Истории Dar

After the death of his father, Ashton must move from Indiana to Montana, leaving his past behind. Now, he must live in a new world that contains more mountains, new students, and a new house without his familiarity; the only symbolism of his past in a gem tied on a black string. However, when he finds strange occurrences happening around him, he must question if this is a trick done by his conscious or created by the unknown that's hidden within the landscapes of Montana. --------------------- Triggers: Mentions of death and foul language. Note: this is incomplete, but it's currently being drafted. I would love to get feedback and how it can be better. **This book is only (currently) published on Wattpad & Inkitt, so if you see it on another website, please let me know**

The eldest prince of Arbolon is banished after being framed for attempted murder of the King and the assassination of the crowned prince..

"when it's gone, you'll know what a gift love was. you'll suffer like this. so go back and fight to keep it."

(Intro at gramas) Fantaisa Honey!!!Help me up the steps. *(Whispering)*now should you hmph. Grama why do I have to help you so much? well Its A process called gettin .well!?Girl shut up grama honey is talkin!dang girl.But?Butt my butt I should slap you!Talkin back.OK grama I'll listen.Thank you!girl will slap you,with yo little shorts.here put this on them.*(Honey gives a cover to Fantaisa)*Ok grama.Oh good yo moma's here.Hey grama was she?grama.Whatt!what does Fantaisa got on her legs?a cover.why never mind Fantaisa come on.Ok here I come.*(Fantaisa's mom drives her home)*

ek bahut purani haveli h jisme varso se ek saya bhatak raha h. jo sadiyo se haveli se mukti or aazadi chata h .

Dar es Salaam is Tanzania's bustling coastal city, known more as a business hub than a tourist hotspot. But for many international travellers, it's also the launch point for an incredible African adventure. The idea of leaving the city behind and heading into the wild for a safari from Dar es Salaam is appealing - after all, world-famous reserves like Selous (now Nyerere National Park), Mikumi, and Ruaha are within reach.

Fanfic.. ဟုတ္​ပါဘူးလို႔.. ဘဝကို ပံု​ေဖာ္​ထားတဲ့.. စကားလံုး အပိုင္​းအစ ​ေတြပါ

"Saudade..." He whispered. "Beg me your pardon?" She turned her head to look at him concerned. "I feel nostalgic longing when I'm near you." He gazed up at the starry sky. "I see your point." Smile came across her face when she smoothly brushed the surface of his palm. He didn't add that this particular feeling is something you feel when you had lost someone you once loved. It wasn't possible to have this kind of sensation in relation to her. They barely knew each other. But she looked and sounded so similar... No, it definitely wasn't possible. Or was it? (On the cover project I used Edoardo Tofano's painting called "Finally Alone")

poems Warning: These are very old poems that I made up so they are very badly written. I posted these to make space on my phone honestly but I didn't want to delete them so I put them on here to always be remember.

Nikomu obce nie jest słowo śmierć. Kojarzy się z utratą kogoś bliskiego. Ze zniknięciem na zawsze. Jednak co czuje coś lub ktoś, kto musi wziąć się za tą brudną robotę i zabrać ze sobą duszę? Za dotykiem śmierci umierają ludzie, rośliny, czy też zwierzęta. Tam na dole nie cierpią tylko poszkodowani. Śmierć również się męczy. Żyje w samotności nie mogąc tego zmienić. Mroczna postać, płci męskiej pragnie tylko poczuć cokolwiek innego niż pustka, bezsilność, obojętność. Niestety dany mu dar niszczenia skutecznie mu to utrudnia, a wręcz uniemożliwia. Okładka - @pseudolis123

Klasyczne fantasy, przygoda chłopaka wywodzącego się z podłego cechu, którym gardzi każdy okazuje się niezbędnym elementem intryg dworskich... Podczas swojej wędrówki dowie się kim jest i co samemu chce osiągnąć walcząc z coraz to potężniejszymi przeciwnikami. Tak uniwersum w 100% autorskie, twór z gatunku dark fantasy. Odkopałam ten projekt z bardzo głębokiej szuflady, jest ukończony. Postaram się go zredagować jak najlepiej potrafię (pisałam go mając jakieś 15 lat czyli prawie 12 lat temu) ale zapewne nie widzę wszystkiego (na pewno nie widzę wszystkiego) więc proszę, a wręcz błagam poprawiajcie to o ile nie stracicie wzroku. Widać tu wpływ Dungeons & Dragons w którego młóciłam srogo tego czasu, mam nadzieje że dało radę ^^ Za piękną cudowną okładkę dziękuję @_Lulu_pisze_ <3333

One day when Belle and Hoody were playing truth or dare with her friends. A boy named Noah dared Belle to go to the forest to pick berries. She had to give the berries to her grandmother after picking them. What will happen after this