It was with much trepidation and anxiety that Vina now sat in front of her daughter, trying to understand her flesh and blood that seemed more like a stranger at times like this.
Here is a little preview to a later chaptee in His Obsession;
This one is from a chapter that's supposed to come out tomorrow... (Damn you procrastination!)
The first card was written in really fancy and wavy cursive and Max couldn’t understand a single word, that one was definitely from his uncle and aunt…
This one is for the upcoming strip of my current webcomic which I may end up using or editing:
"Hurry up and get your ass up here!"
It was so easy being childish with him and Taeyong was glad that after all these years, Daehyung still enjoyed that side of him.
Lol this sentence is very telling of what kind of couple these two are
Not when he was marred with the symbol of unrequited love.
Disregard race, religion, culture, nationality. This is a story of technology, parenthood, and morality.
A story of love, choice, and death - the devil’s love triangle.
It has been replied with, "Thank you."
New episode coming up tomorrow at 7PM PST Feel free to check my works here:
https://tapas.io/series/Soliloquy-of-the-Broken
"Dare me," James smirked.
This was a warzone.
“Good night.” I said as I let go of him.
“Like. I've been here.”
I'm making a wee bit of progress here and there doing writing
The words felt sweet and bitter to him, tasting of the curse.
“Take these kids for instance – they're a mix of nobleborn and servant class – and yet I find joy in seeing their faces as they discover new things.”
The glowing round orb above him had blurred and dissolved into nothingness then Josh felt himself falling into absolute darkness.
"Her lips get nervous, flinching almost imperceptibly for outsiders; and slowly turning into a glorious vermilion as she starts to gasp for air... // Blinding flash // ... the crew will spin this into a decent advertisement campaign, professionals always do."
Crushing his left ankle.
Owie...
https://tapas.io/episode/1790122
Like it'll kill me now.
Not the foliage, or sweetness of sap – just the smell of the bark – rich and rewarding.
I like when i get a bit of writing done and I get to eat food in between the two lol
Now here she was, back at the same spot, watching her high-flying career come to a heart-wrenching stop.
