What happens when  you are tossed around like a rag doll and  you open your eyes and discover that you are in a place beyond your imagination or you can do can do things that  are impossible" is this real or am I dreaming "AAAAh"
Can Rachel find happiness in a place that she does not call home or will she fade out of existence?

Heathen Thomas’s life sucks. He’s an orphan, he’s a delinquent. His name. He’s got nothing going for him except his detention plaque on the wall in the detention center. One night when he makes a wish on a star his brother in all but blood, his imaginary friend Castor comes to life. Now they not only have to deal with regular problems that come with being a teen, they have to face problems that lie in the world beyond reality.

"Thank you… for everything. I really appreciate it." Irene stood near the gate of her home, expressing her gratitude to the stranger fellow who did not seem much of a stranger anymore. 

"Anytime." He flashed her a smile, and started his bike, ready to leave.

"Hey, wait. I don't know your name."

He raked his fingers through his hair after he turned off the bike. "But I don't think you are supposed to know." 

The glint of mischievousness in his eyes made her grit her teeth. She drew her brows together, darting a glare at him.

Before she could open her mouth with an aggressive reply, he ceased his mischief. "Fine. Sorry. Ilyan. My name is Ilyan." 

"Nice name. Haven't heard it before," she forwarded her hand for a hand-shake, "I am Irene."

The smile that had crept over her lips upon hearing his name faltered as she found him staring weirdly at her hand. 

"What happened to the 'my hands are dirty' chanting now?" Raising his eyebrows at her, he thoroughly enjoyed teasing her.

"Well," she advanced a step toward him, "someone told me that he doesn't mind them."

"I surely do not. Ilyan is glad to meet Irene." He nodded, slipping his hand in hers. "Next time I see you… I would like to see you doing a lot better."  

She did not even bother to ask him why he said that. He had already narrated things he knew about her based on his understanding. She had not revealed it to him that he was right regarding quite some things and she was not planning to do that either.

He was just a stranger who was going to leave. 

She was going to meet only once to return his handkerchiefs. "Don't forget to text me. I have to return these," she hurriedly reminded him just before he left. He had given her a nod and disappeared.

"Irene… I have been looking for you. Where did you go?" Melissa peeked from the door and when she noticed Irene, she came out. 

"Jogging." Irene was still staring at the way Ilyan had gone when she absent-mindedly answered. 

"Oh my god. What is this?" Melissa rushed toward her, seeing her knees covered in the brown scarfs. 

"Nothing much." Irene walked inside, followed by Melissa. 

"You can't properly walk, Irene and you are saying it is nothing?" Melissa raised her concerned voice before she made Irene sit on the couch and she sat on the floor to check what it was. 

As soon as she took those handkerchiefs around her knees off, she was horrified. Her eyes immediately looked at Irene who hung her head down. 

"I am fine, Angel… I just fell on the road. It was not a hard fall, trust me. I don't know why it is this bad."

Melissa hummed in response, still staring at her knees in dejection. "Did you go to the hospital?" 

"Angeeel," Irene stretched in a bit annoyance, "does this look like a professional dressing done by a doctor to you?"

Melissa adjusted her spectacles as she thought about it. "Oh, this does not. Who did this?"

"Ilyan," Irene mentioned his name casually.

"Who is he?"

It was then it struck Irene that Melissa did not know Ilyan. She felt like a fool, for making it sound like he was her regular friend. 

She gave a sheepish grin to Melissa. "Sorry. He is… Ilyan." She did not know what else she could tell Melissa about him. She herself barely knew anything. "Uhm… I don't know him, Melissa. Just a stranger who helped me with this and also dropped me home."

"Wow. Sounds like a nice boy. Did he drop you? Why did you not call him in? The least we could have done is offer him tea or coffee… whatever he prefers. After all, not a lot of people offer help to the ones in need."

"Angel… he is going to take a hundred pastries from me for this help," Irene told her mechanically."But, I do agree that not a lot of people help these days. He does seem nice that way."

Melissa's eyes widened in surprise. "A hundred pastries?"

"Yeah. Sounds weird, right? Feelings are mutual." Irene shifted on her place to stretch her legs to soothe the pain. 

"We should see a doctor. We would get some painkillers for you also," Melissa suggested. 

"I don't need painkillers but a proper dressing… I am sure I do." Irene got up after informing Melissa that she would have to shower before they head to the hospital. It was anyway quite early in the morning.

"Damn it. Why did I sit? The couch is dirty now." Irene frowned as she stopped in her place.

Melissa just sighed, used to Irene's hyper nature when it came to staining stuff. "I will wash it. I am going to make breakfast. Let me know if you need any help."

Even after Melissa left to prepare breakfast, Irene was still standing there, looking at the couch. 

<>

"Ah… please le...ave me." Irene cried uncontrollably, continuing her futile attempts to get her hair out of the rough, and painful grip.

"How dare you spoil the bed with that blood?" 

Irene startled as the loud scream filled her ears and she shut her eyes hard when her hair was pulled mercilessly. 

"So...sorry… I… fell. Pl...ease leave me. I… won't… do it again."

"No….no… please open the door." Irene banged her small palms on the door as she was pushed inside the dark room.

"Your punishment is to stay there for two days… without food." 

"Noo… open… open." Her tiny fists ached but she did not stop hitting the door, pleading to get her out. 

Little Irene had been sitting by the door for hours, continuously begging to let her out but nobody had come to listen to her cries. 

"Da...da. Da...da." With her closed eyes, she screamed while she let her hands fall down in defeat. 

<>

"Irene. Why are you still standing there?"

"Ye...yes. Yes, Angel." Snapped out of the past memories, she had to take a couple of moments to assure herself that she was no longer there. She was out of it. She was safe. She was with Melissa… far away from those people who could hurt her. 

'I wish I could change my past.' She hated the way simple things could take her back to the time that she desperately wished to forget. She hated the way she froze every once in a while when terrifying memories took over her mind. 

She had always wondered, why healing never came to her even though acceptance did. 

Perhaps, to heal, her acceptance was not enough.

Sometimes, it all narrows down to acceptance. 

Acceptance of your choices, and their repercussions. To heal, acceptance is important. 

Emotional scars hold the capacity to suffocate one to death. The invisible emotional scars... leave you desperate for help but quite rarely, they find a voice to actually step up and ask for the same. 

Excerpt:

“Out of everything, Ayden – out of everything – this was the most hurtful thing that you could do to me. You set up a guy to woo me to see if I’ll betray you for him or not? You… you made him act that ultra-rich way, didn’t you? You think so low of me, Ayden? So low? Three years. We have been together for three freaking years and yet?” Irene’s eyes began welling up with tears but she held them back with great difficulty.

“I am sorry. I know I have been a jerk in doing what I did. I accept it. I was insecure. You are,” his palm caressed her cheek, “so beautiful. You always were and I… an ugly overweight creature.” His gaze dropped to the ground. “I thought -”

“We are over.”



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Seokjin raised the cup to his lips as he inhaled the fragrant jasmine fumes. It smelled delicious. Just as he was about to take his first sip, a man seated himself in the place opposite him. The second Kim brother abandoned his surprised frown for glaring at the unwanted visitor over the rim of his cup. "Can I help you?"

"Sorry," the stranger gestured around the teahouse, "this place is quite crowded today."

Seokjin surveyed the rustic teahouse and found it was the exact opposite. While the teahouse did have other patrons, there were still vacant seats. Seokjin raised a brow. He had purposefully chosen the seat farthest from others so that he could drink his tea in peace. He knew from experience that whenever a stranger approached him it was because they wanted something. Whether this latest one was friend or foe Seokjin had yet to determine.

"I see," Seokjin replied doubtfully.

It had been a while since he last visited a teahouse, the only place that helped him unwind. Seokjin tried to recover the peaceful solitude he had by ignoring the stranger but to his dismay, the man spoke again.

"I haven't seen your face around here before. Were you just passing by?"

Seokjin glowered. Dressed in sooty rags from head to toe, the stranger was scruffy. His tousled, black hair was matted against his tanned skin and his eyes were as bright as shiny coal. Seokjin took note of the way the man's lips formed a heart shape when he smiled, revealing his crooked teeth.

"Sort of," Seokjin curtly replied before taking a sip.

The stranger eyed Seokjin expectantly as if waiting for him to elaborate. When Seokjin didn't, he questioned, "So, what brings you here?"

Seokjin sighed.

"I'm sorry for bothering you but you look like you have a story to tell."

"What makes you say that?"

"Well, you're sitting alone in a dark corner of the teahouse looking all broody and mysterious. The patrons who do that almost always have something on their mind."

"Even if I did, what makes you think I'd tell you?"

"So you can feel better about yourself?" The stranger shrugged, undeterred by Seokjin's indifference and following scoff. "Oh, c'mon, don't be like that. I'm not here to swindle you."

Seokjin let out a suspecting hum. "Then what do you want from me? You didn't approach me without a reason."

"I just want to talk," the man replied earnestly. "Is it a crime to socialise?"

Seokjin didn't answer.

The stranger laughed as if to dispel the awkwardness. "You're not much of a talker, are you?" He scratched his head. "I know, why don't we make a bet? If I can correctly guess three things about you, then you have to keep me company. Oh, and share the rest of your tea too."

Seokjin was sceptical.

"If I get any wrong, I'll leave you alone. Is that agreeable to you?"

"...All right," Seokjin hesitantly agreed. "I'll humour you just this once, but you must keep your word should any of your inferences be wrong."

The stranger grinned. "Of course." With his coal-black eyes twinkling, he inspected Seokjin with interest. "Judging from how your face has hardly been weathered by the elements, you haven't travelled far."

Seokjin glanced at the stranger as he gestured to his cloak.

"From what I can see, your cloak hasn't been stained by mud or debris. This means you've been travelling by horse." The stranger gestured to the foggy window where they had a view of the outdoors. "There are only two horses outside but only one of them carries luggage." He pointed to the russet mare. "And since most travellers coming into the capital often do not have many possessions, they also cannot afford to replenish at a teahouse, but you can. In short, you have wealth and that horse is yours."

Seokjin's smile was wry. That was a fluke, he thought. Seokjin, believing it was the end, was surprised when the man kept going.

"I have no doubt that you've come from somewhere in the capital," the stranger continued, "and I know you're definitely going far away, judging by the size of your pack." He gestured to Seokjin's hands. "You're also a swordsman. I can tell from the way you hold your cup that you have calluses on your palms." The stranger had a knowing smile as he rested his chin on his palm. "You probably have a weapon on your person right now."

Seokjin's eyes flickered. How did he...?

"Only men who face danger carry weapons with them," the stranger remarked as if reading Seokjin's mind. "If I am correct, you have fought many battles." He narrowed his eyes. "Having said that, the capital is the land of opportunity." The man leaned back. "Most of the time, only merchants leave the capital with heavy luggage. You travel too lightly to be a merchant and you seem to be travelling alone. There are only a few reasons why people leave the capital and when I take this all into account, it seems yours is that you're running away."

Seokjin was tense. He placed his cup down as the stranger continued to grin innocently. How does he know so much? Had he been following me? Who is he? Seokjin reached for the short sword he had tucked behind his cloak. If the stranger was part of an elaborate plan to ensnare him, then he had to be ready.

"I wonder why you're running away," the man playfully mused. "Could it be that someone is after you? Did you steal something precious?"

Seokjin's fingers curled around the hilt of his sword.

"Or is it because of a woman?" The stranger gasped at the realisation. "I bet you're running away because you don't love your wife anymore!" He shook his head and tutted, "That would make you a bad man."

Seokjin eased his grip.

"So, was I right? I was, wasn't I?"

Seokjin regarded the stranger warily. "Those things you mentioned. How did you know?"

"I didn't," the stranger replied simply. "I just guessed." He leaned in as he whispered, "So, you're really running away from your wife?"

"No!" Seokjin blushed when he noticed the other customers staring at him. "That part you got wrong."

"Oh." The man slumped in his seat. Just as he was about to honour their agreement and leave, Seokjin suddenly offered him an empty cup.

"But everything else you said," Seokjin said as he poured tea for the stranger, "they weren't far from the truth..."

Transported to an unknown era, Subin, a teenage girl raised with western values, wakes up in the body of a serf. In this unknown land, she encounters the aristocratic Kim brothers and finds herself entangled in the webs of deceit; woven by rivalry, politics and hunger for power.

"I woke to a work emergency call, and my voice woke Princess. I figured to take her along since you had a stressful day yesterday. When we got back, the house was quiet, so we thought you were still sleeping and decided to let you be."
"I almost went bunkers, Sam. What happened to the security measures? Not a damn soul was in sight."
"You felt strongly about their presence so I removed them. We are using satellite imaging to monitor the residence instead. I am sorry for leaving without informing you, but I dropped a note on the nightstand."
I looked at the nightstand, and the said note was staring right at me.
"But your phone rang under my pillow."
"You mean the private line? I forgot it here because the call came in through my business line. I am sorry. I did not mean to scare you."
"I woke up to find you, and my baby was gone, and I panicked. With everything that is happening, I was scared, and my instincts kicked in. I am sorry for yelling at you. I thought you… I thought you were an intruder."
"And let me guess… you were going to fight the intruder with that weapon in your hand?"
He looked at my hands, and a tsunami of laughter eluded his mouth.
Now that I look at my tiny pink umbrella, it does not seem to be an excellent choice for a weapon.
"I am the one that should be sorry. I put you in this situation where you do not feel safe, but you will be from now on. Pack up anything you will need. I am moving you to my place until I get this issue settled with Christopher."
"Your home is not any safer than mine, so that is not a solution."
"It will be in a few minutes. The best teams possible are on it. I will also take the day off and work from home because you still seem shaken about all this."
"You need not take the day off, and I am not running off to your place. This is my home, and I am not letting your Lucifer of a brother run me out of my house."
"You are going with me, and that is final. Get your things. The chopper is twenty minutes out."
What is with this guy and barking orders at me without asking what I want? Does he think I am his child or something?
But you like his dominance, Debby. You find it hot.
I know he is trying to protect me, but agreeing to move in with him sounds crazy. He is still a stranger.
Debby? Where was this stranger bit when you were kissing him as if your life depended on him? Girl, if you don't shut your pretentious ass up and do what he says.
"I really can't. My dad is coming for his monthly visit the day after tomorrow and what do you think will happen when he finds out that I am living with a man?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there, so pack up. I will not say it again. You are going with me even if I must drag you out of this house so get your sketch pad and any other thing that will help you settle in better. This is non-negotiable, darling. Understand?"
Well, what more can I say?
"Yes, daddy."
He gave me a vicious smile, and my entire body tingled.
This is not the time Debby, tuck your nipples in and go get ready.

FATE…
Your fate may be unfortunate, but you cannot escape it. You often meet your destiny on the road you take to avoid it.
RUNNING…
Can she run away from this storm headed her way?
DEBBY is a single mother hiding in a small town to run away from her past, but she remained trapped in her dreams. A man always lays with her in her dreams, but she forgets his face whenever she wakes up. This man is possessive. No relationship in the actual world works for her because of her commitment to him. Lonely in a strange place, she longs for a lasting relationship. A shaman advised her to break it off with her spirit husband. On that night, after she broke it off with the man in her dream, she began anew by visiting a dating app in search of companionship. Little did she know that the moment she clicked like on a sketchy profile, that her life was about to change forever.
SEARCHING...
When he finds what he is searching for, will he survive it?
SAMUEL is a handsome young man who has it all but happiness. His commitment to a faceless bride is his only escape from the demons tormenting his life. But one night, she broke things off with him. Devastated and unable to face his reality, he runs to the internet in search of distraction. His encounter with a single mother not only swept his life into a whirlwind he never saw coming.

-KRISELLA-
I felt uneasy as this stranger pulled me out of the subway station and we're back to see the main road once again. My eyes would shift on his hand, then on his broad back facing me now, then back to his hand again. I am still holding my trolley back on my other hand.
What is actually happening around here? What does he need from me anyway? Could it be that he's a member of that famous syndicate who sells girls abroad? Or is he a part of a black organization and would want me to be a part of their sketchy group?
There is no freaking way I would involve myself in those kinds of illegal activities.
Gathering all my courage and willpower altogether, I suddenly decided to bite his hand which caused him to let go of me easily and waved it off.
"Why did you do that for--- hey! Come back here!"
I heard him scream from behind as soon as I started running away from him again with this stupid heavy trolley bag right behind me. Knowing that he still chases after me, I ran as fast as I can until I reached the marketplace of Citadel.
Tears started rolling down my cheeks as I was thinking of all the unfortunate things that happened to me this day. First I was unable to find a cheap place to rent, then I got robbed, and then this?
Could this day get even worse?!
Geez, I know I shouldn't have stolen my mom's savings and ran away! All of the things happening to me right now are a product of karma!
I unconsciously turned my head to my right and found a dark alley with wooden boxes piled together and where there are no people lurking. As soon as I made sure that the guy is now out of sight behind me, I went for a right turn and swiftly ran my way towards this dark alley. Just to make sure, I've hidden behind these wooden boxes.
Beads of sweat started to emerge from my forehead but I managed to wipe it off with my free hand. I took my time to catch my breath first before heaving out a sigh that I've been holding on for hours now.
"There you are!"
What the--?!
I suddenly let out a shriek when I saw that same stranger earlier now standing in front of me... like he just magically appeared out of nowhere.
Is he a wizard too?
Well, okay enough of that stupid thought. I need to think of a way to outrun this suspicious stranger.
"Do you really think you could run away from me?" I heard him say.
Wahhhh... I suddenly remembered that evil villain I saw on tv back home. He does look and sound like that, minus the evil laugh.
What to do... what to do...what to do--
AHA!
I tried to concentrate and tried to remember the very first and only spell that I've learned from my father's wizard book, which I stole by the way and is placed now inside my backpack. If I could just succeed with this spell, I could get out of this mess and be teleported to whatever place just to be away from here.
And now... I shut my eyes and tried to chant the said spell.
"Transportium Nextorbitorium!"
The moment I opened my eyes once again, I saw the stranger now out of sight. My eyes went round and my hands flew over to my mouth as I jumped up and down like a retarded kid.
"Oh my gosh, I did it! That guy is now out of my sight! Haha!" I happily said.
"Says who?"
My forehead creased as I heard that familiar husky voice of the stranger right behind me. And that's when I realized that I just teleported a few inches away from him, but I'm still in this same dark alley which I chose to hide earlier. I facepalmed myself for that stupid mistake I did.
I was just about to run away from him again when I heard him chant a spell.
"Prohibere  Obstupefacio!"
In an instant, I felt my body froze all of a sudden. I tried to move even just my right hand, but I can't. What the heck, is this a freezing spell he used on me? Why you little son---
"Geez. I'm all tired of that running you made me do earlier, so might as well freeze you to your place," he says before I could feel his strong arms scooping me from my place and carrying me just like how you carry a sack of rice!
I wanted to shout for help so that other people around this market would be aware that I am now being kidnapped by this stranger. Yet even if I wanted to, my mouth was frozen as well, thus preventing me from opening it.
Where does he think he would be taking me to?!
In the end, I can't do anything else but to accept my defeat. I mentally heaved out a sigh and said my farewell in advance.
Mom... dad... sorry if I failed you and didn't become a wizard like I was hoping to become. I'm sorry mom for stealing your savings, I'm sorry onii-chan for stealing your home-made melon bread earlier. I'm sorry family... for running away from home. See you soon, dad... I guess... but I hope not too soon.
"We're here!"
While I was busy uttering my farewells to each of my family, I heard again that same voice of my kidnapper. Only my eyeballs could move after he struck me with his freezing spell earlier, so when I looked up to know where that 'here' he's referring to, I was quite stunned to see a beautiful castle standing majestically in front of us.
Holy cow! I was actually imagining earlier to be brought in an abandoned building, or something like that. But what are we freaking doing in a castle right now?!
"You're heavy, from someone who's small as you." I heard him comment before walking once again.
That's because of my bags, you idiot! If I can just only move now, I would have swung this trolley bag right at your face!
As soon as the guards opened up the enormous doors of the castle, this kidnapper of mine hurriedly went inside it. After that, the doors were closed once again.
I marveled in awe to see the expensive-looking furniture placed at the grand lobby of the castle, with a luxurious-looking chandelier made of silver with several branches stretching forth from its body which holds several bulbs in it, giving light to the whole lobby.
However, I wasn't able to completely scrutinize the whole place when this guy quickly passed through it and brought me into a spacious room where a long, rectangular wooden table stood in the middle of the room, with several chairs placed on the sides.
At last, this stranger placed me back on my feet and cast a spell to let me move once again. As soon as I was able to move, I accusingly pointed my right index finger at him and shouted at the top of my lungs.
"Why did you kidnap me for? My family is not that rich to pay you the ransom you'll be asking, nor they even know that I am here! I'm supposed to be finding a place to stay before school starts tomorrow. And what are we doing in a CASTLE by the way?!" I shouted in one breath.
"You're annoying. Would you like to be frozen once again?" This guy arched one eyebrow as he looked at me.
"Why you little son of a b--"
I was about to curse this moron when we heard the loud creaking of the door behind us, which caused us to automatically turn around to see who it was. My forehead instantly creased upon seeing two unfamiliar personas entering this room.
One is a tall looking lad as well with long wavy hair dyed in a yellowish-gold color but has manly features in his face and body and a captivating aqua blue almond-shaped eyes.
The other one is also a teenage boy that I think is about my age, who's also quite tall, has curly undercut ebony black hair with a round face, strong and well-defined jaw, hooded hazel brown eyes, and red lips which are now pressed together.
"Alex! What's with all this fuss going around here?" I heard the tall guy with long wavy hair speak for the very first time.
"And I thought you've already gone for your meeting with the chief of Citrus Town?" The other teenage boy added.
"Well, as you can see, I've run into something... unexpected." the kidnapper said and scratched the back of his neck.
That's the time that both of these new faces looked at me at the same time. The moment they laid their eyes on me, I've seen both of their reactions turned into a bewildered one, just like what I saw from my kidnapper earlier.
"Alex... where did you find this girl?" asked the long wavy-haired guy again.
"Down on the subway station." he immediately replied.
My forehead creased as I noticed all three of them started to speak in hushed voices. Well, hello? I'm still here! And I still don't have any single clue as to why I'm here in the first place!
Later on, the long wavy-haired guy turned to me once again with a smile plastered on his face, emitting some friendly aura within him.
"Forgive us for what our friend here may have done to you. I am Lancelott, the archbishop of Citadel," he said. Then I saw his hands pointing at the guy who brought me here. "Then this is Alex, the captain of the magic army... and this is Lucas, one of the royal high counselors." And finally, his hands pointed at this curly guy in front of me who waved at me in return.
W-w-wait, aren't these guys the same age as mine? Or maybe one to two years older than me? How come they have such high responsibilities... for their age?
"The whole kingdom of Gilead is experiencing a crisis right now upon the disappearance of our prince and master wizard Prince Arthur Spellman. I'm afraid that without his presence in the kingdom, our enemies would take that opportunity to invade Gilead."
My hands flew over to my mouth as I heard that. I just got here for heaven's sake! I can't afford to let the kingdom fall in its enemies' hands!
"Thus we will be asking for your help, miss...?" The guy paused for a moment and waited for me to introduce myself.
"Krisella," I replied.
"Miss Krisella. We will be asking for your help in order for us to solve this crisis...by pretending to be Gilead's prince and master wizard." the guy continued.
I gave them a questioning look. What the heck did I just hear?
"Wait, what? What are you all saying?! I can't pretend to be someone I'm not!" I said in disbelief.
"To simplify things here..." that curly-haired guy named Lucas decided to chime in. "In other words to what Lancelott here is saying..."
His hooded eyes stared at me for a split second before he continued.
"...we will need your face."
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Author's Notes:
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GOLD TIER WINNER in the last WPC 141: "Royal Romance"

The whole country of Gilead is now facing a crisis upon the sudden disappearance of its prince and master wizard Prince Arthur Spellman. Without him, a possible chance of a sudden attack by the country's long-term enemies would immediately take place.

Only a 14 year old girl named Krisella, who happens to look exactly like the missing prince, could stop this from happening by assuming his role for the meantime.

Join Krisella as she struggles to fulfill her 'impostor duties' while also slowly discovering her full potential as a wizard, her true identity, and unraveling the mysteries behind the prince's sudden disappearance.


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Author's Notes: 

Book cover art is not mine. All credits to its rightful owner. 

Any questions for me? I'm more active in my discord account: @AteJanz0657

The morning when they were eating breakfast the atmosphere was so awkward, when suddenly someone broke in, it was Iphy's father he said: "I was searching for you and you; you are just here eating food with a human!" Iphy red said: "No, father it's not like you think" "Which stage are you in" Ryuuji said: "C" Iphy says: "No, no he is just joking" the father said: "Enough you came with me, you have to marry someone before you get vanished" Ryuuji stopped him and says: "She is older enough to handle her life like she wants" the father looks at him and made him faint then he said: "Insolent human you will came too" and took them, when Ryuuji wake up he was in the jail, the guardian of the jail was so weird, but Ryuuji asked him: "Excuse me, Where I'm?" the guardian replied: "Foolish human to tried to challenge the grand Ratio" Ryuuji said: "Oh! So that what's happened" *get back to sleep* and says before: "When you decide what to do wake me up, but if you want to execute me, don't wake me up just does it!" The guardian said: "Foolish thing, he lost his mind". Iphy was locked in her room and her divine power was sealed, when suddenly a man appeared and told her: "Are you interested in Ryuuji?" Iphy said: "Who are you?" The stranger said: "Just answer!" Iphy feels submissive and says: "Yes! I know as a goddess I can't love a human but…"  The stranger said: "you aren't a goddess, you are so weak to be called that" "It's just because…" "Even without the seal you still so weak. Let me show you a bit of the bit of the bit of the bit of 0, 000000…001 of my power and try not to faint" Iphy throws up and soliloquies: "does that kind of monsters exist?" the stranger smiled and says: "I'm not a monster, I'm Ryuuji's father nice to meet you" *he broke her seal the room door without doing anything* and get out then he said: "I will take Ryuuji back with me, it's your choose to stay here or to fellow him!" Iphy said: "I will fellow him!" the stranger goes where all the gods where and says: "Wait all of you here" no one in the room could move, until Iphy came with Ryuuji, the stranger set the gods free and says: "I'm taking those two, I hope no one disagree" Iphy's father says: "And what if?" the stranger sneezes and the majority of the gods were erased from the being, the stranger said: "Sorry I didn't mean it" All the present were astonished, only 21 from +5000 gods still alive, the stranger says who will devote himself for me will get immense power, but he will lose his gender and all the emotion at the exception of the fear: 'Fearing me of course'" Six from the 21 remain gods choose the slavery he named them: System, Abyssal, Chikan, Knowledge, Water and Life, after that Abyssal start chasing us the gods that didn't chose slavery and killed all of them at the exception of me, after that he killed all the humans, turned an entire civilization to cinders with the help of his four devoted knights. The end this is this planet story" Lucifer said: "I don't know how to feel now, excited for having such a father or disappointed to have such an older brother" Buddha says: "You know the first child, he's the most powerful of all of you, and he's so dump thinking just about challenging new opponents without caring about his social life" Lucifer says: "So me and my brothers we have the same father but different mothers right?" Buddha says: "I don't know and I don't want to" *then he vanished* Satanya says: "You got such an interesting family" Lucifer looked at her and says: "Someone is still grounded and don't have to talk to me for a while." Satanya was like: "Damn! I hoped he forgot it" he lifted her and said: "Hetzl make a portal to the queen's room" a portal was created, and Lucifer goes in, Satanya was so surprised not by only that, but the hell realm became more developed, Satanya says: "I sure missed a lot of thing here" *Lucifer became angrier than before* Satanya soliloquies: "Crap it's like I'm pulling oil on fire" "and you can you represent yourself I saw that MY Lucy is trusting you in a lot of things" the hooded demon said: "My name is Hetzl De la place, I'm a dimensional demon and I'm working under Lucifer-sama orders" Satania said: "As I recall the De la place family were Dishonored right ?" "Indeed, your majesty, but Lucifer-sama took the initiative of clean my family name" Satanya said: "Yeah, what a lovely story *pulled him and starts talking to him in ear* do you know why he's mad at me?" Hetzl smiled and says: "The image that all the demons have of you is the opposite of your true self, but you know I'm devoted to Lucifer only no one else" Satanya pushed him and says: "I had enough of getting that clingy b*****s and now I have to worry about gays also!" Then she get out of the room and said: "Remember he's mine only mine ok, only mine, and I will not share him with any one, JUST MEAN YOUR HEAR THAT!" Lucifer was all red and said to Hetzl while posing his hand on his shoulder: "I'm sorry about that, she was fighting for a long time that her mind isn't stable now" Hetzl said: "Worry not, my lord just seeing you happy makes me happy too" Lucifer said: "Oh! And enough with your gay comments" "yes sir!"

"...It makes things much more efficient. There's no point in wasting time when you know what you want, do you agree with me, stranger?" I tease him, but I try not to smile too widely. With that, I wave a waiter over politely and I take a honeyed creampuff off their appetizer tray carefully, then I grab a second one to hold out for my supposed to be lover but a stranger for the moment. "I will make things easy for you, just because you seem like a nice guy and it is your only chance. For example, I love sweet things more" I say with a nice gentle tone as I wait for him to take my offer of sweet. Adrian lets me place the napkin with the extra puff in his hand, his icy blue eyes are never leaving mine. Oh sweet heavens! It is getting real hot in here, I really need to breathe some fresh air or I will definitely pass out from this much heat.
"Thanks, beautiful stranger! It seems to me that you are living in the right city. Though, I can not help myself from thinking that you're kind of girls who likes big crowded cities, like New York. But of course you are not from there at all, I mean, what are the chances, right?" he says casually, as he shrugs his shoulders and takes a sip from his water glass. I feel happy for him, he really is hanging on his sobriety as like his life depends on it, and maybe for his it does. I think alcohol and drugs had only made him colder and meaner and they numbed him from feeling any sort of emotions for so long. I bite into the pastry slowly, letting the tiniest bit of cream coat my thirsty lips before I suck my bottom lip to remove it, slowly and seductively. For a split second, I think he might nearly choke on his appetizer before he composes himself again, his gaze is flickering flames to watch my playing mouth. Oh okay! Now I know for sure that I have an effect on him for real, I mean without having to be naked or whispering in his ears. Usually, he controls himself in situations like this one, but I guess he is finally letting his guards down completely.
"I prefer finding the best of the best, the challenge makes it more enjoyable. Yet, I am but a simple girl, and I do not care about luxury that much" I smile at him with a pointed look and he gives me an agreeable nod immediately.
"This sounds like we can get along that easily, you see I am a simple guy as well who happens to be grown up in luxury" Adrian smile at me, with a soft and warm smile that warms my heart and my whole body too. although, I hardly agree with the simple guy part, because even though he's humble and he likes to pretend like he is not rich, but he is and it is written all over his charming face and elegant posture. When I knew back when we were teenagers, he literally never mentioned the fact that he is from a very wealthy family and nor did he brag about it. And he didn't have a fairytale car like the rest of his friends. in other words, he is my favorite type of rich people, and so is Andrew of course, but he can not deny the fact that he is a CEO after all.  
"Maybe you are as you claim to be. But to be honest, right now I was hoping you would tell me your name, nice stranger" I say to Adrian as I try to suppress a laugh so hard, that I think I might just explode and blow the whole thing up before we have maximum fun with this useful game. It is really relaxing to start fresh from time to time, now I am feeling like I am falling in love with him all over again and I might love him even more than I already do. I believe this is why he suggested this idea in the first place!
"My name is Adrian, and what does a beautiful woman like you have as a name. I don't expect anything less fitting for your highness" he says, and I get stunned by his the milk and honey coming out from his heavenly mouth, and I feel happy that I get a redo to hear his real name for a first time. I really don't know what to say, but seriously the honestly always hits different.
"My name is Jessica, and I go by Jess. and thank you for the compliment, Adrian. it is really nice of you to say that" I try to sound as casual as I can, but I kind of feel the tears coming up my eyes, I am just happy because we have another chance now and we are willing to take all the risks in the world to make this work again. I am happy that he believes in us, I really do.
"Well, Jess. it was lovely to meet you. I will let you get back to enjoying the rest of your night, and thank you for the talk" Adrian says as he attempts to get away from me. is he fucking kidding me? he really got into this fake character more than he should have. But not as long as live! As he starts to turn away, I feel the overwhelming desire to grab him y his hand and jump on him and kiss him hard enough until he takes back his words. As I smack an arm out, I slide my fingers through one of his pants pocket to pull him towards me. well, this is surely not a move from a girl who just met a guy.
"No! not so fast. I am not letting you go away from me without a dance, Adrian!" I convince him with a desperate voice. The grin on his face is nearly as warm as the exposed skin of his inked hip, where my thumb hovers a few centimeters away. Oh my fucking! I feel super horny right now, out of nowhere!
"You know with this delightful smile of yours and pretty face and I should not forget your dreamy eyes, I really am starting to get the feeling I couldn't refuse you anything, Jess. lead the way, please!" Adrian whispers to me.
As he points at me to go to the dance floor alongside him, he laces his long strong fingers between my own, Adrian guides me down the basement stairs and out onto the dance floor. "Show me what you have got" I tell him as the coloring lights starts to dance on his face. There wasn't a moment in the life of me where I thought I could ever see him dancing nor me for that matter. as an answer to my doubtful thoughts, he tugs to his chest, pressing my shaking anxious body against his and sheltering me from the rest of the crowd .
"First of all, my queen, we have to get a little closer and a little away from other people" Adrian says in my ears over the music. I take a deep breath, and I allow all the other unwelcomed distractions to slip away until the only thing I can really feel is the steady beat of my lover's heart. The comforting warmth of his chest ignites my skin as he begins swaying, moving in harmony  with me as we let go of ourselves onto the nuance if the music in unison.  
"Jesus Christ! You really know what you are doing, Adrian!" I say a little loud so he is able to hear me clearly. Well, I definitely didn't see that coming from him, yet this is typical since he is used to night clubs every night.
"You seem so surprised, Jess" he says with his deep voice over the music, as he continues his smooth moves. Well, just wow!
"I mean yes, just a little. I don't know you so how would I know that you can dance like that, Adrian" I try not to ruin the game with my sudden shock over his sudden dance moves. As we dance, his hands classically travel up my arms, then down my back until they grip the curve of my waist. I think about grinding on him but I decide against it, so I overlap his hands with my own, I slide his palms down until they fully rest on my ass. Heavens! How much I love his veiny strong hands, and the things they could do!
"Sweet Jesus, Jess! it is taking everything in me not to beg for more" he admits and I feel the need to say the same, because I am seriously in need of him inside me.
"No need to hold yourself in. I am giving you permission, Adrian" I assure with a smile and he smiles back at me as he sighs...


Jessica is a complicated young woman with a very complicated past. She's a scared broken little girl with the body of a fierce beautiful woman and the attitude of a stone cold.
She is torn between two guys: her boyfriend Andrew, who is a well known billionnaire and a perfect man, although he has his own battles to fight as well alongside his true love for Jessica. And the bad boy from her past, Damien.
The question is, who's will she choose? 
Who's going to make it out alive? 
Note: this story is all about mental issues, teen issues, young adults real life problems and complicated relationships. 
Read to get inside their heads and find out more.
This novel can be triggering in so many levels.

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