Review Story Novels & Stories

Let me take you to the history, I mean that time when Ard was not united. Before the appearance of the first king. Because the last time we had a good ending. Ending that every narrator loves and every reader hates. Suspense and a question, so I thought you need a rest from that and I brought you this new arc in which I'll tell you every detail of Ard's beautiful landscapes and the mysteries of its people. I have been here in the Ard from even before the beginning of time and I witnessed every single thing. I know more than any ardian. I am like air, it's everywhere. I am the narrator, you see me here and I'm nowhere.

Third Person's POV Another six months passed, with Lorenzo's life gradually settling into a monotonous calm. He went to work, came home, ate, and slept. Like a soulless machine, he mechanically repeated each day. He didn't socialize, didn't go out for entertainment, and didn't contact anyone from his past. His only friend was Antonio, the only person who had stayed by his side after he lost everything. One evening, when Antonio came to visit, he brought with him a bottle of whiskey. The moment Lorenzo saw the bottle, his expression changed.

I'm eager to write more books with exciting plot twists and intriguing events. Kindly drop a review, let me know what you think. Ciao! Kay-D

Paraiso is my hometown, and I am sure no one can cover the story better than me. “Oh. The problem is that the story has been assigned already,” Stella said. “Who is going to work on it?” Steph said, looking at Robert. She was praying that Stella doesn’t confirm her fears. “I have assigned the story to Robert,” Stella said, and the cup of coffee from Steph’s hands fell. Robert was on his feet in no time picking up the pieces of glass as Stella rushed to Steph’s side, asking her if she was okay. “How can I be okay?” Steph retorted.

while eyeing the bowls. Of course, it did not work on the first try. However, it doesn’t mean that the young man would give up. He did this every day with every meal that is served. He was always there with her every breakfast and dinner. If they were lucky, they get to have some snacks too. He continued to narrate his life story, but most of the time it’s just pure nonsense that it almost made the girl laugh. Keyword: almost.