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A vida, intricada e insondável, tece seus fios intricados em meio ao manto do destino. As correntes do pensamento podem oscilar, contudo, a essência da ideologia persiste, como uma sombra implacável, seguindo-nos com os atos e as memórias que nutrimos. Por que, então, este fado inexorável nos abraça?

Megan Mandela was supposed to be a normal person, but ever since High school, she has changed in the worst way possible. She developed the enjoyment of seeing people go mad, suffer, and fall into despair. She likes to play with people’s feelings at her fingertips. She would even go overboard just to achieve what she wanted. In simple terms, she is the WORST. This story is about revenge, love, and drama. contains a small amount of mature content, Domestic violence, NTR, YURI/GL, ~~~*~~~*~~~*~~~ Authors note: Hello~ It's me KUXMETA this would be my 3rd work and this time I really spent my time working on it (Not really). I previously stated that the last two works I've made would be the last works that I'll be making but... I guess I am a hypocrite and can't stay true to my own words. It is because I really like making stories. I love, love stories so much, but some love stories are kind of the same now these days for me. So that is why I wanted to make my own story that is unique to other generic love stories! Anyway thank you for checking out my work, the story is not finished yet, but lots of plans and I'll only be posting chapters every weekend. Lots of love to the people that are interested in my work and that's all!! :D

Forsakens of the Apocalytic world.

a story about an actor who's also a famous celebrity. Tough having all he fame he's still so lonely and needs a friend or a girlfriend in his life. He meets his old best friend's son and they got in touch with each other from that one incident. Over time they realized that they were meant to be and were officially together.

The Endless Heavens are teeming with hostile Alien Races. The Kingdom of Mankind has already been torn to shreds and Traitors are burning the rest. The Chaotic Era has begun and Opportunities rise from all corners as forces that transcend Ancient and Modern Times reappear in the world. There is no lack of beautiful women or heaven defying geniuses, only those who can survive this meat grinder can be counted. But Han Xuanyuan is not a Survivor, he's a Dominator. Before his Willpower, this Starry Sky must shatter and the Gods are suppressed! The kingdom building is epic, the characters are majestic, and the fights are glorious. Stick around for a good time!

Nina Watson is the school's nerd with the darkest secret. Everything seems fine on the outside like it always does but behind the curtains, a whole other world is displayed. A world filled with uncivil words, strong punches, dangerous drugs, bitter liquor, big secrets, and a little bit of love. When Anthony Martinez helps her in front of the whole school, their faiths get intertwined. Nina, as the shy and innocent girl she is, tries to fight off his charm, but he's good; really good. No matter how badly she tries to ignore him and push him away, he always comes bouncing right back with his naughty smirk. Not only will this meeting affect Nina and Anthony, but reveal a dust-covered family war, there soon needs to come to an end to save Nina from her own demons.

This story is about a girl who like to live in her own world after a lot of downfall she wanted to go on a vacation to take a break from this So she decided to go mountain side where she met a horse which lead her to the happiness .

Her sins are countless… and her end is close. In her pocket, she carries death itself. Perhaps my killer isn’t obsessed with death at all… Perhaps she’s only searching for a reason to stay alive.

Early around the beginning of existence a group of individuals who each specialized in a specific aspect were cursed with endless reincarnation that would force them to reincarnate after each death and have everything from their previous life carried over to the next one. One of those people soon became a monster who slaughtered their foes enjoying killing and were insane and a madman. A thousand generations later the speed one was faster than light sound and as fast as teleportation the reflexes one was able to react just as fast as the speed person. A trillion years after the curse began the healer was able to overcome death they could be decapitated and still recover they could recover from death could heal in wide range. These people kept improving their aspects. The madman was still killing his insanity was unhinged and he was basically heartless emotionless lacking in humanity. The blacksmith enchanter alchemist were working against each other hired for wars to build and clash against one another in building. Forty trillion years later the other warriors and fighters set out to deal with their insane fellow cursed warrior. They beat their insane fellow cursed companion and trained together. Four hundred trillion years later on the new world known as Earth. The intelligent among the cursed individuals figured out the loophole in the curse. They used their intelligence to make fortunes and endless wealth that they then used to pay the alchemist the blacksmith the enchanter as well as the other builders to create weapons that could be used to kill the other cursed individuals and armor to protect against them.

Narrowing my eyes I pull one of my arms from its perch and wrap it around the neck of the guard, making him cut himself off with a choked gurgle and slam painfully against the bars. The newbie jumps in surprise before shakily aiming his sword at me. Reaching for the sword that sat on the restrained guards hip I pulled it out and stabbed him through the back. I loosen my grip and he falls to the ground in a lifeless heap. The other nearly drops his sword in fear and I crouch down to grab the dead guards key ring. Using it to unlock the cell, I push open the door. The newbie takes it as an opportunity to attempt to swing at me. I use the flat side of my hand to knock the sword from his grip and faster than he can react, I pin him against the wall, the sword pressed flush against his neck. ”Please, please don't kill me, ” he pleads. I just press the sword harder against him. ”Let this be a lesson to you and the rest of your gods-forsaken court. Don't underestimate me.” I let this ring in his mind before swiftly slicing through his neck. Pulling at the blade, the new guys head falls to the side and his body slides down the wall. Stepping away I lift the blade slowly to the opposite side of my head before swiftly bringing it down again. The blood coating it splattered on the dirt floor and the brick wall. Lightning strikes again, this time illuminating half my body and leaving the other side shrouded in darkness, making me look like something from the purge. I begin to walk down the hall, slowly and purposefully. I'm coming Bri.