Twoset Stories Novels & Stories

The above sentences are the thoughts of the author about what he thinks, but it is my duty to tell all the things he has in his mind. The space science and the beginning of the human era, why I always talk about the past, why I'm interested in the dead stories, why I tell a tale of another time, why I don't like the present and, also why I'm not narrating about those dumbasses who were about to close the mysterious case of random killing by an unidentified criminal (creature)? You might have so many questions and confusions about the fact that I puzzle a simple story in what we call a Riddle…? But you can still believe in me that I'll give you a gift tomorrow.

I sat across the table from Horace and Vivian as they fed each other throughout the meal, and I didn't so much as raise my head, focusing on eating the meal in front of me. I was scared that I'd get caught in some sort of trouble if I met either of their eyes. Vivian tried to strike up a conversation with me multiple times, but I didn't notice it because I was too focused on the meal in front of me. Seemingly agitated by this, her eyes became red, and she set down her cutlery, her voice taking on a sad tinge, almost sounding like she was sobbing, "Horace, I think I'll go back to school."

THE WORLD OF "FORBIDDEN MATE" Someone once asked me about the world setting of the story since they saw elements of modern and mediaeval worlds in the story. This is your answer, dear: In Story 1, the setting and world are a blend of supernatural elements and modern-day life. The narrative features caves and packs, which are key components of the werewolf culture. These caves serve as communal spaces and dens for rebel groups, where they hold meetings, make important decisions, and discuss their strategies. The packs, as you already know, represent a strong sense of community and hierarchy.

I never once had any hatred for him, since I fully understand his condition, and I believe that he didn’t want to forget me or even leave me for that long if it wasn’t for his memory loss. Nana turned the volume up. I could see Kristof coming near me in my peripheral vision, but I couldn’t lose my focus on the television. “Apologies for this question, Mr. Hayes, but we heard that you once got into an accident and even suffered from memory loss before leaving this country. Are you coming back to regain your memories, or is it just for business?” the interviewer asked him. “Honestly, I regained my memories just a few months after staying in the US. So, yeah, it’s just for business.” He respond

When I was a little, my grandmother always tells me stories before I sleep. Those stories are creepy, supernatural and magical. It is about two guys and one girl. A guy whose name Dark and another guy whose name Light. Dark gives people misery, destruction, and war, in simple word, doom. Then, Light gives people hope, peace, and happiness in their life. And a girl, whose name is Avis, just like mine, weird. It seems like she doesn’t has any power, but her existence was needed. Her existence saves the world. My grandma says she is like the Yin and Yang; she is in the middle who balances the good and bad.

With that, he swaggered away without even checking if there was anyone around. “What’s his problem?” Anderson rolled his eyes as he watched Sett leave. It was only until Sett had left that he finally loosened his grip on the shiv in his pockets. “Well, you know, jealousy and such.” Anita answered while walking to the only worn-down table in the room. With those words Anderson finally understood. He felt he needed to be careful, Sett had already shown he was ready to kill him and there was a chance he would try once more. Not that he did not need to be worried about the rest. He just needed to pay special attention to Sett instead.

When he pulled out, he pushed into Lauren and gave her the rest, filling her up too. We ended up in a sweaty, cum-covered pile on the couch. Both of us leaking his seed, kissing each other sloppily while Noah watched with satisfaction. Lauren looked at me, breathing hard. “This stays between us… but we’re doing this again.” I smiled, feeling completely satisfied and filthy. “Yes, sis. We definitely are.”

That was how they gained the interest of the wolves and soon, they learnt the animal language and their ways. A month passed, the twins were now eleven years old. They've learnt many things about the wolves, how they hunt, communicate with themselves and many other things but they still were not satisfied with that because Taiwo wanted to become the alpha and Keyinde the beta after which they plan to become the king and queen of the jungle. Both of them sat together on a tree branch not far from the wolves' den one evening, watching the alpha as controlled his subjects. Keyinde: I know what you're thinking the way you watch the alpha. You want to become the alpha.

A moment later, the sound of passionate kissing rose from the other side of the wall. Dylan's rough, low breathing followed close to my ear. "Thrilling… letting Anthony listen to us through the wall." "There's something even more exciting. Want to try it?" I covered my ears. But the sounds still seeped through my fingers. Coldness crept into my heart in thin, merciless strands, until the pain forced me to curl up on the floor. My mind fractured into two battling worlds.

Where the one goes, the rest will follow. “He must be daydreaming again.” And I was right. There comes the twins, Loki and Logan. “Yeah, it seems Raylie was bored again. What are we going to do here?” “Oh my God! The Titans were there on the second floor of the library building.” A female student suddenly yelled, waving at us on the second floor. The three waved back with a smile on their handsome faces. They seemed to enjoy the flashes of cameras around us. “Oh gosh! They’re so handsome!”