Is A Long Walk To Water Historical

After the introverted and socially anxious Shen Lang's blind date fails, he binds with a Love Assistance System! As long as he increases a girl's affection for him, he can receive various generous rewards! In the afternoon, he meets with the landlady to sign the rental contract. Looking at the voluptuous and still charming married woman, Shen Lang casually compliments her, "You look so young, sister!" The landlady smiles sweetly, her face blushing with both shyness and delight, "You're quite the flatterer, young man. I'm almost 40, you know, getting old!" At this moment, the system provides three responses. Your response is? 1. "You're 40? That's impressive, if it were me, I'd be dead by now!" 2. "Not old at all, in fact..."

Life has a way of testing us, like going to fight for your heart even when you knew from the beginning you would lose? Why do we do this? To love what does not love us. To chase what pushes us. To treasure what made us feel worthless. What does it feel like to be so desperate for love?

Carlo discovers that his daughter, Alia, has been invaded by a mysterious force, transforming her into an empowered ‘Teller of Tales.’ This force not only changes Alia but also attracts the attention of a secret organization that seeks to exploit her abilities for their own hidden agendas. To protect his daughter and everything he holds dear, Carlo is determined to confront this organization. Along the way, he must face not only his enemies but also his inner struggles, find allies, and gradually uncover the truth about the organization, all while safeguarding his beloved family.

This story is about a boy, one who walks alone His name, Rani

"I hide my heart away in order to not get hurt, love is liability.....a weakness....but that doesn't matter.....they all end up leaving anyways." "I'll save you if you ever need saving, I'll be your shoulder if you ever need to cry, I'll be your strength if you ever feel weak...just don't push me away." A not so dramatic story that depicts the growth of two individuals as a whole. A story that highlights the importance of putting oneself first before fully committing to another. This...is the love story of virela and Keith, a journey filled with mayhem, but importantly; love. Author's note Join me on this little journey by reading this story, it's my first formal work so please bear with me. I'll try to update as frequently as I can, just please give this poor soul a chance and read her book...

A young mechanic gets stuck in a black market city, fighting to survive under oppressive criminal powers. But darker entities than crime lords linger on the streets and she works to uncover what made the stranded city such a haunted place

Do you know what three hundred years of oppression to a defeated nation of people will do to them, have you ever seen the things a man can do to another man just for a loaf of bread. I have, and I find myself in the thick of it.

The prince of Maldonia, Prince Artemis of House Arteides, the bear killer, the slayer of the elves is crowned King when his father Luca King Arteides dies. Aurora is a seer and a powerful witch who has yet to aknowledge her powers, only Artemis knows of it. Lucian Mithandir is in exile recruiting an army to fight Prince Castellan of house Taelin for the throne of Prophis. Artemis wants no parts of this war, but he is very aware whoever wins the war will later turn to Maldonia. Artemis has no clue that a bigger war is coming which will set out kingdoms on fire, Aurora has seen it in her dreams and it's for the Sweet Waters Throne in Maldonia. The end is uncertain but the ways are clearer, who will sit on the throne after the war to end all wars. The Bastard who's been denied his true claim to the Sweet Waters throne with the mighties fleet in the world and King Artemis of Maldonia who has Aurora and dragons breathing fire. ~ Excerpt Scene ~ "Are you ready? A dragon is not a horse my love" Aurora expressed her concerns. "The dragons are ready to be claimed, Your Grace. I think it’s the perfect time for Artodo to take the skies and be claimed. He and the King have great relationship. He just needs to understand the words that’s all. "Torgo explained while looking at both Aurora and Artemis. "I understand the words." Said Artemis. "Incendio for fire and Valar for him to fly. I know some Low Moor too." It seemed Aurora wasn’t easily convinced, "Knowing the language of our ancestors doesn’t mean you can hang on to the dragon and take to the skies, especially since you are not just practicing. You are taking the dragon to the Mines, in clear daylight." "Exactly, that is the only way we can silence Lord Leoric. I cannot let him take advantage of my sister, I have to try…" Visera interrupted. "He’s ready, I can see it in his eyes." She said with a smirk. Aurora ordered Torgo. "Bring him outside," in Low Moor. Torgo nodded and walked inside the darkened cave with a fire torch. All five dragons were inside the cave perfectly chained. He went after Artodo, the biggest of them all. The black beast, standing at forty feet from head to tail with a wingspan of twenty feet. A terrifying beast to even stare at. Artemis took two deep breaths. "According to my ancestors history, the youngest dragon rider to ever took the skies was ten years old. You’ll be fine." Aurora teased Artemis after she noticed how nervous he was. The dragon keepers placed a saddle on Artodo’s back and two strong handles made of iron and wood for Artemis to hang on to. Then, finally Aurora walked to Artodo — the black beast. She pulled in Artemis and they both touched the dragon’s right eye, soothing him before the take off. "This is your rider now Artodo, you are to obey him from this day forward to the last, as your mother commands." Aurora said this is Low Moor while the dragon hissed slowly. The dragon hissed and Aurora took it a sign that Artodo understood him. She took a step back and let Artemis take over. These two weren’t strangers to one another. Artemis’s touch wasn’t strange to Artodo and he silently lowered his left wingspan for Artemis to climb up. Carefully and slowly, Artemis mounted the black beast. It was no secret that he was scared. When he was on top of the dragon, Artemis smiled looking down and he suddenly exclaimed. "You all look like tiny bees from up here!" Aurora, Visera, Torgo and the dragon keepers laughed. Aurora walked to him and they looked at each other. Their dream finally came true; "Promise me, you’ll come back alive." Said Aurora. "I promise." "And that you will not burn the Mines to the ground. If she disagrees with you, perhaps it’s time to let her go." This was what Artemis truly needed to hear so he may stop his obsession with saving his sister. When he was ready, he shouted to Artodo. "Valar Artodo," and right there the dragon’s feet pounded the ground heavy as it prepared for takeoff.

The ocean roared, waves surging like beasts, crashing against an ancient throne carved from blue crystal. Noel stood in the midst of the chaos, his heart pounding as voices echoed in his head. A memory surfaced—one not his own yet deeply familiar. He saw a man with a face identical to his, regal and powerful, commanding the seas with a mere flick of his hand. The man turned, his gaze piercing. "The throne of waters belongs to you now," he said, his voice calm yet heavy. "But the cost is your past, your pain, and your fears. Will you take it?" Noel woke up with a jolt, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he clutched his chest, struggling to slow his racing heartbeat. It was the same dream again, haunting and vivid. But Noel didn’t know the man or the throne—or why he felt both terrified and drawn to it.

As Malu wakes up, his eyes blur. He soon looks around, seeing fire spread around him. As he adventures, he freaks out during a "fire show", but it causes the fire to spread faster. Malu soon finds out he has a cool power, one for the greater good or the worse. As Malu embarks on this journey, he finds some friendly kids, whose names are Skipper and Terios. As the group travels through this game, they find themselves facing a bigger fear. Who is the real villain?

It's the classic case of man dies and has the option to live again. But most of the details are already figured out, and all he has to do is roll a die, make an avatar, and wait. [ok, so. I was on an app, that will be unnamed (just in case). Scrolling through videos on my fyp when an edit of tonraq came up, and since I hadn't seen the show in a long time, I forgot how much I liked this character. Then all of a sudden I was like "What if I just. . . stick him in DC?" Yung Justice to be exact, and this will be the result!! I'm ready excited to see where my brain takes this, as I never really plan out my stories.]

Reincarnating into a game-like version of a medieval magical world was fine and all. A good blend of two enjoyable tropes. Lock wished he'd been born with a bunch of cheats sometimes, sure, but he could settle with being functionally immortal by abusing the system as well.

Christabel found a pair walking shoes, she discovered her magical abilities and she was trapped to relive her great-grand mother's past.

This story follows two individuals from two different walks of life. The female protagonist is from Washington D.C and struggle with daily expenses. The male protagonist is from the upper-class trying to walk his own path. Can they have a happy story or is this a heartbreak waiting to happen?

A desert covering most of everything I saw, my village was one of many built above the endless sand. Some of the old reminisce about the stories they held about a large group of people. They had wandered and wandered, what they had looked for was a Utopia, one where it was comfortable, a place where it was safe. I didn't wish to find a place like that, I wished for a world that was only a utopia.

Title: A Long and Lasting Love Author: mischa143kelvin Series: Vampire Romance Summary: It happened in the land of eternal twilight, where shadows danced and secrets lived. In that farrago, there emerged this story about Salvatore, the vampire prince of secrecy, who was always an air of mystery over himself to rule over his empire as he pleasured; this man yearned for love so unendingly it resonated as if at the depth of his immortal soul. The magical forests that border his kingdom had been where fate wove the threads of destiny. Ayaka was a mortal healer with a heart as boundless as it was compassionate. Salvatore was attracted to her like a moth to a flame, and their meeting was nothing short of serendipitous. Salvatore watched her in the shadows, enthralled with Ayaka gentle touch when she healed the evils that lurked in her town. Faced with the unavoidable call of fate, Salvatore then stepped out into the moonlight to also lend her a hand in her own healing. Theirs was to be a union brought about by destiny, so cold immortal hands and so warm, mortal hands clashed together as one. Their hearts seemed to merge into each other since in life, they had intertwined their lives. Salvatore lived alone, so he could find comfort in Ayaka. Her kindness and understanding melted ice from around his heart; in her, he found something he had never known- love. Ayaka cannot help but fall for the mysterious vampire prince whose eyes held mystery and longing inside them. Their love, a forbidden dance between darkness and light, thrived against all odds. It was not without challenge, however. Salvatore is immortal and ageless, forced to watch his beloved grow old with time, wither to dust, while Ayaka has been burdened with the knowledge she will one day leave the world behind. In a last-ditch attempt to bridge the chasm between their worlds, Salvatore offered Ayaka the gift of immortality-the very essence of his existence. Ayaka, wise in her mortality, declined. She chose to love the fleeting beauty of her existence, cherishing every moment stolen with Salvatore. Tied together by an unbreakable bond, they solemnly promised to love one another harshly, to the cruel hands of time, whatever they might be pushed. They cherished every day like it was the last; etching the love onto the tapestry of existence itself. Laughter, tears, love, and the world around them kept on changing seasons and generations. As their mortal lives drew to a close, it was love that remained the flame of eternity, the one thing which time could not contain. The legend of Salvatore and Ayaka would become one of whispers down the ages as proof that love can be unyielding to all earthly constraints. It demonstrated how true love overcame mortal boundaries and remained a beacon for hope for those who believed in love strong enough to defy the test of eternity. From the Series "Vampire Romance"

Elisa was a poor omega who was mistreated by her family for being an omega, she was meant to do hard and tedious job which include taking care of the pack as a long, many a times have they tried to take advantage of her helplessness and rape her but she was not going to let them have their way with her, even if she was already a broken soul, her body will only be for her mate, who will love and cherish her, on that fateful day, when the alpha of her small pack wanted to have is way with her she ran from home and end up In the hands of the greatest man on earth, the ALPHA KING

Follow the story of a young man marked by a curse that traps souls, including his own. He must face a journey filled with pain and hope. Will he break free and save his soul? This story is inspired by African myths and explores a struggle for freedom and redemption.

Within an abandoned world filled with warring communities, fighting over dwindling resources and against the growing wildlife, there lies a boy in a search for meaning, for closure, and for peace amongst his troubled past and the people it involves in. Whether it involves a fight for his survival or an attempt to deeply connect to his environment, observe as the boy treks through the decimated, yet lively landscape of what once was the U.S, in pursuit of what used to be and perhaps, what could've been. Inspired, influenced, and dedicated to the atmospheric and beautifully raw music of Low Roar. New chapters every Tuesday, Friday, and Sunday.