All hen are created equal but some have more feather than others.
The pity in Matt’s eyes was almost too much to bear but she found herself unable to turn away. She had only seen that look once and that was when he almost lost Nichole. The sparkle in his eye burned out as if it was nothing more than a dying ember leaving his brown eyes...
She was not the still quiet type. Aphrodites never are.
Ah, ya, omong-omong, aku sangat merindukanmu. Apa kau merindukanku juga, mmm?
Your profile said beautiful. You kind of overreached on that one.
The only wand you’ll ever need is a better-feeling thought.
Misunderstandings arise only in undefined relationships
You know,” Kavita begins, “I think I can pick out my own furniture. I am an artist after all. I do have some taste.””No you don’t.” Nick plainly states. “No man has taste. Besides, I didn’t pick it out, she did. Wives are good for things like that.
She opened her eyes and looked into his rather intensely. “What?” Alex asked. “This cannot be.” “What can’t be?” Alex asked her, more bafflement in his voice this time. “I have been reading people all my life. I can even read cats and dogs. I’ve been doing it all my life and i’ve been here...
No book can be written till it wants to be written, till it shouts to be written, and raises up a persistent din in the writer’s head. And then, if you want peace, you just have to pull it out and freeze it in print. Nothing less would do.
I could have drowned…and my brother didn’t even care.
We share a bond. We do everything together. We have a piece of strong, invisible thread connecting us. It’s indestructible – it can never be broken. The thread is the key item that links us together. We understand each other.
Excelente, por andar de superhéroe ahora llevo exceso de carga (Ioan)
It was like walking into another world. While the mansion was bright, warm, comfy and filled with sound and color, the outside was dark, cold, colorless and devoid of people.I found myself standing beside Thomas in the street. The paved road felt so cold it was hurting my feet. I kept moving them up and...
That’s what scares me the most, Paul. That I’ll just pass through life and all the people I know will just disappear, without a trace, without me ever telling them how much they mean to me, no matter how small the time spent was or how great the friendship was. That they’ll be gone and...
So Mary gasped in disbelief as she heard the squeaking noise again, and the grandmother’s rocking chair was not moving at all. Then the grandmother opened her eyes and looked directly at her, holding her gaze steadily and sharply, and then suddenly, BOO!
She smiled sinisterly. Light mist started to slowly swirl around us. All I could see was her, the tall rocks and the white wall. She beckoned to me. I took a step and another. I was now ankle deep into the water. The mysterious girl smiled like a predator.
I knew that it was impossible for us to be kept apart for too long.
There is a story behind everything and every story is worth telling…