Read A Little Life Novels & Stories

She got up and gave me a hug. "It's all over. Live for yourself from now on." It was something so simple, even an outsider understood. And yet, it had taken me six whole years to finally wake up. Fortunately, it still wasn't too late.

Keep reading to find out. *** A/N

he says in a sad voice, I get what he means if this place wasn't kink-friendly we'll all have to hide a big part of ourselves behind closed doors. I once read a story, it's called littles academy, a world where everyone is either sub or dom, and littles are regular and real things, I loved that book and the author is awesome. But sadly outside of this company walls showing my little self would be a big mistake people would judge and talk badly about you.

**A Glimpse of Hope** The morning light filtered through the thin curtains of their small room, casting a gentle glow over the worn furniture and wooden floors. Lillian awoke to the soft sounds of the town outside—footsteps on the cobblestone streets, the distant murmur of voices, the faint clinking of dishes from a café nearby. It was a comforting contrast to the chaos of the last few days, a reminder that the world could still be quiet and ordinary.

Good:) ~~~~~~~~~~ Dillon dotted his 'i's and crossed his 't's. With full confidence he slid his proposal across the table to Tony. He typed intently on his phone then looked down at his proposal. Before he could read it he reached across the table for his glasses. Damn, he was sharp in them. If Dillon didn't know better he could be a professor. The look of focus he had as he worked added to the aesthetic. He would read a part of it then start to type on his phone again. For a few minutes he bounced between the two.

Life couldn't be any better. THE END

Opening my phone, I type out the perfect text. -Hey! How are you?- Faith. I’m a literary genius, clearly. I groan, disappointed with my conversation starting skills as I wait for a text message to come through. Three very long and disappointing minutes pass and I decide reading makes time move much faster than staring at the device I’m basically begging to ding. I pick up my romance novel and immediately I’m sucked in. A dashing prince is racing against time to grab the magic tears of the moon so he can turn his beloved into her human form so they can finally be together.

He whispered and I nearly burst out laughing "I guess things will be interesting from now on" "Trust me little human, it's going to be more than interesting Ps, thank you so much for the reads ,votes and comments

I might as well throwing pillows at him, for he reacts like nothing is happening. "You must not value your life if you think lying is going to set you free." he says, as he throws me on the ground hard. A crumpled piece of paper is thrown at my feet, and I cough, trying to clear my throat. "READ IT." he orders, throwing something against the furthest wall from us. It breaks down, crumbling to pieces, and I flinch, grabbing the note with shaking hands. Reading it carefully, my hands tighten on the crumpled parchment: