Humans Stories Novels & Stories

The limits are limited for everyone who doesn't care what a blessing is for can't understand why they were sent into this world but because few people try this kind of stupidity we always found a new and a great story. As you can have my own example, I'm telling you the story of that one person who alone triumphs the world and also I'm telling you about the one who doesn't care about the value of human blood, or maybe he knows…,? Who knows!? Finally they reach the place where they wanted to, Jenny has something in her mind. She is thinking what if the address is not right, what if the man is the culprit who’s sitting inside in his house, and other confusing thoughts are floating in her head.

“We have different interests. Mine is in the gym, others were at the parties.” He laughed then looked at me. “My friends once told me you’re gay, that you’re into women and not interested in men.” I squinted my eyes. “Your friends talk about me, huh?” “Well…” he shrugged, then we both laughed. “That rumor about me was false. I’m not interested in women, I’m into men. And I think people nowadays just love spreading rumors, huh? Rumors about you were proof of it, as well.” “Hmm? Rumors about me? Haven’t heard about it. I just hope they were good rumors and not bad.”

"It's a long story, Aurora. A story of greed and ambition, of power and betrayal." "Tell me," I pleaded, my curiosity piqued. "I want to understand." He hesitated, his eyes searching mine. "It's not easy to explain," he said finally. "But I will try." He began to speak, his voice low and measured, recounting the history of our people, the conflict that had simmered for generations. He spoke of the humans' insatiable desire for our land, their hunger for power, their relentless pursuit of dominance. He spoke of the sacrifices made, the battles fought, the lives lost.

She asked me in a very shaky voice. “Those comments don't mean anything babe. You are not a slut or a tramp. You are a wonderful person. All those people, the poster, the commenters, they do not know anything about you and if I am being honest, they do not deserve to know you. You are an amazing person, babe.

“Yeah, I guess, I think he’s a bit out of his depth with Sarah. Are you sure you don’t know anyone who has a human as a mate?” Annie wasn’t sure if she believed him. “No, I don’t any personally, there were some in my pack and some in mythology though. I read about them once, the humans tried to keep the human man away from his mate who was a wolf, thinking she would lose control and kill him, he escaped his human captors and he and the she-wolf ran away together, had children and lived happily ever after. The offspring became rulers and protectors of nature if I remember the story correctly” “Hmmm, I see. So you think they will be ok then?” said Hugh.

She laughed and thought to herself "my weakness is teachers". -Well, I already told you my whole life story. Of course, when she told her life story she didn't include Gabriel. -Well look my life is not that interesting it is very common I have a family that does not live here my family is European I came to visit this country and I stayed here my family is a very traditionalist family they come from time to time to see me and I also go there from time to time I have two more brothers they live with my parents and I am a professor at several universities, so as you see my life is not very interesting.

Vera's point of view: I sigh and said, “I did my research, I found out a lot about your kind. Funny enough, we humans don't believe that people like you exist even though we know a lot." “That was because humans used to know about us but that was a long long time ago. Not all humans, just a few that tried to tell others about us but they won't believe. They weren't so sure about us because we didn't give them the hint to believe that we exist. So they turned our kind into a fictional story. Why we are hiding our identity from humans is that we want to avoid any controversy. We are stronger than humans and if they stupidly pull a fight with us, we can't be sure of their survival."

The last three stories explored the diverse reactions of humans and animals to hunger and food. Anuri nodded. 'Exactly. A Battle of Will…’

It was a very painful and uncomfortable feeling for him. “Well, you got shot. You are not expecting it to just go away, now are you?” Suit looked at him like he was an idiot. “I don’t care much about you humans, but I know for a fact that your fragile selves die when you are shot, right?” Suit rolled his eyes at Anderson “Honestly, how can a human not know how your own contraptions work?” Suit spoke in a playful tone. Anderson did not seem amused with the playfulness of Suit and glared at him without saying a word. “Fine, fine. No sense of humor whatsoever. I don’t know what you thought was happening, but I assure you; Everything you experienced was real, down to the last drop of blood.” Sui

“It’s possible that the man I painted is from the past. You can tell by the clothes he’s wearing.” “Then?” “If that’s the case, then the same hypothesis can apply to you and Park Ah Reum as well. It could be that Park Ah Reum is a person from the past.” “Then?” The next thing they heard was a sound of a table being slammed by someone. René Huang was the one who just slammed the table so hard. Other people in the cafeteria looked surprised by his sudden action, and they turned their heads toward the two men. René’s patience had worn out because Alain kept showing indifferent reactions. He was seriously telling the story, but Alain just responded to him with ‘Then?’ over and over again. It loo