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View MoreIn a distant land, lived a white, young swan. So elegant and poised;her beauty melting the face of the earth. And her smile captivating the heart of every man who beholds it.
Not so far off, lived a fine, young lad, whose very features captured the heart of every maiden into his charming den. But out of all the maidens, he chose the one lady whose beauty was such a gazing sight; the legendary belle as they called her.
He longed so much to have her in his arms, and at last, he won; his joy knowing no bounds. He loved her so. Not just any kind of love read in books and heard in tales. It was real, passionate, burning and could light even the darkest path ever come across. Having found such an amazing woman pleased him so, and he vowed never to love any woman besides her.
On her part, she saw him in many ways; a whole different ways only she could tell . And just as he loved her, she did in abundance, promising herself never to leave his side, but to forever cherish him until her last breath is drawn.
And thence from nowhere, came a mighty wind blowing everything in its path: shattering every single dream she once had. Only she never gave up loving her beloved as she hoped that someday she would see him again...
She's human... he's odd ‼ So odd, and not so sure what he is ‼Genre: HorrorRome, 1971 "Aiuto! Qualcuno mi auiti per favore... per favore!" >>>Help! Someone please help me... please! Tired feet ran through the woods in the dead of the night, and loud breathing rang. The strong malodor of smoke and awful stench of burnt bodies ruled the night, while ouzels danced in the gray clouds. "Qualcuno? Mi aiuti per favore. Aiutemi!" >>>Anyone? Please help me. Help me! A loud laughter erupted as the black birds hovered low. "Non ti tirerai indietro da me," >>>You will not get away from me, "No per favore. No!!!" >>>No, please. No!!! A piercing cry came, and
"Let me go, Friedrich... let me go!" Maddie Petrograd cried. He held onto her hands and bound them to the bedstead "Stay still, now. It won't be long." A naughty grin broke out on his lips as he got in between her legs. He took his belt off, ignoring her as he went into business, driving his hard head into her walls; a piercing cry eluding the air, as moans of pleasure took it all in. She watched, as her 18-years old stepbrother grunted and thrust with lust in his eyes. It was one tragic night for her, and she wished it was never a reality... "Wakey-wakey." A voice rang happily, and a kissing sound came. Maddie's eye lids rolled open slowly and she tried to get up. "Wh-what did you do to me?" She muttered weakly. "What did you do?!" "Oh, don't be such a sissy." He shrugged and got in bed. "Dad's going to be
I’m Dennis Wayne and this is my story… You mean our story… And mine, too, baby! “Dennis!!!”~~~~~~~~ It was one snowy morning in Bristol town. Christmas was around the corner, and the air gleamed so bright and white. Mm… just few more days to go, I grinned, placing the pancakes on the table. Ooh, I licked my lips and began singing. “I love pancakes… I love pancakes…” “And then she’ll say she’s not a kid.” I gasped and turned around. “When did you get here? I mean… what are you doing here?!” I squeezed my face. “The door was open,” My annoying jerk of a neighbor replied. “I didn’t say how –“ I folded my arms. “Ain’t you gonna give me anything?” He asked, and slumped onto the couch.&nbs
"I love you, Sheila, and I wish to spend the rest of eternity … with you by my side.” His words came like a shock to me. He took a step forward and got on his knees, as he got a transparent box out of his breast pocket. “Sheila Del Bane, will you marry me?” My mouth dropped open. “Dennis?” He nodded. “Go on, gorgeous. Say those words,” “OH. Oh, yes … yes! I will marry you!” I screamed with joy as tears rolled down my cheeks. It was a dream come true watching Dennis Wayne slip the silver ring onto my finger. And I certainly didn’t want it ending anytime soon …“Parr. Time for morning lessons. Time for morning lessons.” I woke up to the sound of my alarm parrot; a gift Dad go





