I had no idea how any of it was possible for them to act as if they had never met me before in their long lives, how it was possible for them to claim to have absolutely no knowledge of me whatsoever when I had grown with them, loved, lost, and suffered, with them, changed with them in many ways just like they had changed when they became creatures of the night.Despite all the moments I had shared with them, the memories we had made together at that moment I was nothing more than a stranger to them, a stranger who had miraculously reunited their family, but this family were unlike any other, this family was known as the Mikaelson's, the original family of vampires, a family which had far more enemies than friends, and because of their long history of betrayals, treachery, and murder, there was not a chance in hell that either one of them was going to believe that I did this as some kind of selfless act.
Down and Out in Paris and London is the first full-length work by the English author George Orwell, published in 1933. It is a memoir in two parts on the theme of poverty in the two cities. The first part is an account of living in near-destitution in Paris and the experience of casual labour in restaurant kitchens. The second part is a travelogue of life on the road in and around London from the tramp's perspective, with descriptions of the types of hostel accommodation available and some of the characters to be found living on the margins.
𝐕𝐇 ┊ ❪ 𝓜𝙴 𝓐𝙽𝙳 𝓨𝙾𝚄𝚁 𝓜𝙰𝙼𝙰! ❫ 🌿୭ 🤍 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🌙━━ 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 sulani swore on her life that he was overrated and that she wasn't attracted to him until shenoticed how close he was gettingwith her best friend.
A story that writes itself in the Grand Athenaeum.[MS X READER One shots]
❝ Yes, I'm a regular customer here. ❞❝ But... we just opened up for business today? ❞He clapped his hands and pointed at me as if in a 'eureka' moment.❝ Exactly!❞ \-✰-/A new gelato shop needs new customers, and you never really know who shows up behind those doors.short storyvkook/taekook ©-ramyum- all rights reserved
❝𝚂𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎.❞꒰꒰ ❛ ❏ wherein an author bust her gut to create scenes that can make your heart skip a beat.⌒⌒◯ →˚date started: 01/29/21. · •◯ →˚date finished: -/-/-. · •
Peter's eyes widen. "We need to go.""What? Why?" I ask him as he stands."Just come on." He hisses, practically yanking my arm out of its socket."Peter!" I exclaim, standing and racing after him. "What is going on?"He turns a corner and pulls me into the alley behind the cafe, rolling up his sweatshirt sleeves to reveal web shooters. "Don't you know who that is?"A memory, from before I was an Avenger. A man in golden armor, at a gala in German, on the news. The same man who is in the park right now."Loki." I look at Peter, who nods. "But he's in prison on Asgard, isn't he?""Obviously not." Peter glances around the corner."Are you sure? Maybe it's just someone who looks like him?""I can assure you, that is not the case." A voice purrs behind us.(Story is set directly after Thor: The Dark World, but in this fanfiction, Loki came to earth rather than going back to Asgard and stealing the throne)All characters belong to Marvel! I don't own anything but Leora and the story
si te digo que todo lo que has vivido es una mentira ¿me creerias?