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Heir to the Phoenix Clan
My family has always seemed strange to me. As I grew up, I could get the sense that there was something being hidden from me. Not necessarily anything bad, just a secret that I didn’t seem to understand. Another strange thing is that everyone seemed to be born on one of two days. Everyone older than me had June 21st as their birthday, while myself and everyone younger than me had December 21st as their birthday. As I got older, I saw more and more of my cousins born on my birthday and just saw it as normal until I was in school. Apparently my family is the only one that this phenomenon happens to.
By Robbie Nagle3 years ago in Fiction
Shadows of the Manor: Love and Terror Haunting the Halls
Once upon a time, nestled in a remote countryside, stood an ancient manor with a dark and chilling history. The Manor had been abandoned for decades, rumored to be cursed and haunted by a presence that sent shivers down the spines of anyone who dared to venture near. This is the story of Shadows of the Manor, where love, mystery, and terror intertwine.
By Narrative Eye3 years ago in Fiction
Horacio Pagani : The Founder of Best Supercars ever
Horacio Pagani is an Argentine-Italian engineer and designer who is best known as the founder of Pagani Automobili, a manufacturer of high-performance supercars. Pagani has a background in composite materials engineering, and he has worked for companies such as Lamborghini and Ferrari before founding his own company in 1992.
By Car Community3 years ago in Fiction
Shades Of Liberation
Chapter 1: Beginnings Anastasia Steele was no longer the timid, inexperienced girl she once was when she first met Christian Grey. Over time, their relationship had transformed from a whirlwind of passion and control to something deeper, filled with love and trust. As they embarked on their journey from "Fifty Shades Darker" to "Fifty Shades Freed," Anastasia knew that her happiness lay in embracing her own strength and finding her voice.
By Edara Otuk3 years ago in Fiction
The Price of Colors
I’m always the first one up, but by the time I get home from my morning run and training, I can hear Yuabrin and Aethel moving around upstairs. I can also smell coffee, so I head straight to the kitchen to pour myself a cup. I linger in the kitchen as I drink my first cup, wondering if Yuabrin’s going to make breakfast. He’s still learning how to cook, but he’s mastered bacon and eggs the way I like them, at least.
By Alice Wakefield3 years ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Symphony
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the city. In the heart of the metropolis stood an old theater, its grandeur faded with time. The marquee displayed the words "The Forgotten Symphony" in worn-out letters, barely catching the attention of passersby.
By Lawrence Mireku Adu3 years ago in Fiction
