My Own Little World Novels & Stories

said the old man. I caught my gasping breath and answered in a halting voice. “I-I am so tired! Why am I here? I didn't even do anything wrong. I really am trapped in a strange world! Aaaaaa ...... why is my fate so unlucky? First I entered the world of novels and now in heaven. What is this? What a world! Who created this world? " I said with panic. When An is in panic, a novelist appears nearby. The author says, "You created this world yourself, you created this novel. Aduh, why do I have such a stupid character?

he murmured, low and cold, the words meant only for me, “you belong to my world.” I felt a sudden, dizzying drop, like the elevator was falling again.I realized I had just signed a paper to save my father, but I had absolutely no idea what kind of monster’s world I had just stepped into.

** tere aage ye duniya hai pheeki si mere bin tu na hogi kisi ki bhi ab ye zaahir sare-aam hai, ailaan hai (this world is a little pale compared to you, you won't belong to anyone else but me. now it's clear to all, it's an announcement.) jab tak jahaan me subah shaam hai tab tak mere naam tu jab tak jahaan mein mera naam hai tab tak mere naam tu (as long as there are mornings and evenings, you are mine. as long as my name is there in the world,

“Who said I’m taking it as mine? Ireregalo ko siya sa isang tao.” The guy laughed in return. “Hay nako. Hindi ko na kailanga’ng hulaan kung sino.” He shook his head. “But I don’t think your lifetime crush will accept this. At higit sa lahat,” he breathed out, “aanhin ni Devon ang kabayo?” Now, these strangers are planning to take me as a present for someone who is an equal stranger. These lower beings . . . ! Once I turn into my real self, I will devour them with no fail!

Maybe that's just the way fate works. With that, I pulled my hand away. "Some things, once lost, can never be regained. Life is long, and we should move forward. I sincerely hope you find your own happiness. Goodbye." With those final words, I walked out of the restaurant. Outside, the lights were dazzling, and the stars filled the sky.

We all are. “Uhm,” I murmur, my voice barely audible. “I…” What am I supposed to say? Tell him about myself? We’ve been trained not to be unique. To fit neatly into whatever mold our buyer chooses. “I like to travel,” I offer finally. A truth. A useless one. “Travel?” he repeats, baffled, as if the concept itself is foreign. I nod politely. “I would like to see the world.” “I could take you places,” he says, his tone suddenly brighter.

So when I had just entered university, they arranged a marriage for me. But I was young and headstrong. I refused to accept their plans. I insisted on finding true love on my own. Being with Carrie was partly an act of defiance. But the love I later had for her was real. My father was furious and cut me off financially. So everything I achieved over the years, I built with my own hands. Still, I knew they had been quietly helping me all along. I made a call. "Mom… I miss you." Her voice choked with emotion on the other end.

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Nickolai POV. I'm a person who's in charge, I was always in charge, I'm the king of my own world, and now I'm in her world, I'm in the world that she created, she's such a talented little thing, she built a perfect world, she made everything up, I'm part of her world right now. But that doesn't mean she's living the part, in her stories, the littles are more dependent and they are more on the softer side but not my little girl, not her of course.

I'm even wearing a gown right now and somehow I know that it's normal as the women around me also wear like that except that it's more modest and simple than what I'm wearing. "Transferring the world's information..." I heard a computer-like voice again. I hold my breath secretly as a lot of data came into my head and there's one sentence I can think of right now as they sink into me. "Holy shit of a God." •°`Monarch of the Underworld`°• "Maybe I'm so used to look at the darkness that the moment I lay my eyes on you, I was so fascinated with the colors you've brought" •••