POOR GIRL HELPS AN ELDERLY CUSTOMER BEING HUMILIATED UNAWARE HE IS THE CEO’s FATHER. IN LIFE TRY TO BE HUMBLE FOR YOU DON'T WHAT TOMORROW MAY BE.

Will be doing a lot of fantasy works from here on out and probably some romance, open to any feedback

A mysterious boy in a red jacket shows up at school. When did he get there? Has he been there the whole time? What does it mean? Why does he only talk to me?

Hey lo friends, gentle cats, and hoo-mans. Welcome back to thoughts of a fluff with Queen Fluff Angel. Today we are going to take a look at hoo-mans strange sleeping habits and believe me they are strange.Hey lo friends, gentle cats, and hoo-mans. Welcome back to thoughts of a fluff with Queen Fluff Angel. Today we are going to take a look at hoo-mans strange sleeping habits and believe me they are strange.

Hey lo friends, subjects, and all you purr-fect fur folk. Today we will discuss one of the humans more interesting habits: How they eat. So cuddle up on your favorite blanket, with a catnip toy, your favorite snack and let's get rolling.

Hey lo, it is I, angel, Queen fluff here. To day I'm exploring the human's way of dealing with their fur. From their odd bathing habits, the fur eating machine, and the fact they change the color and texture of their fur daily. These Bizarre habits have confused us fur babies for centuries.

It is I, Queen Fluff, as I am known at home. I have noticed some odd behaviors in my human over the years. Now I have decided to address them using our natural feline good sense. So cuddle up in your favorite box with your favorite snack, and catnip toy to talk.

Kat didn’t know these feelings still existed…nor did she know that even when she pushed them down so many years ago they would come back.

Screams bounced off every inch of the Ivan manor as Archie bursted through the walls of life- Kat regretted it, but she enjoyed this pain.

It’s hard to not love a child-especially that of your own-but Leo Ivan seems a natural at the disdainful craft.

In the heart of a quiet forest, Lena has always found solace in the Willow Grove, a place where the trees whisper and the brook hums a soothing tune. But one evening, as the sun sets in a swirl of pink and gold, Lena stumbles upon something unexpected: a hidden path leading deeper into the woods.

At its core, The Dragon and the Little Village is more than just a fantasy adventure—it’s a heartfelt story about friendship, courage, and the power of belief. It teaches us that strength comes not from brute force, but from kindness, trust, and standing together against adversity. Perfect for readers who love magical adventures, heroic journeys, and tales of found family, this book is an unforgettable experience for both young and old.

When I saw an article claiming only 200,000 Jews died in Nazi camps—not six million—I felt confusion, not horror. Numbers blur, tragedies fade, and we move on. This numbness mirrors our digital age—where truth is negotiable, and distraction reigns over remembrance.

Incontrovertible Proof of God's Love - atheist-friendly version I propose that the universe’s apparent indifference is, paradoxically, evidence of divine benevolence. Suggestions for reconciling theology with cosmology are appended, including a mathematical model for divine love (coefficient: ε = 0.999...).

The beauty of death, embracing so tightly. Fate decided. But what if death has blessed you with a second chance to fix the mistakes you made and live again for yourself.

Space - The massive place of eternal quietness, magnificent views of planet Earth, The Moon and the Sun.

“What?” I said. She sighed and said, ”One of the prisoners said he’s breaking out tonight, and I think he’s bluffing. They’re always bluffing.” I gasped at the very thought of a prisoner breaking out. What would they do? How would they get off the island? ”Oh, yeah,” I said nervously, “totally bluffing. Right.”

In a heartfelt exchange on a chilly December night, Brian reaches out to Camryn with a long-overdue apology, revealing the emotional turmoil of their past connection. As they navigate the complexities of their feelings, Camryn opens up about how deeply Brian impacted her life, while Brian grapples with his inability to love again. Their conversations fluctuate between remorse, longing, and the tentative hope of rekindling their bond, leading to the possibility of friendship against a backdrop of heartfelt confessions. Will they find a way back to each other, or is a friendship all that remains? Dive into their emotional journey to explore the depths of love, regret, and healing. "I'm sorry for everything," he texted, his fingers shaking slightly. "Tell me everything you're sorry for," she replied

If only the broken silhouette in the mirror would morph back into that little body in a princess dress—shining an irreplaceable smile accompanied by red lipstick that has spread onto my teeth. A cheap plastic tiara, more valuable to me than diamonds, would lay atop my head. High heels ten sizes too big for my feet would loudly thud against creaky floorboards. Lighter than air, I revert to oblivion regarding the hurt which lay ahead. The blanket of bitterness that never seems to leave my damned tongue vanishes, and the hole inside my chest fades away. Suddenly, I have never forgotten what it feels like to be whole.

I wish this was a happy story filled with unicorns, dragons, and fairies—you know, the shit you watch in movies or read in books—but sadly, this ain’t one of those whimsical, happy-go-lucky tales. To tell you the beginning of this story, I need to tell you the end of another.