Flag Stories

This is a complete soft romance book where a girl is considering herself a" BAD OMEN". What will happen if a man cherishes her and heals her broken part which he never broke? Does she again live herself or not ?. To find out give this book a try, if not interested kindly leave this book but don't spread hate ..... As this is my first ever book I'm writing! Hope you all support me!!!!

"Kanuu, explain something to me," Vidhi muttered, staring at the moon like it was his customer-care department. "Why did you invent men with egos bigger than the Himalayas but emotional maturity of a boiled potato?" She muttered swinging her legs sitting on the wall of empty terrace "Anyway, I've decided. If you ever plan to send one into my life, make sure he's quiet... because I'm not reducing my volume for anyone." ＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／＼(^_^)／ Arav rubbed his forehead and stared at the wall of the barracks like it had personally betrayed him. "Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath. In ten minutes, that woman had questioned his strategy, mocked his serious face, called him "Mr. Gorilla," and then walked away like she had just delivered a public service announcement.. He exhaled slowly, the calm soldier in him trying very hard to stay calm. "God give me patience," he whispered. A pause. "...or a helmet. Because if she talks like that again, I might actually bang my head on this wall." ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ Captain I prefer chikne (clean shaved) guys more as my prey ~ Ofcourse I figured out by the type of reels you like ... Dr.. ~

မြတ်ပိုင်🤍နယုန်နွေး(ထနှောင်းရိပ်)

In a world where nations breathed through living souls, every person bore the identity of a country upon their very being. They were called the Flag People. Among them, there was a land once known for its warmth-where laughter echoed like waves, and kindness flowed like rivers. A land painted in blue, red, white, and gold.

My second volume of 500-ish word stories based on the Weekend Writein prompts.

It's been two weeks. Only 14 days since they took over, and already, things have gone from good, to horrible. They told us that they came here to make things better. They tricked us into thinking they would help us, but their idea of help is more like an idea of hell on earth. It started off with just a few sacrifices, but it soon led to something much worse than one or two deaths. Hundreds of people have been killed in unimaginable ways that you would never have thought the human heart would have enough courage to do. But these people, they seem different. At some points it feels like they aren't human at all. They seem more like a bad disease that's purpose is to kill us all off one by one. They call themselves Force 9 and they say their goal is to make the world a better place. Well I call myself Emma Skymore, and my goal is to stop them before they destroy life as we know it. -September 28, 2077

မာန်ထက်သျှိုင်း လင်းရိပ်ဝေ

When Percy is no longer a son of Poseidon, but a son of Chaos called Omega, he finds that he has a sister named Jessica who, along with her friends, gets into the army of Chaos. Percy has been betrayed by his fellow campers and doesn't wish Jessica to go to Camp Half-Blood, so he convinces her to become a daughter of Chaos. One day, Chaos gives them a mission that involves saving Olympus, Percy grudgingly agrees. Because every member of the army has to keep their hood on, will Annabeth and Matthew, another son of Poseidon, along with the whole camp and Olympus, find out who Percy and his army are? Will there be a fresh start or will everyone's past determine the future?

(A James Kidd Story) (CONTAINS MANY SPOILERS) They all called her Joan. She was the typical Nassau girl. She dreamed of adventures; days out at sea and nights spent looking up at the star-filled sky. But alas, her dreams weren't reality. During her usual days, she was not out at sea. Instead she would be rushing around a tavern, handing mugs filled with various drinks to anyone who raised a hand. She worked until the sun was gone before easing down to her small shack that she bitterly called home. She would then throw what little coins she had made into her dresser filled with torn clothing, before laying on her hay-stuffed bed and falling asleep. The next day she would wake up and repeat the routine all over again. Until she met the Pirate-Assassin who mixed her little life all up. AKAQUEENS 2014 COVER MADE BY AKAQUEENS

Being stimulated by secret agent toys from the 1960's and having my imagination inspired by them. Sergeant Short Fuse is a novelty toy hand grenade that talks and have humanoid features. It speaks positive patriotic affirmations.

The stream finally ended after an hour.. Elijah sighs and gets up " that stream was amazing " and goes too his room too sleep.. *Next day at school* " hey Kai wanne go too a club the whole school is coming " And then......

Michael Knight and his faithful car companion (KITT) find themselves entangled in another dangerous government case involving the theft of top secret military documents. But an escaped criminal, avalanche, and lots of danger mixed with intrigue makes the perfect recipe for revenge. As Michael's world is turned upside down, he is faced with a hard decision resulting in life or death. Will Michael make the right decision? Or will vengeance fall to the hands of Michael's enemies?

Dark snippets of the "Grey People", the denizens of America's underbelly.

Not just a parade...more than a memory A 250-word flash fiction short story Published by Indies Unlimited.

This poem is a heartfelt and introspective exploration of the most of the people experienced. It touches on themes of vulnerability, self-doubt, and the quest for belonging. This reflects on the fragility of their emotions, the harsh realities of life, and the struggle to find their place in the world. ✨ This is not all poetry but with non-fictional stories.Based on true story...(• •) __aeise_lovelots!!_