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There would be nothing left but emptiness. After that, my father never showed up again. One day, Little Zoe came home carrying a letter and a cake. My mother showed me the letter. It contained the address of the house my father had promised, along with a bank card that had two hundred million dollars in it. We did not move there. We never touched a single cent of that money. The following winter, I saw news from Harbor City on television. Rowan Xanders, a prominent entrepreneur, had died at the age of twenty-nine from an old injury.

Hindi dahil nasasaktan ako. "Yeah," saad ko na lang. Tinatamad ako magsalita, eh. Busy ako sa pagbabasa. Lagi akong nagbabasa tuwing break time namin. "Anong title?" Tanong niya. "Fatal Revenge" saad ko. "Tapos ko na yan!" Pagmamayabang niya. "So? Tinatanong?" Pamimilosopo ko. "Hindi, hehehe" "Tch!" Maya-maya pa ay natapos ko na ang storya kaya iklinose ko na ang wattpad app.

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I punched the bridge of my nose and rubbed my temples, telling the stress that had chained me to release me from it's shackles. Jade's turn and she told a story that had already been written by some author known as Godwin Hosanna Aga. The book was named in the deep and it was about some girl named Hephzibah and it was pretty interesting and scary the way my baby sister had told it with a touch light under her chin, illuminating her face and weird canines. "And that is, in the deep!" Jade screamed, stomping her feet on the floor and howling like a wolf.

"Yes, I believe you are." "Holy shit, that is friggin…! It's like I've been thrown into a novel! What do you think our title would be?" I asked, and he chuckled. "The Alpha and the dumb human?" He asked, and despite myself, I burst into laughter. "No. It's the Fierce Adria, and naughty Alpha." "You're so bad at making up a story name." "Oh come on. Anyone would pick mine." "The fierce Adria? Seriously?" He asked, and I burst into laughter.

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

Noah kept playing with her hair that tickles his skin, he than thanked the wolf goddess and fate for this opportunity. "Do you want to hear a story?" "I want to hear every story told by you, Alex." "Why are you calling me Alex? Since I started here everyone called me by my birth name and I had to introduce myself as Alex. I hate my birth name that's im surprised you immediately started calling me Alex." "Alex, from the beginning I have always followed my instincts with you.." "Haha. You ridiculous." Noah was serious. "Story time?" "Right. There is no main character. The characters are those in my drawing book. I will tell you the story from my point of view. Noah. Please do not interrupt me.

Looking at his well chiseled chest, with the craziest sexy abs she had ever seen in her entire life, down to his abdominal muscles that's showing the curve to his member, as the white towel that was wrapping around his waist was slightly dropped around his pelvic. "Have you stared enough?" His sexy voice brought Emma back to her senses, making her look up at his frosty gaze and felt shiver run down her spine, but quickly composed herself. No matter what, she must sleep with this man today. His name was Brian Michael. Every ladies' dream as people used to say. Even though Emma isn't in the condition to sit down in front of a TV screen for a long while, due to the burden on her shoulders, how

I suddenly started to feel nervous. "Hi Amarachi, I'm your literature teacher. My name is Miss Ada. Welcome to Crownstar highschool." I smiled at her. "So who doesn't have a seat partner? A girl raised her hands and Miss Ada asked me to seat with her. She started teaching and that was when I remembered that I didn't collect the pen my mum bought. I didn't want to ask anyone for a spare pen but then it was my first day at school and I did not want to start skipping notes. I asked the guy at my front for a spare pen but he didn't have any one. The girl beside him smiled and gave me a pen, I thanked her and started writing.

He mumbled as he rechecked the list of missed calls from different numbers. Aiden is at the limit of his patience, this can no longer be allowed. He decided to find out the storyteller and asked him to negotiate because it was a matter of saving his life. Aiden re-opened the Writers application and opened the page of the story "I Know You Want Me" which had ruined the peace of his life. "Mr Banana? The author's name is Mr Banana? Isn't that wrong?" He thought. Since deciding not to continue reading that troublesome story, Aiden never opened the app again and even forgot to find out the author's name.