difference in bourbon and whiskey

Yana,20 y.o, is a man who really questions about the world's system. why do you praise a genius? a prodigy? why do you ignore a hard worker? Is an obvious result by a genius more attractive than a barely visible result by a hard worker? Why? He can't understand that. He lives his life by helping a hard worker person. Until one day, an existence that is called "god" appears before him and ask his help to win his "game" in another world. what will he do? this is the story about Yana's journey.

The hottest man I’ve ever seen is now my new boss— and I’m stuck in a house with him… Until one of us cracks. I’ve got debt—yeah, I know, so does everyone else on Planet Earth. But the bills I’m paying keep my dad and my grandma alive. So it’s pretty messed-up for Timofey Viktorov to use them as a threat to keep me under control. Not that he cares. As a billionaire CEO, he takes no prisoners in the boardroom. And as the don of the Viktorov Bratva, he takes no prisoners in real life, either. Which is why he has no qualms about extorting me into taking his deal. Live in my mansion… Care for my baby… Or suffer the consequences. But he’s not the only one with an agenda. Timofey has skeletons in his closet—and I’m determined to dig them out. He’s just as determined to keep me far away from the secrets of his past. The longer I’m in his house, the tenser things get. Every time we brush past each other in the hallway, something sparks. Every time we cross paths in the night, the ice grows thinner. Sooner or later, it’s going to crack.

Kevin is a 38 year old adult male. At a mature age, he has not found a mate. Until now no one has been able to make his heart feel in love with a woman. Until one day he accidentally met a young girl who was 19 years old. An annoying encounter for Kevin.  The girl's name is Kayla, her profession as a cafe singer. That's where Kevin started to feel a strange flutter, which he had never felt before. And when Kayla started to fall in love with someone, her love was betrayed. Until it traumatized him to start a relationship. Will Kayla be able to fall in love with someone again?

Hutch has finally reached his goal! Victory is within reach! The King, the monster, Casimir Salvador is on his knees, when the sound of shattering glass, echoes through the throne room. Swept away by a torrent, Jules ‘Hutch’ Hutchinson, finds himself back on Earth, where it is 2005, and he is 17 again. As he struggles with his new reality, 20 years younger than he ought to be, he is quick to realize that he had no way of getting back to where he wants to be. The amulet, Casimir shattered, lies in pieces, and he has no idea how to fix it. Desperate to find his way back to Illimev, to his beloved Kahlala, Hutch risks contacting the man, who he once believed was his friend, years before they became enemies. Can Casimir be trusted? Who is the real villain and who is the true friend? The difference between Monsters and Kings is the perspective of those who witness their deeds. Discover the world of Illimev as we follow Hutch’s journey from the moment he arrived in the alien world, to the moment he was sent back, while following his life on earth as he discovers the road to finding his way back home.

Running from her past has become second nature to Carrigan. She has been on the move for four years, running from the ghost that haunts her dreams—a constant reminder to her every day. She settles in South Carolina with the people in her life knowing very little about her. When she feels the need to run again soon, she meets Royce. Royce is fighting his own demons, too. After the death of his sister, he spends every waking moment working on the app that she fought so hard to develop. He found little enjoyment in life until he met Carrigan. When the two meet, will the secrets from their past burden their daily lives and have them on edge, or is there a happy ending in their future? Or was it just meant to be a whiskey kind of love? *** “You can trust me, Carrigan,” Royce whispers against my lips. I inhale sharply, my heart pounding. “I know I can.” Whiskey Kind of Love is created by Nickey Siegerman, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"No one will ever love you, do you think you deserve love? no you don't..." "I love you, and I'm not ashamed to say it .." "The truth is... everyone deserves love..." love, that mystical force that binds bodies today... love, that sensational feeling...that language that everyone knows...well I don't think I deserve it...at least not ever... That was until I took a cup of this intoxicating black whiskey...Grey Hampton

Same Difference - By Kgali Claire Mmuoe Clara I was once told;every season has a reason , nothing lasts forever ,the sun always follows the rain, and if things don't work out the way you want them to... They will work out the way the universe intended . If what I just said was true; why the hell am I in pain every time I go to sleep? Not physically though but emotionally. I try to forget the day I fought with Brent but I can't... The day burns at the back of my memory . Hell maybe I should just take him back and tell him ;let's give it another try .There has to be a perfect reasonable explanation for what we are going through... We can try again. KC MMUOE

Saat perbedaan keyakinan menjadi hambatan dalam hubungan yang sudah 5 tahun berjalan. Pengorbananpun harus di lakukan, berkorban untuk melepaskannya atau tetap memperjuangkannya. Disaat aku ingin memperjuangkannya, kenyataan baru muncul. Kenyataan yang membuatku tercengang dan bahkan tak bisa bergerak. Aku terperangkat dalam takdir ini, takdir yang sudah tuhan gariskan. Percy Jonshon

She was so innocent and then she stole hwe whiskey.

13 Individuals find themselves deposited in a world not their own with no warning or preparation. They are forced to discover the laws of nature in this new world without any assistance. Finding themselves with no other options they work together to build a new society and prepare for any danger lurking in the world around them. What they fail to consider is that the danger may not come from outside of their group, but instead rather from the inside.