Disenchantment Novels & Stories

"If something goes wrong, it will not be good for you. Remember this" Throughout this conversation, I was looking at Alaric intently, or rather, was attracted to him. His presence was a great support for me, even though we did not know each other properly. Strong shoulders, dark silky settled hair from the night, eyes like hot cups of honey, tall stature, strong body, and soft nature are his strengths. Any girl will try hard to be with him.When he turned towards me, I lowered my eyes, trembling. My heart beat faster and I felt ashamed. I am no longer holy. I have no right to have such feelings for any special person. I will stigmatize my tarnished life as well as his. Thinking about all this

Sally looked at him, not approving his idea. "How can you be so irresponsible?" Sally slapped Edward's arms as she scolded her. It's a miracle that Alex still remembers Anna's allergic food. "No need to stop the marriage. It would be inauspicious" Sally smiled as made them sit in front of the fire. The priest adds some oil as Alex gently stops him from adding. Edward sighed to see how much his friend was caring. Edward is already sweating tons because of this heavy dress and the fire was adding more misery to him. Because of Anna's parents wish the ritual were by the indian priest and the entire process is new and exciting for all to watch.

She guided me to the corner of the floor for a lesser chance of being heard by others. She sighed before she continued. “All of these guests aren’t invited to review this cruise nor to have a fancy get away. An auction will be held once we land. Not for any paintings or jewelries. It’s much bigger. Formulas. I heard that it can give any man unnatural strength and speed, in exchange of cognition.” “So it’s a drug.” I plainly said.

NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN! BANISH HER! Some spat at me as I knelt, tears streaming down my face. My father was held captive, his cries for help echoing in the night. My mother, miles away, was oblivious to the horror unfolding. Serbian checked his watch. "It's almost midnight. The moon is rising." "Caroline," he said, his voice cold, "you are hereby no longer considered as a member of the Silverfox pack. All ties are severed. You are now a fugitive, an outcast."

"In the 'Low-Frequency' universes, they’ve started to believe that the 'Steam' is a divine spirit and that the 'Soot' is our holy mark. They’ve forgotten that we were just hungry people in a cold room. They’re turning our 'Labor' into a 'Myth'." Audrey shook her head, the gears of her crown clicking in disapproval. "We cannot allow the 'Friction' to be replaced by 'Faith,' Lucas. Faith is a form of stasis. If they believe the engine runs because we are 'Gods,' they will stop checking the valves themselves. They’ll wait for a miracle instead of picking up a hammer. We have to 'Desanctify' the works. We have to show them the grease beneath the gold."

《Author's POV》 Since that day Albert had the date with Jenny, he wasn't himself anymore. He couldn't get the look in her eye out of his head. The pain and disappointment etched at every corner of those beautiful eyes, they haunted him every given second. He had never had any issues with breaking off a relationship with other ladies before. Hell!! He didn't even get to have a close relationship with Jenny so why does it hurt this bad?? He wanted it to stop. It was ruining everything for him, making him seem like a shadow of his former self. He doesn't even enjoy the things he used to before.

The swirling vortex of energy shimmered, its edges softening, and the blinding light dimmed, replaced by a soft, comforting glow. Relief washed over Anya as the anomaly stabilized. The collective wave of hope, fueled by the combined spirit of the galaxy, had neutralized the weapon of despair. The whispers, now mere echoes of a cautionary tale, would serve as a reminder of the dangers of unchecked ambition and the importance of fostering positive emotions.

"Don't say my name. It makes me feel filthy. We're over. There's no going back for us. Why must you act like a madman and ruin my life? Without you, my life is infinitely better. "I hate you. I will never forgive you!" The color drained from Mike's face. His body trembled, and he began murmuring, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." I didn't look at him again. Taking Finn's hand, I turned and walked away. Behind us, Mike's wailing echoed, raw and desperate, but I never turned back. … Two years later, I married Finn. At the wedding, someone anonymously sent a gift: 1,000,001 dollars. The sight of the sum left the guests buzzing in astonishment.

Amanda wailed, her sobs escalating into a full-blown tantrum. Charlotte pulled the shrieking child into her arms and stared at me tearfully. "Tess, I know you don't like us very much, but how could you stoop so low as to hurt my daughter?" Jonathan crossed the room to me and eyed me stormily. "Tessa Wendell, what did you put in that soup?" I fixed them both with an icy look and said, "It's regular chicken soup. I didn't add any spice to it, save for some pepper to taste."

[Host has suffered catastrophic injustice: deprivation of dignity and theft of achievement. [Current unfairness count: 3/3.] [Judgment confirmed. Death program initiating.] [Brain-death countdown: 10 minutes.]