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He hungered for her, for her gorgeous body, for her sweet, plump lips. Was that why finally kissing her now overwhelmed his senses more than ever before? It wasn’t just desire that had changed the kiss, Gabriel realized. It was Calleigh herself. The kiss was different because the woman he was kissing was different. Wrenching away, Gabriel looked down at the woman he was supposed to hate with all his might. Her eyes remained closed. A blissful smile traced her full, bare lips. In her new clothes and hairstyle, Calleigh appeared so sweet, so natural… So pure and true. The Calleigh he remembered had been none of those things. Her eyes were still closed as she leaned forward, licking her lips wi

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 114: The Moment Before the End Remembers The world did not break. It folded. Slowly at first. Then everywhere at once. Ama watched the horizon curve inward like paper being pressed into a fist. Mountains bent. Skyline distortions rippled through the air. Even sound seemed to hesitate before existing. Arthur stumbled backward. “No… this is not physical collapse. This is structural rewriting.” Gabriel stared upward. “So reality is now origami. Great. Love that for us.”

' -Franziene/Yuna ~Stargem: Rewrite~

Let's go warn my father. As they started to make their way through the trees, images entered Sophia's mind: how she had wished things might have been different, what would have happened if he'd never met Kael, what would happen if somehow they could start all over, like it used to be. "Sophia, focus," Ash cut in. "We need to hurry. They quickened their pace after that, avoiding branches and scrub. The moonlight illuminated the path ahead yet somehow gave the shadows a deeper darkness than before. The air was thick with tension to Sophia, and she could sense the storm ready to break.

Everything I had been doing up until now to win Avalyn back, to even gain a shred of attention she could give me, wasn't working. "Then do something else." She shrugged. Do something else. I had been so fixated on doing and redoing everything on the list I had created to win Avalyn back that I didn't even consider anything apart from it. We had formed a routine and I needed to do something totally different. It needed to be something Avalyn wouldn't expect. And then suddenly I knew what I needed to do. I needed to rewrite our history. "Thanks. I'm gonna make sure you walk. And that you're not angry at the world anymore. It's a promise." This girl has been more useful than anyone else has bee

She doesn't wanna expect and assume things again then in the end, she'll get rejected. That same night, for after four long months, she bothered to write in her diary again. It felt like she have missed writing in that notebook for a long time now... Dear Thyago's Notes, Oh, God! Glad to be able to write again. I thought I'll never write on these notes again. I thought I will never express my feelings here towards your Master anymore because I thought that's the ending of your Master and I love story but I guess, it probably deserves a sequel. Probably deserves a happy ending, I must say...

"It's a flaw in your code. I'll make sure to fix that in Version 2.0." --- ### The Final Rewrite The blue light from the sky was growing brighter. The heat was becoming unbearable. Through the glass walls of the garden, I could see the ruins of the world starting to glow as the orbital laser began its "Pre-Heat" phase. "The Seed," the boy said, held out his hand. "Give it to me, and I’ll put you and the Rowan-unit in a special server. A private paradise. Just the two of you, forever. No wars. No hunger. No death."

“We’ve faced gods, hunger, judgment. We’ll face this too.” Aelira’s moonlight surged, her net weaving through the stone circle’s symbols, her hands trembling as she fought to anchor the world. Her eyes were wide, reflecting the flame’s cold light. “It’s not just remaking us,” she said, her voice breaking. “It’s rewriting everything every world, every choice, every moment. It wants to start over.”

I walked past her calmly. I didn't stop or even glance at her. The sound of my shoes echoed across the polished marble floor, steady and clear as I walked farther away. Her figure, along with the magazine in her hand, remained behind in the shadow of the bright city lights. The floating comments kept scrolling. [Now this is a real male power-fantasy story!] [All that distance he walked, and he never once looked back.] [The real story of his life is only just beginning!]

I blamed you for what happened, for the life I lost. Camille gasped after hearing that. She grabbed a buzzer to get a doctor as it was clear something terrible was happening to Katherine, but her hand stopped in the middle of the move when she heard another word. - I was reborn.- Alpha whispered. Those words were challenging but also so refreshing. - The Moon Goddess brought me back, giving me the chance to fix my mistakes. And I was doing good, knowing your moves, I could prevent them. Camille was watching her with the wide-open eyes. Was this possible? Was Katherine brought back to life?