Audacity Stories

Most of us misunderstood what faith truly is. I realized my mistake and repented, and I hope we will do the same after reading this book. It is not far from us. At times, we stumble upon the essence of faith, but because we rarely practice it, we fail to recognize it. Our error comes from focusing on what faith produces and mistakenly calling those results "faith." As a result, we have turned to countless self-help techniques-ones not rooted in Christ-in an attempt to sustain a false version of faith. I do not deny that we often seek a sense of audacity to believe that things are possible or under control. However, we fail to see that audacity is not faith itself but rather a primary byproduct of true faith. This book teaches the faith of our Lord Jesus Christ in simple and clear terms. Faith is not foreign to us, but it is slippery. We must therefore recognize it, take hold of it, and allow it to produce the audacity we need-along with its tangible outcomes.

People always wonder why kids commit unimaginable crimes,they don't always try to understand them. They just end up by saying they are wicked,evil or calling them all sorts of hurtful words. Kids are innocent creatures that love to copy what they see. But what happens when an 8 years old girl who everyone thinks she's the most sweetest child ever born kills?

Poetry & Prose Collection #2 "The Things I Leave Unsaid" was overflowing with words most readers hadn't even gotten around to reading all of. Therefore, instead of adding more to that, I'll be continuing here. Originality. Uniqueness. Embracing who we are, those we would be if cleansed and disinfected from the messy embrace of this abrasive, controlling society we all call home. Poetry containing unthought thoughts of confidence and pride; moments of finding new strength we never even realized we had, new ideals created and old common stubbornness looked at from hopefully unbiased viewpoints. I hope you'll to find a place to belong here. Requests are welcomed, whether about you or a loved one, a new idea not yet written about here, or anything else imaginable. Pm me and we can talk about it (:

Cynthia Becker is strong-minded woman that refuses to back down under any circumstances. She is a journalist by profession and is a self-confessed adrenaline junkie. As a journalist, she uncovers a shocking story about Neil, a Senators son. She doesnt know what to do next? Should she expose the story or use it to her advantage? In the mean time, Neil figures out that she is after him and sends people to keep her under control.

It comes a time when you have to be held accountable for your actions.Nobody is perfect.We all makes mistakes but continuing to make the same mistakes with no change is just crazy.Take responsibility for your actions.

I am Ts'episo, a sister, an Aunt to crazy but amazing kids. I'm sharing with you pierce of myself( thoughts, feeling; what I go through every day) that you don't see physically my thoughts, feelings, perceptions in regards to my sister's killer. Years ago I saw my sister beaten by anything you can think of, shot at, and ended up being killed by her husband. The painful part is that he is still not in jail, but worse still a police officer to this day. Am i scared of him? hell ya! I am but hey stick around, who knows what will happen! I am Southern African- specifically Mosotho. ooh and my name means Promise.

Front desk employee Agrefail Ravenglass falls for hunky pilot Oliver Hearthfire in this Audacity AU

She assumed her twin brother's identity to win a journalistic feat, but her audacity led her into trouble when she became involved with a military group in an experiment with a secret government device. This led her to travel through time to the future, where she was accused of being a spy. She experienced the flames of love and jealousy when she fell in love with the leader of the group, who treated her harshly.

Just me ranting about another supercilious 'Sir Try-hardington'

Haunting and introspective collection of poems. A fallen angel's inner turmoil comes to life. As she navigates the darkest depths of hell, she lives with the weight of her own damnation, the loss of her former glory, and the crushing loneliness of her isolation. Through vivid imagery and piercing lyricism, the poems delve into the depths of her despair, as she confronts the darkness within herself and the abyss that surrounds her.

With eyes so bright they burned like flames, she quickly turned on him at his smart remark. "How dare you! How dare you leave your people like that." Katiana stabbed him in the chest with her small finger. Her body was hot with rage, there was so much anger there. Her teeth clenched as she looked up at his emotionless face, he didn't have a care in the world. He looked down at her for a second. "Well I didn't leave you now did I?" Rouge pushed past her, his tolerance was growing thinner every second she was here. Katiana scoffed. "I rather you did, to face those things. I'd rather die with my own people then to be dragged along by a coward like yourself." Her back was still turned to him, she didn't dare look at his face. "Rouge, you're supposed to brave the fight, not flee at the first sight of danger..." ______________ In a whole different world where werewolves run wild and humans are nowhere to be found, there are five Crystals of Influence that appear in different regions, yet under the same two moons. Every six years, the two moons align and beautiful crystals fall from the sky. Though this year, it's different. This year a formidable enemy has found it's way back into the world and now they're after the Crystals of Influence. These crystals have special powers that can do many things, but the creatures in the five realms are willing to protect what is rightfully theirs. __ Copyright @2013 by Makayla Young All rights are reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without prior permission from the publisher.

:'] My sad interaction as a small artist

threats are not the key to mitigate the teenage rebelliousness..