Poster Novels & Stories

The eldest brother Iric walked into the kitchen, sat on the bed, holded the waving bamboo fan, asked Daisy: “What are you cooking?” "Fried fish with tomato sauce.” In fact, it is the molded tofu as big as the hand, using a knife to create a checkered shape on both its sides, pretending to be a fish." Daisy pulled firewood to reduce the fire. Make sure that during the time when she goes to turn on an electric fan for her eldest brother, the slice of tofu is still as beautiful as when she is there. Daisy goes out the hallway, carries the old electric fan into the kitchen, turns it on the lowest number, and points to where Iric is sitting. Daisy asks: “Are you cool?”

He slowly unties it and gently removes if from my shoulders. My robe falls to the ground as he leans forward kissing my shoulder, then my neck where my marking spot would be. He swipes his tongue across that sensitive spot drawing a moan from me. I can feel his smile against my skin, “Like that, mate?” he teases. He surprises me as his hands go to my waist and he leans down kissing all the scars on my back.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

🧁ARIA 🧁 " Mom why are we here ? Why can't we go back home ? " Red fired Questions at me as I passed him takeout for dinner . " We're gonna spend this night at this lodge okay , I promise I'd look for a solution " I said and he frowned . " Did the landlady chase us out already ? He asked sadly and my eyes stung with tears . " It's okay mummy I was tired of staying there anyways this lodge seems nice ... there's a really cute bed " he said and flashed me a grin .

What remained now were crystal tumblers for two and a bottle of a whisky which looked nothing but costly with intricate indents of designs and a name carved in gold colour which was not easy to read in its cursive script and especially in the dim light of the candles it was way harder to do so. “That’s what makes it a movie though. The stupidity of it all, which makes wasting the precious time of this ruthless life, worth it." Dimitri chimed in the debate as he sipped on his whisky after swirling it once, instilling the stench of alcohol more in the air. All of this conversation was more like a debate to him, while I remained invisible. Liza on the other hand was very invested in the convers

Her sweet voice called over. Just as soon she opens the door she screams to the top of her lungs. I could mentally see shiva covering her ears from the scream the came for her. She pulled me into a big hug and I returned the same hug. My uncle comes running out of the room to see " what wrong ? " hearing the panicking in his voice. His face broke out into this chester cat smile when he saw me "Katrina we didn't know would come home for the girl's birthday , yes we expect to phone call or video call ". I shrugged "I couldn't miss their 18th I knew it was coming up months ago " I said as we walked over to the couch "and knew it was important to them that I be here" I took off my jacket before

It's from Monika. *How is your little peanut doing?* She texts. This little whore did not! ... (to be continued)

Their drawings amazed everyone, and a round of applause echoed throughout the room. After the assessment, they not only received praise but also an award for the "Best Work" category. Zoya felt proud, and her smile never faded. Zara jumped for joy, "We did it, Zoya! We did it!" That night, they went home with hearts full of happiness. Zoya realized that collaborating with Zara had not only made their drawings more beautiful but also strengthened their bond as sisters. "Thank you, Zara. I will never forget this day," Zoya said sincerely.

"I can't make these calls alone. They need your perspective." There was a pause on the other end of the line. "Okay," he said finally. "I'll be there in thirty minutes." He arrived looking carefully neutral. We didn't hug or touch or do any of the intimate things we'd been doing before Wednesday's disaster. We just... existed in the same space professionally. The color corrections were the final piece of the campaign before full launch. Shadows and tones and emotional resonance translated through visual medium. Everything we'd built distilled into precise technical specifications.

Only one more dress to try on. Mason: Correction, HANGRY Skyler: I'm almost done. I would be faster if you stopped texting me. I pulled the last dress off the hanger. I had high hopes for this one. It was a fitted, gold, mini dress that was covered in tiny little sequins. The best part was that it didn't even come with a zipper. I pulled the stretchy material over my head, giving myself a once-over in the mirror. Oh yeah... this was the one. My phone dinged again.