Recounting Stories Novels & Stories

All of it came from the same decision. Keep the light on. Even when nobody answered. Even when nobody came. Even when hope felt foolish. Keep it on. Alaric smiled. A little sadly. A little proudly. "A great many people told us the stories were gone." The little girl rolled her eyes dramatically. Clearly this remained a sore subject. The harbor chuckled softly. Alaric laughed. Then continued. "But stories are stubborn things." Hope grinned. "That's true." "Very true." The crowd nodded. Agreement spreading through the harbor like sunlight.

She laughed and thought to herself "my weakness is teachers". -Well, I already told you my whole life story. Of course, when she told her life story she didn't include Gabriel. -Well look my life is not that interesting it is very common I have a family that does not live here my family is European I came to visit this country and I stayed here my family is a very traditionalist family they come from time to time to see me and I also go there from time to time I have two more brothers they live with my parents and I am a professor at several universities, so as you see my life is not very interesting.

He paused, “Have I also told about the romantic story of this young despicable boy who got smitten by this beautiful innocent girl full of life, and about a crown prince who sailed three seas to explore those hundreds of islands, just to fall in love with the native chief’s daughter?” “Yes, yes,” Ane upsettingly replied, “You told about it since the day we first met.” “Hmm, have I already?” He cupped his chin as he shot his narrow eyes above, thinking. “The themes of your stories are quite cliché and redundant, to be honest, Mister Fate.” Ane remarked, “But the stories that you have spoken earlier are one of the best stories you ever told.”

ago and had come to peace with her children . I looked at the seat at the long table as I watched each guest fill a spot on the table as we took our meal and thought back and revisited the memories of yesterday . I'm glad for everything that took place in my life I'm glad for every person I met and for every one I lost . I guess God really planned my future well. Although at the start of it all I experienced bitter moments the rainbow finally came after the storm. I took a spoon and clicked it on the wine glass I had in my hand to gain their attention . I have something to say I said . Well the thing is there is a bun in the oven . Henry and I are expecting our first child . I heard the cho

She did it because she just wanted to be reincarnated into the past and return to him, just like last time. But after thinking about it, she still didn not continue talking, because now she's told her exaggerated experience, and her brothers will probably just think she is really crazy. "Sister Lisa, don not talk nonsense, now you need to rest so that the fetus in the womb develops well." Luna looked at her, softly said.

Although I get that comforting your partner is normal in a relationship, but if that's the only reason they're dating you, then I'm sure it doesn't feel good. Suddenly, Scarlet stood up. "I think I'm okay now." She said with a determined look on her face. "I can't keep crying about every little thing concerning Crimson. I'm a pretty strong person, if I do say so myself, so I'll just suck it up." Her expression slowly changed from a determined one to an expression that looks like she just realized something and she sat down again. "But what do I do now?" "What do you mean?" I asked. "We only started talking because of you. It took so long to get rid of that awkward atmosphere after we broke u

“I can just send the pictures directly to your DM.” I yanked his phone from him for the second time today. “Posted,” I said to him. “Naughty girl." he bopped my nose with his fingers. “Well, you can't do without this naughty girl.” I laughed. “I am very happy that we are back together as friends.” “I am happy too. Let us gist. I am bored." “Gossiper!” “It is not gossip. it is gisting. They are two different things.” I hissed. He laughed. God! He looks very handsome when he laughs. I took a moment to register how he looks when laughing in my mind.

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not

Yet, in the warmth of shared stories, the healing process unfolded gradually, like a delicate blossom in its petals in the gentle embrace of spring. Aunt Mary and Martha, who had once kept secrets for the sake of protection, now found comfort in the unfolding story of reconciliation. The weight of hidden feelings and truths lifted, replaced by a sense of freedom that echoed through the walls of their home. Their shared history, once covered in mystery, became the foundation of resilience and familial bonds.

”I think he won't ask again His jaw tightened as he was trying to processed my words, his fists clenching at his sides in a display of restrained anger. "But there must be something you remember," he pressed, his voice low and intense. "Anything that could help me find who's responsible." What will I tell him now as I racked my brain, trying to piece together fragments of memory from the chaotic events of that day and how to mix it to sound well. "I... I remember a voice," I whispered, my brow furrowing in concentration. "It was deep, rough... like they were trying to disguise it."another lie pop into my head