amy and ian

She's a rare beauty. Not just a rare beauty but a beauty with brains. Gianna thrives in the art of healing. Gianna lives with her father Hilton Kent and his wife Alvilda . Her mother was a heartless princess who married another man abandoning her lover and daughter without second thought - or so she has always been told. Hilton and Alvilda don't like Gianna asking questions about her mother; albeit for different reasons. In fact, Alvilda doesn't seem to like anything about Gianna; she's far more hardworking and smarter than her own son. Having been recruited as a castle healer; Hilton's greatest fear is that Gianna will discover the truth about her mother as she works in the castle as a healer. Gianna is a free spirit; until she's set to marry an earl; how would she cope with being imprisoned in a gated manor all in the name of marriage with no one heeding her distress call for freedom? ****** The man had surely changed. Hilton Kent had changed and not for the better but for the Worse! Hera had known him and served him for years but now he had broken her trust into smithereens. As the old saying goes; if you want to keep a secret you MUST also hide it from yourself Lies and secrets; they are like a fatal disease. They eat away what is good and leave only destruction. Having been betrayed by her father, Gianna is reluctant to love anyone again. She turns cold. But her iciness lasts only until she meets the annoying but handsome Prince Ian who melts the ice covering her forlorn heart His touch sets her body aflame, but she's married. Things get difficult as Gianna must make a choice between giving in to her desires or respecting her marriage to protect her family in extension . Or would she risk falling in love at the expense of her family's safety?

"You're back!" Elara sprang from the wooden bench near the door as her brother stepped inside, bruised and bleeding. "Caelum, what happened this time?" she gasped, rushing to his side. Caelum Solis, a lean young man with tousled brown hair and piercing blue eyes, winced as he slumped into a chair. "Nothing new. Just a couple of thugs who wanted my coin more than I did," he muttered. They lived alone—just the two of them. He was all she had left, and she was the reason he kept going. Though he’d trained enough to pass the Guild’s physicals, his damaged mana core had left him stranded at F-rank, doing odd jobs no real adventurer wanted. Finding lost pets. Cleaning stables. Picking herbs. Barely scraping by. Elara, though gifted, suffered from a mana sickness that slowly stole her sight. Her treatment was expensive, and Caelum pushed himself to the brink just to afford the basics. Still, it was never enough. That night, as he tucked her into bed, he whispered, “Tomorrow, I’ll change everything.” --- At the edge of a newly discovered dungeon, Caelum stood behind a party of stronger adventurers. They snickered. “Dead weight’s here,” one said under his breath. He ignored them. He always did. Darius Flint, the B-ranked leader, raised a hand. “Standard sweep. It’s marked D-rank, but stay alert.” They entered the cave-like dungeon, and at first, everything was simple. Feral goblins. Weak beasts. The team barely broke a sweat. Caelum trailed behind, hauling gear. Only one person treated him kindly—Arianne Vale, a C-ranked healer with silver hair and a sharp tongue for bullies. Hours passed. Then the dungeon began to tremble. “Is it collapsing?” someone asked. “No... it’s shifting,” Darius muttered. “Stay close.” Then came the roar—deep, guttural, wrong. Darius's face paled. “Retreat! Everyone fall back!” But the floor gave way. They dropped into a massive chamber ringed with statues holding weapons. In the center, blazing with living fire, was the Pyroclasm—a beast of flame and fury. People panicked. Two adventurers made a break for the exit and were instantly decapitated by the animated statues. “Form a circle!” Darius barked, but chaos had already taken hold. A statue lunged. Caelum grabbed Arianne and dove aside. “Behind us!” he shouted. Adventurers were being cut down left and right. Desperate, Caelum yelled, “Run toward the Pyroclasm!” “Are you insane?” someone cried. “We’ll die either way!” Dragging Arianne, he sprinted forward. The Pyroclasm shrieked and surged toward him—then vanished into him. Caelum screamed as fire tore through his veins. His body writhed, burning... then exploded in a shockwave. The statues faltered. “Flame adaptation: mastered.” He rose. Flames clung to him like armor. Statues charged. He raised his hand—and fire answered. Explosions. Destruction. “Golems destroyed. Leveling up.” As silence fell, he collapsed, still smoldering. “Heal him!” Darius shouted. Arianne was already by his side.

Ian Clifford was the forgotten child of a powerful family—a boy raised in silence, overshadowed by success and stifled by expectation. When a terminal diagnosis shatters the life already slipping through his fingers, Ian makes one final choice: to leave. Not to escape death, but to finally find life—real life—in a place where he might truly be seen. In the quiet village of Willowmere, Ian stumbles into a world of gardens, laughter, and unexpected belonging. A family that welcomes him without question. Children who offer unguarded affection. And moments of simplicity that begin to stitch him back together. But time is not kind. As his condition worsens, Ian doesn’t fight to stay—he prepares to let go. What follows is a deeply emotional journey of forgiveness, reconnection, and grace, as the Clifford family—fractured by guilt—comes to understand the boy they never truly knew. The Quiet Sky is a tender, emotionally charged story about what it means to live when time is limited, to be loved when you least expect it, and to say farewell with both heartbreak and hope. Through letters, memories, and the legacy of a single quiet soul, Ian’s story lingers—soft as breath, and strong as the wind.

Goodbye Amy tells the story of a young teacher who gets a first hand on the wrath of Amy. Will she keep her composure or will she go completely mad just like the rest of Amy and her victims.

Chapter 21 Nate Hughes Driving into the compound after what seems like forever, I groan angrily when I spot my mom's car at the parking lot. Fuck! Why didn't give her an excuse not to come here? I should've told her that I went on a business meeting. "Shut it, Nate! As if you don't know she would spend hours waiting for you if she needs to," My subconscious mind remind me of the kind of desperate woman my mom is. Well, I think she's eventually going to kill me before my time. Stepping out of the car, I walk over to the entrance door, and take a deep breath before I push the door open. I almost jump out of my skin when I walk into the living room and find Janice with mom. Fucking shit! She didn't mention that she came with this bitch. Now I have to keep up with the two. "Nate, you're here?" She beams excitedly and stands up to her feet as soon as I walk in, but I ignore her and walks over to sit on the couch tiredly. I left the things I bought inside the car. I'll go get them later. "Good morning, mom. What do I owe this visit, please?" I know this may sound rude, but I just want to piss her off so she will leave angrily, but not that it'll ever happen anyway. She's going to end up beating me later if I try to mess with her. Yes, my mom still beats me at this age, because she believes that I'm still a baby. Correction, her baby! "Where are your manners, Nate?" She glare hard at me with anger written all over her, and I need no one to tell me that things are about to go south, so I better behave myself. "I'm sorry, mom. But this is not fair. Why would you bring her to my house without informing me first?" I complain, but she just rolls her eyes. "Is she biting you as she is here now?" She asks, and I sigh briefly. I should've expected that. My mom's strictness is on another level, unlike dad that doesn't give a damn about whichever way I choose to live my life. I miss that man so much, and I can't just wait for him to be back from his trip. No, we're not living together, but if he's around, mom won't be able to come here often. "Mom, I'm exhausted, and need to get some rest now. I'll call Ariel to make you something to eat. I'll be in my room now," I say to her after I stand up from the couch, and glance over to Janice who's just sitting there with a sad expression on her face. If it was then, I would be so broken to see her in this condition, but not anymore. I can't believe she's the same woman I used to be so in love with back then. It was never my fault that things had to turn out this way, but she fucking betrayed me. How could she be having an affair with my best friend? That's the most disgusting ever. If it were to be someone else, I wouldn't have been so pissed, but my best friend? Hell nah! There's no way I'm ever going to have anything to do with her, ever again. "Sit there, Nate. I want to discuss something with you," She says to me coldly, and I sigh as I throw myself back to the couch, waiting for her to maybe insult me, or rant as always. I don't mean disrespect, but trust me, you'll feel frustrated and depressed if you were in my shoes. "What happened between you and Janice?" Her question awakens the memories I have buried in my heart for so long. When it happened, I kept it to myself because I didn't want mom or anyone else to know about it. "Nothing, mom. I'm not just interested in being her boyfriend anymore. I'm done with her," I can see the pain in her eyes as I say those words to mom, but fuck her! I don't give a damn about how she feels so she better fuck off. "You can't say that, Nate. You told me you love her..." "I loved her, but not anymore, mom. I don't want her anymore..." "That's a joke, Nate. You can't do that. You're going to marry Janice, and that's it!" Mom springs up to her and yell at me. I bite my bottom lip, trying to control the anger that keep trying to consume me.

What makes human tick?, what drives us? What makes us do what we do? Lie, steal, kill I have always asked these questions doesn’t mean I’ll get them answered. My name is Amy Black, at least my birth name, I have been called many things indifferent languages, not that am saying that I don’t deserve it cause lord sure knows I do, but I wasn’t always like this or maybe I was? I don’t really know, but for you to understand and come to your conclusion( not that it matters) I’ll tell you a story, my story from the beginning, from when I was born.

Amy was a 13 year old girl who was killed by two kids who constantly bullied her in school because of her skin condition known as Vigilato, and because they were jealous by the fact that Amy was a popular girl, known in school as having the best parties. Years after Amy's death, she came back to haunt the kids who killed her, and made their lives worse, by making them feel the emotional and mental pains she felt when she was alive. As payback Amy will do anything to drive her bullies insane, causing them to go mad.

Amy was a 13 year old girl who was killed by two kids who constantly bullied her in school because of her skin condition known as Vigilato, and because they were jealous by the fact that Amy was a popular girl, known in school as having the best parties. Years after Amy's death, she came back to haunt the kids who killed her, and made their lives worse, by making them feel the emotional and mental pains she felt when she was alive. As payback Amy will do anything to drive her bullies insane, causing them to go mad. Wattpad @dariusclayton7 Insta @iamdariusclayton

Russell has to cope with the horrific events of his Family. But when he finds out the impossible, he wants to Revenge and he will have a way of getting it.

Fu Shinian, an extra character in the original book, awakens to find that her whole family are the vicious villains in the story. Her father, unable to establish relations with the Marquis Changping's residence, is demoted and exiled by the male lead. Her mother is beaten to death on the road to exile, and Aunt Cheng is humiliated to death protecting her chastity. Her elder brother opposes the male lead to win over the female lead and dies saving her. Her elder sister makes life difficult for the female lead, and after their father is exiled, she is divorced by the male lead and sent to a pleasure house. To protect her family and change their tragic fate, isn’t it fair for her to absorb all the male and female leads' fortunes? * [Ding! Male and female leads' fortune -1000, Fu Mansion's fortune +1000] Mr. Fu: "I attended the morning court session, why did His Majesty promote me again!" Madam Fu: "I went to the temple to offer incense, and the master said I was surrounded by a powerful purple aura!" Aunt Cheng: "How did the Cheng Family suddenly become the imperial merchants!" Elder Brother: "It seems like I suddenly have gained intelligence, I know all the exam questions!" Elder Sister: "How come right after I broke off the engagement, Little General Gu came to propose?" * The Marquis Changping can only live to 25, in two years the title will belong to the male lead? She frantically absorbs the fortunes of the male and female leads to boost the Marquis Changping's fortune! During the plague lockdown, Fu Shinian brings medicine and travels long distances into the city to safeguard his health. He understands the girl's intentions, but he only has two years left to live, how can he drag her down. However, why does his heart ache so much watching her with someone else? Finally, the Marquis Changping forces Fu Shinian into the corner of the study, lowering his head to seek her lips: "Niannian, I was wrong."