Mythical Bird Names

How will you feel when you end up with the same person you were trying to find an escape from? How will you feel when you end up in a one-night stand with your Ex-husband? Her eyes fluttered as she felt the morning cool breeze brushing against her bare body, which was semi-covered with a quilt. Although her eyes felt heavy to even blink, her other senses were high alert. She could hear the bird chirping outside the windows, she could smell a familiar masculine cologne, her body covered with goosebumps with the presence of someone familiar, and her heart beats rapidly on its own accord. That's when her brain registered her surroundings and could recollect her last passionate night with someone who would be her soon-to-be ex-husband. How? When? Why? She mentally slapped herself, but then she couldn't hide the contentment. She felt as if she was complete now. She couldn't stop but feel happy again. Why? Why does she feel like falling in love again? "I see you are still the w***e you were back then," his words broke her little dream she just thought of. "A desperate woman like you, who can with her ex-husband, can no wonder w***e around any men." He said with no remorse. "I did the right thing by divorcing you. How much do you charge for a night?" he smirked, looking at her teary face. "Here! Take extra 200 bucks for the sake of our old times." She vowed never to cry in front of her husband, but what he said just now shattered her soul beyond repair. Her quivering body and hollow eyes didn't hide the agony she felt at that very moment. "Sorry for loving you."

Tess Janssen was ridiculed with the betrayal of her childhood lover after their marriage and discovering he only agreed to their marriage for the sole purpose of establishing his company with her father´s support, and after her father´s demise he treated her like used water. Unable to make terms with the fact that she was in love with a shadow all along, Tess drugged Ruben and made love to him at a room in the hotel the ceremony for the official launching of his mobile app was held. Ruben woke up furious as memories of the steamy night clouded his memory, she didn't only violate him, she left him signed divorce papers which he tore in rage. Tess traveled to the US and realized a few weeks later that she was pregnant. For a second, she thought to return to Ruben’s side, but news of his marriage got to her ears, and her chest burned furiously with revenge, discarding the thoughts of reunion. On the other side of the world, Ruben made his assistant spread the fake news of his marriage to Tess´s acquaintances. Ever since that night, a seedling of conflicting emotions sprouted in his heart, burning furiously. She was different that night compared to the usually meek Tess, she was wild and free, a part of him was attracted to that and upset she stepped all over him. Unknown to Tess, they were still a legally wedded couple, and Ruben has been on the search for her. Her return to the Netherlands was a mission for her second identity as a hacker, Blue Bird, to investigate ´De Vries, Ruben´s mobile app company for stealing his mobile app users´ personal information. The perfect chance for revenge for both sides wielding a double-headed sword.

A woman trapped in her mysterious dreams finds herself in people's past since her childhood. As the fragments of dreams show her bits of many people's pasts! When she trained herself to live with this mysterious ability, she found herself in her own past one day! And after visiting her past if she gets hurt in her dream, she bleeds in real too. In the past, it wasn't this fatal as those were others' past! But why do the people in her dreams show up in front of her now with the same names?! Why did her closed one's past get added as a bonus?! It's like she knows even some strangers well without even talking to them in person! And what's with her loose mouth uttering bull**** without realising?! It's like she has a whole different person and emotions in her! The memories of her past show up in unexpected situations catching her off guard and making her look like a crazy woman who is in dire need of admission to a mental asylum! --- Hey dears! Hope you like and support my story!

Grace is desperate for answers, and her search leads her to a town teeming with supernatural beings. Here in Darkness Falls, Louisiana, she uncovers a prophecy that names her as the key to an ancient conflict, yet she finds herself ensnared in a web of distrust. Two factions, locked in a bitter rivalry for centuries, claim they need her, but their use of the term “Halfblood/Halfbreed" ignites a fire of indignation within her. As she delves deeper into her lineage, Grace learns that she is half werewolf, a legacy inherited from her father. Yet the notion of being half human, as they insist, feels fundamentally wrong. The truth begins to unravel when a powerful vampire lord meets his demise while attempting to claim her for his interpretation of the prophecy. In that moment of chaos, Grace discovers a shocking revelation: she is not merely part human or part werewolf; she is something entirely unexpected, a being that neither side could have foreseen. Now, she stands at a crossroads. Can she place her trust in the Alpha, who has emerged as her greatest protector amidst the turmoil? Or should she heed her instincts, which whisper of deeper truths yet to be revealed?

Hatred is one of the biggest issue that everyone is dealing right now where we're all living in the contemporary world. Also forgiveness doesn't exist if we committed a mistake from someone who doesn't want us to be forgiven. Each one of us hated a one person and maybe some of us wish them to bury in dead. We didn't want them to know that we hated them, so we're showing it by avoiding to see them everyday. But, Calvorie University has it's own facebook page to help everyone to say their feelings inside for someone that they hate. The school organization letting them to post a kind of racy video, scandal video, embarrassing video of someone that the sender of the message hated most and let everyone can see it in public. They're keeping the sender names by putting anonymous on their messages. Everyone thinks that it was a good idea for them to say their feelings, not until one day, someone is taking a revenge. The revenge started from killing someone who the sender hated most and next target is the sender. Everyone who requested to post their messages, has been killed. Who's that someone taking a revenge?

BOOK SIX (MATE SERIES) Previous books mentioned inside: He was silent; a brooding stranger basking in the darkness as if it were an old friend. The logical part of me wanted to run away screaming and some other part of me that I never knew existed wanted to learn more about him. He looked deadly but his touch was a gentle caress. He looked rude but he was the most easy-going guy I had ever met. We clicked the moment our eyes met and that was when my world turned from all things logic and science related to something mythical and supernatural. I thought it was magic but he laughed, the only sound I'd ever hear leave his perfect lips, and called it a mate bond. ____________________ Dea Kelly is as human as it gets. She doesn't believe in the divine and she most certainly doesn't believe in the supernatural. What she does believe in is science because everything must have a logical explanation. At the age of thirty, she had her entire future planned out. Marry Jason Yates, a fellow scientist who believed in everything she did. Have children ASAP. And live till a hundred (at least she would try to.) But then something happens that she suddenly can't explain. A handsome yet silent stranger that bumped into her while walking on the side walk and the moment their eyes connected, electricity passed between them. It was in that very moment that Dea's life turned inside out.

My birthday present this year is a written contract titled 'Behavioral Reform Contract'. My fiance, who was the mafia head Matteo Giovanni, and my parents have already signed their names at the bottom. Together, they had me sent to the Behavioral Correction Center. … The windows are always shut, and the sunlight is filtered through the metal window bars. They drug, reprimand, and ostracize me to make me shove my feelings of aggrievement down. Even while I am being humiliated and punished, they teach me to force a smile and maintain a steady breath. It was all done in the name of "treating" me. A year passes, and I go from being a so-called "troublemaker" to their ideal version of me—quiet, elegant, and utterly perfect. Matteo beams at me and says, "You've finally become my perfect wife. We can finally marry." I match his smile, a gesture that they think means obedience from my part. However, it is not true. It is just me bidding my farewell before I leave for good. There's something I don't understand, however. They constantly found me lacking, so now that I am gone from their lives, why are they falling apart?

WARNING: This story contains mature content and not suitable for very young readers. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be produced without my written permission. This a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are purely coincidental. Dawn Tonette is a cold ambassador of love. Heart-wrecker most people call her, but once she set eyes to Petrus, she becomes no less than a cute high school girl with a battalion of cherring squad, ready to win the heart of the man she loves. Karma is not a good enemy, though. Because now that her heart started beating again, she has to taste her own medicine. Petrus, a famous varsity player, has no eyes for women. He much rather touch a ball to see not the frown of his father than flirt with a girl who's not even worth his attention. However, Dawn is nowhere near giving up. She's ready to do anything in her power to force him to reciprocate what she feels. So, be ready, Petrus, for you'll soon have to see what a heart-wrecker can do for the thief that stole her heart.

A Spin-off to Rejected Mythical Luna —Julian X Robin Story They say destiny determines how our lives play out, that the Moon Goddess shapes our paths. But if that’s true, then she did a terrible job with mine. Because as I’m being dragged away, all eyes on me and tears burning down my cheeks, I finally understand how cruel destiny can be. After surviving the war with my Alpha and the Luna, a new battle begins, one I didn’t choose but must finish. Revenge? Justice? Maybe that’s what I should live for. Maybe that’s what should keep me fighting, to hunt down the Men of Shadows who destroyed everything I loved. But as I run through that field with the people I now dare to call friends, none of that seems to matter anymore. All I want is my life back. My family. My pack. Him. And if that means killing again, I’ll do it, only this time, I knew better than to do it alone. “Did you really think leaving me behind was the best choice?” he asked, his breath hot against my skin. “I came to you twice, Julian,” he says, his grip firm, his voice trembling with something between pain and love. “You pushed me away both times. This time, I won’t let you fight alone.” Then his lips crashed against mine, and a single tear slipped free. Was this the retribution I’d been seeking… or just the beginning of a curse written by fate.

I'm Odelia, a woman 'maldita' to fall in love with a waiter macho dancer in a bar. Masakit man na iwanan niya ako noon. nalaman ko pang, hindi lang ako ang babae sa buhay niya. I will regret too late, Hindi ako makakapayag na ang lalaking iniwan ako. Mapa-sa inyo, Akin lang siya, hindi siya sa iba. Mahirap ba akong mahalin? At, lahat ng taong minamahal ko iniiwan lang ako. Who am I? Is it hard to love me, my loved ones leave me? — Iniwan mo ako. Iniwan kita. Mahal mo ako, minahal mo na siya, mahal ka niya, mahal kita. Hindi ako nakabalik, hindi mo na ako nahintay. I'm yours. You are hers. You're mine! You choose, Me or Her? She or Am I? — Copyright 2017 © Xyrielle All Rights Reserved No Copy Stories No Plagiarism Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.