Small Worlds 소설 & 이야기

"Why won't you even give me a chance? We were together for 12 years. You knew Kieran loved you and wanted someone better, didn't you? You and your folks are nothing but gold diggers!" Gwyneth slapped Asher across the face. "Gold diggers? Who lived together with you in the basement for three years? Asher, you're still not seeing it. Your biggest problem is that you always think you're right!"

she yelled back and I heard her footsteps as she climbed the stairs back downstairs to the kitchen. I think Alex and Raphael are also like me, always waiting for their mum to come home and no dad in sight, it's just that their dad isn't an abusive psychopath like mine and they have each other unlike me who is an only child so I have to sit alone for a long time. I sigh before picking my phone to text Adam. just as I'm about to send a text, he sends one instead Adam: Hey, I wanted to ask if you were okay since you ran out when I saw you at the library today.

THE STALKED CITY The streets of the east side were narrow and shadowed, perfect for ambushes. Broken streetlights cast long, trembling shadows. Clara’s senses were heightened—every flicker of movement, every whisper of wind - made her pulse quicken. Mike’s drones hovered silently above the rooftops, scanning for the villains’ energy signature. “They’re definitely here,” he said through the earpiece. “East block. Stay sharp.” Clara’s pendant flared, responding to the dark energy nearby. She could feel the villains’ presence—five figures, moving like smoke, almost invisible against the night. “They’re faster than last time,” Clara whispered.

Together, they made up the Three Thousand Great Genesis Worlds, Outside the Three Thousand Great Genesis Worlds, there were ten slightly smaller Genesis Regions, representing the countless Micro Genesis Worlds. In the past, James and his friends were clueless even after learning about the Three Thousand Great Genesis Worlds and the Micro Genesis Worlds. Now that they had a map, they had a clearer picture of the Genesis Worlds. The Genesis Worlds were like a spiral. In the center was the Ancient Genesis World, surrounded by the Three Thousand Great Genesis Worlds. Then, the Micro Genesis Worlds were at the outermost part. It looked as if they were interlocked with each other and were in line

I am certain that the shock I felt was written on my face, even as a horse. Hades! The first car, which I conclude is Rio’s, is the biggest car I’ve seen in my life! And Haera’s, who is a lot smaller than his, is still big enough compared to those we are using at Audravaria. Aside from that, these cars look so odd. I already learned about these on the book I was reading about Earth—I’ve quite read a lot about this world, after all—but it’s still strange to see their actual look.

She smiled. "I had warned my child against getting married to them but she did, her husband was good to me before he did and you're another evidence. Thank you so much." "Mama, all tribes are good. Just the bad ones make people think one tribe is bad and the other is good. You should understand we have the good ones and the bad ones in all tribes of the world." Ben said and the old lady agreed with her. "You're right." She nodded her head.

Bella I feel like a lost child seeking help, but there's no one out there who could possibly save me. The world looks scarier than it was before, and I see nothing except its dark side. These aren’t just thoughts; they’re my reality. I'm afraid, not only because of Alex's absence but because my baby, who did nothing wrong, might end up living without a father. As I was walking across the silent road, I suddenly lost my balance. I tried to keep myself standing, but I didn’t have the energy. Just when I felt like I was going to completely fall, I suddenly felt the warmth of someone's arms catching me, and then everything went blurry.

Today felt different, like the start of something new. I reached for my iPad again, scrolling through my ideas for the next vlog. One idea caught my eye, a simple yet powerful concept: "Moments That Matter." It felt fitting, almost poetic, given the events of the past few days. I wanted to create something that celebrated the little things—the laughter over coffee, the encouragement from friends, the quiet victories that often go unnoticed.

We walked around the ballroom for a good few minutes, chatting sporadically with a few guests scattered around the place, where waiters walked concentrating among the sea of people while the soft sound of the piano echoed pleasantly throughout. "I'm not being unfair, but look at it this way. We can't let minorities set rules for the majority." We were in a circle of seven people in a conversation that had previously had "travel" as its agenda, however, suddenly the subject turned into a dissemination of self-centeredness coming from acquaintances of mine. Quietly, I sipped the champagne in my hands, just watching how far they would go. "The rule is clear: If I own the capital, I manage how I

But it looked rather different from the houses I've seen. And also, I had seen countless of this small houses on the road. But why would a house move? This is really so strange but yet, fascinating. "Ma'am Emily, what exactly are those?" I asked curiously and pointed at where the small houses where. "Oh! Those are cars. Just like the bus we had entered, that's a car." She explained with a smile. "Really? A car? What's a car?" I asked, perplexed. "You ask too many questions Chloe. A car is a four-wheeled vehicle that moves on the road and carry a little number of people to wherever they're going." She explained.