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"You don't want to do this." He warned again as he sat down relaxed on the sofa. "Bruce, warn them." "See, you don't want to bet on this game because you will only lose, My boss is the best, second to none." Bruce warned just as his boss told him to. "I'm not backing down." Val was determined. "Okay." The strange man who is Bruce's boss said as he sat upright while he got into position for the game. They started the game. To me, random pawns was been moved but to them it meant something. In less than five minutes, the son of a monkey who was Bruce's boss relaxed once again with a smirk on his face. Val's face was down cast with sweat dripping off her forehead; she had the look of someone who wished to be anywhere but in this same room. From the dramatic display I have seen from both sides, the atmosphere, one of my worst fears came into reality. He won! He. Freaking. Won!! _____________________________________________________________ Barbara Williams A nineteen year old girl disrespect her parents for what she thought she saw and her parents can't give her. LOVE she moved in with her boyfriend who she thought can provide her with the love she was craving for. what happens when things go down the wrong lane and she loses all she thought she has gathered? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author here If you want to drop suggestions or interact with the writer, you can do that on these social media handles. Instagram: Writercamiraja Facebook page: Authorcamiraja Hope to meet you there soon

I can't believe that the one who set me free trapped me, a helping hand that only made me fall deeper and deeper, pretending to help but was actually torturing me. WARNING 16+ or above Contains killings and suicidal thoughts, psychological problems, and trauma.

Eislyn Winsel died ending the war between an empire and a kingdom in Avalan. Unbeknowst to everyone, her soul escaped death and found a home in another world, Earth. Losing all of her memories and living an ordinary life as a student, she thought her mundane peace would last a lifetime. Who could have imagined a moment of impulse ruined it all, a suspicious light led her back into the world of Avalan unlocking the lost memories inside her. Meeting familiar faces left and right, she did not want to recognise relatives! Eislyn, who? Her name was Leilynn Weiss. Null magic? That was just your imagination, she was magicless. Still convinced she was Eislyn Winsel? Fine, you win, she was actually her secret child!

The grocery store has always been a fixture of the town. Its prices are cheap, its shelves stocked, and its doors regularly closed for “renovation.” Locals hardly question it — plumbing issues, broken freezers, bad wiring. Old buildings need constant repair. But behind the fresh paint and tidy aisles, the walls hold more than plaster and brick. Every renovation hides another layer, another silence pressed into the structure. To the town, it’s just a store. To those who vanish, it becomes something else entirely — a tomb that no one will ever notice.

short story of a constantly hungry slime

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Un grupo de amigos se aventura en un crucero juvenil en el que no hay adultos si no jóvenes con edades comprendidas entre los 16 hasta los 25 años, pero algo los hará quedar varados en una misteriosa isla abandonada que al mismo tiempo posee construcciones tecnológicas y edificaciones como si esta hubiese sido habitada, se encontraran con los obscuros secretos que esconde esta isla y deberán sobrevivir y luchar por su vida a toda costa de esta letal isla misteriosa.

Lo que prometía ser una semana de diversión en una cabaña en el bosque, se convierte en una pesadilla para un grupo de amigos. Cuando la traición y el deseo sacuden sus relaciones, una fuerza oscura emerge de las sombras, reclamando una vida y desatando el terror. Atrapados y sin comunicación, los amigos se enfrentan a una amenaza que no comprenden, criaturas que los acecha en el bosque. Mientras luchan por sobrevivir, deberán confrontar sus propios demonios y descubrir la verdad detrás de la presencia maligna que los rodea. ¿Podrán escapar de la isla con vida? ¿O serán víctimas de la oscuridad que los persigue? ·T.P·

Many millions of years ago, the Earth as we know it was once home to a remarkable group of creatures that ruled life on Earth. Until one day, these saurian beings disappear...as if they have become nothing but a distant memory. But what if there is a place so remote that the sights and sounds of a world gone by can still be seen and heard? Take a journey to a lost world, hidden on a remote island off the coast of the Pacific Northwest. It is a remote land where ancient creatures still roam and among them is one little dinosaur with a big heart who embark on an adventure like no other in a tale that is truly sixty-six million years in the making. Welcome to a prehistoric paradise where the mighty dinosaurs still live, Welcome......to DinoIsle!

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?