L Change The World Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said as tests streamed down my face, I promised myself that I wouldn't cry today but of course the tears kept coming. "Hey, hey, " she said cupping my face in her hands, "it's alright, remember what you said earlier. This world is a cruel place and sometimes it's better to go out sooner rather than later, " she said as she wiped my tears away. "Your right the world is a cruel place but it's up to all of us to change that, and change starts with one person willing to risk it all, so can you be that person sweetie?" she asked my looking into my eyes. I nodded my head and she pulled me into a hug. "I know you can make this world a better place for you and your family wherever they might be. I

My arrival in this world changes the whole plot. "Flera, will you believe me if I tell you now that I am not your Lady Assi?" Yassi asked Flera. "I am not part of this world. My real name is Yassi Lancaster and I came from the real world and I mysteriously entered into this world. This world is not true. We were inside the book. And all things in this world, everything that happened in here and all the people living in here was just a creation, a plot that written by the author's wide imagination in the real world where I came from." Yassi hopes that Flera will believe her so she can talk to someone freely and not pretending that she's Assi. It's so hard for her to pretend as Lady Assi. And

"You're contradicting everything you're saying here with your actions, you don't even act like it, sometimes I get so confused, like, really really confused. You make me think... alot. Today is normal, tomorrow isn't, one drama today, another Tomorrow. Your family is nice, it's something to dream about, something anyone would die to be in, but not me. I want normal, I don't want to be a billionaire's fiance or whatever, this whole act we've been doing has been so hard. I try to imagine how it's going to be like all my life, I don't think I can" He held my hands and looked me dead in the eyes, "What do you want me to change about myself, to change about my family, to change about the world ju

"Hello, everyone. My name is Mallory. A year ago, I went through a tough time. Someone stole my belongings, destroyed my things, slashed photos of my family, spread rumors that I had a sugar daddy, and even incited thousands of people to attack me publicly. They wrapped their actions in a grand excuse—'resenting the wealthy' and 'seeking justice.' But in truth, it was jealousy. It was plain cruelty." I paused, letting my gaze sweep across the room. "My dad taught me to be humble and kind. But that experience taught me something important. Kindness needs an edge. When you face injustice and harm, silence isn't golden—fighting back is the best way to protect yourself. I hope this foundation be

world began to lose its rigidity. Edges softening. Lines blurring. The presence reacted immediately. “…degradation detected.” Luke stepped forward. “No,” he said. “Change.” The word hit harder. Because change— Meant losing control. The sky flickered again. This time— A second version of the world bled through. One where things weren’t perfect. Where the wind moved unevenly. Where the light shifted unpredictably. Where something was missing— But something else was possible. The presence processed rapidly.

Did everyone get a memo except me? He..no. You'll learn I'm more than just a human Luna. I take a step forward, jabbing a finger toward his chest. “Listen here, superhero—” “Evan.” I blink. “What?” “My name,” he says. “Since you were so fixated on it.” “Good for you, Evan,” I say flatly. “Now listen, I'm the Luna and as long as I'm alive, you respect me. You obey me.” "And if I don't?" he challenges.

Inside, two wolves—scarred, stubborn, unbroken—held fast to each other, to the law, to the fire they had claimed for the pack’s future. And as dawn crept across the horizon, scattering embers of gold through the storm clouds, Aria understood at last: to change the world, you don’t extinguish the fire. You set it alight. And you never bow.

I rested my face between my hands and laughed incredulously at how stupid I was at that not-so-distant time. In spite of everything, I felt happy to have learned a lot and grown from it all. The submissive and foolish Helena no longer existed and I couldn't be prouder. As Queen Beyoncé would say: Who run the world? Girls! Which meant that no man deserves to waste our time and our mental health. I opened the book, hoping that I could concentrate on the subject, since my mind kept focusing on only one thing: John and Cassie's breakup.

Dahlia: "So what if anybody saw you? The world has changed now. Nobody fucking cares. In a few days, they'll forget. Some of them might even catch the disease and die. And I'm sure things will change. Once they clear out the zombies, they'll start repopulating those areas." Ben spoke as if he were trying to convince me, or maybe himself, that everything was fine and eventually would be. My gaze shifted to Savannah, and I realized she had been watching me the entire time.

Once a secret existed, it would never truly disappear. It would not vanish. It simply waited quietly, reminding me of the line I once crossed, especially when everything seems stable. I agreed to her suggestion. My voice sounded normal. However, deep down, I knew something had changed. Whether we went on that trip or not, I could never return to the person I had been before. Yet, for the first time, I truly was not sure where the future would lead.