Threading Stories 소설 & 이야기

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

For a moment, neither of us spoke, then, he began to speak, his voice low and casual, as if he was sharing a secret that had been hidden for a long time. “There’s a story, one that has been before either of our bloodlines, most people call it a legend now.” I instantly felt nauseous, I hated that I was hearing yet, he kept talking, “There are bonds that don’t just exist to bind…they wake things that should have stayed buried.” A cold weight settled in my chest. "I'm not buying that," I told him, "what you're saying sounds more like a warning than a tale." “Maybe,” he said

Whenever a child in the village got frightened by spirits, families would seek Peter to perform cleansing rituals. When Sarah and I first arrived, Nutty would tell us stories about his uncle's encounters with ghosts and spirits after finishing work in the evenings. We had always listened to them as mere stories. Now that we had encountered a ghost ourselves, we realized those tales were probably true. Time seemed frozen, unable to flow. In our terror, Sarah and I stared at the door, enduring each minute and second, hoping to hear Nutty's voice outside. As if answering our prayers, two knocks sounded on the door. Nutty called from outside, "Alex, open the door!"

were on the way to their home. Recently Liam was investing in a small companies that make treehouses for kids. He was bored on the plane and saw a few videos where two friends took a job building a treehouse for free. He pictures the faces of the twins and the little girl laughing while saying they love their uncle more than their father, and Duncan will cry over due to jealousy. Liam makes a phone call, his personal assistant could do all the hard work he just needs to give a word. Easy life. Seeing Liam keep silent, Duncan finally says the thing that has bothered him.