The Origins Of You นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Black The Origin chapter 1: Alkhun Berhalksawn “Just a little more, Venus…” They have prepared the sheets, as the red stains of labor spread in the bed where Venus lays. “Ahhhh…. It hurts…” She held her womb in pain. “Don’t worry honey, I’m here for you…” Keppler held her hand tighter. “Ahhhh…” *Baby Cries* “It’s a boy…” Her sister whispers as she saw Alkhun, her older sister’s first born.

That incident was not the last, although Eleven hoped that it would never happen again, after that her father often did it, forcing Eleven to kiss him, fondle Eleven's body wildly, her whole body was enjoyed by her own father. That's why Eleven turned into a quiet and introverted girl. She was ashamed of what was happening in her life, she often wanted to kill herself but her father always caught her and canceled her actions. Even her father rarely allowed Eleven to leave the house since she knew Eleven wanted to kill herself.

Oh right, I thought remembering I took that from him. "On the other hand, Mr.Barbson wasn't born into it, he married into it. His wife's great grandfather, Peterson Gregory and MartinI started the group. When I found out, I called it shenanigans, now I'll say it's the best thing that ever happened to me. To us." "You're pushing it. I haven't completely wrapped my head around this stuff. So use the term 'you'." I air quoted. "The best thing that ever happened to you and not us."

The memory was seared into her brain. It flooded her with guilt and shame but it wasn’t enough to push away the butterflies in her stomach or the sweet throbbing in her neck where he had marked her with his teeth. It was short, intense and with a person whom she had never met before, a person that was like an abomination to werewolves. A human. Her heart leapt as she thought of her little act of rebellion. It left a bitter-sweet after taste in her mouth – if her kin were to find out –

Her entire family, her world, gone in an instant. To say she was surprised to have inherited a house in a forest in the middle of nowhere was an understatement. As far as Laurie knew, her father hadn't mentioned their family ever having roots or even knowing anyone from this part of the country. She knew nothing and no one here but didn't have the heart to sell the only thing she had left of her family.

Kate adopts an exhausted, scoffing intonation in the last bit. “You mean…” Nathan says uncertainly, “‘jjajeungna’?” “Yeah, yeah. That’s what I meant. I feel so jajingna because I still don’t have an origin on my Double Vision board.” “Origin” refers to the past part of the Double Vision; the big questions that they need to sort out like "Why am I here" and "Where did I come from" before they can get a real shot at figuring out their destination. But if you ask the campers, origin means “origin story”, like Bruce Wayne’s parents getting murdered in a dark alley or Peter Parker getting bitten by a radioactive spider. The only thing different is, instead of turning out as superheroes, they’re a

"Why are you doing this?" "I've wanted you since the day I met you on that photo shoot last year. I knew you'd be my ticket to fame, but then you rejected me for some dumb girl you left behind in your hometown. I knew that I had to try to get you back. I mean you’re hot, rich, and famous." She rakes her nails across my chest and down my arms.

it all combined into a single, white-hot point of absolute, unadulterated **Rage**. I wasn't a girl. I wasn't a Queen. I was the **Origin**. And the Origin doesn't choose between lives. The Origin **decides** what lives. "I REJECT YOUR CHOICE!" I roared. The sound that came out of my throat wasn't human. It was the sound of a world being born and a world being destroyed at the same time.