Re-written Novels & Stories

« To my dear crowned prince whom I sincerely care for, Did you spend a good week without me ? I remember someone saying that he’ll have a bad time without me. Even now, when summer is soon ending, the birds are singing, and the flowers are blooming beautifully, I wonder if you feel the wonderful weather outside or you are drowning in the pile of works that were awaiting your dear hands, missing every touch of it. I thank you in advance for your next letter, and I hope that I’ll see you soon. Sincerely, Your beloved Bonine. » This was my twenties letter; I had to rewrite it several times since I am used to getting back to every teasing he had made me experience. Even when the test ended and w

“What?! What it looks like? I just had cut my hair. I felt it was time to make some changes about myself, about my image. So, I decided to start with my hair… These romantic waves caught my eye in a magazine and… here’s the result! A new wonderful haircut.” “I can see that…” “So, since it’s so obvious, why are you so mad about it? Was I supposed to ask for your permission?” she retorted pertly, squaring her shoulders. “Come on, Gabriel! Get used to it! It’s not like I cut an arm or something. It will grow back.”

On day ten of our cold war, Barry posted a pic—him and Lyla, locked in a kiss. His 'one true love.' I sent in my study abroad application without a word. At our grad party, he strolled in with Lyla, fingers laced with hers, looking at her with all his affection. A friend hesitated. "But what about Amelia? She loves you. You guys are getting married." Barry smirked. "She was just a stand-in. Now that Lyla's back, my fiancée should change too." So I slipped off the ring, handed it over, and disappeared. And he lost it. Tore through everything trying to find me. Years later, he finally did. Saw me with my husband, picking out baby supplies. His eyes went red. "Amelia, come back

Bailey stood there hesitating silently. "Maddie’s been sent back. Her system malfunctioned. The manufacturer said her emotional module overloaded, so she was returned for repairs." Sent back. The words echoed through my mind without settling anywhere. The AI sister who had infiltrated our home when I was fourteen—the one who took over my room, my place, and my entire existence—had simply been returned. She had been sent back, treated as nothing more than a flawed commodity returned to its maker in a shipping crate. Bailey slowly walked to my bedside with leaden strides. After standing there for several seconds, he suddenly crouched down and buried his face in his hands.

From the man who believes he is always in control. Long time, Gianne, he wrote, adding a laughing emoji. Thor. Asshole.

I couldn't wait for her to finish up so that I can eat her passionately. Time moved so fast and it was time to return back home after that long day. My wife had really changed her attitude towards me. She looked at me with so much affection. She was so much into me. "Babe you know what, I really love you." She said as she leaned on my shoulder. Amanda hardly said those words and I knew how much she meant it. " I love you more babe, I will make sure you remain a happy queen." I replied as I drove back home.

The name of the foundation was . Ruined or patched.

THIRD PERSON POV The morning of the coronation dawned bright and clear, the sun casting a warm glow over the grounds of Titanic Wave. Edna stood before the mirror, her hands trembling slightly as she smoothed the delicate blue dress Ansel had given her the night before. The fabric shimmered under the morning light, a testament to her new status and the love Ansel held for her. She took a deep breath, her reflection staring back at her with a mix of determination and nerves.

I gasped and clamped my mouth when it dawned on me that they are talking about my house. "That's good , How much is your remaining balance" " Our balance is 40 million" "Ok , 40 mill.... 40 what?!" "Sir , your ears has been working since, we said Forty million dollars" The man said brusquely. "I thought I gave you twenty million and our agreed balance was two million , why Forty million dollars" " We are talking about the lives of human beings , not chickens , okay?" "But.." "No buts ,Mr Rogers or else I'll tell the whole world what you sent us for "

However, she still messed it up in the end. This time, it was her fault that she wasted time. She could not blame anyone else. She thought, 'Even if I feel regretful now, there's nothing I can do to fix it. The sketches in my hand now have turned into wasted drafts.' Madelyn threw the sketches into the trash can. Soon after, Jane rose from her seat. "Good news! Encounter Gaming's bonus just came through. The finance team will distribute it to everyone's bank accounts shortly." Everyone stood up, clapped, and cheered. They said, "Thank you!"