Patricia Taylor
Stories
11
Chapters
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Reading
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“Lanlan, today is your first day at school. I know this school and its environment is completely different from your old school. Adjusting here may be difficult for you in the beginning. If you feel unadjusted or bullied by anyone, quickly tell mom,” An Qinyan said as the car was parked in front of the Jingyuan High School. An Xiulan nodded her head obediently. ‘My mom is so kind and nice.’ “Don’t forget to bring your phone with you,” An Qinyan said again. Her daughter had a habit of…
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Just as An Qinyan had said, the next day Butler You made all the arrangements and brought An Qinyan and An Xiulan to Jingyuan high School. Butler You’s arrangements were so perfect that they were personally greeted by the principal at the school lobby. “Mr You, it’s an honour to have you here at our school, “The principal said with a humble expression. Who doesn’t know anything about You You, the chief assistant of the owner of Orchid group of hotels and restaurants? When he had received the…
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An Xiulan always got up early in the morning, it was a habit embedded in her from a young age. When she went downstairs after taking a shower and changing into fresh clothes, she saw her mother giving orders to the maid about her likes and dislikes. She didn’t tell anyone yet that she loved this world. She loved how her mother cared about every little thing about her. She loved being the centre of someone else’s world for once in her life. Humans are selfish creatures, and she didn’t feel ashamed to…
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The mother and daughter slept in the same room that night and chatted a lot. It was only near midnight when her mom asked, “Lanlan, would you like to go back to China with mom?” Qinyan had asked her daughter many times if she wanted to go back to China but every time, Xiulan refused. She didn’t want to go back to China. But today, her answer surprised Qinyan. Of course, it would be surprising as the woman didn’t know that the answer wasn’t given by her own daughter. “Okay.” A month…
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It had been a week since An Xiulan had died or came to the afterlife. Ugh, it wasn’t the afterlife to be exact. She had reincarnated in the body of a sixteen years old girl in the modern world. Qian Wei, her only friend in Duke’s house used to read those novels where an oppressed lady would reincarnate in a wealthy family and would take revenge against all those people who had wronged the female lead in first life. An Xiulan had never thought that one day she would reincarnate too and that too in…
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When An Xiulan opened her eyes, she found unfamiliar settings before her eyes. Her big black eyes widened at the amazement of this world. She had heard her only companion and maid Qiao Wei talking about the afterlife. Was she in heaven? Or in hell? Wasn’t there a checkpoint or something where they would tell her if she had entered heaven or hell? Looking at the strange room which was white and grey in colour, she sighed. Her button nose twitched at the weird scent in the air. She had a strong-smelling…
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After snowing for half a month, today finally a grey but snowless sky could be seen. An Xiulan looked up towards the sky and saw a hint of the warm sun hidden beneath the sky as if playing hide and seek with the earthlings. This year, for the first time, it had snowed for half a month straight. “An Xiulan!” She heard the sound of her sister calling for her. She had never heard her siblings ever wanting to talk to her. She was the neglected and bullied daughter of Duke An Mingli of the great Dragon…
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"Discipline is the soul of an army. It makes small numbers formidable; procures success to the weak, and esteem to all." - George Washington Semseddin acted first knowing that the area of riot is in his own camp, he knows that it is most likely the group of Epirutian conscripts who showed a strong antipathy towards this form of national service and this sense of hatred might be spread over to the rest of the Epirutian regiments within ten minutes. Semseddin leapt on to his mount and galloped back…-
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The camp almost became a mess when they still could not find their general for the roll count that night. No one knows where he went, there are some who knows that the Sanjek has went for a breeze along the lake, but comon it's a lake with a size of ten plus square Roman miles, who on Earth knows where along the lake is their Sanjek enjoying the breeze and he never told any one before he departed. There is no way that the camp can suddenly send out a group of people in search of the Sanjek, every one knows…
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They are indeed short sighted to use such a dirty trick even in this times, but honestly speaking, if just even one of the war lord is not being short sighted, then the land of Epirus would not be so chaotic and ununified for ages since the collapse of the Ottoman order in the region. Every one is just battling one another for a bit of interest or a tiny strip of land with little or no strategic planning for what that can happen in the future. Their eyes are mostly focused only on the lands of Epirus, they…
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