Willa Cather Novels & Stories

Wushi. He would make women obsessed with him and buy them anything they wished for, but never would he give them love nor affection. He considered all women who approached him objects of desire that were bound by materialism. It was impossible and yet they would always try to melt a heart of stone. She recalled her former life when she killed for a living. 'Adolf's shadow' was the name she earned due to how inept and cruel she was to her targets.

she asked again, she hates taking advantages of her friend's like this,but she must if she wants to have some answers on her neverending questions "Yes you do, but because of something...that eventually led you to like it.....but we thought that you hated it because you've lost your memories,it seems that your tongue remembered it well"Catherine told her Catherine Castro, a Doctor who has her own Hospital, along with her, she's also rank as the richest woman in the whole world "I see.... But I always have loved Cheese bread...I don't why? But I felt very weird when I eat it, I felt nice"the two couldn't believe their ears on what she just said and was paired in a smile

" Wills Watson put his hands in his pockets and turned around. However, before he could even take a step, Cathelina Bright continued: "Wills , you must remember that there is a woman in this world who has truly and sincerely loved you for many years. This woman clearly knows that you are someone who she will never be able to obtain in her entire life, yet she is still unable to clear her head. Ah, Wills , there must always be one among us who is happy. Since you are so happy right now, I will be satisfied. Don't worry, I will clear away all the obstacles in front of you. "

It was as if her nightmares were flashing right in front of her eyes. And she couldn't bear to watch it, thinking of the lives of these mighty heroes and their families who are waiting for them to come back alive, but it was quite unfortunate that some of them will come back as cold corpses. The fallen heroes that she will forever be indebted to. Putting herself in the shoes of those who will have nothing after this war, imagining that what if Colfre did not escape death she would probably be one of them weeping and grieving at the loss of their beloved. It was heartbreaking, just imagining how many wives were widowed, how many children lost their fathers because of this war. How many famili

I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh, feeling my body relax. By evening, I felt completely fine. I was in the sitting room, my eyes fixed on the laptop resting on my thighs, trying to craft a solid argument for Mr. Watt. The flowers Caleb had sent still sat in the living room, a constant reminder of the mystery surrounding me. Once, when I glanced at them, a faint grin appeared on my lips. An impulse made me stand, and I walked over to the flowers, picking them up. I untied the bouquet and took a closer look. That was the moment everything else made sense.

Soon, a maid walked over with a dog bowl filled with leftovers from the kitchen. "Mr. Carlo's orders, Ms. Shaw. Here's your dinner," she said, shooting me a look of contempt before leaving. I stared at the so-called dinner that was worse than animal feed, and my stomach churned. Don Vinnie was rarely here throughout the year, and Carlo was the one who was calling the shots in this place. He had said it more than once that I wasn't part of the Gutierrez Family, and my life had nothing to do with him.

Three months later... Today was going to suck. And not the good kind. Nope. The big, sweaty, hairy donkey balls variety. He thought he'd been prepared for this, but the shift in his gut said otherwise. Biting back a sigh, Nakos Hunt glanced from the two men standing beside him to the wide open expanse of Cattenach Ranch. Two-thousand acres of rolling grasslands and high plains. The Laramie Mountains just to the south were little more than a bluish mirage in the distance, but a slightly cool breeze wafted across the basin to provide some relief from the heat.

Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home. Stepping out the door was Wade Roberto,"Daisy Hunter, remember it's twenty billion dollars." He muttered and blew kisses in the air and left the office. Daisy Hunter stared askance at him as her thoughts raced. 'Why did Wade Roberto choose me out of all the ladies at the office?' 'Why would he be offering such a huge amount of money for a two year marriage contract?' This and many more thoughts raced through the mind of Daisy Hunter as if she had stepped into a convoluted maze with no clear path forward.

"I'm here. It's okay." She kept a close eye on my moods, like I might fall apart at any second, and still handled the baby on her own. Just like she said, she was a good wife. A good mother. Maybe she was too good. Maybe that was why I chose the slow kind of pills. I thought I could fade out instead of ending it all at once. The next morning, a loud crash downstairs pulled me out of sleep. I went down and stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”