Learn English By Short Story Novels & Stories

Furthermore ,it's not a small amount of money . That night , Moo Shang and Moo Sheng focus on their English notes and lesson . Luckily they had learnt english from their aunt Zinnia since they enter the Moo family in the ancient time . So it's not to hard for them now especially ,their mom always bought many mock questions for their grades for few years ago . Elina enters the boys study room and see how Moo Sheng looks a bit stress . " Ah Sheng , Ah Shang ... do you need mom and dad's help ?" Elina ask .

"In a few weeks, I will only speak Dutch to you, and I’ll only reply if you respond in Dutch. The best way to learn is to practice. Making mistakes is fine; you learn from mistakes." I looked at her, unsure. I was supposed to speak Dutch to her nonstop? I was sure I’d fuck up. But it was funny how learning something new was suddenly exciting. I used to hate to study at school, and I thought I was bad at it. But maybe it was just the way they taught me. Because training with Storm and learning a new language with Eve were fun. It was fucking hard work, but I didn’t mind it. Maybe because I wasn’t punished if I did it wrong, and they rewarded me with praise if I did things right.

Mary blurted out. "Where is your manners , Miss Jones. It is a story but you need to give me more. Many things are stories. Harry Potter is a story. Red riding hood is a story. Please people, you need to answer the question with as much detail as possible. In the exams , if you mention a brief description, you will only receive half a mark." Miss more scolded. Mary bowed her head in embarrassment. She was hoping to impress the new boy but instead she had just made herself a fool.

thank to my Portuguese reader Joana for influencing my imagination. - I would like to say thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading my story until the end, for putting up with the grammar errors and annoying typos. I know I'm not perfect, I'm just a girl, who barely speaks correct English, but you guys make me feel so special with your comments. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to tell a story. With love, Svetlana

Why does she feel like a stranger when she stares at the busy street of Athens, she wants to be like one of them and without learning their language, she will never be one of them. Lucky her, Hussain did try to teach her but damn, the language was not as easy as she thought it will be. She could only get the basic things like please and thank you. "What are you thinking about my love?" Hussain asked kissing the crock of her neck. That was her weak point and he knew it but he decided to be using it against her.

The air in the library was thick with the scent of old books and the faint hum of fluorescent lights. Sadile Marconi, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders like a river of flames, sat at a secluded table, her green eyes darting between the pages of her textbook and the clock on the wall. The numbers seemed to mock her, ticking away the minutes until her next class, a class she was dangerously close to failing.

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

Chapter One: Soft Moans The bonfire had died down to glowing embers by ten-thirty. The kids, eighty-something tenth- and eleventh-graders from Elites High, were finally zipped into their sleeping bags inside the cluster of army tents we’d pitched along the clearing. Ghost stories had turned to giggles, then yawns, then silence. Díckson and I had done the last sweep together: flashlights sweeping across canvas walls, counting heads, making sure no one had snuck off to smoke or worse.

Kelly trembled, slowly looking up, her eyes filled with pleading. The message was clear. She had ruined my engagement and turned me into a joke in front of everyone—she felt guilty. If I didn't say anything, she wouldn't stop. Fine. Let her keep going. I raised an eyebrow and continued sipping my wine. Kelly gritted her teeth, preparing to grovel again. Conrad suddenly stepped forward, slapping my wine glass out of my hand. "Shirley, don't go too far!" "Shirley, is this how the Harmons taught you to behave?"

I have to remove such comments because it's really devastate my mentality. Why my English is bad? Because I've never been to school like you all. I self taught or self study myself in the house. So you see why I'm not good at English. Please I'm really trying to edit the story. I love my readers and their opinions matters to me most. Love you all ( heart broken 💔💔)