What you have a holy battle spirit that basically makes you the most powerful in the world? What you had a frutious encounter and got the inheritance of the world sage? What you were chosen by the world to be the King to rule all? .............................. Bah! What does it all matter when I can evolve infinitely? I'll just make my battle spirit stronger than yours, be more wiser than the world sage, and be so suave noone would dare call themselves a king in front of this kingly face of mine! ............................. Follow Lin Feng as he journeys around the world in his goal to becoming the strongest cultivator!
You know when your alone, and you get the feeling your being watched? Like you aren't completely alone? This writer, ironically while writing her new novel about being stalked, figures out why that feeling has been so prominent with her all her life. !This story is actually thriller but at the moment this was the only genre I could put it under!
4.86When she opened her eyes, she was in a place she had never seen before, surrounded by the people she doesn't recall. They told her that she spent a year in an induced coma but nobody would tell her why. Perhaps, sometimes it is better to keep things that way because whatever is under the bed of lies may be so much terrifying than the truth we are looking for...
“Jaq...” He swallowed not knowing how to continue. “I want to try one more time. To have someone different. Even though Alora has stated what she wanted, people aren’t objects to own.” I turned, looking at the rose bushes in the garden. I felt my heart tare as I continued with the pots. “She’s coming in tonight. Someone I’ve known since I was little. She...” It became too much to bare. I slammed the pot in the water, bringing Alora into the room. Edward had turned his attention from me to the little girl. “Alora, go in your room, ok.” She nodded. He took a few steps towards me as the bubbles were now on the window in front of me. “Why are you doing this?!” I exclaimed. I let the tears fall knowing that I would have to leave again. Leave this house that I wanted to so desperately to call my home. “Bring in these women just so that you have no other choice then to come back to me. Bring me back here with false hope that maybe this time, just this TIME I was going to be welcomed fully into the home. Be able to have a home. Be able to call Alora my daughter. Even call you my husband.” I heard a slight gasp come from him. He shifted staying in one spot. “Why can’t you ask me? I’m already here. I have no where to go. Is having me as a wife sound so distasteful that you have to bring these women in and out of this house! I’ve already made a connection with Alora. I love her. I love you!” I exclaimed holding the dish towel in my hand squeezing the bubbly content into the sink. The tears rolling down my face as now the front of my white blouse had gotten wet from the water which was almost forgotten. “Why can’t you ask me specially if... if your not looking for a bed mate. Just a mother.” I looked up at him. I sniffed in, knowing that no matter what I was going to say, that this was not going to turn out to my advantage. Go a head tell me you didn’t expect me to fall in love with you. Go on say it! Just when he was about to say something, the door bell rang. “Go on. It’s not like I expected much. Third one is always the charm right?” I said low, bringing forth a fake smile. He didn’t move, just watched me. I wiped my hands with the towel and placed it on the counter. “Jaq I didn’t.....” “Go.” I exclaimed as the door bell rang again. He sighed and left the kitchen running his hands through his hair again. I heard him, a women and another man in the den as I went to my room. I changed to one of my other blouses. The Virgioans were a peaceful race that knew magic, high technology, and was one with the land. They never bothered any other nation. Not many left the home land. Untill The King of the Empire came for a visit. After that, nothing went right. With them exterminated, the King felt no remourse and secured, specially when one madian was gifted to him as a "Peace offering." On that day, the Princess was born. The queen tried to escape but was not successful. Before her death, she placed her baby in a boat and pushed it out into the river. She found her way to a monastery and lived peacefully there. Eighteen years later, with the rumor of a royal descendant of the Virgoians going around, Lord Seymour, the Kings first son has taken it upon himself to find and kill her. On the run, she gets invited by Edward McKnight to take care of his daughter since his wife died while giving birth. He is well known in the area for owning his own business empires. With no home, she agrees. Edward feels guilty for tying Jaq down to his home, taking care of his daughter and acting as a little house wife. He comes up with a plan to find a "proper wife" so that Jaq wouldn't have to be there any longer then she had to, even if it broke his heart.
Not that I can't speak but it feels like everyone is deaf. Deaf? No, Its more like you people wearing headphones by intention. Not that I can't show but you People seems Blind. Blind? or just trying to look away? I am also Human, I do get tired and hurt. I do need someone i can lean on~ I do need a home, not just some shelter with roof and walls. I do need warmth, not a hot water filling my stomach nor sitting in front of a bonfire. Can you blame me now that I'm tainted? that I became sinful? Now that I mistakenly thought that The Warmth Ive been longing for, that the home Ive been wishing to have can be replaced by An Embrace burning with pure lust. Can you Possibly blame me even you people started it? Im Fucking Unwanted and Hated. Im just.. Lonely. and Need company. Can you please take me away and keep me? (A/N: First ever story please bear with me^^) @ScarredPhysique
Ashe Lovelace is the last person on earth... Or so she thought. After wishing the whole world away she's initially filled with regret, then it gradually fades away as she begins enjoying this newfound freedom and solitude; something that she's been yearning for so long. But as time passes she eventually begins to feel lonely; slowly growing ever so close to the brink of insanity... Until she realises that she's not the last person on earth. All this time, she wasn't completely alone.
Sin•gle /ˈsiNGɡəl/ adjective 1. only one; not one of several. 2. unmarried or not involved in a stable sexual relationship. 3. a perfect combination of not being alone but being free, happy and contented. As life is full of simple stuffs, Z managed to live for almost 17 years of her life only being contented with her family. Not until the time she was about to face the reality everyone needs to experience. Learning to earn friends, companions, and to understand more about the world aren't easy for her. Where she seeks important things a person can tame, finding a happiness through patience without being lonely. As for now, she would always thought that her life was already complete, not minding the others, just her, being happy in her own way. But the question is, "How good at being happy you can be?"
Danielle Tanner, a writer by nature, part time coffee addict, full time day dreamer, occupation - broke college student. Who's dressed in oversized hoodies, a messy bun and fluffy socks until further notice. She loves most things about the world, especially the small things like pillow talks and shower thoughts, midnight music and late-night Starbucks runs, shooting stars, crashing waves, warm coffee and rainy days. But Dani isn't just that, she has a different side. Hidden by layers of makeup and tears. She's the broken girl, who wakes up twisted in a coil of blankets, crying and screaming from her nightmares. Her body is a map of scars and her face is stained with teardrops and her soul with secrets. She leads a life where someone is always watching, always has an ear to the door and one wrong move could land her in hot water. Truth hurts but secrets kill you, and Dani? Well, is was made from secrets, ones she could never tell of course. Ones like the maze. It scares everyone. But our Dans has a different reason to be so scared she feels sick and cries until she's practically drowning. You see the thing is Danielle Tanner fears the maze not because she could go through it because she already has been through it, just not in the way you would expect. And then of course I must introduce our second character, River Underwood, boy with a paintbrush fixed to his hand, a baseball flying out of the other (which makes sense since he's the captain of the baseball team), a gaggle of swooning girls (golden boy alert) and a kind heart. Slowly over time, he feels himself falling for Dani, the girl with the hidden scars, talents, secrets. Whose eyes hold so many secrets, so many broken dreams, so many stars. He stays awake with her every single night, wipes away her tears, holds her in his arms, he peels away the layers of secrets, breaks down the walls keeping him out. But can he show her love, or does he hurt her one last time? Can he turn her shadows into stars?
karena jatuh cinta itu bukan sebuah kesalahan, seharusnya tidak usah berhenti di tengah jalan jika memang kita saling memiliki rasa. tersiksa itulah yang terjadi di antara kita, memendam rindu yang tak kunjung mereda meninggalkan luka di hati masing-masing, tanpa harus berkabar. Disini lah kita saling memeluk rindu yang tidak akan pernah berakhir, seandainya diantara kita mengakhiri egoisme ini tidak mungkin kita berpisah seperti ini. Aku Merindukan Dirimu mengingat dirimu yang jauh di sana, aku ingin membekap mu di dalam kukungan pelukan hangat yang akan tercampur dengan air mata rindu. bisakah Disini aku meluluhkan hati mu yang sekeras batu?? aku akan berjuang Kembali untuk kisah kita agar berakhir menjadi indah tanpa harus terpisah kembali
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