Made In Abyss Author Controversy Novels & Stories

His cold eyes remained, yet his lips slowly curved into a devilish smirk. Let's see if you can still say those words at our next meeting, Vestian. "Whoever fights with monster should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you," Celestin stated a quote out of the blue. "Remember my favorite quote I used to tell you, father?" "What the heck are you talking about, you futile child?"

Allen asked. "No I'm, fine" I'm not sure if I'm okay. I felt as though my episodes are getting worst. I sigh with fake exasperation. "I just hate that baby crying." I said. They knew what I'm talking about, I'm an open book to them. "Well, did you see her?" Hue asked. "Luna?"

"If you have a little time Imman, please allow me to talk to you in my library. This is only brief so I will not consume much of your time." The lawyer assents and followed the chairman to his library where he was asked to sit down on the chair in front of the desk. He quite remembered the place where the chairman once asked him about the picture at the newspaper involving him and Ella. When both of them have seated down comfortably, chairman Agustin started asking him directly if what he heard was true. "Do I have to be worried about the said rumor, Imman? I have already told my daughter to cancel any plans for your wedding but I know she will not listen to me, so, for the sake of my health

However, their plan went up in smoke as a flood of backlash and accusations engulfed them. Soon, people began digging into my old dispute with Ruby and directly called out the platform. “Vera Mason was a top-ranked author for years. I always doubted those plagiarism claims. We only trusted Ruby Quinn because the platform vouched for her.” “Aside from those few answers about her crush, Ruby Quinn’s responses at the meet-and-greet were completely incoherent and shallow. But who’s to say she didn’t just memorize a pre-written script beforehand?” “I read the chapter she posted and quickly deleted a while back. It was rambling and childish—like something a grade-schooler would write. Is that her

She turned to her left and saw Mrs Westwood and Alicia scowling really hard at the scene in front of them. " This is just the beginning of tonight bitches. More is on the way." Ashley said inwardly with her dirty smirk. (Author's Sad Note) I've been criticized for being an awful Author simply because I put my readers choices in my story. Calling me an awful Author. Asking me to pay you back your money spent on reading my book. Calling my book a trash.. Asking me to learn from famous Authors etc.... I'm okay with your criticisms. But you have to know there's a thin line between criticism and abuse. You are welcome to criticize me or my book. But please don't abuse me. I have to remove such co

Now, it's me against the virility and cruelty of the world. "You think we don't know what you are?" "What do you mean by that?" My gaze snapped to the other tall guy surprised by what they said. "You're from the Abyss, we know it. You, people, have wreaked a lot of havoc and killing one of you will make us feel better, bitch." He flashed his braces. It is the last thing I expected to hear especially after hiding for months. "An Abyss bitch!" A hand slapped across me, I shoved my baby closer to me stepping backwards. Thinking I have the situation under control.

In the majority, her fans were incredibly sympathetic and supportive, and there were many messages from various media sources wanting interviews, as well as entreaties from various groups for her representation, but there were also those who used her social media to spew vitriol about women’s irresponsibility and that sexual assault was a result of dress choice and behaviour. There were several missed calls from Gabriella and Lucas, and a message from Aaron advising not to answer them and that he had told them that he was filtering calls from the record company so that they should not call Mirage. And finally, there was a stream of increasingly abusive messages from the burner phone. Vice to

Those filthy photos that later reached Vivienne were taken when they tried to break my mind. If I fought back, the torture only got worse. The agony I endured there was a hundred times worse than what anyone saw on screen. After the video stopped, the chat exploded. "My God! This is The Abyss?! It's literally hell!" "The Russos are monsters! Even if he's adopted, how could they do this!" "Poor Cassius! Where is he now? Is he still alive?!" "Call the FBI right now! Arrest the Russos! Save Cassius!"

"If you want fame, why don't you do something fun with me? www." "Bet that little thing down there is small as it is lololol." "Lololol, what a worthless thing." Because of the paper bag covering his face, I couldn't see the guy’s face in the Livestream, but he appeared to be in a state of panic. It looks that all of these insensitive remarks were having a negative impact on him. "I'm going to jump off this building, and you're going to figure out how I'm going to become a legend!"

“Miss Pritchard, you’re telling me Madison instructed you to distribute this?” Abby nodded, tears spilling down her cheeks. “Yes, sir. She’s been… pushing me to do things for her. Threatening me. She said if I didn’t, she’d tell everyone I made the video that framed Annie.” Adkins’ gaze flicked to me, then back to Abby. “The video from the ball?” he asked, his tone sharp. “You’re admitting to creating it?” Abby swallowed hard, her voice breaking. “Yes. I manipulated it with AI to make Annie look bad. Madison told me to do it. I’m so sorry, sir. I didn’t want to, but she… she made me feel like I had no choice.”