Paris-The city of love || Kylian Mbappé

Love! Adaira Ambrose has finally found it, and doesn't plan to let it go. Who cares about the thousands of miles of distance between her and her beloved? Now it's finally her time to go on an adventure! Off to India! Who cares about the bloody revolution that happens to be going on there? She has grit, determination, and a revolver in her pocket! Who cares about her enraged big brother, who is coming after her and-...all right, she might have to care about him. But not if she can pull off a successful elopement before he gets his hands on her. Time to embrace the motto "Knowledge is power is time is money!"The tenth and final volume of Robert Thier's "Storm and Silence" series.

Өөрийн хайртай, дуртай шүлэгнээс хуваалцах болно.

Aria Winchester moved to Forks, Washington, with her uncles, Sam & Dean, to investigate the string of murders that have been going on in such a quiet and placid little town. She goes to school and meets her greatest challenge yet as a hunter, Edward Cullen. Little did she know that this time, the only thing that would be captured and sought for was her heart. A/N: in this, Aria isn't a direct family blood-related family member; Sam and Dean inevitably pick her up and raise her since she is an orphan (at eight years old). This has little to do with the supernatural show and WAY more with Twilight; I just thought it would be a good spin on Aria being like a vampire hunter, and who better than the Winchesters who know about supernatural phenomena? I use Sam and Dean as her family members!

**********************************************I stand up, not being able to handle this, "You're telling me, we're moving to some hick town in the middle of hell, two months into my senior year of high school?" My voice getting louder, "What kind of nightmare is this? You're joking right?" I stop pacing and turn to my parents."This is all a joke. Mom would never leave this," I motion around me, "New York, none the less."Mom nods, "We're moving to Eatonton, Georgia and that's final."**********************************************Trade in your Coach purse for some Mossy Oak, Your BMW for a pickup truck,Your high heels for some cowgirl boots and Your high class man for a good 'ol country boy. Trust me Princess....You'll love it.**********************************************This book is a walking cliche but I hope you will join me in this wild journey of city meeting country.**********************************************Inspired by Luke Bryan's song "Move"

[Text 1] At the age of fifteen, Yan Li followed his father to Beijing for the first time, and met Chu King Xiao Tianling for the first time at a palace banquet, and from then on his heart was tied to him. No matter what, he asked his father to ask the emperor to give him a marriage. He carried eight sedan chairs and married into Chu Wangfu. But the twisted melon is not sweet in the end, and three years of entanglement can't warm up that heart. Yan Li doesn't want to go on like this, and uses a fake death plan to set each other free. [Text 2] Xiao Tianling, the King of Chu, has made great military exploits and is both civil and military. He is the sweetheart of countless women. But such a perfect person was ruined by a rough woman who grew up in a frontier fortress. Everyone in the world said that Yan Li was not worthy of the King of Chu, even the people in the palace thought so. It wasn't until Yan Li died of illness that everyone knew that that seemingly worthless person was actually King Chu's reassurance, the eyeball. Without her, he would go crazy. +Do not enter the clean party; +This article is empty, no textual research; +Wife abuse for a while, chasing wife crematorium's gossip, non-scheming, he; ┃ AN- Not mine. This is a really nice dog blood book. You'll feel bad for the fl in the starting but the crematorium comes fast and the ml always loved the fl. I cried and laughed while reading this book. A must try .

I was in a dark place with no one to hear my cries, I screamed but the sound just echoed into a far distanceThe pain was unbearable from almost every part of my body especially around my thighs and my hands, my head also hurt I cried into the darkness but no one was there, I prayed and prayed till I found myself slowly slipping out of that world till I was met with blinding light Opening my eyes I looked around to the blank walls made of plain cement blocks, no paint or anything and so was the ground it looked like an uncompleted building but what bothered me the most was what I was in Was it the pain or the wetness I was feeling, i mustered up the courage and raised my pounding head looking up at my wide-spread legs and the pool of blood I was laying in I couldn't cry nor scream just fall back into the dark world I was recently in with one thought in mindWhat every woman kept and treasured the most was taken away from me.....

What would you do if you find out that there's been someone new in the life of the person you love. And that they forgot that there's someone in their life.Would you forgive them even when they lost the deserving chance? Had it almost felt like a betrayal? What would you do if your heart is not ready to move away from them and yearns to be with them. But, waiting for an apology you deserve? Would you get that at the end of the fight of no words, only silence. Well, let's dive in to read of the lives of Avni and Neil. And how they'd dealt with it. #33 in Psychiatrist#77 Indian Love StoryEdited and Finished 29|01|2022

"The Tell-Tale Heart" is a short story by American writer Edgar Allan Poe, first published in 1843. It is relayed by an unnamed narrator who endeavors to convince the reader of his sanity while simultaneously describing a murder he committed. The victim was an old man with a filmy "vulture-eye", as the narrator calls it. The narrator emphasizes the careful calculation of the murder, and he hides the body by dismembering it, and hiding it under the floorboards. Ultimately, the narrator's feelings of guilt, or a mental disturbance, result in him hearing a thumping sound, which he interprets as the dead man's beating heart.Cover by the lovely @FayLane.