histórias de Priceless

A drabble for the November 28, 2025 weekend write-in prompt - worthless

Loyalty is priceless

The story talks about the journey and life of a christian girl, Amanda; the circumstances, troubles, trials and temptations she encountered as a Christian.

ASTRID was a princess from a royal family who was not given much importance just because she was a girl

This is going to be a crazy story! I got ideas from other fanfic writers! It will have Nate (NF), of course FK&C, Lecrae, Jason Grey, hollyin (sorry on spelling), tenth Avenue North and possibly MW! Alina a 16 year old girl is a girl who thinks no one loves her. Her dad died of cancer her mom started beating her, her step dad was always yelling at her she had no friends, failing school, she self harmed but music helped till she was forced to stop by her mom an step dad, Can she be saved? Will the artists love be Proof of Gods Love? Can her Broken heart be mended? Read to find out!

Alex is a 25 years old, Man. Who's a CEO of country's leading company. But for underworld he's a mafia. The angel in him died the day he saw his parents getting killed infront of him. He acted like he didn't knew the killer and gave him debt. And as his strategy the killer wasn't able to pay back the debt. He killed him, and took his daughter Ava with him, to ruin her life. What will happen next? Will she be able to resist his torture against her? Or he'll forgive her for a sin which she don't even know about? To know more, jump into it! COVER BY my Precious Softie : @aoulh383 [ do tell me if you want those adult scenes, my naughty friends are always here for that ] If added any music or pictures then credits goes to the respectful owner.

You hold an incomprehensible value

Famous Texas-born photographer Yvette Heiser has a unique ability to capture fleeting moments with her camera. Her skill in capturing unadulterated feelings, love, and happiness in each shot has earned her a reputation as a wedding photographer. She captures the spirit of priceless moments via her meticulous attention to detail and enthusiasm for storytelling, creating visual narratives beyond simple photos. She is a highly sought-after name among people looking to capture their most priceless memories because of her proficiency and commitment to the field of photography.

She built walls.As time went by,her walls grew higher and higher.Not to keep people out.No that wasn't her intent.It was to protect herself and heart.It was better to seclude herself within those walls because only she truly understood her thoughts and emotions.There was too much loss and hurt, and she didn't want to get hurt more.Trying to explain her emotions was exhausting and frankly, she really couldn't explain it appropriately that gave it justice.She didn't know if people would even understand what she's going through if she did explain.So the walls climbed higher and higher for her protection and seclusion until she's ready to demolish them...they remain. Lets read and find out how young miss vegas finds her one true love atlast.

something fucked up

Heyy guys ~ This is a series a of poems about somethings that I find priceless in my life , things that can't be sold neither be bought... If you like my poem then pls let me know in the comments . thank you and enjoy..

Jael Sloan Grant was an orphan to begin with. Her father died before she was born, her mother died in childbirth. She was sent to live with her aunt and uncle until her aunt suddenly died when she was six years old, changing her life forever. Eventually, she winds up in the care of some family friends, where she grows up being taught about faith, love, and family. Jael's name is pronounced Jay-elle. This story may contain a few instances of foul language. I will put a warning at the beginning of any chapter that may contain any language.

~~Kanta dauke yake da farantin talla wanda aka kasa mata dafaffen rogo da gyada kulli kulli, taci damara sai kace wadda za tayi dambe tana tafe tana rera wakar ta"iye nanaye ayye yaraye nanaye carmama, ina tafiya ta jirgin goro zaya kade ni, jirgin goro kar ka kadeni, jirgin goro zan maka sako, sakon goro ko na turare in kaje kace da uwata, in kaje kace da ubana jirgi yai bari, jirgi yai bari da madaurin aurena, iye nanaye ayye ya raye nanaye carmama, da inna da baba an kawo kudin toshina cacas cas suna kirgawa, sun ganni suna boyewa in kun so kubar boyewa, auren fari sai na zaba sai na zabi wanda na ke so koda soja ko dan sanda, koda kuku koda boyi, koda jinjiri sha mama sai yaci tuwon kwanona sai yasha ruwan kwanona sai na kai ruwa sai nakai ruwa ban daki yai wanka, iye nanaye ayye yaraye nanaye carma....kuluwa, kuluwa kawo rogon, muryar wasu maza masu sai da ruwa ne ya hana kuluwa karasa baitin wakar da take rerawa, cikin sauri ta nufi wurin da suke, tana zuwa ta sauke farantin da ke kanta ta fara kukkulla musu kamar yadda suka saba siya, nan da nan aka warwashe ta dauki farantin ta cikin hanzari bayan ta kirga kudinta ta hada Kansu naira dari biyu cif cif, sauri take sosai dan tasan yanzu iyatu tana nan tana jiran zuwanta.

Poems I wrote that reflect how young and foolish I was.

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Collections of my poems.

what do you mean by gift ? umm.... something which is very costly . if this is your answer then you should read it .

This is a Maze Runner + for KING & COUNTRY story. Mallory wakes up to a whole new world. A giant, unsolvable Maze with a group of boys, plus one other girl. One of the Gladers finds a bag that has the new girl's name on it. There are some clues inside to her supposed past, including a necklace claiming that whoever wears it is considered Priceless. More challenges will be thrown their way and hard choices will have to be made as the Gladers realize that there's a larger hand at play. But, it's up to Mallory to learn the true meaning of Priceless, while testing limits beyond her endurance.

These are mini stories or fables that I remember my family telling while we were all sitting on the porch. And if anyone else new joined us, then these stories were told all over again. They have changed a little over the years. But, they still make me smile every time they were told.

An experiment in diamond shaped Cinquain poems centered on our most priceless gems and materials.