Histoy Stories

A sad love story of Elise Miller. WARNING: Maaring may mga typo or wrong grammar dito kaya sorry na po in advance.

Adventures with a crazy scientist and goup of teenager.

destiny brings heartbreak and heartbreak brings sorrow. I felt as if I knew you as if you would stay as long as I told you to. though things don't always go as planned. like a stab in the back by the one who thought you how to love

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this will involve the history of Stella and the universe(es) it's in.

This is a fiction story

The story 'We're not all the same...' is a girl's diary throughout her life. Every part is her age, every chapter is the new year. 'We're not all the same...' has a dark meaning to it, don't judge others for their past, present, or future life, or else there will be consacunsis. I hope you read this because you'll regret what's coming next! (13+)

"Routines are as predictable around here as the train running through town; always right on schedule with little to no variation. The only difference is that the train gets to travel around the country, going to new places and carrying new people. We're stuck in the same place, doing the same things, with the same people." Norah's life in a small Georgia town in 1872 is all but exciting, and she would do almost anything to get away. She dreams of moving to the big city to pursue her deep passion for art, but with no money and no way of getting there, she's stuck. Not to mention, between helping out around the farm and assisting in her family's laundry business, she hardly has any time to practice her drawing, and her skills have become a little rusty. Everything changes when news spreads around that there's been a shooting, and Micah is charged with murder. Norah inadvertently gets tangled up in the situation, but before she realizes what's happening, she's too deeply involved to back out. The two are able to keep things under control until a second murder takes place, and they are forced to flee town. Norah is finally granted the freedom that she's always wanted, but at what cost? It doesn't take long before her starry eyes turn dim. Life on the road isn't what it's cracked up to be, and Micah isn't the man she thought he was. Will Norah be his next victim, or will she be able to escape from her oppressive life one more time?

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Louis has a goal: conquering the "Land of the Rose", that land that every night runs in his dreams, which is shown to him, without ever revealing itsself completely. Louis is a Viking, and he has to prove his honor, bring up his name, and find a place he can finally call "home." Harold (Harry) is a prince, heir to the Kingdom of Northumbria, forced to marry a woman he does not love, a man who repudiates war, but who will have to fight for his kingdom, first, for his love, then. A story of love, war, deceit and betrayal, a story that intertwines two threads, two princes, two men, two nations. A forbidden and toxic love, with dangerous consequences.

When Alex Heffernen died they thought that their time on earth was finished but little would they know that in reality they were to be reincarnated in the past, the Roman past back when the Emporer could Conqueror anything they licked and the west had only just fallen but with the Persians the the East and Visigoths to the west Roman is truly surrounded not to mention the fact that Rome the entirnal city herself is not even in the Empires Control. If you wish to learn more about the fascinating era in which the takes place I would recommend reading on.

"Well you have a throne to sit on and I have a pain in my ass to deal with. When we get back I guess I'll have to hunt you down." I answer as her lashes flutter over her blue eyes. She bites the inside of her cheek before speaking, "Is it strange that I don't want to hate you. That in some universe we could maybe not hate each other." The moon peeks through the trees creating shadows. Mine held a knife to a king's throat, hers was crowned in shadow. "No, I don't think it's strange." She breathes deeply and she leans her head down to rest on my shoulder. I find that all of the air is gone.