I Am But One Novels & Stories

River blinks, and then he laughs, the sound rich and disbelieving. “Impossible,” he scoffs, shaking his head. “As always, you’re mistaken, Maerilee. I’m your One. Not some—” he gestures vaguely toward the door, “—servant.” I bristle at his dismissal of Akin, my temper flaring again. “You don’t know that. You can’t just decide you’re my One because it’s convenient for you.” He pushes off the wall, stepping closer, and I can see the determination in his eyes.

3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall. As he stands in front of me, I shudder and gulp, I could feel cold sweats oozing from my skin pores, because the Stephen Brown in front of me now, isn’t the angelic cupid from before, he’s now like an angry mob who had his girlfriend stolen from him. He’s only cupid in front of Lisa, he’s a bouncer to everyone else! “Hey! You are the one who wants to steal Lisa from me. RIGHT?!” Stephen growls.

I am not broken". Emma and I said at the same time. "AhaHhaaahaaa" that witch laughed and then said," If both of you aren't broken than who is the one which is broken. Is it me? Denying the reality doesn't change it but it'll make you feel better". Emma and I looked at each other and then again to that witch. She continued," One is trying to fight with none other than himself and the other is trying to fight her destiny. Oh, it's so interesting. But remember that the fight with your own self is the harder one. Tell me. Why are you both here?"

I should not be too forward " Is it going to hurt "oh God I could do this all day " No... I'm just gonna, um , like finger you once sorta " finger? I'm cool with it I sit on a chair and slowly part my leg. I've never been fingered allmy life but t here right now the person that i have always crushed on is going to finger me. Oh i raise the towel all up to my belly and spread my legs as wide as I can.

“What are you?” “I am magic itself, I am a god, I am Mazikeen.” The being responded. “You are a Mazikeen, how did you…” Ataf started. “I am not a Mazikeen. I am the Mazikeen. There is only one of me in existence. None other.” The being raged as a force pushed out of me in anger and flattened the rest against the wall. I watched as they were pinned to the wall while Dahlia was forced on her knees before me.

“I am neither of those, as I am not the Gods and Goddesses that you all knew, worship, and adores. But I am greater than that! I am the supreme one, the only one and everything that you can think of and be.” Taunting, yet rather giving a warning or perhaps a reminder. IT draws a satisfying smile as IT introduces himself. “You see, I am neither of those names, but I am everything of your thoughts and even greater than you ever expect to be. I am the very existence that you people like to call the world. The universe, the world, the truth, and all. For I am God!”

I want a man to call my own. I'm more than just a fairy. I can fight, and I can sing. I can make myself big or make myself small. I'm so alone that, at times, I want to die. No one will miss me because all they see is a fairy. The loneliness is a darkness that surrounds me. I live in a cloud when I want to live in the light. I can't see through the pain in my heart. Why can't they see me for who I am? I'm more than just a fairy.

Not for more But for peace in world You have a good cause For each you govern Flow with the river Serve Not hold tight in fist It will pain your body’s then Every inch Every inch Believe me It’s not for guilt But to discuss if deep Everything is within reach Everything is within reach But to grow Not to be a weed Another weed We do not want But we do want thee We do want thee In the world that admits Its own attempts And repeats next Good will We do want your dream Your fulfilled Self-big imagining dream We do want thee But not for future adversity But today’s relief In fight from injustice In you In many We do want defeat Of Saturn if any So that life can be lived By efforts positive Not in

"I see you're determined to stay here and be a useless piece of trash. Forget it. I'll let it slide this time for Mamma's sake. Remember your place next time." I circled him as I headed for my room, whispering, "There won't be a next time." Although I had made many wonderful memories in this villa, at the end of the day, it wasn't my home.

The doctor said, "If we can't find a suitable bone marrow match, a month at most." One month. Serena closed her eyes. She thought about Luca's cold, indifferent gaze. She thought about him calling her and Mattia's lives worthless. She thought about Gabriele's disgusting face. She thought about the cameras, the comments, and the laughter. She also thought about one other person—Adriano. The man who had pushed her into hell was now the only person who could save Mattia. She gripped her phone, her palm slick with sweat. The first call went unanswered, and so did the second. She could not tell if she felt disappointed or relieved, but Mattia could not wait any longer. When the third call connect