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She reassures and I just stare at her. “See, you are the problem. You tell me these stories and then when I repeat the same story to other people they don’t believe me.” I whine as I look at her with annoyance. “Honey, trust me I would love to tell normal stories but you don’t have one and that is what makes you special.” “Well, not all my stories are crazy,” I say as I defend myself. “Okay, I am sorry. So how did you two meet?” she asks with a smirk, knowing that I have a crazy story to tell.

He was surprised. "Yes. The Samurai's are the strongest when it comes to the assassin's world. I will tell you a story Paul. A long time ago there were two brothers, the elder one loathed after the younger one, and would do everything within his power to make sure his younger brother was not loved by their father.

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"Transferring during second year is such a weird time." "Some stuff happened at my last school, so my aunt told me to just transfer. Plus, my dad graduated here, so I thought I'd try it out too." "Did you get into a fight or something?" Crimson asked. "Please, I'm too scrawny to get into a fight. I'd instantly be knocked out." "Then can I ask what happened?" "You can't." I replied almost immediately. "I'd rather not talk about it." There was a bit of an awkward silence, but then suddenly, Scarlet looked like she lied down, but she actually fell asleep. "That scared me!" I exclaimed as I held onto my chest.

He was a walking testament to that. The children were uneasy. "What story do you want to hear now?" he said after a break. "About the warrior of Mortas," one of them said. "I want to hear, what happened with the warrior," said the other. "I want something entirely different," the girl said behind them. "A love story, no doubt!" one of the boys mocked her. "No, I don't want that!" she replied. "The warrior of Mortas is a good story." "What happened after the duel?"

That way, he could go to the next arc, and when the book was over, he might meet the kindred spirit who gave him this opportunity and ask to return to the dragon arc. Then, he would see his babies and explain his situation to them so they wouldn't hate him in the future. Though he wondered if the story was like a true world and his babies would continue surviving, he had to give it a try. Lucien pushed open the door and gently placed Uea in bed. Their eyes met, but the coldness within Lucien's eyes had returned. Uea smirked ruthlessly. "Mister, I want to take a bath." His voice was soft, and his breath shamelessly hit Lucien's exposed neck.

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

She was going to ask her to assign the story to her. Robert and Stella were in Stella’s office. The two were going through some of the articles submitted by other workers to see which stories would sell. After seeing how successful Robert had been in his last three articles, Stella had considered his opinions important and once in a while sought his advice. “This story by Jenny is good, but we can change its angle a little bit. Focusing on the human angle will make it reach the audience. people love reading about what affects them,” Robert said. “I thought so. That is why I set aside those stories,” Stella said, setting up two cups of coffee for both of them. It was cold outside, and it was

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”