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replied Lena in a soft voice. "I think it is time for me to leave, my wife. I have to go now to win the war, my dear. Lena, I love you," whispered Ruven goodbye. They let go of each other's hands and looked at each other. "Ruven, promise me. Please come back alive," Lena pleaded. "Yes, My Darling," replied Ruven. “I love you, Ruven, My King,” Lena replied. Ruven nodded, then he hurried away, leaving Lena. He summoned his troops and set off to leave Flora Island at once with his back straight and his robes fluttering in the wind.

I gloss over the details of our conversation at breakfast though. “I dunno, he’s just so confusing. It’s like, one minute, he hates me and the next minute he- he-” “Can’t keep his hands off of you?” She supplies. “Kind of, yeah,” I reply, blushing. “Well, Vi, you know what they say: there’s a thin line between love and hate.” I let out a chuckle and say, “That’s taking it a little far.” “Sure, whatever you say. So what are you going to do about it?”

lots of love, amara<3

The bright lights went out, and the steady smoke from the smoke machine created this air of mystery that caused everywhere to grow silent. Someone climbed the stage before proceeding slowly to the mic. We watched as she held the mic, waiting with bated breaths for something, anything. And then we heard the sweetest low voice in the history of low voices. The strum of the guitar sounded softly before a red spot light settled on her face. Her violet eyes were the first thing that grabbed me. Just like the first time, I couldn't look away even if I wanted to. It was magnet. As she sang, those beautiful pupils painted every emotion for each line, taking us on a journey of no return. We were all

I say sharing my disgust at him at the very moment. " This is not how you get someone to love you. You do not manipulate the person you love just to fucking get there attention, you cannot force me to love you,I have no control over my heart! The faster you understand that the better for you goddammit! " I say to him through gritted teeth.

I went over to the bedside table and picked up the key card to his computer room which had a door that was aligned with the walls, making it barely visible to anyone who doesn't know of the existence of the room. I placed the key card on the dim red light that kept flashing on and off, and the light turned green under the card before the door slid open. The room was so dark that I could barely even see anything, I reached to the left side of the wall and turned the lights on. I stood at the doorway, staring intently at the computers, and some of the samples of robots we've built, and those that we were still building, and that's when it hit me like a bolt of lightning; Park Min is dead, the

said Amra annoyed . Aron got up from his bed then started to get dressed . Amra kept staring at him with an annoyed expression . " The way you are staring at me is bothersome . You better say what you want to say out loud . " said Aron . " I really hope that there is actually someone out there who can make you understand what love is . Then you will stop sleeping with all these girls like this . " said Amra . " Love ? You gotta be kidding me ! There's no such thing as love. Love is nothing more than mere sex ! " said Aron with a smirk while he dressed up .

I bet she was going to meet my in-game romance. I chose a highly alluring fitted red velvet spaghetti-strap dress and applied bold, striking makeup. In the mirror, my red lips curved slightly. I looked stunning, confident, and unapologetically bold. Since Stacy liked pretending to be me in online relationships, I decided to beat her to it. At 1:30 pm, I arrived at the Riche Cafe near the school 30 minutes early. I immediately noticed Lewis Johnes sitting by the window. He was the school's famously cold law department heartthrob and the top swordsman in the game. At that moment, he was looking at his phone, with a rare hint of anticipation in his eyes.

She snuggled her face into her shoulder, closing her eyes but they shot open as that dreadful night flashed infront of her eyes how brutally he raped her just to show that what he held for her not lust but love, his dark possessive love. If love meant snatching everything away from us to make us hollow, then that love only caused pain and had given nothing else. She hated him with every cell of her who stamped his lust and obsession as love because love was selfless, not dark and painful like his. Rukmani’s eyes were observing every expression crossing her face, pain, fear, anger but disgust the most prominent one. "Run away from him" her head moved toward her, a painful smile flickering acr