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Moreover, whenever the man called Yuki's name, she thought that he was calling out to her! Ridiculous! That was the wildest idea she'd ever considered! How could she and Yuki be the same person? How could she envision herself as a dying girl in her lover's arms rather than a lady who lived happily with her dream prince charming?! "Maybe it was because the dream kept haunting me, and I was bored just being a spectator, so that's why I started dreaming as Yuki? Heh, that might be it...," she thought jokingly. Yuki and she were the same person? How could that be? Yuki was her other self? Impossible!

Klea blinked, "Like Alliah you are not at fault. It was written on your brother's destiny for you to be with us, it was your brother who wrote his destiny for you, Love." My eyes went wide, does it mean Goddess of Destiny is not just a story? Because if Klea's brother has the power to write his own destiny, then he must be Destiny's apprentice? "His death meant a new beginning for you, Klea. Free yourself from fear and hatred. Close your eyes, Dear and you will feel the last embrace from him," as the goddess commanded, he closed his eyes, and that's when blue light appeared, it entered Klea's chest on her heart. For a moment Klea was just silent but then she cried all of a sudden. I immediat

I even helped her drive away from the stupid man earlier, yet I got this. Don't tell me she will cease me from fleeing because that won't happen. No one dares to order or stop me from doing what I want. "Where are you going? There are rules in this section." I smiled badly. Just now, I encountered something like this with regulations?! Oh, come on. Who the hell made such stupid restrictions? "What the hell, Ms? Don't you love your life? Do you wanna die early?" I scare her with words. "I'm Jaz .. Jaz Amanda. The class president .." She handed her hand, introducing herself.

He was the only one that was wearing black, other in that room and those at the door from the restaurant were wearing pure white uniforms. The man was their boss and his name was BLACK MAN. He was a notorious adding criminal in US and it was only Buniyaminu's stepmother that he was working for but also uses to work as an hire assassin for other people and doing this for people not know that she was the one that he was working for.

Azrael said something in Japanese language that no one understood but I knew because Azrael had said it a few times when he was reading me a book. My heart is in your world. It was reference from an old author called Ushio Sakamoto. The book was called ‘Hearts with no bound’. It was about a humanoid male doll whose creator’s dying wish was for the doll to find a purpose to his existence, simply put to find a human that made his core beat and protect that human. He found that emotion with a female human. It was a classic piece that I had Azrael read repeatedly to me because it was romantic but tragic that it made me cry each time.

Ignoring all my inner thoughts I went to the canteen but as my luck goes. I had to collide with non other than her.... oh and I forgot to tell you. Her name is Amara. such a beautiful name. Oh shit not again with the pervert mind. I scolded my inner demons.and you know what...she can really fight. I didn't knew a girl to be so fierce and that too...towards me. I ignored her and left that place because I was in no mood to fight. I went to the library which is my second favorite place in this whole world... well first is a secret I'll tell you once the time is right. I took my favorite book "The love within". I flipped the pages as I munched over my food. But suddenly something caught my eye..

been subconsciously feeling that way for years but that was the first time I acknowledged it. I wasn't just lovesick I was sick. I wasn't just heartbroken I was broken. The revelation freaked me out, to be honest; I had been living in denial for so long. But during the process of writing, I started feeling relieved and happy even. Loving a person is not always easy and I have spent the past six years loving a person, a ghost and a promise. People called me high-strung, intense, weird and obsessed but that's okay. That obsession gave birth to this book. And this is the manifestation of those seven years I spent alive but not living. It may be too early to say this but this is my greatest wor

I sat across the sweet lady who was going to be my editor and we both spoke about the ideas for the sequel of the book they were going to publish on their platform. With a very fancy name, Evangeline with long blue anime hairs, she smiled with her vampire teeth. She was a fantasy come true for any otaku who is interested in loli types with her short height. “You know, you can write a little fantastical proposal for the end and few bonus chapter for after that?” “I’ll think about it later, for now, a draft is ready, and I’ll start working on it.” “Bye-bye, Amy.” Evangeline got up and waved with her head tilted and made a cute heart at me. She is definitely into Anime. I would not believe anyt

"If I claim her ,what's your gain?" "Revenge." The stranger chuckled evily. "Just revenge?" "Yes." They started strategizing, and ended up disagreeing everytime. I wondered who this so called Luna was, why she was so special. Whoever she was , I prayed her heart was strong. If not, she wouldn't be able to survive their plot. "Hey you!" A monster barged in, and grabbed my the hair. I felt a sharp pain at my back as his claw dug into my skin. He forced me to stand upright, and the sponge I was holding fell to the floor.

Twenty minutes later, he came back down. "They want me to move in," he said, grabbing a towel to help me dry. "Of course they do. You have muscles and you let them win." He smirked. "Maybe. But also... maybe they just need someone." I didn’t answer. Couldn’t. My throat tightened again. "You do everything on your own, Jane. How do you even manage?" "I don’t have a choice," I whispered. "When no one shows up, you learn to show up for yourself."