"Just one woman", one man said."Just a mere woman", another said."You mean a mere woman", a red caped elder of the king's cabinet insinuated."Yes, just one woman", Ezemuo the chief priest of Ozala diety answered. "Dares to challenge the gods", he continued with half laugh with no mirth in his eyes."Impressing but lacking, sour but sweet, sad yet beautiful, the gods are wise indeed", he shakes his head in rhythm to the said irony."What do you mean Ezemuo (Chief priest in Igbo language)?", an elder inquired clearly confused with his answers."Ozala has proclaimed that only she and she only can be his mouth piece", everyone gasped, mumurs were heard among the group of titled men in the shrine of Ozala."You mean ........", one staggered. "Yes, the deities has spoken and no one shall intefer", he said silencing them all which made them clouded with fear. "That woman, only her and her only, just one woman is the one your fates are in her hands", he said with a hearty laugh giving all a chill."And until she is crowned the high priestess of Ozala, everyone will continue to perish in this disaster", he said with wide open eyes shocking them more. All were left speechless. when he saw them cowering in fear, he gave a devilish laugh. .................................................................................................................................Warning- This is my first book and it has not been edited officially. Please always comment as this inspires me to write more.(Hate speech but contains essential advice is welcomed but not hate speech with groundless point isn't welcomed. keep them to your self).
Setelah dia mengenalkanku pada Rainfall, Dia pergi begitu saja tanpa jejak meninggalkanku, meninggalkan perasaan yang sudah kubangun untuknya. Tak ada kata apalagi kalimat yang terucap darinya sebelum dia berlalu hanya angan yang dia berikan kepadaku. Hujan benar -benar kurasakan sebagai rainfall dari diriku. Akhirnya benar - benar aku rasakan setelah entah dari mana dia pergi dan kembali untukku. Aku merasa Rainfall itu ada dalam diriku.
Eres una chica de 19 años que conocio a al amor de su vida en el momento mas inesperado
Cover credits@ MichelleManisha~~~~Have you ever wondered, what would you do, when your average, monotonous life is suddenly turned upside down?Like a tornado blowing away the trees and houses, all your dreams are snatched away from you.All that is left is the ruins and debris of your dreamsAll you can do is thrive in the desert full of predatorsNo water to be found.Just a mirage.And you have no choice but to live with it.~~~~" You are quiet something, wifey." Rajat says, trying hard to hold back his laughter. "A perfect combination of cute and feisty." He says smiling at me. "By the way if you are so eager to make me your husband, let's marry right away. There's a temple that I saw while coming here." He continues as my jaw kisses the ground. "We will give our parents quite a surprise like the one they gave us. It's like killing two birds with one arrow; you can make me your husband and at the same time get back at our parents." He says jokingly." Youuuuuuuuuuu-"I say, my voice raising an octave higher making a few heads turn, but they quickly turn away as they receive my charming smile (Note the sarcasm)."You are so full of yourself, here I'm worried sick about my carrier and my future and you are being-" I stop, take a deep breath and get ready to unleash my full anger on him when he again interrupts me, such a gentleman. "Woah, stop right there wifey-". Now he has done it. If this goes on for a bit longer I will start pulling my hair.~~~~Niharika 'Neha' Chauhan is the good ole nerdy shy girl, who goes all out crazy and not so shy with her circle of friends. But what happens when her past and future breech her present and threaten her sanity.
A collection of Chaeki short stories. Warning : random theme and it could be really short
"This is the worst day of my life, I swear to god!" I yelled to the air, but my subconscious yelled back at me "Really Mel? You were with Hydra for 85 years and today is the worst day ever, really" I stammered, "... yeah they took my favorite gun."Amelia Anya Herrmann was like any girl back in the 1910s, she lived with her mother on the outskirts of Ashford, England while her father lived in Brooklyn, USA to fight in the biggest war in history, or well what everyone thought was the biggest war.
This is a Sans x Frisk story.Chara is unstable and can't fight back insanity.Sans tries his best to keep her from killing.
This is something I made up for Oldschool Runescape's Nightmare of Ashihama boss, connecting him to Xau-Tak, the parasitic God of Necromancy.