Their Story English 소설 & 이야기

To my readers, friends, co-writers-- I thank you with every inch of my heart for staying with me on this new long journey. Thank you so much for all your support! I've been so fortunate to received followers while writing this story. Thank you so much! It's my first English story btw so thank you for your understanding hahaha. To Blake and Felix, thank you for this wonderful journey. But honestly, the both of you helped me to develop this story into what it is

She barely noticed a mini-bar when her breath hitched upon noticing Aiden approaching her. "Aiden-" "Shut up and listen," his deep cold voice floated in the air and landed on her constricting chest. "Let me tell you a story," Aiden rounded her, eyes boring holes in her skull. "Once upon a time, there was a tribe who lived happily in the world. They were very few but stronger than any kind. Humans happened to find them, they got mad. Humans began killing them and abducting them. Those people faced torture for years before they finally decided to end it for good. Those people began hunting their killers."

Another said and Most giggled while others clapped in excitement climbing up their bulks With the ladders attached to them. "Alright! Everyone, take your seats wherever you find space in the bunks." I commanded and they all did, taking their position in the different bunks that surrounded me. Two little ones climbed into my arms before I began telling them my story. I know that Edward propagated the wrong story but I now have the opportunity to speak the truth and tell stories of a different time. After they bombarded me with questions when I told them the true story of the Lycan heritage, they forced me to tell them another story, yet unsatisfied, so I decided to tell them about me and Eva

“D’you think you can follow if I tell you one in English?” The crowd shouted, “Yeah!” Jim nodded, smiling. “Then I’m gonna tell you a story tonight. A tale about storms.” Silvia felt for her cigarettes and lit one, while Jim strolled from one side of the stage to the other and back, talking with a little smile pursing his lips.

Now it was their story but future will witness someone's else love story. *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l * The end.

Instead, it propelled them forward, fueling their passion for change and their desire to create a better world. As the years went by, their story became the stuff of legends. Their names were whispered in awe, their journey recounted in hushed tones. They had become the embodiment of resilience, the embodiment of love's triumph over darkness. Their story served as a reminder that no matter how insurmountable the odds, there was always hope, always a chance for redemption.

I understand. "The one you wrote is called Love Story. Why did I say that it's a love story? It's because it didn't have any happy ending. Love Story is a Subgenre of Romance. It's a kind of genre with a different story point and goal to achieve something love is at stake, then it has a cruel ending at the end. Love Story shows the couple's growth and challenges in their life, which complicating with affairs." He explains, and then he sits down while staring at me. I nod at him, and it's my loss.

Goodbye to it. Adrian and I left again and I threw away the cigarette that was only half full. "Where did you meet that? She's also beautiful but Camilla is still more beautiful." Its language. I no longer answered what he said and we started walking towards the entrance. ------------------------- Hello to all of you, I apologize if my English is not that good in this story. Because this is a Tagalog story, I am Filipino and I hope I made you happy somehow.

She wanted to say something to make him feel better, but nothing came out. The two of them were quiet as if someone pressed a pause button. They stood there unmoving, like two figures in a drawing. “I…” Michael wanted to say something, but Nina cut him off. “Let me tell you a story.” Nina took a deep breath and started her story, “Once upon a time, there was a naïve little girl. She grew up happily under her mum’s care. Until one day, her mum became sick. She used up all her savings to cure her mother.”

However, Nick said reluctantly, "Mr. Shaw, please stop clinging to such delusions. There is no such thing as merpeople." However, Connor ignored that. All he could think about was Sylvie. "If you refuse to look into it, then I'll do it myself." He went to libraries and scoured every book he could find, including ancient texts. At last, he found one that had a record about merpeople. According to the book, not only did merpeople exist, but they were just like humans with real emotions, too. Recalling everything he'd done to Sylvie, Connor nearly drowned under his remorse.