Santri Letter

"..as you can see from the title.. it's our last letter for you..", mom is sobbing as dad said that and he pulls my mom closer to him and kissed her temple, normally I would gag at their affections but this time I couldn't bring myself to do that. ".. we know you had so many questions you want to ask us about.. but time is still time.. we're mortal.. we can't run from it.. like we can't reach the edge of the universe no matter how much speed and power and technology we have today..", he then pauses.

During a mission overseas, I shielded my younger brother from an explosion—only to wake up months later, my body broken, my mind trapped in the void of a coma. Grateful for my sacrifice, he repaid me by marrying my wife. When I finally clawed my way back to consciousness and rushed home, I found my son kneeling on the ground, sobbing as his college acceptance letter lay shredded in his fists. My nephew loomed over him, slamming a steel pipe into his back. "Lick my shoes clean," he sneered. "Who are you to think you deserve an education?" And there was my wife clapping in delight, dabbing the sweat from my nephew’s brow like a doting servant. "You’re just like your deadbeat father," My wife spat. "Born to be my stepping stone." My eyes bloodshot, I tightened my fists. Every last one of them would pay for this dearly.

Clara Blake. That's me. The normal girl everyone barely noticed until my step dad Carl decided that I needed to be his personal punching bag. Everyone knew yet they never decided to do anything about it or help me out of my misery and get me away from this horrid man. Mum never knew or she pretended not to see anything. I mean she was in love with Carl and after dad I probably couldn't blame her. You see dad went away to serve his country and not long after we received a death letter ,as they call it, telling us that he had been lost to war. It wasn't long after the letter about dad had come before Carl had moved into mum's life and they got married. We were a normal happy family up until I had turned six. I remember it like it was yesterday. He came into my room after mum went to bed and he just started hitting me. Never where it would be too obvious seen. When we received the letter from dad that he was coming home after all I was ecstatic. He was going to come and save me from this hell hole that I was in. Unfortunately Carl also saw the letter and that night he had decided that he would end me as it would be my fault for everything as I sent the letter to make my mother sad and cry. My best friend telling me he loves me and dad coming back made my head spin. Joining the FBI as an agent was fun and all until being kidnapped and rescued by a very handsome prince charming. Follow along and join me on my story of my chaotic and drama filled life both in love and work.

My husband, who's a negotiation expert, allows his intern to recklessly anger some criminals. It causes me, the hostage, to suffer severe injuries in the explosion, and my right leg breaks because of it. Yet, my husband once again issues a letter of forgiveness for her. "My wife, as a reporter, ignored warnings and forced contact with the criminals to get the scoop. The main responsibility lies with her. Kimberly, being a newcomer, should not bear major fault." I don't cry or make a scene. I simply pull out a divorce agreement. However, he sneers at me. "I know you're just jealous and want me to comfort you, but don't cross the line." For the past three years, I've brought up the topic of divorce 47 times, and each time, he treats it like I'm just throwing a tantrum. But it's different this time. His name has already been signed on this divorce agreement. As long as I add my signature to it, it will take effect immediately.

Zachary Smithson was my uncle in name. When I was seventeen, I confessed to him, but he rejected me fiercely. He tore up my love letter and told me to give up on such thoughts. When I was twenty-two, I graduated and attempted to move out. To my surprise, I found a dress I had lost. He had hidden it under his pillow.

" Do i scare you, Micaela." "Your majesty." I whimper, avoiding his gaze. I couldn't muster the courage to meet him in the eyes, not when his intimidating demeanour blocked every sense of reasoning. " mea bella mate ," the way he uttered those strange words, so soft, so delicate, like a sweet caress. Yet I couldn't bring myself to be swayed by his tactics. He wasn't just the king but a man betrothed to another, and I was merely a maid assigned to serve him. "What would Anastasia think if she walks in on our compromising position?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper. " I couldn’t give two sh*t what she thinks or feels." His tone was so calm yet frightening. " She means absolutely nothing to me." ♧♧♧ Micaela Whitlock was born and raised inside the Palace, having little experience with life beyond its gates. Despite the benefit of working at the palace, her life was anything but enjoyable. It has been 100 years since the beast overran the human world, eradicating the vast majority of people and enslaving the remainder. Unfortunately, her parents had been among the people who had been taken prisoner. She followed instructions to the letter, doing everything in her power to blend in and go unnoticed until an awful event occurred and irrevocably altered her life.

Dear Student, I am delighted to inform you that you have been accepted into Terlace Academy. As you know, Terlace is a school that welcomes all species from all different realms. We believe in unity and equality. You will receive a high-quality education and have the opportunity to learn even more about yourself. There will be a follow-up letter send out addressing several topics such as uniform, curriculum and starting dates. Until then, I wish you well and await your arrival. Look forward to seeing you, Asmodeus Headteacher Of Terlace Academy - Unification For All. Division For None. -

My boyfriend, Drew Myers, has proposed to me 99 times. Meanwhile, his childhood sweetheart, Tammy Fowler, has relapsed into depression 99 times. When Drew makes his 100th proposal, Tammy's depression strikes once more. As usual, he picks up Tammy's call, a gentle smile playing on his lips. With a tired sigh, he turns to me and says, "She's having another breakdown. We'll have to put the proposal on hold this time." Despite it being my birthday, Drew starts clearing away the freshly served dishes as if it were any other day. Fearing I might complain, he shoots me a cold, disapproving glance. "I know you're jealous of Tammy, but she's the one who's struggling. You're a soldier. You should be the bigger person and give her some leeway." Not only does Drew want me to eat Tammy's scraps, but he also orders me to bring them climbing gear at midnight. When Tammy shares intimate photos of them hugging online, his only reaction is to lash out at me. "Do you honestly find satisfaction in pushing Tammy to another breakdown? Is this the honor of a soldier? Your cruelty sickens me!" Over and over, he tears down my character and mocks my integrity. But this time, I simply look down at the special forces recruitment letter in my hand and say nothing. Drew remains oblivious. At last, I'm the one who's letting go.

Betrayed by the man she loved and sacrificed everything for, Isabella Laurent is left shattered when her long-time boyfriend, Ryan, tosses her aside for a wealthier, more connected fiancée. Once the devoted partner who tries to help him build his empire, Isabella is now branded a gold digger and humiliated in front of everyone she once trusted. But Isabella is not a victim. Returning to the Laurent estate, Isabella embraces the powerful heiress she was meant to be. With her sharp mind, unparalleled ambition, and unyielding determination, she vows to reclaim everything Ryan stole from her and make him regret ever crossing her. When a mysterious letter from Alexander Blackwood, her estranged fiance, and a ruthless billionaire, lands in her hands, Isabella finds her hands, and Isabella finds herself at the crossroads of revenge and redemption. Alexander, with his icy demeanor and untouchable empire, offers her a partnership that could change the game. Together, they form an alliance to take down their enemies, but their simmering chemistry threatens to ignite a fire that neither can control. As Isabella rises from the ashes of betrayal, she discovers that revenge is more than a dish best served cold; it's an art. And she intends to be its master. But in the game of power, betrayal, and love, who will emerge victorious? But in the game of power, betrayal, and love, who will emerge victorious?

A bankrupt aristocratic family that only has a name on a paper residency document. Suddenly surprised by the arrival of a letter of application from the capital city. An application that came from a large, highly respected family. From the start it seemed strange but in the end they could no longer avoid it, with great compulsion the only daughter of the family had to go along with the envoy sent to pick her up for her future husband's castle. The proposal that was initially thought to be a blessing turned out to be a disaster, a family that, even though they live in poverty, enjoys everything with a smile. When they know the fate of the girl who was picked up for marriage ends in misfortune. A family that has always enjoyed life is torn apart by the pseudo-happiness of a suspicious proposal. Hello to the readers, if you really like this story please click L*O*V*E, like, give me five star, and to add this story to your heirloom list, don't forget to give me more gem. I have one more story A GIRL FOR THE BEASTS come and see it maybe you will like it. Thankyou