Pop ballads

Anthel 's POV I was sitting in my study looking though proposals for the new charity that I was about to start, when Hithreal came in. "Milady, the king would like a word with you." she said. "Yes, of course." I said getting up. "Hithreal please put these papers in the files and lock the door on your way out." "Yes Milady." I gracefully, yet quickly made my way to the throne room. There a guard greeted me. "Milady, the King is not here." he said. "Where is he?" "He is in his study, he said he would like for you to go see him there." "Alright, thank you." I said turning around. I quickly made my way through the maze of hallways and towards Thranduil 's study. When I arrived his announcer was waiting outside of the door for me. "Ah, Princess, just a second, the King shall see you soon." He said. I nodded and in a few moments one of Thranduil 's advisors walked out. "Milady." he said bowing. I bowed my head and he left. "Let her in." Thranduil said opening the door. I walked in and Thranduil told his announcer to leave, and told the guards to make sure no one bothered us. "Yes Milord." Thranduil closed the door and motioned for me to sit in one of the chairs. I bowed my head and did as I as told. "You wanted to speak with me Milord?" I said. "Yes." He said standing by the window. "I wanted to speak with you about a very delicate matter." "Did something happen?" I asked. He sighed and looked out the window. "Yes. Something has happened.…

Jenny, you are everything I’ve ever wanted to be. You’re not perfect but I swear that you’re the closest thing to flawless that I’ve ever seen. You have an amazing body and you are so stunningly beautiful, and I’ve never found the words to describe how happy it makes me that your confidence has gone up. You are the most loveable, inspiring, funny, uplifting, friendly, honest and sassy girl I’ve ever been blessed enough to know. There are some complications in our relationship since sometimes we…

victory haha. You said that I am "literally everything [you] want in a boyfriend" and I wish I could show you, but all good things come to an end if you let them. I 'm still not going to forget the good times we had though. I 'm gonna miss being a kid and doing childish things with you. It sucks not being able to contact you because a lot of cool stuff happens that I want to tell you about (I saw about 12 surgeries that I was dying to talk to you about, but I didn 't want to get blocked or…

There are few things I know for certain in this world. The sky is blue, everybody dies eventually, and I am gay. My parents were way more accepting of it than I expected. After spending nearly half my life in the closet, I let it slip out one night. Bowling, of all things. You have to understand— I’m the world’s worst bowler. I can’t throw the ball down the middle of the lane to save my life. And so, after yet another toss into the gutter, I turned around and announced to my parents that…

As the applause began to thunder, they stood up hand-in-hand and took a bow. Becca’s smile was soon radiating throughout the audience. Caleb was the first person on his feet clapping with such fervor that he inspired the entire audience into a standing ovation. Becca was half blind from the bright lights shining in her face, but from where Caleb stood she could see him clearly. Her heart was so full in that moment; she could have stayed right there and been completely happy for the rest of her…

A Mother In Mannville Narrative He has a mother. She left him. What kind of sick person would deprive a child from having a family. It probably wouldn't have been the best family, but it would've been his. While I was still trying to process what Jerry had told me, he spoke. "Did something happen? Are you okay?" His eyes focused on me. "Yes, sorry. I just lost my train of thought," I lied. I, not wanting to continue talking about his mother, quickly changed the subject. "Anyway, I want…

Riding his biked down the dirt road, Justin stopped on the grass near Ernest’s house. Walking over he peeked through a small crack in the fence and watched as Ernest dug in the backyard. I should stop and help him, wonder what is going to bury. Justin wondered. Recalling the trouble he would be in with his parents if he went near Ernest again. “What is he going to bury?” Justin asked as he watched the Ernest through the crack in the fence where a board was missing. “Hey you, what…

“Parker!” Coach Bieman yelled. Corbin Parker was shooting hoops in the school gym, but without much success. Shot after shot, he had the same result: a miss. Clutching the ball tightly, he lined himself up for yet another try. “Parker!” Bieman yelled again. Letting out a short sigh, Corbin jogged over to the sideline. He rested the ball against his side and lowered his gaze to meet Bieman’s stern eyes. “Yeah, Coach?” Bieman was practically fuming. “What was that?” Corbin shifted his weight from…

JOANIE: No. Well, yes. But only because you insisted I be honest with you. *door bell ring* ANNA: Do you think it’s… him? JOANIE: I don’t think it’s the Avon lady. ANNA: Why would he ring the doorbell? JOANIE: Why would he kill so many people? ANNA: No. He wouldn’t ring the doorbell. *door bell rings again* No. I have a good feeling. It’s someone here to help. I know it --- it’s help. Who is it…? *wolf howls* It’s not help. It’s not help… *wolfman knocks on door* ANNA: Freeze! And get ready for…

Prologue “Could you please tell me where you are from again?” “The Island of Udatnosst, your highness,” King Eli Pound repeated, growing agitated at the King of Roch’s inability to neither recognize nor pronounce the name of his kingdom. “Unclench your jaw.” “Cannot you read, sir? I would be willing to spell it. It has a silent D and a guttural O. You have to say it with gruff! Use that large throat of yours and try it with me. Yew at N oooo st.” “Do not insult me, Eli.” “I, as well, am a…