Cherished Affliction Novels & Stories

Desmond studied her, both fascinated and intrigued. “You hate her that much?” Seraphina’s voice dropped to a whisper. “Hate is too gentle a word. She had everything, the title, the respect, the loyalty of the people, and she squandered it with her mercy.” She turned toward him, her eyes like ice. “But you see, Desmond, mercy is a disease. One that we will cure together.” For a long moment, the room was filled only with the whisper of the wind through the balcony and the sound of the hearth.

"What do you know? Achaea and Saffronesia's cursing arts are branches of witchcraft." Chad scoffed. "From the moment I uncovered your identity, I've been suspicious. According to you, you're afflicted with solitude and life among the Five Afflictions and Three Lacks, meaning you should've died before you hit 30. "Because the lack of life means someone won't live past 30, I'm very curious how you managed to extend your life."

Despite Tristan’s innocence, Jeff's stance remained unchangeable. Jeff received Cherry's painting with joy but barely acknowledged Tristan’s gift. Tristan lowered his head, as his eyes welled up with disappointment. 'It seems Great-grandpa truly does not favor me…' Cedric had not expected such a blunt reaction from Jeff and frowned at the increasing murmurs. "I heard Cedric's son has issues. Seems Jeff doesn't favor him." "It’s typical for a child born from an affair to be less accepted." As the whispers grew, Tristan, struggling with his vision, heard every word and instinctively retreated behind Cedric.

CHAPTER 1 ALEX It was Valentines but there I was in my shop, working on a dress because I didn't have a date or plans for the day. I hadn't gone on a date in four years and it was going to remain that way for a while because men started to repulse me from the moment the supposed love of my life betrayed me. Sighing tiredly, I checked the time to see it was past noon and immediately, my stomach grumbled. I decided to grab lunch before returning to finish the dress.

In the end, my hands were trembling uncontrollably, and it took all the strength I had to etch an unassuming wish onto the surface of the plaque. "If there is a next life, I wish to learn to cherish myself and live wholeheartedly for myself just once." I had been far too cowardly in this life. I spent my brief 20-odd years desperately and relentlessly pursuing love due to a childhood starved of affection. I resolved that in my next life, I would not repeat these mistakes; I would live with reckless freedom, expressing myself fully, and let my own unique brilliance shine.

I knew at that moment that I had just crossed my boundary. ////////////////////////////////// Okay, so I have decided to give each chapter a status Frenzy(easy to write) Cranky( not easy) Frenzy but a little Cranky, you know what that is. This is imperfection, the first trilogy.

Garry connected the dots, Kaiden nodded, he has seen and heard even the unspoken words of Fiona. Madam Dera shook her head “No wonder the curse was effective.” Madam Elise nodded. “Do you know what she asked for?” Kaiden asked. They all shook their heads in the negative including Elise. Kaiden sighed and said “She asked for everlasting unhappiness for her enemy, that their son, which is their happiness would never be happy and wouldn’t find his mate, she was the one who cursed me.” “She was pained.” Chase said sadly, Garry nodded in agreement.

he said, and my mind spun. “What?” “I'm childish, and that is the truest me,” he added, and the pure light is intensified in his eyes. He shyly look away, and sigh the deepest. “I see you've been swayed by the resurfacers and your heart may set in me. But that's their scheme to revise your mind and take you away from your dangerous affection that you subconsciously take, my princess!” I almost burst out to laugh, but I restraint myself. Did I hear him right? What's with the dangerous affetion anyway?

I have to give myself a break from constantly loving her. I have to say I didn’t enjoy her company and she means nothing to me. she is just a distraction for me. I don’t want to impose my feeling on Babi knowing the fact that she has already gone through so much but that doesn’t I can just stop loving her. taking care of her is getting harder and harder for me due to the fact that I can't control my feelings. I have to find other ways to distract myself.

It's where I'm supposed to be sitting but I like being able to wheel myself away from the room when I don't feel like talking. "Would you like to expatiate?" I sigh, my eyes going to a frame proclaiming me brave and I chuckle. I really haven't felt brave in such a long time, I've always felt like I lived everyday just walking one day after another, giving no regard for anything asides my dreams. Marriage was like a shackle, my supposed husband a devil, I don't even know what to think about Abdul-Mumin Goje or whatever his real name is. "I'm at fault because I let myself sit down in pain, in distress and did nothing about it until it came and blew up in my face." She notes another thing down