipipresinta nila sa iba pang tao. Making bad stories against other people was a never-ending saga.