taissa yellowjackets

when Aria was leaving , Noah grabs her jacket , she turned to him looking confused, " I'm.. I'm sorry.. I have no idea why I did that.." He said. That was the first time Aria and Noah ever meet . Aria went on her way with the elder John . " you two didn't seem to get along with each other before, I wonder how the hell did you two got married !! " John asked Aria with a serious look on his face, " mind your own business" she answered....

Taiki es el protagonista de esta historia taiki es un adolescente que quiere ser el mejor aventurero de la ciudad a la que se mudo, que por cierto ls ciudad tiene un calabozo taiki tiene que conseguir una familia para poder ser el mejor aventurero

It’s all just fantasy. I mean, boredom can kill, but the driving force behind it—lack of interest—is its mother. It’s hard to become good at nothing, you know? What’s the story here? Damn, I have no clue. It doesn’t make me happy to not improve, though. Everything I write is distorted by my lack of skill, and the more I think about it, the lazier I get. When is the end of the world, anyway? I mean, why drag things out so pointlessly? If the world is going to keep spinning, then at least make me immortal, give me all the powers—something! I don’t know, damn it. What’s the point of prolonging a world where I can’t even figure myself out? But hey, don’t worry. Maybe there will be a story to tell. I’ll write as I go, word by word, and it’s funny, isn’t it, how my synopsis accidentally ended up being 666 words long? Or maybe it wasn’t accidental. Maybe it was destiny’s cruel little joke, mocking my inability to finish anything I start. Every time I sit down to write, it’s like fighting a battle with my own brain. One part of me wants to create something meaningful, something worth remembering. The other part? It’s too busy obsessing over every flaw, every missed opportunity, every word that doesn’t quite fit. And the cycle goes on: the more I try, the more I fail, and the more I fail, the less I want to try. It’s a loop, endless and exhausting, a treadmill of self-doubt that I can’t seem to step off. And then there’s the world. Don’t even get me started on the world. Every day feels like a rerun of the same bad show, the same tired plotlines, the same inevitable decline. The news is a nightmare. People are either fighting over nonsense or pretending everything is fine when it clearly isn’t. Climate change, wars, injustice—pick your poison. It’s like watching a slow-motion car crash and knowing you can’t do anything to stop it. But then again, what would I even do if I had the power? Let’s say I was immortal, let’s say I had every power imaginable—what then? Would I fix things? Would I save the world? Or would I just use those powers to escape, to build my own little pocket universe where none of this nonsense exists? Honestly, I’m not sure I trust myself to do the right thing. I’d probably just waste all that power trying to create something perfect, only to watch it fall apart like everything else. It’s frustrating, you know? Feeling like you’re stuck in a world that doesn’t make sense, with a mind that can’t seem to do what it’s supposed to. Writing, for example—it should be simple, right? Just put words on a page. But it’s never that easy. Every word feels like a risk, every sentence like a gamble. What if it’s not good enough? What if people read it and hate it? What if no one reads it at all? And yet, despite all that, I keep writing. Why? Maybe it’s because, deep down, I believe there’s still a story worth telling. Or maybe I’m just stubborn. Either way, here I am, pouring my thoughts onto the page, hoping that somehow, some way, it’ll all come together. Maybe it won’t. Maybe this will just be another unfinished project, another half-baked idea that never goes anywhere. But at least I tried, right? And who knows? Maybe this is the story. Not some grand epic about heroes and villains, but something smaller, quieter—a story about trying and failing and trying again. A story about someone who doesn’t have all the answers, who’s still figuring things out. Maybe that’s enough. Maybe that’s all any of us can really do: keep going, keep trying, keep telling our stories, even when it feels like no one’s listening. So here it is, my 666-word synopsis. It’s messy and flawed and probably not what you were expecting. But it’s mine, and for now, that’s enough.

Apa kau tahu apa yang ada di balik hujan? Benar... Itu rahasia! "Yang kuharapkan darimu adalah menjaganya dan jangan memberitahukannya kepada siapapun, janji?" Setelah kata-kata janji, penghianatan terjadi. Suara hujan terus terdengar dan menderu seakaan itulah yang dirasakannya. "Kita berpisah dengan penghianatan, dan bertemu dalam kondisi yang berbeda. Thomas, kau sudah tidak memiliki jiwa!"

Dia, gadis pencinta hujan namun sangat takut dengan suara petir Dia, sangat menyukai langit hingga pernah bermimpi memiliki sayap untuk bisa terbang bersama burung-burung melintasi cakrawala di atas sana Dia, mencintai pantai menyukai setiap deburan ombaknya ketika ombak tersebut menabrak karang Dia, sosok yang menggilai semua hal akan pantai seperti Kerang dan Mutiara Dia, hampir menghabiskan sebagian waktunya duduk dibawah pohon besar dibelakang rumahnya mengagumi sosok matahari yang selalu menyinari tanpa meminta balas apapun juga Dia adalah Rainata, sosok gadis yang penyayang, lemah lembut, ceria, periang, tomboy, jago beladiri, dan rajin berolahraga, tak heran jika body yang dimilikinya ramping bak model dengan wajah yang berparas cantik, hingga membuat dirinya selalu dipuja oleh kaum lelaki, tak jarang kaum lelaki yang secara terang-terangan menyatakan cinta di depan umum kepadanya. Namun tak ada satupun yang tahu bahwa sosok Rainata sangat takut akan Jatuh Cinta karena 1 alasan di masa lalunya yang pernah ia alami di dalam kehidupannya dahulu Dia, Rainata yang terbiasa sendirian, yang terbiasa hidup tanpa kasih sayang dari kedua orang tuanya.

"Who told you to lay on my bed little girl?" I heard a deep comanding voice said from the door. "Well you were not here and it's not customary to keep your guests waiting so I decided to make myself comfortable" I responded with a smirk. "So you think this is funny or acceptable?" He said with his voice clearly annoyed and irritated. "Are you irritated your highness?" "I see you are mocking me again" "Non-sense, I am just addressing you with respect in regards to your position in this household" "What are you playing at little girl?" "The same little girl you had dressed in this lingerie to look sexy for you so you can get a hard on and push your cock inside of?" "Fair point" He said as he threw his head back laughing. I didn't see what was funny so I couldn't join in with him. "Are you a virgin ummm......what's your name again?? Vogue?" He said with a smirk. It was his turn to be saucy. So he think he is cute eh? Well let's see about that. "Your close, it's Voshé" I said with a smile. _ _ A very angry and mostly evil italian who was paid to get rid of a family, and sucessfully did so, inherited alot of riches and began to involve himself with his father's dark mafia business. His name was Lorenzio Francesco Rossio. Everyone saw him as a heartless greek god who seems to be immortal. There must be something that even the devil is afraid of........ - - Voshéllisa is a suicidal girl whose family was killed by the instruction of the former papa Lorenzio Snr. She was raised in a training home. The girl had a darkness looming over her from the moment she felt as though she lost everything, but what happens when you put two darkness together?? Isnt two negatives suppose to make a positive?? But can these negatives really make a positive??

Felix Sobek is from an illustrious martial arts family and after spending five years in prison, his dream is to be the next champion of the Lei Tai. Remembering a promise, he had made to his mother when she was still alive. But with the rise of the Separatists, a group that is against the status quo, Felix’s dreams might be in peril. As he tries to focus on winning the Lei Tai and achieving something for once in his life.

Born to destain what his father stained...... ends up doing it...... FOLLOWING him If you say "KILLING IS A SIN" He will say "NOT ALWAYS" Story of a boy forged into a man he hated the most "his father". Imagine him"Yash Raghuvanshi"take "his" place

Katherine Millerson is the daughter of the notorious hybrid Mikhail Millerson and a normal wolf Sarah Jones. suddenly her mother is killed and her father forces her to move in with her aunt for her own protection. what will unfold as Mikhail starts to deal with his hidden demons and Katherine begins to make some of her own

Destiny is a fantasy story about spirits.Two spirits who one of them was a prince and the other his right hand man found a spirit child what they didn't know is that she was among the highest ranking spirit called a maitane who could bring chaose to the world or bring peace until the figured it out the hard way.The two spirits raised the maitane to become a strong and powerful spirit who could defend herself from the devil's and the heavenly king who was ruthless and mercyless.