The lady_Proving Ground on the Water_The Door of the Damned_Tears, Echoes and Promises...
www.onedoor.cc Catalog Guide:
The lady
This story is based on the real life experience of my grandpa and his brother as kids in their village . It was a normal day in my village . I woke up at dawn,got my younger brother out of bed and headed to the river( which was around 7 miles away ) to fetch water. By the time we came back it was day and the food was ready .We finished our food and along with our sister headed to school. When we came back from school we had our lunch, studied a bit and then headed to the hills along with our cows,buffaloes , bulls and all of the girls and boys who were also accompanied by their cattle. On the ...
Proving Ground on the Water
He never had much of a home back when he was Kyle Jansen, with an alcoholic, abusive father and a timid, punching bag of a mother, he never truly felt comfortable at “home,” but now home is any 5 Star hotel that will allow him to pay and check in virtually. After all they would not be too pleased to know that the corporation who paid them and the person staying in their lavish room hadn't even hit his teen years yet.Now the boy sat across from Don Rudolfo De La Pena, undisputed cheiftain of the drug cartel he'd been working for. Don Rudolfo had his men pipe him aboard his yacht, currently crui...
The Door of the Damned
It wasn't easy, picking just one door. The journey here had been anything but easy, and to expect the decision ahead to be easy would be simply too much. Breathing deeply, and shakily, Emily headed closer towards the doors to see what each of them was called to try to make an informed decision. Upon closer inspection, she realized that the two had the same title, “Door of the Damned,” and she knew she had made a wrong turn before. Emily turned around and banged on the door behind her, knowing that it wouldn’t open, but still willing to try anyway. When she had given up hope, Emily turned towa...
Tears, Echoes and Promises...
TW: abuse, sexual abuse “How many apple seeds will kill a human?” This is how it started. One google search. Of all the random things I search up at 2 in the morning, this one search changed my life forever. It was a Tuesday morning. I woke up early to get ready for school. It was the first day of junior year. I brushed my teeth and went downstairs to help my mom with breakfast. Eggs, toasts, and fruit juice were our regulars. I greeted her with a warm smile as she placed a kiss on my forehead. She asked how excited I was followed by a story about her own first day of junior year. “I still r...