Blaming Myself

It was a beneficial relationship for the both of us. A loveless and contractual realtionship. But, why did I let myself to have this feeling? Since when did I have this feeling? Is it possible for my love to be returned? Is it possible for me to stay with you? I want to be with you even if it means betraying everyone, If I can stay with you by leaving everything behind... I'm willing to do it without any hesitation. If loving you means danger, then I would gladly offer my life just to be with you!

My name is Themis and I am not supposed to be alive. I survived the hunt, saddled with a husband and still I have to waddle my way through so many things to remain alive at the end of the day. The one person I can count on other than myself is my new husband who saved my life from the get go. And my gift of prophecy. Maybe, just maybe, it is also enough to save the Dar Empire too. My name is Themis and this is my story.

Ever since I was a child, people keep saying that I am just an adopted child. I keep on denying myself that I am not adopted though many people noticed that I don’t resemble my parents, unlike my younger brother. Until one day, a couple went to our house, claiming that I am their daughter. I didn’t expect that aside from my birth parents, I will also found the love that I was always dreaming of having.

I get undressed and hide in my husband's dorm at work to surprise him. Yet it backfires on me—instead of my husband coming, his three colleagues are the ones who show up. They're thoroughly aroused by my lingerie and have their way with the cooking lady on the kitchen counter. It's such a raunchy scene that desire burns within me. I pleasure myself while watching them but accidentally moan out loud. The men turn to look at the closet where I'm hiding…

#While returning home from a late-night shift, I was knocked down by a delivery rider. The girl riding it was deaf and mute, looking no older than a teenager. I couldn’t bring myself to make things difficult for her, so I paid for the medical expenses at the hospital on my own. Limping back home, I saw a familiar delivery helmet lying at the doorway. From inside, laughter echoed through the walls. “She’s such a fool. I was just pretending but she believed it anyway.”

When I was ten, I accidentally overheard my mother on the phone. It seemed like she was talking about me being a switched-at-birth rich girl, and that my real last name was Gardner. The coldness and cruelty my mother had shown me all these years suddenly made sense. When I turned 11, I paid an adult to get a maternity test done for both my mother and me. The results confirmed that I was indeed her biological daughter. I kept the report to myself and pretended I was still in the dark.

After my death, my parents sign an organ donor consent form on my behalf. They have my corneas removed and transplanted onto their beloved adoptive daughter, Grace Lane. She later marries my brother, and they become a true family. Grace and I competed over everything in life, yet I ended up dying with nothing. Now that I've been given a chance to start over, I decide to live life without them. Surprisingly, I find myself getting a happy ending.

Shana‘s world turned up side down when she realized she was wolfless. However, when Shana got bullied as the wolfless transfer student in a new school, the hot hockey captain suddenly ran to her and lifted her in his arms. ____________ "You were there for me when I needed you. Now, it's my turn to be there for you." Blinking in astonishment, I found myself staring into the familiar face of Bear— the chubby-cheeked, infectious-smiled, and brilliantly blue-eyed best friend I had thought I had lost.

It only takes five words to drag me back to the desolate dry land of Afghanistan. Five simple words and I'm seeing the blast of gunfire behind my head. Five words and I see her drop right in front of my eyes. Five words causes me to lose myself and revert back into the soldier they made me. Five words."Thank you for your service."Nightmare Warrior's MC is created by D.S. Tossell, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"From angel to demon goddess..."Hell has accepted me as their Goddess. At least they're sure of me, because I'm not.I still have no idea what the hell I'm doing or if I'm even doing a good job. My life is just a mystery at this point.When tragedy strikes, I put myself through a nightmare for the family I love.Can I do it again when a war is called?Psychology|Mature Themes In Some chaptersPsychology in terms of mental illness