May My Wing Send You Free_JEALOUSY_Twenty Minute Queendom_To kill a monster
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May My Wing Send You Free
I know he can always sense me nearby. If that was the last remaining work of Longwei or simply the fact that Ung had always been a little too smart for his own good, I did not know. I can say, though, that when he walks home from school alone and the ripples in the pond nearby shiver, he knows that I am flying fast, and I can say that when the branches shake above his head, he knows that I am flying free. And so what matters most is that Ung knows he is not lost because I am his echo. I am what comes after. I am the wind. I am his birdcall. - To tell you the truth, Ung was born too early. Too ...
JEALOUSY
A war is brewing. A game of cat and mouse is taking place inside New York Publishing House. The top-rated book publishing agency is in the mist of a bitter rivalry between two co-workers who have different views on how to market and publish a book called Two Fires.The Battle lines have been drawn. Sophia Mason is on one side. Nadia Carter is on the opposing side. These ladies will do whatever it takes to get the win. One will use underhanded tactics while the other will use honesty and truth. The consequences of this bitter rivalry will be enormous.Sophia Mason Books are my world, my life. I l...
Twenty Minute Queendom
Twenty Minute Queendom Every year for our birthday, four girlfriends with the same birth date would make plans for the Saturday after or before the 5th. We met in the first grade and the same day of our birthday was often the last day of school for the year and the class end-of-the-year party. Well, that became a yearly thing for us. Some years we just went to lunch for an hour at a central restaurant between our jobs. Since I became an adult, things have moved at a too-busy pace to daydream or even time for a wish. Two years, unfortunately, at the hospital cafeteria; because of my illness and...
To kill a monster
I was staring at the red splatter on my palms, mesmerized. Some of it were tiny red beads, droplets on my skin that gleamed in the sunlight like diamonds; others have quickly turned into dark stains soaking my leather band. The screams were a distant, muffled sound, as if coming through dwww.onedoor.ccirty earbuds. But the voice in my head was loud and clear. "Finish him! He deserves to lose all the red drops." I closed my eyes, remembering, and a wave of hot fury washed over me. "Hello, I am Sarah", she said in a shaky voice. She held out her hand and smiled nervously, the corners of her mouth trembling. ...