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*Excerpt* “I’m not going anywhere.” Sky said cutting him off as she gave him a cold, rage-filled smile. The male also smiled back; his grey eyes filled with delight. “Then I challenge you.” He said. Sky pulled her fans from their belt. “Fine. Dain Caellustria is the witness. I’ll get him and meet you at-” “Why go anywhere?” The male asked conversationally as Sky felt air moving above her head. She jumped to her right as a blade of air slammed into the ground. She dodged again as a yellow gray bolt of air flew at her. Left, right, back, down, over, she moved. She knew she couldn’t keep this up though. Unfurling her fans, she ran at him, dodging as she closed the distance. A big, blue-gray cloud appeared in her path and seeing it, Sky hesitated a second too long. One of the smaller darts bit into her left side. She was too angry to feel it, even though it tore deep into her flesh. The cloud started moving for her. As quickly as she could, she spoke the words for the magic shield spell. It exploded into being around her just in time. The cloud hit it and a violent wave of magical energy ricocheted back at the male. He doubled over as it slammed him into the wall. This was her chance! Sky surged forward breaking her shield spell and sliced at him with her fans. He grinned and spun, a sword flashing into existence in his hand. Hastily, Sky twisted to the side. The male’s thrust went past her. He swung sideways at her. Sky blocked with her right fan while she struck for his neck with her left. She felt a pop in her right wrist as the male jerked back out of her reach. Spinning forward with her fan blades out, Sky pressed him back. She kept up a furious string of attacks but everyone she made he countered at the last second. Then she realized it. He was toying with her. Seeing the expression on her face change, the male smiled and began attacking in earnest. It was all Sky could do to block. As she spun to the left to avoid his sword, a dagger that she hadn’t seen traced fire down her back as it cut her deeply. Sky staggered panting as she tried to catch her breath. “You know, you’re pretty good.” The male jeered. Sky looked at him. He was smiling again but it didn’t reach his eyes. They looked like death. “You’re just no match for me...

...There was a moment of silence between us. After a while I broke it, "Okay, so Mr.Crazy, what makes you think that if you break up with Chiamaka, I'll date you?" "You feel the same way about me", he said inching closer. "What?" I asked my heart rate accelerating. "Don't you?" He asked. My breathing increased. His face was now less than an inch from mine. He tilted my head up a bit and I drew in a breath knowing what was coming. Before I could properly process my next line of action, he crashed his lips against mine. I shut my eyes at the feel of his lips against mine. I tried to steady my breath as my heart raced in my chest. I felt the urge to kiss back, and somehow, it felt right at that point... **** When Chiamaka became friends with Alya, the last thing she expected was for her boyfriend, Ifeanyi, to rekindle the suppressed feelings he once had for her new best friend. Alya, a pessimist in the making, who lacks interest in a majority of things happening around her never expected her last year in highschool to be any different from the rest of her years in school. In simple words, she expected NOTHING to happen. But life doesn't always work out as planned as she has to deal with a terrible slip of a long time secret, a crazy best friend and a crush she's not so sure of coupled with a sudden uninvited guest. Could she have been wrong to imagine her final year in highschool passing JUST LIKE THAT.

[WARNING!! THIS NOVEL CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND WORDS THAT SOME VIEWERS MAY FIND UPSETTING. VIEWERS DESCRETION IS ADVISED] Glen and Charlotte were two best friends who fell in love with a trashy, self centered, rich and womanizing man, they knew what they were getting themselves into, but they blindly indulged in a pointless relationship with the handsome young man who was just there for the pleasure. Charlotte died after birthing the child she had in her short relationship with Henry, he traveled shortly after she tried to impose the responsibility of her child on him. Glen was now the only one left with to care for the remnants of Charlotte, but then Henry returned to claim the child and Glen was not ready to give up Charlotte’s child.

Roset only planned a short holiday abroad. But when bombs destroy her homeland overnight, she becomes a refugee in a country that is not her own, grieving, lost, and with no family left. The government offers her one impossible choice: enter a program that matches refugees with citizens seeking wives, move to a remote town, and help rebuild the future… or face a life of uncertainty and exile. Her new husband, Hino, is kind but a stranger. Their marriage begins as survival but slowly, through shared meals, quiet traditions, and the birth of their daughter, something deeper begins to grow. Just as Roset begins to believe she has found a new home, a single message shatters her world again: her brother, thought to be dead, is alive. Bringing him into her fragile new family means confronting old grief, new bonds, and the challenge of blending the past with the future she is building. From the ruins of loss to the quiet peace of a rural life, this is a story of resilience, love born from necessity, and the family you create when the world takes everything away. What does it mean to start over when your past still lingers and can a heart scarred by loss truly learn to feel whole again?

What if you had the power to manipulate dreams into reality? Where would your limits lie?

A first or second draft of a tale of fugitives from the future. Two vigilantes are tasked with fixing the spacetime continuum, when no one else could.