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He warned her and threw her away. Caroline didn’t sleep the next night because it was a huge insult for her. And now she planned for a REVENGE. She wanted to destroy my dad and his children but in a way that no one would ever know.The next morning, she woke up early and prepared breakfast for everyone which made my father really happy. “How’s the breakfast Anna and Zac?” “It's really delicious.” Zac smiled

Stories that are waiting for the right wolf to tell them. I smiled. "Then I will tell them." I gathered the wolves of Silvermoon in the great hall. "I have found the first story," I said. "The tale that started everything. But there are other stories. Stories that have not yet been told. Stories that are waiting for us to tell them." The wolves listened, their eyes bright with curiosity. "These stories are the future. They are the tales of wolves who have not yet been born, worlds that have not yet been created, possibilities that have not yet been realized. They are waiting for us to bring them into being."

Natasha asked. Astridah hesitated, but when the pressure of keeping the information to herself, she finally broke down and said; “Promise that you won’t tell anyone that I told you this?” “I promise,” Natasha said. “There is a rumour going around that Luyando and the CEO are not biologically related. People say that she was adopted…and that she…she…that she is actually in-love with her brother.” Natasha busted out laughing. “And you believe that nonsense Astridah?” She asked.

“Would you tell me a story? My friend Dustin says his mom and dad tell him stories every night, but no one will tell me a story.” My heart melted hearing his request, and I smiled. “Of course, Liam. And you are in luck. I know so many stories.” I picked him up in my arms. “Really?” he said excitedly, burying his head in my neck, making me sigh in content. “Yay.” I tucked him into his bed. I began weaving a tale about a courageous knight who embarked on an epic adventure to save a kingdom from a fearsome dragon. Liam’s eyelids grew heavy as he listened to the tale, and soon he was fast asleep.

Suddenly, inspiration struck. Without even tidying up, she hurried to her studio and began to sketch frantically. She wanted to create a book titled 'The Adventures of the Runaway Princess'. The name might sound cheesy, but it was just a temporary title. She had the entire storyline planned out. The story was about a commoner princess and the hardships she faced. Wielding a sword, she overcame obstacles, fought villains, and defeated dragons. Eventually, she would save a handsome prince, finding both friendship and love along the way.

Casey pouted and Annabella chuckled "Are you trying to bribe me?" She sat down on the bed,their heads on her laps "Please another story,then we will sleep" Alex said "Fine,why not??" "Yeee!" Casey and Alex screamed "So the title of our new bedtime story is Jack and the beanstalk" Annabella said "Wow,I've never heard about that" Casey said "Me too" Alex said "Then listen as I narrate to you"Annabella said and they both smiled,then she started

I have a clear vision on how I want to steer the story, I just don't know how to execute the ideas yet, I will be learning more about the genre and the mythical creatures I plan to introduce in the future. Thank you for the support thus far, in the meantime you can check out My scam marriage, my other story if romance is your thing. 🦋🦋🦋🦋

"A long time ago, in the once great kingdom of Uprigralon lived two sister who ruled the kingdom, they were the only fairies dancers in the entire kingdom. They welcomed all types of fairies, Brownies, Pixies, Leprechauns, Elves, Kobolds and every kinds all lived in this wonderful kingdom. The sisters who loved themselves ruled in oneness and harmony until a Sluagh fairy, an old fairy, paid a visit to the kingdom. Everything changes as the elder sister became friends with the Sluagh fairy. She exchanged her dancing skills with a musical voice and dark powers. One day, the Sluagh fairy told her, for her to get the most lovely voice, she must kill all the fairies in the kingdom." Daisy said. "

“Here, it’s almost time for dinner.” “Thanks,” the boy replied before taking a huge bite. “Did your father ever tell you any stories concerning an old man and a foggy hill?” Rhina inquired. “Nope,” Ishida answered plainly. “How many stories about old men did he tell you?” the girl asked. “Quite a lot! Seven, if I remember correctly. ‘The Woodcutter and the Door of Fates’ was one... ‘The Old Man and the Desert of No Return’ was another. Oh yes, there were ‘The Legend of King Makarael the Great,’ ‘Hayami’s Grandfather,’ ‘Heroes of Aquarius,’ ‘Sir Kharkin of the Seven Seas,’ and ‘Aram the Master Sage.” Ishida recalled. “None of them were about a gravestone or a hill.”