Novel & Cerita Tale Of 2 Stans

whoever it is isnt even trying to aim. with a few minutes passing, hearing only breathing coming from the stall next door at this point, i decide it is no longer worth being counted absent for the next class. i go to stand up, unlocking the stall and opening the door. i hear a gasp and am frantically cut off by another guy - its him, the ripped boy from my class…

He told Kate who nodded with an evil grin on her pretty face. “Finally, some action.” Pete grinned as he slapped his raised palm against Stan’s. Warriors and Assassins had a lot in common. They both got off on violence. So Stan, who until recently, had been the head of warriors for years, and Pete, the head of the pack’s assassins were all fired up for what was about to go down. “So rogues and witches huh?” Paige chuckled. “They should bring it.” “I can bet my left testicle those twats are standing somewhere this very moment, waiting to hear and see an explosion in here,” Stan said gruffly.

"Ang alam ko, wala pa akong malay. Nasa comatose state ako. Ngunit bakit ngayon ako'y nakatatayo sa sarili kong mga paa?" "From what I know, I am unconscious, I am in a comatose state. But why am I standing on my feet now?" Tanashiri is having a serious mental breakdown, he is clueless about what is happening. He is speaking to himself, like a total nutjob, speaking both in English and Filipino language. Servant, Li Jhie, speaking in the Chinese language:

Thore scolded his friend. I could see Raylie was holding back his irritation. He stands up and sits beside me. I was now in between two Titans. I rolled my eyes. How did I end up being here?

“Because of the beliefs my people hold, many; especially the soldiers hold to religious knowledge. This means that they believe in the folklore of if your eyes remain open once you pass, your soul will be forever trapped within your rotting corpse and you will be unable to find peace in the next life.” “I’ve heard about that, we do something different.” The dark lord claimed, lighting a cigarette before he continued. “Have you ever noticed that my soldiers have dog tags?” Elika thought for a moment, remembering the small metal chains that each of her uncle’s soldiers wore. She nodded slowly, glancing toward Dorian before she spoke; his demonic yellow eyes locked onto her. “Yes, the metal thi

For Saga, waking up early on Tuesday is not how you start your day. He hated Tuesdays. Usually people have a strange hatred for Mondays but no, not him. Saga believes that everything bad always happen in Tuesday, like how on the third grade he fell in front of Leah, the class sweetheart -that he used to have a crush on and lose his teeth, not one, but two. And how he lost his bicycle because he need to pee so bad so he just drop it on the side of the road and run behind the tree to do the business. Or when he got arrested because a police officer caught him holding a joint while driving. In his defense, it wasn't his and it was a rent car. He lied of course.

“But not anymore. I won’t let you stand alone in this.” Vanessa’s throat burned, the heat of shame and relief mixing in her chest. Nonye leaned against the wall, arms crossed. Her tone was blunt, unyielding. “Don’t look so surprised. People like Stan rely on disbelief. That’s how they keep control, by convincing everyone it couldn’t possibly be true.” Stan let out a laugh, brittle and jagged. “This is madness. All of you, mad. Me? Abuse Vanessa? Think for yourselves. I might get angry sometimes, but abuse? That’s a lie they’ve invented.”

After getting what his co-gang wanted, they gave it to me to have it scanned and to the tables to eat it. Aside from Josh, thankfully, the others aren't causing any trouble. Looks like tonight will be a peaceful night… "Hey spider gang!" Oh, sh*t. "What the f*ck you want?" Gardo stands up and goes outside to face the evil gang. That's what they call themselves. Those two are mortal enemies, and based on the other gang boss' tone, they'll skin each other alive tonight. One by one, Gardo's underlings went outside. Josh follows them.

⏱TWO HOURS AGO⏱ SHANE'S POV ? "Make sure you execute the job. No mistakes" ? "Don't worry Boss. Consider the job done. They are all dying today" ? "I trust you guys will handle the job well. You will get your balance when the job is done" An evil smirk crept on my face. I told you Darrell that your story was gonna have a sad ending, too bad your beautiful fiancée is gonna die with you along with your useless brother and his slutty girlfriend.

Rea told him, "Just keep your mouth shut and try not to talk." "Be mute—got it," Stan nodded, but leaned forward, "Your parents wouldn't be interested if I'm mute, huh?" Rea snorted coolly, meeting his eyes up close. "What? Are you really trying to get my parents to like you?" Stan cleared his throat awkwardly. "Nope. Just asking." Rea rolled her eyes. "And you're the first man I've ever lost to."