World Series 2- Lullaby for a stormy nightWorld Series 2-Lullaby for a stormy night
The night was starting to show up. The clouds keep all the remaining light, making everything so dark. It's raining, raining badly. A lightning flash cuts the sky into pieces. I am wondering if it can get worse. Can it? I mean I can't see 5 inches in front of my eyes and I need to get home. My younger self is waiting. Unless I arrive in few minutes, he will be as very scared, because I know how scared I was when I was young.
Take a chance, come on! you can do it! Am I talking to the walls?
,,I can do it!" I screem for myself.
I take a chance and I run on the street, straight in the park. The water is so high and I am wheat until my knees, but I don't want to stop. I am not going to stop !I am powerful! I can do it!
I go down the street. Fuck! I just step I a hole and I fall down, getting entirely wheat. Can this get worse, now?
The flashes cut the sky as I sneak inside the house, letting behind some water.
The silence is
ItalyxReader- Lungo filo d'amore (le chapter two)
Ths is the second chapter of: Italyxreader- Lungo filo d'amore .
Again, English and Romanian, females and males.
£ The silence was so deep that you could cut it with a knife. Suddenly, his mouth opened and sweet words were just petting your ears, coming out.
'Which is your favourite colour, bella?'
'Ah, it's ___. And yours?'
'Red is a very romantic colour.'
'And, which is your favourite food?'
'Italian food! And yours?'
'Well, in general, Italian food, I consider it the best!'
've, me too! Favourite alchool?'
'Which kind, can I serve you with some rosese di dolceaqua, bella?'
He called the waiter and comands some Rosese di dolceaqua for 2.
When the wine arrived, you were very excited. The smell of wine makes you happy.
Your phone rang and you pick it up.
'Ah...ah...is this ___?'
'Well, yeah, it's me.'
'Ah...do you remember me, it's me, Dylan.'
You rolled your eyes, Dylan was your friend since childhood, but he had an addict
Love triumphs- chapter 2The love triumphs, or how the Nordics would say,,kärlek triumferar - Swedish- rakkaus voittaa - Finnish-''
The story of the great Nordics, from the viking era towards today.
I do not speak Swedish or Finnish.
so, finally, this chapter is on!!
Some notes: No, I dunno speack: Swedish, dannish, Norwegian or Finnish; it's called google traducere(translate)
la second.... I am going to 'SuFin'!!Rock, babe!!
The fire was dieing and the morning was coming. They are sleeping.It starts raining. Sweden opens his eyes, covers Finland and took him inside a cave, letting Denmark and Norway getting wet.
When they woke up the rain stopped and they were very nervous on Sweden for letting them getting wet.
Denmark looked around, and, since he didn't saw anyone, said....
'Yo, Nor, let's beat Suede up for this!'
They took those weapons(axe and a hammer) and they are heading towards Sweden.
'Are ya looking for the handsome me?'a voice asked from somewhere above.
They searched and
Why...I am a Romanian and I am obviously proud. I am fucking proud!! That's why>>>>>
I am an Eastern European who speak a Latin-based Romance language similar to Italian. I am a descend primarily from a mixture of indigenous Dacians, Roman soldiers and colonists who conquered the Dacians and intermarried/assimilated them, and to a certain extent from Goths, Huns, Slavs, Cumans, and others who traversed the territory that became Romania in the centuries after Roman rule.
Sexy breed of ppl most notable for dominating at the Olympics Men's and Women's gymnastics. Most unknown culture of all the Romance Languages with a pretty crazy history. Has been free of Communist rule for over 20 years.
Dude 1 : Bro, did you see that gorgeous Romanian broad that won the gold? Just gimme 3 mins alone with her....
Dude 2: Yo you know shes only 12.
Dude 1 : Romanians mature early...>>>> I know. when they saw my picture they said i'm not 16, i'm 17 or 18... the truth is that I'm... 10+4. I know, many
A LOVE STORY PART 2 ROMANIAN VERSIONPART 2
Ajung acasa si descui poarta, intru,o incui, intru pe usa...dar... ma trezesc si imi dau seama ca cea mai buna zi de pana acum a fost un vis... acum, inima mea tanjeste si mai mult dupa iubirea adevarta... ma iut la ceas.. 7 jumate... opresc ceasul, ma duc in baie, ma spal pe dinti, pa fata, si ma imbrac. Imi fac niste pasta cu sos, apoi dau drumul la televizor la un alt film, unul japonez numit Death Note. Ma uit la el si imi place mult. Misa e o tipa cool, Light un tip norocos. Deabia astept sa apara a doua parte a filmului, sa vad daca Misa moare sau nu, daca Light e prins ca-i Kira sau nu.. dar ceasul suna ora 11 jumate si trebuie sa ma pregatesc de ultima zi de scoala din sapamana asta care a trecut repede... Intru la mine in camera, deschid dulapul, imi iau o bluza curata, o pereche de pantaloni noua, ma dezbrac si raman doar in sutien si chiloti. Pun hainele pe mine, le arunc cat colo pe cele pe care abia le-am scos de pe mine si iau ghiozdanul. Scot tot ce e in el, apoi