This was always happening to her. But Kat came from a wealthy and well-connected family. Her last roommate was expelled. Linda didn't want any more problems. 

"I want to get into my room." Lina said, trying to not be a push over.

"Kat, who the hell is it? Tell them to go away," a man's rough voice called from inside.

Kat smiled maliciously. 

"It's no one," she called over her shoulder.

She turned back to Lida and quirked a perfectly waxed eyebrow. The woman was evil. 

"Your room, huh. Since you don't feel like sharing, neither do I. Tonight it's my room, you freaky eyed bitch."

The door slammed in her face, the bolts being slid closed sounding few seconds later. Lina turned away. She didn't know why she tried. It always ended with the name calling and the door in her face. And the names were nothing but the truth. She knew she was fat so what?

Kat was going to have to get it. Counting tonight, she would sleep in her studio for the fourth night in a row. At least she had planned ahead and started leaving a blanket and pillow in there and a bag of clothes. She might as well invest in a small futon too since it happen so often. Calling out on Kat was not an option since they girl was so powerful.

She turned and went back down the hallway the way she had come.

Outside, she decided once and for all that the campus was absolutely creepy at midnight. The streetlights above the sidewalks only seemed to light a small pool of ground beneath them that left the area between even darker. It usually wouldn't bother her, but there was something about the full moon and the eerie stillness in the air that seemed wrong.

She was by the men's dorm rooms on her way to the Creative Arts building when she saw a figure walking towards her from the direction of the front gates leading onto campus. It was an impossibly tall, massively broad-shouldered figure, even with the fast-closing distance separating them. It seemed to fade in and out of the moonlit darkness with the lights.

Everything about him was terrifying, a large muscular build dress in black. Even his hair was black and fell in loose waves so that it just brushed his shoulders. It wasn't until he was at the next streetlight away that she saw the glint of silver necklaces, piercings, bracelets, and chains. And a large black ink tattoo.

He stood in front of her. She hadn't even realized she had stopped to watch his predatorial walk. And one word circled in her head blood.

"Yezi... Yezi?" Xiao Yaojing was reading the gossip news on her phone and chatting with Ye Yuwei, but when she sensed that Ye Yuwei was silent for too long, she called her name.
Abruptly, Ye Yuwei regained her focus and retracted her hand from her neck. "I guess something very unfortunate must have happened for Gu Juexi to buy it."
"Mr. Gu believes that nonsense because he cares about you," Xiao Yaojing laughed out loud and continued reading the news.
"Our school and the financial segment have released news about Gu Juexi's speech tomorrow. 'Business Genius', 'Industrial Rising Star'... Pfft, can't they come up with more creative nicknames for him?" Xiao Yaojing looked at Gu Juexi's photo as she scrolled the news website.
She had to admit that the man was handsome.
But no one was as good-looking than her man.
"R University has made a name for itself again this time. The speech that Gu Juexi gave at B University in A City a decade ago, that was his last speech on stage, wasn't it?" Xiao Yaojing asked.
Ye Yuwei nodded. Gu Juexi told her that the speech at B University was purely a favor for a leader, otherwise he wouldn't have done it.
This time however, Mr. Gu had declared that it was a special speech exclusively for her.
R University Centennial Celebration. 
Outstanding students from all over the country received invitations. This time, Mrs. Gu's name was on Mr. Gu's invitation card.
Gu Juexi drove to the university with Ye Yuwei and their children while PA Wen and Xiao Yaojing departed from their house.
This time, Gu Juexi parked his car at the Zhengdong Gate of R University. A group of leaders and heads of departments were waiting at the gate.
Gu Juexi opened the door and exited from the car. His eyes narrowed at the dazzling morning sunlight.
"Mr. Gu." The dean hurriedly ran forward and offered his hand.
Gu Juexi nodded lightly, shook the dean's hand and turned around to carry his daughter who was slowly coming out of the car.
Ye Yuwei took her son and got down from the other side of the car. The mother and son exchanged glances and decided they would rather go in quietly.
"Miss Ye," the Dean of the School of Economics greeted Ye Yuwei.
Ye Yuwei nodded politely and said to Gu Juexi, "I'll take Xicheng for a walk around the campus."
Gu Juexi was surrounded by the school leaders, so he had no objection.
Ye Yuwei took her son's hand and walked into the campus. Today, it was extraordinarily lively with coloured banners decorating the campus. Groups of alumni were gathering around chatting loudly and happily. There was a festive atmosphere everywhere.
"Mommy, is this where you went to college?" His hand in his mommy's, Ye Xicheng looked around curiously and asked.
"Yes, this is my college." Ye Yuwei felt genuine warmth when she looked at her school that hadn't changed. "You can come here too in the future."
"But, Mommy, I want to be a soldier like Uncle Yu," Ye Xicheng looked up at his mom and said seriously.
Uncle Yu had once told him that Daddy had his regrets that he couldn't redeem in this life. He had witnessed how his father treated the disabled uncle, so he was inspired to be a soldier.
He wanted to—make up for his regret.
His remark caught Ye Yuwei by surprise. She paused and looked down at her son.
What did he say?
Did he want to be a soldier?
"Xicheng, do you know what you are talking about?" Ye Yuwei asked in disbelief. Her son had dropped a bombshell with his decision. 
Ye Xicheng nodded, his expression earnest and serious. "Mommy, I know what I'm talking about and I will take responsibility for what I say. Uncle Yu said that when I grow bigger, I can participate in the selection of the youth class. I will have the chance to be the most powerful fighter, a greater fighter than Daddy."


He was the powerful and influencing heir of B City, the merciless head of the commercial world, but the divorce papers made him lose his cool. 
“Sign the divorce papers, daddy,” said the 5-year-old boy. 
This man had the divorce papers thrown in his face by his wife six years ago, and was now being pushed by his own son to sign the papers. 
“That would make you a single-parent child,” said Gu Juexi coldly. 
“Mommy said unicorns don’t exist but men like you do,” the boy leered at his father and said. 
Gu Juexi’s face fell. ‘That damned woman.’
“You haven’t signed the papers,” the boy reminded as the man left. As usual, the door shut in his face. 
Good lord… Dad and mom are not getting a divorce and are giving him a baby brother? How worrying!

Emma was delighted to see the progress of her students. The midterm summer test they took showed a significant improvement in their test scores.

She was almost certain that they would be able to transfer to Class B. Even though they had not succeeded to enter Class A, as planned, upgrading from Class F to Class B would already be quite an accomplishment that their parents would be proud of.

At least, their parents and teachers could see that they were working hard and were now enjoying the results. What's more, their efforts would inspire other students, that even though they had been labeled as rowdy and dumb, they could still change and improve themselves.

Time went by so fast, and it was already the end of July. Emma was very busy both with her own courses, tutoring her students, and finding the right gift for Haoran's birthday.

She knew Haoran had everything, except his mother. However, his mother was far away in China. The distance was too far for Emma to fly there and bring Haoran and his mother together. 

For the past few days, she was actually curious to know if she might have the power of teleportation. 
After casually trying to exert all her mind to teleport and imagine herself being in another place to no avail, finally, the girl was convinced that she really didn't have such power and could only laugh at her own foolishness.

She was too ambitious to bring Haoran and his mother together that she was thinking of nonsense. She should have known, she already had six powers, all of which she inherited from her parents. Like Arreya, she could control lightning, water, fire, wind, and mind. While from her father, Kaoshin, she inherited the power to control plants.

She suddenly felt greedy and embarrassed for wanting another power. What she had now was far beyond normal for Akkadian standards. From the talk between her father and mother in the past, Emma learned that Arreya was once thought of as the princess that was promised from an old Akkadian legend because she had so many powers.

Only a few people in Akkadia were born with magical abilities, and these people mostly only had one power, just like Kaoshin. Arreya was really special because not only was she a princess, she also had several dominant powers from birth.

Sometimes, it was hard to believe that Arreya had so many offensive powers when Emma pictured her beautiful and elegant mother. She had realized how strong her mother actually was after she learned to control her powers as days go by. 

It had been more than a month after Emma got her powers back. She had gotten so used to using them without much effort to practice. Everything just felt so natural to Emma. She was grateful for her powers, but sometimes she did wish she could teleport. Emma laughed to herself, every time she was thinking about it.

Hmm ... alright. She must be creative and look for another birthday gift for the 19-year-old man who had everything, as she knew she couldn't give Haoran his mother. She must be creative and think of other gifts.

***

[Happy birthday Haoran]

Haoran smiled when he woke up to find an SMS from Emma.

What a caring girlfriend, thought the young man to himself. He felt so lucky! Emma became the first person to congratulate him. 

Actually, he went to sleep the night before with a hint of resentment because he was thinking about how he would have to have lunch with his father on his birthday and pretend to be nice to him. The resentment instantly disappeared when he read Emma's message.

His lips smiled, and his mood became very good. He immediately reminded himself again that he had to endure it for his sake and Emma's. They had so many plans together. Now, his intention to control his father's property and business was no longer just to get rid of his father and get revenge, but also for Emma.

If Haoran had the Lee family's power and wealth in his hands, he would be able to do anything to help Emma find her father and mother. He would even be able to control SpaceLab and try any means to bring Emma to the moon and trace her parents.

[Thank you. I'll pick you up after my lunch appointment with my father, okay.]

He quickly wrote a reply to Emma. He had promised to invite her out on a date, and it felt like his birthday was the best moment to do it.

[Will you pick me up at home or NTU? I have a course until 3:00 pm.] Emma replied.

[I will come to NTU. We are going for a picnic.]

[Ah, okay. Sounds nice!]

[See you later!]

Haoran put away his cellphone with a radiant face and immediately took a shower to go to school. His summer semester class would start at 8 am.

***

Emma's mood had been really nice all day, just like Haoran's. Finally, she found the best birthday present for Haoran. She could not wait to finish her class and wait for Haoran to pick her up.

At exactly 3 pm, as soon as the Programming class ended, an SMS came from Haoran, which made Emma's face beamed with a smile.

[I'm waiting at the gate.]

The girl hurriedly packed all her books and laptop in her bag and ran out the door. If only there were no other people around, the girl would have rushed and fly to get to the gate faster.

As soon as she arrived in front of the gate, Emma saw Haoran's white Porsche waiting for her. She calmed her breathing and then subconsciously let down her hair. Usually, for practical purposes, she would fashion her hair up into a cute bun, but now she deliberately let her beautiful hair down to her waist.

When Emma walked, her platinum-colored hair swayed lightly and very gracefully, attracting the attention of everyone in the campus gate area. Before, she always tried not to attract attention by looking simple and also come and go very quickly.

However, her action just now, when she let her hair down, unintentionally made her stand out. Some men even stood rooted in their place, with their eyes unblinking, as Emma passed.

Haoran immediately got out of his car and opened the passenger door next to the driver for Emma. His face smiled as he whispered to the girl, "You're so beautiful today."

Emma sat in her seat with a blushing face. She involuntarily looked down to hide her blush and smiled to herself. This attitude actually made her look even more adorable.

Haoran was so eager to kiss her on the spot, but he realized that they were still in a public place. With some difficulty, he managed to hold back and quickly sat on the driver's seat. Finally, he could only cough and turn his attention to the steering wheel in front of him. Soon, the Porsche left the campus area and headed for the harbor.

"A man should have a bucket list, don't you think? It'd be nice to see 24 sunsets with you one day." - Haoran Lee

"Do you want to see how I would light up the sky for you?" - Crown Prince Therius

"I will be there till the stars don't shine." - Xion The Time Master

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Emma was resolute in finding them even if it means she had to go to the end of the universe. Will she meet her parents again? Will she find Akkadia? Will her powers bring her friends... or foes? 

Follow Emma's journey as she unravels the mystery surrounding her past and her future, and finds true love in the process.

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　　One hundred, two hundred... Qin Guan counted the bills by spitting on his fingers. My fingers are too dry, I might as well wet them with my spit...Six thousand nine hundred, seven thousand... Seven thousand? Why seven thousand? One hundred, two hundred... It was seven thousand! Qin Guan counted the bills again.
　　It should have been 10,000 yuan. Why did I only get 7,000? He suddenly recalled Sister Xue's expression when she had handed him the envelope. She had looked satisfied to him. Right, she must have felt great about taking 3,000 yuan for handling fees!
　　Several days ago, Qin Guan had generously given Sister Xue 600 yuan. At the time, he had said that it was handling money, but Sister Xue had said it was charity.
　　So 600 yuan was charity, yet 3,000 yuan was not? That exploiting Sister Xue! Crying, Qin Guan fell on his bed. 3,000 yuan were gone! His fate was decided. Forget it. I'll just cry myself to sleep.
　　The new term began in autumn. Cherishing their dreams, young boys and girls stepped onto the campus of the colleges they wanted to attend. The bustling crowd and the parents coming in in great numbers had no influence on Qin Guan, who had been defrauded by his roommates.
　　The day after the competition, his roommates had returned to college, fighting with each other. As an honorable cadre of the Students Union, Ye Dong's priority was looking after his roommates.
　　What should the Students Union do to strengthen the brilliant image of our university and provide freshmen with better services? Please shout with me! Serve the people!
　　At the end of the summer, amid intense heat, Qin Guan was forced by Ye Dong to pick up freshmen from the railway station. It was an honorable, but tedious task.
　　If he had been assigned to guide freshmen around the campus or serve at the reception, Qin Guan wouldn't have complained. Sending him to the Capital Railway Station to pick up freshmen was senior oppression though. Their ulterior motive was to prevent Qin Guan from attracting all the junior female students with his charm. As a result, he was assigned the most time-consuming, painstaking task.
　　Three days before the new term began, there had to be staff at the reception of the railway station 24 hours a day. Several groups of students and tutors were on duty on eight-hour shifts.
　　Qin Guan was in charge of the morning shift, when the workload was the heaviest. He and Wang Lei were in the same group. His eldest brother was fascinated by paperwork.
　　They wore their student uniforms to impress the parents and promote the image of the college, as well as the beauty of the city. This creative idea had been the principal's, who had remembered that a batch of school uniforms had been made. He had asked Secretary Liu to find the uniforms and use them to promote the image of the university.
　　Following the principal's directions, Secretary Liu along with Grandpa Zhang, the inventory keeper, had taken the stock out. The students of the Public Relations Department had almost collapsed under the weight of the uniforms.
　　The fashionable royal blue khaki pants, white long-sleeved shirts and warrior shoes gave off an honorable 1960s vibe.
　　They also wore red scarves on their chests. We love our hometown.
　 As Qin Guan and Wang Lei left their dormitory in their uniforms, Liu Xiaoyang was laughing so hard that he fell on the floor. The two of them reminded him of Xiao Ming and Xiao Hua [1]. Surrounded by the students of the whole dormitory, the two fellow martyrs got on a shuttle bus headed for the Capital Railway Station.
　　Several shuttle buses were carrying freshmen between the college and the railway station. Qin Guan and Wang Lei had been assigned to help the tutors.
　　When they arrived at the reception, the students there were busy with work. The students in charge of guidance were running around sweating, and those holding the poster of the university felt like they would suffer from varicose veins. They let out a relieved sigh when they saw the assistants arrive. We are exhausted from work!
The seniors, who were carrying luggage for younger girls on campus were smiling to themselves. Don't make the same mistake we did. As sophomores, we were exploited by seniors, so now we're playing the same trick on sophomores ourselves. You might think yourself a prince, but we have our own way of defeating you. We'll make you lose points before lovely girls and make a bad first impression. We sure love the principal. That uniform does indeed harm one's appearance!
　　That's what the seniors were thinking, but they were bound to lose all hope when they saw Qin Guan. Reality was cruel, and Qin Guan's appearance was still unbeatable.
Anyone wearing loose pants and a shabby shirt would have been reduced from an eight to a six. However, Qin Guan had upgraded the uniform to an eight. With his long legs and slim waist, Qin Guan was confident about his style. The uniform looked casual on his body.
　　Qin Guan and Wang Lei carried a small table to the square to set up a simple reception desk by the entrance. Some people who had been squatting there stood up and walked over.
　 "Hey, young man. Do you know the rules here?" their leader asked Qin Guan.
　	"What rules?" Qin Guan had no idea what he meant. Is there a new policy in the railway station? Or is there a regulation for picking up freshmen?
　　"All small hotels have their own turf. Understand?"
　　"They seem like green hands. Who sent you here without making sure you knew the rules first?"
　　"You were about to set up a table here. Weren't you afraid you'd be caught by the administrative staff?"
　　"That's it! Go squat over there and learn something useful first..."
　	They had mistaken Qin Guan and Wang Lei for competition. Their uniforms made them look like hotel idlers looking for customers. Qin Guan had failed to notice that about his appearance. Actually, if they had been at the railway station looking for customers, they would have dressed neatly.
　　It was nonsense that beautiful people looked beautiful even in trash bags. People had to pay attention to their looks. The men were trying to persuade them kind-heartedly, when Wang Lei silently took out a large plate with the college's name on it and set it on the table.


Notes
[1] Two fictional characters often appearing in middle school textbooks.



Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

It had been nearly 24 hours since the hostage crisis that gripped the campus. Corinna was in jail awaiting her sentence while Michelle, the brave woman who sustained a gunshot wound in her right arm, was in the hospital recovering from emergency surgery.

Inside Michelle's room, Francesca, Karina, Charissa and I looked on as she slowly opened her eyes. Morning finally dawned on her as she glimpsed on the world around her.

"You're wide awake Michelle," Karina joyfully greeted her daughter. "I'm glad you're all right."

Mother and daughter were the first to embrace at the hospital bed. For Michelle, seeing her mom relieved and ecstatic was totally gratifying.

"Mother, I'm so lucky right now," Michelle commented, her tears flowing from her eyes. 

"So how do you feel?" Karina inquired her daughter.

"Other than my bum right arm, I'm totally okay," Michelle answered soberly. "Although I feel a little nauseous with all the needles on my veins."

"That's okay kid," Karina smilingly assured to Michelle. "Sooner or later you will be out of here. Just get some rest and recover."

"Thank you mother," Michelle concluded. "And to my two best friends in the world..."

Michelle called me out for a hug, with Francesca following suit. 

"...I didn't want to let you down," Michelle said. "But I'm happy you're also safe."

"You too girl," I replied. 

Michelle was blessed to see her closest companions inside her room. Except there were two noticeable absentees.

"Did Ella come in too?" Michelle humbly asked.

"Allow me to call her," I answered promptly. "Just wait."

I hurriedly went out of the room to call Ella. However, she could not answer.

Returning to Michelle's room, I reluctantly delivered the sobering news.

"So what happened?" Michelle inquired.

"Unfortunately I couldn't reach Ella at all," I responded. "Either her cellphone ran out of batteries, or she was at an undisclosed location."

"Oh well," Michelle accepted. "She has a lot of explaining to do once I get discharged."

After Michelle consumed her first meal since the shooting, she lied down and dozed off. For all of us, watching her wake up and smile was the loveliest moment we ever experienced.

Four days later, Michelle was discharged from the hospital and attended Corinna's trial, her right arm still in a sling. As she tried in vain to defend herself, Francesca, Michelle and I truthfully convinced the audience that she was indeed the culprit for taking Francesca hostage.

"It was Corinna who tried to kill me," she admitted to the jury. "The first time she did, I was taken by her mercenaries and assaulted me on the parking lot. Then came last Thursday when Corinna took me hostage."

Francesca openly sobbed as she continued her testimony.

"Corinna deserves punishment for what she did to me. A psychopath like her does not deserve a second chance. And that's the truth. Just look at me now if you want to."

Francesca walked back to her chairs in tears. Michelle and I came out comforting her.

"You should be proud of yourself," Michelle told Francesca. "Sooner or later that Corinna will rot behind bars, and justice will be served."

Moments later, the court judge reached a verdict. They unanimously found Corinna guilty of hostage taking and attempted murder and sentenced her to 16 years in prison.

As soon as the verdict was announced, Francesca, Michelle and I embraced triumphantly. A few tears were shed but other than that we felt at ease with the decision.

Tuesday morning, Michelle and I made our way to school. Because of her injury, Michelle could not drive her car, so Karina decided to take us both to campus.

At practice, she informed her coach that she would be sidelined for a few months due to the severity of her injury. Upon realizing that she would not have her best player on the court, Michelle's coach wept inconsolably.

"How can our team win it all without you?" the coach tearfully said. "This is not going to be easy for us. You're our best player, and now that you're out for a while, which of my players can I turn to next?"

"Coach, don't be so hard on yourself," Michelle advised her. "We have somebody who can fill my shoes for the time being."

Michelle pointed eagerly at her teammate who turned out sharing an uncanny resemblance to me. With chinky eyes, a broad nose and chubby cheeks, she definitely passes as my doppelganger.

"Kyla," Michelle called her out.

Kyla walked towards her and was promptly given a short pep talk.

"You're the second leading scorer on the team last year," Michelle described Kyla. "Now that I'm out for a few weeks, you should take over as leader of the team while my right arm recovers."

"But I'm not ready to lead yet," Kyla unconvincingly said.

"Trust me, you'll grow into it," Michelle positively assured her. "You're already a junior and should have learned a lot from me. Now go out there and show them what you got."

After thinking carefully about it for a few moments, Kyla finally agreed to Michelle's decision.

"I will, dear captain," she proclaimed. "We'll win it all for you."

"Don't worry about me," Michelle concluded. "Just play and do your job."

As the rest of the basketball team opened practice, Michelle and I left the gym and went straight to Ella's condominium. Upon glancing at her injured right arm, Ella felt a sense of shock and worry.

"Michelle what happened?" Ella asked her. "I wasn't aware of it."

"My right arm was shot while trying to save Christine and her friend Francesca from Corinna," Michelle uttered. "But I'm fine now."

"Francesca?" Ella wondered. "I recognized her name somewhere. She was my classmate in history class a few years ago. That was it."

"By the way, where were you when the hostage crisis took place?" Michelle carefully questioned Ella.

"I was at the library diligently studying for a test in economics," Ella responded politely. "My mind was extremely focused on the test that I essentially forgot about you. Sorry if I did not contact you then."

"That's okay," Michelle gratefully accepted Ella's logical explanation. "I appreciate your predicament."

Still waiting for the subsequent class, we engaged in some chess to exercise our creative minds. Then the clock struck 9:30 in the morning, and we promptly walked straight to campus.

Christine, a 22-year-old college student, decides to open a blog and write a story about her tormented past.

As a young child, Christine was constantly abused and mocked by her classmates for her nearsightedness and portly complexion. To make matters worse, she was left to live with her aunt after her mother was assigned to work overseas and her father became too preoccupied in his work as a doctor.

This story is about a young woman's pursuit towards positivity and joy amid these turbulent times. For Christine, all she wants now is to face her fears and overcome them one by one.

I was back infront of my canvas this morning. I like to wear just my overalls when I paint. I usually get messy, so it's practical I guess.

Anthony was still sleeping when I wake up this morning. Owning his own company making him quite flexible in working hours. And he was still working, until quite late last night.

It has been one year since he also took over David's company, with the help of the other partners he was transitioning quite well. He talked to me, about me taking a spot at David's company. But I always get teary eyes whenever Anthony mention him, so he never pushed me further on that.

I can smell the coffee, before I can even see him. He hands me the coffee looking all handsome with his suit.

"Morning my sweets, why didn't you wake me this morning? Are we good about last night?" He kissed my temple, while peeking underneath my overalls and smile form ear to ear.

I take the coffee and drink it. "Thanks for the coffee I haven't drink anything this morning. Sorry, I wake up this morning and quickly put on my overalls and starts painting while I still have my creative vision." I stood up and kissed him.

"...and last night was amazing, I do like it when you're dominant with me. I never knew. But I guess now you know." I was blushing, feeling my nakedness under my overalls.

"I never can get accustomed, seeing you paint in your studio. It too damn sexy Lilian. You always wear almost next to nothing when you paint." He moved behind me and start kissing my back.

"Did you know that I jack off the first time I saw you painting. You were in your sheer white shirt with no bra, showing me your tits and you cross your legs wearing just a black sexy panties." He whispered huskily in my ear nibbling on my neck making me breathless.

"Come have breakfast with me Lilian, Martha had already spread it on the patio." He kissed my bare shoulder. His mark from last night was still visible, and he rubbed it with his fingers. He took one of his shirt and put in on top of my overalls and guide me to the patio.

We talked about our plans for today. I'm going to go to campus in two more hours, and lunch afterwards with Diane then back to class and will be back home around four. He will be working between two offices today and will try to be back home before six but he will text me either way, just to check in on me.

"See you later and remember what's mine and try not to parade them infront of anyone." He started kissing me possessively making me blush.

Damn...I'm wet...

I was out the door two hours later, Bert was driving me to campus and wait for me in the parking lot. I felt bad for him, waiting on me but Anthony insisted.

Diane was sorry and pissed about what happened to me yesterday. "Bitch! I know I should just drag you with me. Are you okay now? That's it I'm never living you alone at night." I just laughed at her.

"D... seriously you sound like Anthony now." We were just finished with our lunch at our usual place, and we suddenly bumped into Jack and his group of friends. We're about to walk away when Jack grabbed my hand.

"Hey Lil, I'm so sorry about your birthday. Can we talk? Privately?" He looked at Diane.

"No can do Jack. She's with a man now. So why don't you run along with your little slut now, and be on your merry way. Follow me Lilian...now!"

Jeez, Diane is on a roll. "Okay momma bear." I laughed and follow her, pacing my steps.

Jack was calling my name but I ignored him. It felt good.

My phone beep and I get giddy right away thinking that it's probably from Anthony.

Afternoon my Lilian, have you had lunch already? Where are you and who are you with? I called Bert already, thanks for sticking up with him sweets. I just need to know that you're good. Miss you-Anthony.

I reply to his message instantly.

I'm with Diane we just had lunch near campus and on our back back to class. I'm very good Anthony. We met Jack there but Diane swore him off from my vicinity. So we're good. She's such a momma bear. Miss you more-Lilian

We're in class so switch off my phone. Diane was eyeing me with my phone earlier, she's commenting that I look different like I was really happy. I smiled at her, saying that I really am.

I invited Diane for a dipped in the pool, and she said yes so we set out to my home for a girl's afternoon by the pool.

Bert was already waiting in the parking lot so we went home right away. "Thanks for the lift Bert. Sorry for making you wait so long." I wave goodbye at him, as he took the car to the garage.

We slipped to our bikini, and take a few laps around the pool. And finished off by lounging and talking about boys, with Diane's famous margarita mix.

We were drunk, talking about Anthony, when his text came.

Hello Lilian...what are you doing? I know you're already home I called Bert earlier. He said you got Diane with you. I will be late maybe around seven. Why don't you get Diane accompany you for dinner? Tell Martha to set something, or maybe you can order in if you want something else. Miss u-Anthony.

I show Diane his text.

"Woah you're right he's demanding and a bit controlling. But that can be very sexy in the bedroom. Momma bear approved! Nice one Lilian." We giggled.

And I started writing him back while my fingers seem to loose it's coordination. But still E for Effort.

I'm lougng by te pooll wit Diane. She's makng her famos margrita mix. She cn't stay for dinnr Brad's pickng her up fr dinnr in an our. But I'll wait fr you if yu want to hav diner with me? Thik too mch margarit in my systm. Misu-Lilian

"Bitch! typos everywhere, I better change now get ready for Brad now that you reminded me in your text." She slurred her words at me. The She opened her phone.

"Shit! He's on his way...I better hurry." Brad arrived twenty minutes later. We said goodbye until tomorrow at art class.

I was still wearing my bikini under my sheer cover, trying to make coffee to sober up, before Anthony get back.

"I need to have coffee, then shower and wait till Anthony get back." I was talking to my self, still a bit tipsy.

"Why is this thing keep on moving. I need to tell Anthony to fix this thingy. Shit! Oh I'll just have ice coffee or maybe some Baileys?" I was moving around the kitchen looking for snacks when I bumped into a wall.

"When did Anthony put a wall in the kitchen? What the... Anthony! I've miss U!" I slumped my arms to his shoulder. "You smell so good...I've been thinking about you all day."

"Lilian, let me guess. Horny drunk?" Anthony was laughing now, but didn't let me go.

"Love your bikini sweets, you want to take that shower first with me? Then I'll make you some coffee. Come Lilian."

1. Embrace the Dark
2. Embrace the Light
3. Mated to The Dark Lord

I woke up the next morning in my bed with Anthony's hand draped on waist. "Anthony?" I shook his shoulder lightly. He looked so peaceful, so handsome. Every time I see him back for the holidays it seemed that he gets taller, more built and more handsome. 

Slowly he opens his eyes and smiles at me. 

He's so handsome. 

"Morning Lilian, sorry about crashing here." He seated himself on the headboard...naked from the waist up. Ripples of chest muscles and abs suddenly aligned to my face. I blushed at the sight. He smirked looking amused at me. 

**********

Her mother had passed away and her father abandoned her in front of the orphanage, because she was different.

She was being bullied by other orphans because she could see dead beings. Until one-day she was adopted by a couple that loved her until their tragic accident.

When her step brother came back to take care of her, he actually felt something for her. What will he do with that realization and will he help her with all her fears?

*************

*Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

Bai Yishan did some due diligence on Han Sen. With his level of security clearance, Bai Yishan could see the classified files and found out that Han Sen was a member of the special squad.
This discovery was great news to him, since it was relatively easy for the Saint Hall to transfer someone from the military. Although the special Squad were difference from ordinary soldiers, it would still be easy to accomplish.
However, the reply from the special squad made Bai pause. He frowned and thought, "He turned it down. This would create some trouble."
If Han Sen was an ordinary soldier, Bai Yishan could simply force his transfer. But since Han Sen was working for Qin Xuan, even Bai could not think of a good way to have Han Sen work for him.
"Since I could not use the official method, I would have to come up with something creative to make him practice Yin Yang Blast." Bai Yishan wouldn't give up and was unwilling to see Yin Yang Blast being banned.
Checking Han Sens's profile again, Bai Yishan was deep in his thoughts.
Han Sen went back to the school and dialed Ji Yanran's number.
Although he had just gained a sacred-blood beast soul weapon, Han Sen did not go hunting because the creature he fed the black crystal to was about to evolve into a sacred-blood creature. He did not want to go too far in case he could not eat the creature in time.
"What are you doing?" Han Sen saw Ji Yanran in the holographic image and asked with a smile.
"Can't you see? I am playing hand of God." Ji Yanran tried to play cool.
"Where are you? I'll go find you right away."
"E6, if you don't have time you don't have to come." Ji Yanran continued to play.
"Be there in five." Han Sen hung up and went to E6.
Ji Yanran thought to herself, "Had you chosen not to come, I wouldn't forgive you."
"Hey girl, you're so good at this." Han Sen found Ji Yanran soon. There were better players than Ji Yanran on campus, but only a few. And they either did not want to beat her or did not play on Battlenet at all.
"It's not fun playing on campus. I'm playing on the Skynet platform. This player's good. He has beaten me three times, each time by 10 plus points," said Ji Yanran.
"Which virtual room are you in? Let me avenge you." Han Sen was ready to sit at one of the holographic equipment.
"Use my account." Ji Yanran got up and offered him her seat.
Han Sen sat down, but pulled her back into his laps.
"Let go." Ji Yanran blushed and pretended to struggle.
"Stop. If you leave, how can you see justice served?" Hugging her from the back, Han Sen invited that player to continue to play.
"How can you move like this? If you lose, I will not forgive you," said Ji Yanran.
"That's not a problem. This is the unevolved section, and I will not lose even with my eyes closed," Han Sen said.
"Such an egoist," Ji Yanran teased him.
"This is confidence. If you don't believe that I will win, let's make a bet. If I win, you need to kiss me." Han Sen laughed.
"And if you lose?" Ji Yanran curled her lips.
"If I lose, I will kiss you." Han Sen said shamelessly.
"Nice try. Just do well." Ji Yanran pinched Han Sen on the waist, and he let out a cry, attracting the attention of other students.
They saw the couple and all smiled ambiguously, making Ji Yanran blush more.
"Stop it." she covered Han Sen's mouth with one hand, and felt a kiss on it.
Ji Yanran had to take her hand back.
And this time a prompt popped out on the holographic machine, and it said the opponent refused to play again.
While the couple were wondering why this player would refuse, they saw a message from him.
"You must be Ji Yanran from Blackhawk?"
Seeing the message, Han Sen looked to his girlfriend suspiciously. The latter shook her head and was at loss. "The platform randomly matched me with him. I don't even recognize this ID. Could he be from our school?"
Han Sen checked the ID name, which was quite arrogant--"The third hand of God."
"Just reply to ask if he's from our school. We don't have a lot of players at this level and I know all of their ID names. This one is not one of them," said Ji Yanran.
When Han Sen was ready to reply, he saw another message from the opponent.
"I am Lu Botao from the Hand of God Society at Alliance Central Military Academy. My nickname is three-handed king. You should have heard about me."
Ji Yanran was surprised, "The three-handed king from the Alliance Central Military Academy is among the top 10 in the Military Academy League. I wonder how he found out about my ID name."
"No matter how he found that out, I will not let a guy who had his eyes on my girlfriend off the hook easily." Han Sen grinned and sent a message over, " I will not make friends with those who are weaker than I."
Lu Botao sent a message back, "I have just beaten you 4 times, each time by more than 10 points. And you call that weak?"
"I was eating just now and have just finished," replied Han Sen.
"Ha-ha, okay then. We'll play another round. And let's see what you say when you lose again," said Lu Botao, sending an invite to fight.
Han Sen clicked yes without hesitation and the countdown started.


In the magnificent interstellar era, mankind has finally developed teleport technology, but when trying to teleport, they are not sent to the future, the past, or any land known to men...

This mysterious space is called God’s Sanctuary, where lived numerous unknown creatures. Here, humans will make the greatest leap in their evolution to create the most glorious epoch in history.

"Sacred-blood creature black beetle killed. Beast soul of sacred-blood black beetle gained. Eat the meat of sacred-blood black beetle to gain 0 to 10 geno points randomly."

Daeva after bumping with Juno, she thought that her behavior wasn't so nice. But when the school bell rings, she snapped out of it and went to her designated room for her subject. Daeva is a fourth year college student in Literature and Creative Writing. She thought of becoming a writer to write literary pieces based on her experiences. Also, she thought that becoming a writer would allow her to have a small chance of interacting with people.

When she was about to enter her room, her Professor bumped into her. Mrs. Sanchez smiled at her. Daeva greeted her good morning and Mrs. Sanchez greeted her in return.

They both entered the room and Daeva sat at the second row. Mrs. Sanchez greeted her class and began discussing a lesson about her subject. She kept blabbing in front while Daeva glanced at the window. She caught a glimpse of Juno who's about to leave the school gates. As she follows Juno with her eyes, she began to feel a sharp pain at her left forearm. She didn't bother looking at it, she knows that it's currently bleeding so she just pulled her black sleeves lower. She returned her attention to her discussing professor and listens to her.

A couple of subjects passed then Daeva's lunch break arrived. She quickly ate at the cafeteria before going to the library. The school's library was enormous. It's also where the book club is rooming. Daeva is a member of the Book club and happens to be a good friend of Kevin, the Book club's president. When Daeva came in, she found Kevin fixing books that weren't returned to the proper shelve. She just picked up some books that were left at the tables and did the same. There weren't too much people in the library for now so she started casually chatting with Kevin.

"Hey Kev, you seem frustrated... What's wrong??" asked Daeva.

"Student School Council Vice President...She destroyed my morning." said Kevin casually.

"What did she do to you?" Daeva felt curious.

"Oh nothing...She just shuted me out... refusing to do some student council duties...or simply take the proposal and leave it to miss President's table... That's all..." Kevin replied.

Daeva didn't asked further what happened...But then, she felt like the person who she bumped with earlier at the hall way was the Vice President.

"The Vice President, was she the campus belle I keep hearing about." Daeva asked.

"Hmm? Yeah, that's her...Why, what's up?" asked Kevin as he finished arranging the books.

"I think she's the pretty blonde girl I bumped with this early morning. She wasn't really polite." Daeva said as she scratches the area where she felt pain while staring at Juno.

Kevin saw Daeva scratched her forearm right bellow her palm. He looked at Daeva with malicious intent. His lips curved up at one side. He then grab Daeva's hand and brought her to the school's clinic. Daeva didn't resisted and just followed Kevin.

The nurse was currently out of the clinic so Daeva's forearm can be treated. She pulled her sleeve up and let Kevin treat her wound. Kevin cleaned the blood off and covered it with bandage. When he was done, Daeva thanked Kevin and they came back to the library. 

There, while Daeva was waiting for her next class like Kevin, they decided to read a book. Daeva picked a random fantasy book while Kevin opened his laptop and read about demons.

"Let's go home together later and just order pizza for dinner, what do you say?" Kevin offered to Daeva.

Daeva just nodded, it's not very often that they go home together. Daeva and Kevin are roommates and oftentimes, Daeva gets home first before Kevin because of his club president duties.

Almost an hour have passed and Kevin closed his laptop. It's time for his next class, Daeva still have over half an hour before her next subject so Kevin just left her. When Kevin left the library, the atmosphere in the library became gloomy. Anyone who's in there felt uncomfortable, some left but some ignored it. Daeva is feeling a bit irritated but what can she do? She can't get rid of them...never...

Daeva kept reading until its just 15min left before her next class. She stood up from her sit and returned the book into one of the shelves. She felt a hand caressed her cheek and hear a chuckle. Daeva ignored it and left the library.

When she's out of the library, she can feel that someone ran "its" fingers on her hair. Her mouth was twitching, slowly forming a malicious grin. She covered her mouth with her hands, then, she took out a face mask from her pants's pocket and covered her grin. She went to her next class as if nothing had happened.

She still have 2 subjects left for her to survive. Her 3rd subject for the day passed as if it was a filler chapter of her day. Nothing very interesting occurred nor the class. But on her final subject of the day: Creative Writing, the class was given an activity and that is to write a poem. The poem have no specific theme but should be rhyming.

Writing poems weren't a problem for Daeva at all. She doesn't limit herself when it comes to writing and its subject. She writes what's in her mind and what she feels. They we're given an hour and when they were done, they are then dismissed. Daeva finished after 30min, she's always the first one to finish. As she passed her work and leaves the room, her professor Mr.Wilson gave her work a read.

Trigger

Young ignorant little girl,
Your heart is a black pearl.
His tongue hungers for you...
He will dye your silk a red hue.
Do not dare taunt him further
Beware, his claws are no feather.
You can't produce what he desires,
He shall come and take his prize.
Do as the old men say,
There is a price if you disobey;
Outgrow your childish ways
Or he who you shall face!

This is a collection of different stories but all told by one person, Daeva. A mysterious young woman who's always very reserved and isolated from everyone. You may approach her like anyone else but beware...

This is a horror/suspense story...please read with caution. You might not be able to sleep at night with lights off and open doors and windows.

After a wonderful summer vacation, it was finally time to go to college for the first time. I had spent the whole entire summer packing, and deciding what things should stay behind as well as the things I should give away.


It was depressing to say goodbye to Matthew. We had all said goodbye to him as a group, but we couldn't have a farewell party because he had his grad party the night before with his family.


Instead, we had a group get together at a restaurant to say goodbye to him. Well, we all had burgers and milkshakes.


The saddest person other than me was surprisingly James. It seemed that in a way the two had become closer over the last couple months.


Matthew left that night.


His phone still worked, and he texted me from time to time over that summer vacation, but the texts became less and less frequent.


It seemed that he had settled into England pretty well, and he was loving the Oxford campus a lot. He had met new people, and had also started attending business meetings with his father.


He seemed to be happy.


Meanwhile, I was enjoying my summer by going to the beach and hanging out with friends as well with family. I was enjoying every last minute of it. It was quite a relaxing summer, perfect for before the first year of college.


However, then I found myself ready to go to UCLA.


My bags were packed, and in the car. My family was gathered, and a few of my friends. And... James was there too, speaking with some of my relatives.


I gave a hug to each person there, and then got into my car to drive off. James also decided to leave the same time that I did. And so, we began our drives to college.


Many hours and cups of coffee later, I found myself on the UCLA campus. It was gorgeous, and I was so happy to find myself finally there.


"Hello, UCLA," I murmured under my breath. "My name's Miyah, and I'm so ready for this year."


But... I missed James. I missed Matthew. I already missed my family...


It was going to be a long year...


I bit my bottom lip.


It was too late now to turn back.


I parked my car in front of the administration building, and then entered the edifice. The lady at the front desk was kind enough to give me my schedule and help point out where the dorms were.


Then, I went to go find my dorm. When I got there, there was a girl there on one of the beds already. Her hair was red, and she had it up in a ponytail. Her eyes were brown, but a beautiful shade of the color. She glanced over at me, and then got up. "Ah! You must be one of my roommates!"


I nodded.


She stuck her hand out. "Hey, I'm Kyan Knights. Strange name, I know. Whatever. What's your name?"


I blinked once. It almost seemed as if she had chugged down an ounce of sugar and then five cups of coffee. "Nice to meet you," I said as I reached out my hand for a handshake. "The name's Miyah. Miyah Hatfield."


"It's a pleasure," she responded.


We let go of each others hands, and spent the time getting to know each other better.


We both liked the color blue, specifically turquoise. We both came from smaller towns in California, and had managed to get into our dream school.


"Oh. Also, I'm part of the softball team," she added.


"That's awesome!" I said.


Suddenly, the door was swung open, and two other girls entered. They froze when they saw us, but then smiled. "We're the other two roommates."


The one to the left was blonde, tall, and had curly hair. Naturally, her eyes were blue. In a way, they reminded me of James's eyes, since they were nearly the same shade of blue. Yet... James's was a bit warmer than her eyes were.


The one to the right had black hair that went down to her waist and bangs. She was much shorter than the girl to the left.


The girl to the right introduced herself first. "Hello. I'm Kloe Trujillo."


"I'm Ellenor Greenaway," the blonde one to the left said soon after.


After that, we all got to know each other better.


My first class was exciting, and I had it with Ellenor. I was very excited, and quite content that I was able to have my first class with someone that I knew. However, when we went to class, she immediately began to socialize, and I was left on my own.


She ditched me.


I let out a sigh, and set my gaze on a random seat. There was already someone sitting next to it. I neared the seat, and asked, "Can I sit here?"


The guy nodded.


"Thank you," I said as I sat down. After a pause, I decided that it would be best for me to introduce myself. "I'm Miyah."


"I'm Miles."


"Nice to meet you."


"Likewise."


The class was about creative writing. It was an elective course, but I had wanted to take one class that I would enjoy before taking more classes that would be more career related.


And it seemed as if the class was quite enjoyable. The first day we were allowed to write whatever came to our minds, and then we were dismissed. After getting the syllabus, of course.


Miles was an interesting guy. It seemed like he was going to major in computer sciences, but he also enjoyed writing, and thus decided to join the class.


He lived in LA, so he commuted from nearby, although I wasn't too sure what 'nearby' meant.


Once class ended, I had another class to attend, and I had this class with Kloe. She, unlike Ellenor, stayed by my side the whole entire class period. I got to know her a lot better, and decided I liked her.


I was not to keen about Ellenor, but I would tolerate her.


My first day at UCLA was great. And I was happy.

"We probably looked like a couple crazy in love. But, of course we would. We had concocted our pretend relationship perfectly, keeping the mask on until we could turn and hiss at each other in private once again. In an ironic way, the guy I hated the most was also the only person who knew the real me."




Miyah knew James since they were young. Yet, Miyah can't stand the guy...

One day, as James gets surrounded by friends and girls that are interested in him, he suddenly announces that he and Miyah are dating. 

Miyah decides to play along. However, she's always had feelings for her old best friend from elementary, whom she sees once again. 


James has always liked Miyah. For some reason, she's always hated him. James decides to show Miyah that he's different than what she thinks and so he forces her to pretend to date him and to finally see him for the person he is.

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