Blexyn

The Border Between Love and War Kenzo didn't return to the apartment right away. He couldn't. The blood in his veins was buzzing with rage, his wolf pacing, but there was no stimulus to let all that rage out. He walked the shadowy streets, past the dank alleys----you could smell the damp, crumbling concrete--, and the sputtering neon signs barely illuminating the way. Every muscle in his body was wound tight, his hands itching to hit something, anything, but there was nothing he could hit. Since that battle had been lost the instant Victoria cut that deal. You turn the corner, you go into an old bar -smelling like cigarettes and sweat and fucking regret. He squeezed inside, shoulders tight, the warmth of too many bodies crowding around him, the low hum of conversation by the floor shaking the air. A few gazes lifted to him, realizing who he was, still no one approached. Good. He wasn't very sociable at this time. Kenzo marched straight to the counter and banged a hand down. "Whiskey. Neat." The bartender didn't ask why, just poured it and slid it over. Kenzo snatched it up, drank half in a gulp, the burn doing nothing to relieve the fire burning through him. She didn't even know what she had done. Or maybe she did. Perhaps that was the worst of it. Maybe she knew precisely what she was risking - knew precisely what she had given Damon - and did it anyway. A chair scraped next to him, and even before he registered and looked up, he knew who it was. Caleb. "I knew I'd find you here," Caleb said, signaling for his own drink. Kenzo exhaled sharply. "Did she send you?" Caleb snorted. "Please. She knows better." He reclined back, inspecting Kenzo closely. "I came because I thought somebody should be here to keep you from doing something stupid." Kenzo turned the glass around between his fingers. "She played us." "Nope," Caleb said, shaking his head. "She played herself." Kenzo frowned. "What does that mean?" Caleb sighed in frustration, dragging a hand down his face. "You think Victoria wanted to strike that deal? You think she's all happy about that?" He shook his head. "No, man. She's trapped. Just like the rest of us." Kenzo clenched his jaw. "She didn't need to present herself." "No," Caleb agreed. "But she did. And now she has to deal with it. Just like you do." Kenzo squeezed the glass tight. "You think I'm just going to sit back and let Damon take her?" Caleb met his gaze. "No. But you need to figure out what the hell you're gonna do about before you storm the hell out like some reckless fool." Kenzo didn't answer. Because he lacked a plan. He just had rage. Caleb sighed. "Look, I get it. You care about her. More than you would want to admit to." Kenzo's fingers twitched, but he denied it. Caleb smirked. "That's what I thought." Kenzo let out a low growl. "It doesn't matter. She's not mine to protect." Caleb considered him for a long moment, then drained his drink. "Yeah? I love you, so why are you so damn mad?" Kenzo also didn't have an answer for that. Victoria sat on the bed edge, staring blankly at the wall, her fingers tensing and relaxing in her lap. The apartment was too quiet. Too still. She felt Kenzo's absence like a physical thing, as if a part of her had been torn out. She had known he would be angry. She had prepared for it. But she hadn't anticipated how he would have looked at her. Like she had betrayed him. Like she had broken something between them that would never be fixed. She forced herself to breathe and swallowed hot air. This was the only way. It had to be. The alternative was worse. A knock on the door jolted her, and for an instant she thought it was Kenzo, that he had returned, that he had figured out a way to forgive her. But when she opened it, it wasn't Kenzo who was there. It was Damon. Her heart clenched. "What are you doing here?" Damon grinned as he pushed through the door without waiting to be let in. "What, no warm welcome? I'm wounded." Victoria folded her arms, refusing to back down. "I told you I'd come back to you when the time was right." Damon cocked his head, observing her. "Yes. But I'm impatient." Victoria swallowed. "That wasn't the deal." Damon touched her, sweeping hair from her face. "No, sweetheart. You were the deal." Her stomach curled, but she didn't flinch. "That doesn't mean you get to choose when." Damon's eyes darkened. "Are you sure about that?" Victoria's heart raced, but she made herself meet his gaze, to not back down. "Yes." And for a moment neither of them moved. The air in the room grew taut, a thread between them pulled so tight that it could break. Then, finally, Damon laughed, retreating. "I like you, Victoria," he said, silky, dangerous. "You've got bite." Victoria didn't respond. Damon smirked. "Enjoy your freedom while you have it. Because when I call for you..." His eyes glimmered. "You will come." And then he was gone, just like that, leaving nothing but the ghost of his presence behind.

Once a upon time they were a happy family. One accident changed it all. Mum and dad gone. Sister missing, Will they ever find her and bring her back? Is she safer with them or without them? Maybe letting her go is the best thing? The enemies are watching and waiting for the right time to break this family once again, Can they win the battle once again without losing anyone again?

Having some of the poems in the first edition of the poem collection, ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts)’ published in several poetry magazines as High On Poems, Earthborne Magazine, Deadsnakes and so on, the author has ushered in the second, titled ‘The P.O.T (Poured Out Thoughts) ---The Reloaded. It is said to be ‘reloaded’ because there are other poems to be added to make this edition slightly richer than the first. With poems as ‘Out of the Box’, ‘Dad Loves Me’, ‘Heralding God’s Magnificence’ being published in notable poetry journals and magazines, the sequel is hoped to make an impact to the entire world, beginning with the readers. The Table of Contents has the additional poems that readers, who have read the first edition, would realize. They are intended to look into general issues, family, gender, parental, religious (Christian faith), children, love and personal/motivational. The aim behind this piece is simple. As said in the first edition, it is about entertaining, enlightening, inspiring or motivating and enabling people think for themselves. Worthy of Note: The author believes that subsequent edition(s) of the work would carry the above-stated aim.

The missing treasure

Hellen stood alone in the grand hall, the weight of her unwanted title as the bride of a cruel prince settling heavily on her shoulders.

Laura has always wished she would become a tomb raider and which she did with the help of her best friend Ralph. But things got twisted when she learnt about her past life. Find out in this thrilling story of love, adventure, betrayal and death..

David's choices

"Go to hell " he said with stern and harsh voice. "N....no no no" she said with folding the hand of his. "I love you so much. Please don't do this." "You're my worst mistake in my life that i marry you. Now, I'm in my full senses saying this. He said, putting his finger on his heart, "I divorce you." Abruptly, she kept the hand on his mouth. Please, don't say another word. "I.... will kill myself." He removed her hand and grabbed her hand, what did you say, say again. She said with tremble voice, "I..... I'm not want to repeat that sentence." "Ohhhh madam, stop this useless tantrum."

Beauties? Don't annoy me, please. I don’t have time to play with all of you. Money? I like it! But it really bothers me that I own so much money. Power! That is my favorite. However, my power is so enormous that I myself even feel scared! You call me Brother Jiang? That’s how people used to address me, but now they call me ‘Mr. Jiang'. People always say that the whole world will be shocked if I stamp my feet. Hmm, not really. I don't have much strength on my feet. And they also say that my words can bring sanguinary slaughters. It's just kidding. Actually, my life motto is peace. What's more, they say that I can do anything I want all over the world. Come on. They even don't know me at all. How could they have the chance to talk to me?! Now, I get the system as my guidance. The door of becoming a hero has opened. Since then, an ordinary security guard heads forward and never stops.

The wind whistled through the skyscrapers of Manhattan, creating an eerie symphony. At the top of one of the tallest buildings, the lights of an office remained on, defying the darkness of the night. Alex stared at the horizon, his mind in a storm of thoughts. Everything he had built, everything he had sacrificed for, seemed to crumble before his eyes. At his side, Emma, with an equally determined look, felt the weight of their fight. Their family business, once a powerful empire, was now on the brink of collapse. The events of the last few months had been a real ordeal. The discovery of his father's criminal activities had shocked Alex. He found himself faced with a heartbreaking dilemma: protect the family heirloom or expose the truth to save his soul. Emma, his partner and unwavering support, had chosen to stand by his side, ready to face the consequences of their actions. That evening, they stood together, their minds working in harmony to find a solution. The past had caught up with them, but they were determined to write a different future. Their business was not only a symbol of power and wealth, it was the fruit of their dreams and aspirations. They knew that to save her, they would have to navigate even murkier waters, face more formidable enemies, and above all, trust each other. As the first light of dawn began to appear on the horizon, Emma turned to Alex. "We've overcome so much together. We can't give up now. It's time to fight back, to show everyone that we are stronger than ever." Alex nodded, a new fire in his eyes. "You're right. We're going to fight for what's right, for our future. And we're not going to let anyone stop us." Their fight was far from over. This was only the beginning of a new battle, a battle for truth, justice and redemption. Together, they would rebuild their empire, brick by brick, and prove to the world that nothing and no one could break them.

Isabella Gray has spent her life fighting for her family's legacy, pouring her heart into saving their crumbling business. But when her efforts lead her to the doorstep of Ethan Hawthorne-a billionaire with a reputation as cold as the skyscrapers he owns-her world is thrown into chaos. Ethan offers her an unthinkable deal: pose as his fiancée to secure a critical business merger, and in return, he'll save her family's company from ruin. It's a proposition that could solve all her problems... or break her heart. As they navigate high-society galas, boardroom battles, and stolen moments of undeniable passion, Isabella begins to see the man behind the ruthless mask. But when secrets from Ethan's past threaten to unravel everything, Isabella is forced to decide: can she trust the man who holds her future in his hands, or is their love just another transaction? In a world of power plays and forbidden desires, will their love affair rise above the stakes-or crash under the weight of deception? "Whispers of a Forbidden Heart" is a sizzling billionaire romance that will leave you breathless and craving more. Perfect for fans of passion, drama, and unexpected twists.