Lacation Stories Novels & Stories

, he said. “What...?”, I trailed off. “This is a legend, Zara. I’ve read this story before. It was about a poor woman named Tamara who had twins and sold one of them for a loaf of bread. Poor woman, she couldn’t afford to see her children die in hunger”.

Because of that, Jacob pushed the door further open and cautiously popped his head around it. And then he saw Lara was bent over his bed, wearing his oversized shirt, and spread out in front of her were several photographs. She was desperately trying to pick them up and stuff them back inside of a cardboard shoebox. The photographs featured women in lingerie occupying a variety of seductive poses. “What are you doing?!” Jacob shouted angrily. “I’m sorry!” Lara shouted back. Completely startled. She tried to explain in a hurry, “It was… was getting Sisi, the kitten, was from under the bed, and I knocked over this box, and… I didn’t mean to.”

We finally decided to have lunch, after Tana aka foodie ate all the popcorn before we were half through with the movie. Long throat wee nor kee dis one "So how has the week been na?" Tana asked no one in particular. I hummed "Twas interesting sha" "Amazing" Laila said with a dreamy look in her eyes. Wahala for who no get boo Tana was puzzled, so I quickly filled her in on the latest happenings. Ranging from Laila's arranged marriage to proper proposal. Tana smacked my arm, she was glaring at me. I could tell she was mad at me for not telling her about it ever since.

I look up and see the walls had pictures, paintings of something. "This is the story of the first Lycan mates. There was once a Lycan named Legion and a female wolf named Alexandria. They were from two different packs. They bumped into each other while walking in the woods between packs. They felt a strong connection towards each other. When they were a part all they thought about were each other, but they knew it would never work because their packs were enemies and have been for a hundred years. But the longing became too much and so Alexandria decided to wonder the woods again. She was attacked by some wondering rogues, but was soon saved by Legion before anything could happen. They had b

And the silence hurts worse than anything. End of story 3

Lila seemed worried and caring, while Elara looked determined yet understanding. "Lila, Elara, please," I begged, my voice shaking. "Tell me what's happening. I can't handle not knowing anymore." They looked at each other quickly, as if talking without speaking. Lila took a deep breath and stepped forward, her voice filled with sadness and regret. "Scarlett, there's something we need to tell you," she began, her eyes full of sorrow. "It's about your husband, Marco the Lycan King."

He claimed, "I'm happy to have earned these scars." "Wait!" When Lily realized what had just happened. She narrowed her eyes. She yelled, "You were supposed to tell me what caused your scars!" "It's a long story," Lucas suggested. "I. LOVE. LONG. STORIES," Lily emphasized each word she said. Lucas turned to the store owner and ordered some wine. He suggested, "Let's drink to that then. Long stories deserve a bottle of wine.” He served Lily two glasses of wine, and she gulped it down. Lucas also drank his fair share of the liquor. He looked at Lily intensely and began narrating. He said, "Long ago, in another country, I, Lucas Thompson -"

Grandma asked as she caressed Thea's head. Thea thought for few seconds before she answered, "The Story of the sleeping lycans!" She shouted excited. "Okay, let me wear my glasses first." Her grandmother said and wore her glasses. The grandma smiled at her granddaughter and started telling her the story. "So once upon a time there lived lycans who used to hurt everyone. Everyone were scared of them. They used to hurt humans. They all were cruel."

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

Garin asked. "Kessie and I were sold off to a wealthy family by our parents a couple of years ago. I was seven years old and Kessie was just two. We were bought as slaves and we served this man named Lord Maika as maids in his home. He was a cruel man and he treated the slaves very badly and anytime we would make a mistake or make him upset, he punished us in different ways," Layla said as she stared at her scarred palms. "I thought you told Hannah that you were separated from your people and that they lived over the twin mountains in the south?" Garin asked as he noticed that her stories weren't matching.