Quotes On Not Fitting In Novels & Stories

All her life, Hope has been different. Her mother was captured by hunters who impregnated her then experimented on her while she was pregnant. It wasn’t until Hope shifted for the first time that she and others truly understood what the hunters had done. Hope is a true hybrid, embodying traits of both animals. Rather than having one dominant gene and one animal to shift into, Hope shifts into an animal that is part wolf and part bear. Because she’s different, Hope has always been bullied by other wolves. Levi is the half-brother of Guardian Grace. He was a toddler when Grace confronted and killed their father in a battle of dominance. Thankfully, Grace and her mate, Eli, took Levi and his mother into their pack, where Levi has grown up. Hope and Levi have naturally been drawn to each other as misfits within their pack. They’ve grown up as friends, but as they’ve gotten older, they’ve felt a different sort of relationship blossoming between them. When Hope turns eighteen, she recognizes Levi as her mate. Levi is thrilled, having loved Hope for years. But Hope doesn’t feel worthy of Levi and refuses to accept him as her mate. He convinces her not to reject him, but when he pushes her too hard, Hope flees, leaving Levi destitute and desperate to find her. Levi searches everywhere for Hope unable find her until help comes from an unexpected place. When he finally finds Hope again, can Levi convince her that she was meant for him? Will Hope be able to trust Levi with the secret that caused her to run in the first place? Can the two of them come together, two misfits, fitting together to make something perfect? Find out in this Guardians Spin-off.

I rented a house with a bloody history because it was cheap. On the first night after moving in, the faucet turned on by itself. I yelled into thin air, “Are you paying the water bill?!” The water instantly stopped flowing. I thought that was just the beginning of the ghost not bothering me. Unexpectedly, the next day, I saw a main course with two side dishes prepared on the dining table.

Ethan and I met at a soup kitchen in the slums. We were fighting over half a moldy bread roll. I only learned his story from other people later. His father was the head of Lorencio's largest crime family, killed in a bloody power struggle from within. His mother took a payout and vanished. My father was an accountant for another family. He was framed for cooking the books and shot dead. Same story, same wound. That was what brought us together. We clawed our way up from a crumbling slum to the marble halls of the Lorencio crime families, until finally Ethan took his seat as Don of the Valeria Family. Nine years of marriage. No church. No proposal. Not even a proper cake. Then one day, out of nowhere, Ethan said he wanted to get me a diamond ring. "We had no church and no priest when we got married. I've been meaning to do this properly for a long time. And there'll be more to come." I stared at the custom diamond in the display case, enormous and flawless, and felt something close to happiness. The sales associate smiled and complimented his taste, mentioning that another couple had just ordered a ring too. They'd walked out minutes ago, planning a proposal for tomorrow. "Nine years together and still this in love. That's everything." I reached for his hand. He stepped away, said he needed to take a call. I hadn't heard his phone ring. I followed. Down the hallway, I watched him press a woman against the wall, his mouth on hers. His voice was sharp with jealousy. "You actually agreed to let him propose to you?" "Break it off. I'll buy you the ring." I stood frozen. My chest caved in. Then a pair of hands pulled me into a fitting room alcove. A man's breath was close, warm in the dark. A low voice, almost amused: "Your husband's sleeping with my fiancée. Why don't we give it a try too?"

I'm a cheapskate, so I decide to rent a haunted apartment at a low price. On the first night of moving into said apartment, the taps turn on by themselves. I yell angrily at the empty apartment, "You'd better pay the water bill, then!" The water stops flowing immediately. It has me thinking that this is the beginning of a long, arduous battle between humans and the supernatural… Unexpectedly, I see a piping hot meal on the dining table the next day.

Life has been cruel to Martin. Life deprived him his family, happiness, and home. But life, at the same time, gave him another chance. When everything in his life seemed to end, when his breath was at its last draw, the hurricane of fate blew an ounce of pity to his poor unfortunate life and gave him a string of hope that is hard to grasp and navigate. Did fate pity him, or was it just another ploy of a supreme being out there who can flick their hands and change the universe’s motion? Will Martin forget his dimly written past and begin anew and write his own story with his very own hands in a land forsaken by the galaxy and attain the peak he sought after? His new land will be his kingdom; his new people will be his loyal subjects; his new power will be his weapon. Will his new life be kind to him? Will his fate be changed for good? Will he finally attain happiness? Come, enjoy, and travel with me as we embark to a journey with Martin.