Idol Romane & Geschichten

You are so happy that you can’t contain it and jump up and down like a 5-year-old. But it did something to you. You are no more the same person you used to be. You don’t want to surrender. You want control. No matter how but if you can’t have it, then no one can. You will probably never be the same. After all, he is an asshole and he didn’t destroy you but tried to and you couldn't handle it. You will not budge. Not for anybody. No more. You are left to rule everything and you step up. You are who you are. You didn’t hide. You decide to embrace your darkness.

Will was afraid of being noticed from the outside since the town was busier now, and he didn't like spending hours in the col Sister Lina had moved on from teaching language to teaching history and religion. The religion worshiped a Goddess called the 'Nurturing Mother'. She was tolerant and caring, but also stern and cruel at times. The teachings heavily emphasized on caring for others, working in unison to lift everyone up together, but also independence so you wouldn't rely to heavily on others. It taught forgiveness and discipline, instead of punishment

“Besides, the people who play the game always leave different. It brings out the worst in people.” “It can also bring out the best.” Adley shrugged, popping another french fry into her mouth. “Just depends on the person.” Iridian was the event of the year, causing excited chatter throughout the world. Open to werewolves only, Iridian is a game designed to trick the mind. Every year twenty invitations were sent at random, delivered to all parts of the world. No one knows the full story on how it began, only that a young Alpha with a penchant for trickery and games started the tradition. History mixed with folklore, weaving a tale of magic and betrayal.

Adalis smirked. “What do you mean?” the young man was trembling with fear. He was now sure that he was going to be killed. “I found a way to destroy Fantasía,” Adalis said. “I will ruin this kingdom and build my own.” he smiled widely, his eyes shifting to a very dark colour. “Your hair will help my soldiers be invincible. In no time, my brother will be dead along with his beloved kingdom.”

"yes. But what will my employer teach, they take lessons from me. I am there idol, what will they think? if there boss is late.they will think, I don't value time. I don't want to spoil my image" "idol, haha. Who take you as there idol. You have every bad habit in you. If any body follows you?only devil follow you. They definitely had problems in there head" "do not insult me. I am a good men. Every girl dies for my one look" "oh, I know. I know, how good you are? You are a devil in saint mask " "you really don't know how good I am?"she should understand my double meaning, what I really mean

Lana points to a page on the journal, “Le destructeur de tous et de ses proches, la mort, la guerre et la Pestilence, récolteront la destruction de tous. Le sacrifice de l'humanité sera son champion. Si l'amour et la bonté prévalent, le monde sera sauvé. Si la mort et l'avidité réussissent, la fin sera un nouveau commencement rempli de mort, d'assujettissement et de destruction.” I interpret it out loud, “The destroyer of all and her kin, death, war, and Pestilence, shall reap the destruction of all. Humanity's sacrifice shall be its champion. Should love and goodness prevail, the world will be saved. Should death and greed succeed, the end shall be a new beginning filled with death, subjuga

Although I still see him, King Alword in my dreams haunting me. Am 18. Neither tall nor short, have long black hair, blue ocean eyes, pink lips and possess a super power. I have the ability to heal anything. Cool right??. I checked the time on my phone screen and sigh, i don't wish to be late. I tossed away the blanket from my body and stood up, I head towards my bathroom and had a nice bath. The warm running did a really good job on my skin. After bathing, I cleaned myself with my towel and applied body lotion. I got dressed in my favorite blue bib jumpsuit and white sneakers, I packed up my hair in a high ponytail before I glanced back at the mirror. Yeah am ready.

Rodrigo gulped down a glass of whiskey, not having the will to go against his mate on this subject. “Thanks, mom.” Isabel hugged her mom tightly, smiling to herself. It was moments like this that makes her thank the moon goddess for not giving her a dominant werewolf for a mother.

He yelled harshly at Exo, "What makes you think you can treat fans like that? How can you be an idol with such qualities? Hurry up and apologize to her!" "Hiss..." Exo raised his hand and pushed Alex while he shouted back, "Who are you?" "I’m your godfather!" The more Alex spoke, the angrier he became. He wanted to make a move to fight. Isla turned pale from fright and rushed over to Alex to hold him back. The fan also ran over quickly, glared at Alex, and said, "Why are you yelling at my idol?"

“The man who stood as our dad on the wedding day is in no way related to us; our dad has been confined to a wheelchair for years, and this woman is also responsible for that.” “Do not listen to him!” Olivia’s mom yelled out. “He is saying nonsense!” “Oh! Nonsense?” He laughed. “You should believe me because even if you ask Olivia, she won’t be able to tell you; she had been living in fear of this woman for years.” He continued. “That woman is a very terrible being, also my sister; they’re evil!”