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A strong wind lifted the white curtain covering the large window in the room where Louisiana, or Siana, was situated. Following that, the sunlight streamed in, fully awakening her. Silence greeted Siana as she opened her eyes, only to be met by the white ceiling. She tried to survey the room, but all she saw was a small table next to her bed and a couch. There were no displays or decorations to make the room visually pleasing. She furrowed her brow slightly, and tears began to trickle down her cheeks. "Siana!" a voice suddenly emerged from the emptiness, and she shifted her gaze to the woman who had just entered. "Am I alive?" she asked herself more than anyone else. She had wished for death, and she had come very close to it, so how had she ended up living? "Lia..." she called out to the woman. She wanted to speak and say so many things, but her tears silenced her, and they caught in her throat. She attempted to move, but the pain became excruciating. Her entire body felt as if it were being crushed. Looking at herself, she noticed various machines and devices attached to her. She couldn't move her legs or hands; they seemed paralyzed. "I'll call the Doctor for you," Lia said before leaving to summon the doctor. Minutes later, a doctor and a nurse arrived, examining her condition. The doctor let out a sigh. "You need to rest for now. We'll conduct more tests tomorrow." "I've been resting for..." "A year," the doctor added, leaving Siana stunned. "You still need to rest. We'll run some tests again tomorrow." The doctor and nurse exited the room, leaving Siana with Lia, who was speechless. "Siana..." "A year? A whole year has passed, and I'm still alive?" she angrily asked herself. "Siana, about..." Siana abruptly stopped crying and realized several things. "Where is he?" she asked, her gaze fixed on Lia. Lia shifted her gaze and walked to the open window, unable to answer the question. "Rest and gain some strength. We'll wait for you in Sierra," Lia said seriously before leaving the room. Siana wanted to stop her friend from leaving but lacked the strength. She was now an invalid, unable to do much, including thinking clearly. "Ryou..." she whispered into the wind. She closed her eyes and reminisced about a time when everything had been normal.

--- (PROLOGUE) (np: "Too Good at Goodbyes" by Sam Smith) -- You must think that I'm stupid. You must think that I'm a fool. You must think that I'm new to this, But I have seen this all before. -- "One-sided love. How painful is that? When you love someone who doesn't love you back? When you're the only one who loves? -- I'm never gonna let you close to me. Even though you mean the most to me. 'Cause every time I open up, it hurts. So I'm never gonna get too close to you. -- "How painful is it to be ignored? How foolish is love? How painful is it to beg for their love? -- Every time you hurt me, the less that I cry. And every time you leave me, the quicker these tears dry. -- "No matter how much I plead, why is there still nothing? Why don't you want me? Why does it hurt? Why, even though I know what kind of person you are, is it still you? -- And every time you walk out, the less I love you. Baby, we don't stand a chance. It's sad, but it's true. I'm way too good at goodbyes. -- "Why is it you, CLICK SACHIE ZALANDOMEZ? Why is it you, PSYCHO KILLER?? WHY IS IT YOU?? I'm SHANARRA VHIETRIZE LEE, and this is my miserable story."

PROLOGUE "That boy is a monster!" "I saw how he broke the metal!" "I also saw how he ran so fast!" The people who surrounded a large mansion shouted. Inside the house is the crying girl with her parents. "Mommy, I didn't mean it!" Child denial. His mother caressed his white and pale skin. "Shh... I know that." "Vaira, we have to leave before the situation gets worse." His wife said seriously. The woman thought deeply. "I know where we're going to send him. He'll be safer there." The young Zephyrie looked at them silently. His physical appearance is different than normal children. apart from its pale skin, it also has white shoulder-length hair, red lips and mixed blue and red eyes. Strange. "We will send him to his grandmother and he will be admitted to a school run by his mother." The woman suggested to her husband who agreed. "At the school of his fellow vampires."

Prologue There are things in this world that we cannot see clearly. Sometimes they are just people's imaginations and you may only read about them in books. Hiding because they know people will not understand them when they see them. evil but sometimes does inexplicable good. Things that.... Things? They are not suitable, what am I saying? They are not compatible. But not human either. Not a vampire like Edward Cullen, and not a werewolf like Van Helsing. they're not like Harry Potter, they don't have a magic wand. They are not aliens with superpowers either, because they are not superheroes in the first place. Angel? Looks like an angel, yes. But in person, my grandmother's eyes are still vague. Well! What are they? They are called aLICHINO, and don't even know who and what they are. Just sleep or play play station. Or just go to Facebook and add your crush. when you come home at night from school or work, avoid dark places especially if you see suspicious people, especially if they are handsome. There is a right time for kalandian. Don't even stop by the Ministop to buy a Cornetto, just let it open. and above all, don't ask for anything from someone you don't know. What if he can bring back your dead Poodle. Everything has a price. Don't imitate my stupidity. This is a warning! love your precious life before somebody takes it from you, the way it almost did to me. Be curious on a right way or else there'll be a hell to pay.

Prologue "Mom, Dad, are you sending me away? Why are they packing my things? I thought that the reason why you want me to come back here? Because you want me to spend some time with you guys? then now what? Are you kicking me out?" They didn't pay attention to me, they just looked at our helpers who were putting my things in the car. Seriously? I hope I don't just go home here, I enjoyed New York as a model. I just went home yesterday because they sent me home and now this is going to happen? I looked at my brother as he was busy on his phone so I picked it up. "Brother, do you know what Mom and Dad are doing?" It looked at me bored." I don't know maybe they rejected you." he didn't want to answer. It's really ugly, as if it was conceived out of spite. "You never change! You are still so rude and mean!" I walked out. It's annoying that my sister and I don't really get along, which I think was conceived out of spite. I leave what happened to him why did he change? He wasn't like that to me before. "Where do you think you're goin'?" It calls to me. "In hell brother, in your kingdom. Want to come with me?" I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes at him. "Tsk!" I heard He said and continued with what he was doing on his cell phone. "Brute!" I said annoyed and walked away from him. "Cassandra, Diego get inside the car now!" Our good father shouted before I could get away. I went in and my brother son of satan also followed. I would like to ask where we are going or should I say where they will take me? But I just didn't do it because they wouldn't answer me either. We were silent the whole trip, I could feel the tension that something bad was going to happen that day. After a few hours of driving, our car stopped at a big house. It's beautiful, it's obviously brand new, are they going to let me live here? But why are there cars parked here? We went downstairs and I immediately looked around the house. After a while some helpers came out, they took my things and put them inside, I really don't know what was going through my parents' mind? Dad and Mom went in first, then me and my brother. I was amazed at how beautiful it was when we finally got inside the house. This is my dream house, this is the house I want when I have my own family. we were greeted by a couple about the same age as our parents, they said hello and Mom introduced us here. "This is Diego and Cassandra our children." Mom while smiling. We did the same. I was surprised when Mrs. Braganza suddenly touched my face. "You are really perfect for him." This surprised me. Perfect for him? Wait, I don't get it? I was about to ask when someone suddenly spoke behind us. "Sorry I'm late." Said the baritone voice. I turned around, I saw a very handsome man wearing an expensive tux. his like a Greek God with a very expressive silver eyes. When our gazes meet, it's like hypnotism, it's like his eyes have a spell that you can't look away from? and when he smiled, my heart suddenly beat faster. Shit what's wrong with you heart? just freaking calm down! "Oh my son is here, let's start this ceremony?" Mr. Braganza said. That brought me back to my senses and I just averted my eyes from him even though my cells in my body didn't want it. we all went to the dining area I was surprised that there were many different dishes of food served. While I was busy looking at the food served on the long table. My brother's son of satan smirked so I turned to him and gave him a questioning look. he raised an eyebrow and slapped his forehead when I didn't understand what he meant to convey to me. "Take your seat, hija." Mrs. kindly said. Braganza and that's when I noticed that I was still standing. I didn't even realize that they were all sitting down. I was about to sit down when I saw that there was no other seat except next to him. I smiled and sat next to the man with the beautiful eyes. I inhaled his fragrant masculine scent. His manly expensive cologne gives shivers down my spine. it doesn't hurt the nose, it's just good to smell it.... it's addictive. We ate in silence when Daddy spoke. I leave why I was nervous? "So as from now Cassandra? your staying here with Lyde Kenjun Braganza, its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife..."blah...blah..blah... I can't understand anything other than what Dad is saying, the only thing registered in my brain is Its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife Its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife Its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife Its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife Its time to fulfill your responsibility as his wife "Its time to fulfill my responsibility his what-wife?

Prologue My hand was shaking as I left the bathroom. I hid the Pregnancy Test in the pocket of my pants before leaving the room. as usual, I'm the only one here in our huge house. I sat on the sofa and stopped the sobs that I had been holding in for a while. I took the pt out of my pocket and two red lines were revealed to me. *thud!* I immediately turned to face the door as it opened violently. My husband entered as if a woman was there. Nothing but its attachment. But in this household, I look like a fixture. "A-ahh Ki-Kione. A-you're here" I said and stood up. he just stared at me blankly and he moved his eyes to the girl with him. "Let's go babe. We're just wasting time to her" he said coldly and led the girl into his room. I immediately smiled brightly and wiped my runaway tears. I went to the garage and got into my car. I immediately turned it on and I just drove by drive. I want to go away especially now that we have children. I know he doesn't care about it. He despises me a lot. and I cannot bare to see my soon to be child being miserable because his/her dad hates his/her mom a lot. I don't want to hurt it. I'm a bitch, just don't let him.

/N : SPG ALERT, I am CURRENTLY going to the said office of a teacher to pass my requirements for transferring here. There were no students walking in the hallway and other passages so I felt a little relieved. 'Mr. monticello' I read the name above the door. This is it! The door wasn't closed so I went in and sat in the chair on the side while waiting for the professor. I waited for a few minutes when I heard footsteps approaching the front table so I turned around. Wow Literally gaping Wait, I'm wrong... Why do we seem to be the same age? I'm only 19 and this professor of ours is like 21. I'm a student. "G-Good Morning Sir." I said and went to where he was. He didn't even look at me and his eyes were focused on the laptop screen in front of him. I wish I was the lap top. joke "Are you Sir Monticello?" "Yes I am." He answered. "Who?" he asked while typing on the keyboard. "Ale'gna Martinez." A-Leyg-You get wet there otherwise... uhum.. "Just put your requirements in this table and leave." Shut up sir! that I turn off you. Stuck! As he said, I dropped the papers I was holding on his desk with a bang. I am known to be honest and I will not allow that to be reduced because of our handsome professor. "What's your problem miss?" he said and OMG he made eye to eye contact with me. Destiny stone? "No sir, my hand is just heavy, bye." I shyly went out and I heard him laugh softly and I saw him shake his head behind me. I just feel it, what?! 3 Months Later...

Arrange Marriage in an Unexpected Event. I thought it only happened to the rich but I was wrong, Because it happened to me too. I'm the luckiest girl because what I dreamed of before is now mine. "Love is a Choice." He said it, there is no problem with him. he is matured enough in terms of relationship. But what if you can't give him one of his wishes and dreams? What if it was given by his former lover? What if you see him happy there because of his dream? can you be with him even if he says you are his love but they are the priority? What if you are tested by fate? You love each other but you are far away. He will choose you. Will you still fight even though the pain is already painful? "I don't want to hurt you, but they are my family now." He seriously said. So I bowed down and just cried in front of him. I can still do it but I feel that he doesn't want it anymore. "Do you want me to go away?" It was a brave question because I was hoping he would answer NO, but that's up to Asa. "That's when it's appropriate. Leave." He said the last thing to me and He turned me away. For the sake of your dream, I will do it.. I hope you will be happy when we meet again in time. I'm Christian Rana Reyes And He is Frank Lin Mondragon

Arrange Marriage in an Unexpected Event. I thought it only happened to the rich but I was wrong, Because it happened to me too. I'm the luckiest girl because what I dreamed of before is now mine. "Love is a Choice." He said it, there is no problem with him. he is matured enough in terms of relationship. But what if you can't give him one of his wishes and dreams? What if it was given by his former lover? What if you see him happy there because of his dream? can you be with him even if he says you are his love but they are the priority? What if you are tested by fate? You love each other but you are far away. He will choose you. Will you still fight even though the pain is already painful? "I don't want to hurt you, but they are my family now." He seriously said. So I bowed down and just cried in front of him. I can still do it but I feel that he doesn't want it anymore. "Do you want me to go away?" It was a brave question because I was hoping he would answer NO, but that's up to Asa. "That's when it's appropriate. Leave." He said the last thing to me and He turned me away. For the sake of your dream, I will do it.. I hope you will be happy when we meet again in time. I'm Christian Rana Reyes And He is Frank Lin Mondragon

Twenty-four-year-old Eve meets gorgeous billionaire Grant Carlson at a Hollywood gala. Things get hot beyond belief - until Grant does something unforgivable. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Especially when she's an internet security expert and former hacker. But Grant has a secret - one that will plunge both him and Eve into even greater passion - and incredible danger.

"You are so rude! Are you really flirting in the office? Are you going to fool me again?" I screamed. "You." I faced my sister again. "I'm your sister, i aren't ? Why did you do that to my husband? How did you do this, SISTER?" I stress the word 'sister'. "My sister! You should be my sympathizer in these times. But what did you do? But where are you? You hurt me. And you're still hurting me, you animal." And I tweaked her again, I even pushed her. She didn't fight back. Nate tried to stop me but once he tried to stop me, I punched him hard and slapped him. "Don't try to stop me Nate, because if I did nothing at first but run and cry now I won't do something that will make me look miserable!" I exclaimed angrily. And my sister was tweaked again. "Please Elle it's okay." sHe was crying. I slapped her so hard that she leaned over. It cries. "That's enough? Are you kidding me?" I said sarcastically, I even faked a laugh. "I would be the one to tell you that. I would be the one to tell you THAT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I CAN'T. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M SICK. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M BROKEN. HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO FOOL ME? ACCEPT YOU. YOU ARE ANIMALS!" I still scream. And i was slapped her again and then pushed, causing her bag to fall and its contents scattered. "Kelly." Nate shouted and helped Kelly to her feet. Attention turned to a small rectangular object on the floor. My knees went soft while looking at it. I approached it and looked closely, it had two lines, which means 'positive'. My lips are trembling, but I managed to ask anyway. "D-Don't tell me........ ......Y-You're...... .....p-pregnant.......? .....w-with my h-h-husb-band?"

"You are so rude! Are you really flirting in the office? Are you going to fool me again?" I screamed. "You." I faced my sister again. "I'm your sister, i aren't ? Why did you do that to my husband? How did you do this, SISTER?" I stress the word 'sister'. "My sister! You should be my sympathizer in these times. But what did you do? But where are you? You hurt me. And you're still hurting me, you animal." And I tweaked her again, I even pushed her. She didn't fight back. Nate tried to stop me but once he tried to stop me, I punched him hard and slapped him. "Don't try to stop me Nate, because if I did nothing at first but run and cry now I won't do something that will make me look miserable!" I exclaimed angrily. And my sister was tweaked again. "Please Elle it's okay." sHe was crying. I slapped her so hard that she leaned over. It cries. "That's enough? Are you kidding me?" I said sarcastically, I even faked a laugh. "I would be the one to tell you that. I would be the one to tell you THAT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I CAN'T. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M SICK. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M BROKEN. HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO FOOL ME? ACCEPT YOU. YOU ARE ANIMALS!" I still scream. And i was slapped her again and then pushed, causing her bag to fall and its contents scattered. "Kelly." Nate shouted and helped Kelly to her feet. Attention turned to a small rectangular object on the floor. My knees went soft while looking at it. I approached it and looked closely, it had two lines, which means 'positive'. My lips are trembling, but I managed to ask anyway. "D-Don't tell me........ ......Y-You're...... .....p-pregnant.......?

"You are so rude! Are you really flirting in the office? Are you going to fool me again?" I screamed. "You." I faced my sister again. "I'm your sister, i aren't ? Why did you do that to my husband? How did you do this, SISTER?" I stress the word 'sister'. "My sister! You should be my sympathizer in these times. But what did you do? But where are you? You hurt me. And you're still hurting me, you animal." And I tweaked her again, I even pushed her. She didn't fight back. Nate tried to stop me but once he tried to stop me, I punched him hard and slapped him. "Don't try to stop me Nate, because if I did nothing at first but run and cry now I won't do something that will make me look miserable!" I exclaimed angrily. And my sister was tweaked again. "Please Elle it's okay." sHe was crying. I slapped her so hard that she leaned over. It cries. "That's enough? Are you kidding me?" I said sarcastically, I even faked a laugh. "I would be the one to tell you that. I would be the one to tell you THAT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I CAN'T. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M SICK. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M BROKEN. HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO FOOL ME? ACCEPT YOU. YOU ARE ANIMALS!" I still scream. And i was slapped her again and then pushed, causing her bag to fall and its contents scattered. "Kelly." Nate shouted and helped Kelly to her feet. Attention turned to a small rectangular object on the floor. My knees went soft while looking at it. I approached it and looked closely, it had two lines, which means 'positive'. My lips are trembling, but I managed to ask anyway. "D-Don't tell me........ ......Y-You're...... .....p-pregnant.......?

His original name was Harrison, who known as the Herbal King and mastered the medical skills that could bring the dead back to life. He died in a war. But his soul didn't disappear after he died and entered into a young man's body named Zachary, an intern doctor in a small hospital... As Harrison's memory was passed on to Zachary's brain, he continued to save human lives with his skills using Zachary's face. His first patient was the beautiful girl he loved in college. She was dying. He instinctively used his silver needles to operate on her without a doctor's permission and got caught... Would his true identity be exposed?

Justin, is the breed winner of his family, his father left them for another woman, it’s been nothing but trouble ever since, one faithful day they got an eviction notice, he had just lost his job and was desperate to get a new one. He finds himself at the wrong place, he was at Carlos’ territory a ruthless drug lord, Justin had no way of escape so he starts working for Carlos, every thing will change when Carlos gets killed

They are everywhere in society: in hospitals, offices, mosques, churches, and clubs. Known as the "ODD," they are the biggest players in town-billionaires with immense influence. They control beggars, hoodlums, and markets. Their presence is intimidating; they can kill or manipulate, and their implications are far-reaching. Highly intelligent, they get whatever they want and hold the reins of the country. They blend in with the common people, concealing their true identities so that only those of their rank recognize them. You might find them in the marketplace, appearing unkempt, as they still need to meet their daily needs. They have tasks to fulfill when necessary. The foremost rule of this group is to keep their identities secret; exposure could endanger their entire families. One of the billionaire heirs, Johnson, had his identity revealed, which is perilous and potentially suicidal. Did others come to help him, or was Johnson left to fend for himself? It seems he is an orphan.

Jayda's life was never meant to be easy. Raised in the shadows of a city that never sleeps, she spends her days working tirelessly to care for her younger sister, Mya, while her mother drowns in a bottle of vodka. The weight of their broken world rests on her shoulders, and with every passing day, Jayda fights to survive - but survival isn't enough. As she hustles through life, Jayda dreams of something more. But with each broken promise and shattered hope, she begins to question whether she's strong enough to break free from the chains of poverty, addiction, and heartache. In a world that feels determined to crush her, Jayda must find the strength to rise above it all - for Mya, for herself, and for a future she's not sure she deserves. Can she escape the cycle of pain, or will the glass ceilings of her past keep her trapped forever?

"Creator's Game" is a novel that tells the story of a young boy named Jake who is struggling to find his place in the world. When he discovers the game of Baaga'adowe, also known as lacrosse, Jake finds a passion and a sense of purpose that he had been missing. Through the game, Jake learns about the history and traditions of his Native American ancestors, and he forms deep connections with his teammates. But as Jake's team prepares for the biggest game of the season, he must also confront the challenges and obstacles that come with being a young athlete. "Creator's Game" is a powerful and inspiring story about finding your place in the world, and the importance of tradition and community.

In a world full of several hundreds of empires, large and small, when it came to military force on land, the Ning Empire was said to be unequalled. With strong elite troops from all four borders and depositories sweeping across the land in all directions, they were able to stick their flag in the ground, claiming any land they desired. However, inevitably, there were some people who were dissatisfied with their lack of military prowess when it came to the coastal border regions. Hence, a young man stepped forth, brandishing his weapons and led the troops to the seas. Shen Leng: If the day comes that I have to fight hard for my people, I am more than willing.

A life biography of a basketballer

Calvin was wounded to his heart when his son dies and wife illegally divorces him for another man because he is poor, his mother in law, treated him like a slave and out of this death, Calvin gets chosen by a universal system force as he decides to inherit even his father's wealth, just so he could take his Revenge on all those that hurt him, and it gets more interesting when Calvin discovers he is an Elite owning countries with information that he still has a child that is still alive but in danger.

Title: Never Give up Michael Sinclair was born into a world of opulence, the son of a billionaire family whose name was synonymous with wealth and influence. From a young age, he was groomed to inherit the family empire, attending elite schools and mingling with society's upper crust. Yet, deep within, Michael felt a yearning for something more than the gilded cage of privilege. In his early twenties, during a lavish family gala, Michael made a decision that would change everything. After witnessing a struggling artist's heartfelt performance, he was moved to invest his savings into her dream-a gallery showcasing the works of underrepresented artists. He believed in the transformative power of art and thought his family could support this vision. However, when he shared his idea, the reaction was swift and brutal. His father, a shrewd businessman, saw it as a foolish gamble. "You'll ruin us, Michael!" he thundered, eyes blazing. His mother and siblings echoed his sentiments, branding him naive and reckless. Feeling cornered and betrayed, Michael stood firm, insisting that art had value beyond money. In their eyes, he had chosen a path of failure. When he went ahead with the investment, his family disowned him. Cut off from their wealth, he faced life on his own, but he was undeterred. He rented a small space for the gallery, poured his heart into the project, and slowly built a community of passionate artists. Despite the odds, the gallery began to flourish, attracting attention for its unique vision and authenticity. Years passed, and while Michael worked tirelessly, his former family thrived in their world of business, oblivious to the seeds he had planted. Then, everything changed. One of the artists Michael had supported, a brilliant painter named Elena, created a series that captured the public's imagination. Her work became a sensation, selling for millions at auction. As the gallery's reputation soared, so did Michael's. He began receiving offers from prestigious art institutions and collectors eager to collaborate. Ironically, news of his success reached his family. His father, now facing a financial downturn, watched in disbelief as Michael's venture became a beacon of innovation and cultural significance. At a pivotal moment, Michael was invited to a high-profile charity gala hosted by his family. Torn between pride and the pain of betrayal, he decided to attend. There, he was approached by his father, whose expression was a mixture of awe and regret. "I didn't understand, Michael," he admitted, his voice trembling. "You've built something remarkable." In that moment, Michael saw not just a man humbled by pride, but a chance for reconciliation. "I followed my heart," he replied, "and it led me to a truth you never saw." The evening unfolded with unexpected warmth as Michael reconnected with his siblings, sharing stories of his journey. They had witnessed the art world's transformative power through their own eyes, and slowly, the barriers began to dissolve. Michael's gallery continued to thrive, now attracting collaborations from prestigious artists and institutions worldwide. But more importantly, it became a space of healing for him and his family. Through art, they found common ground, rebuilding their relationship piece by piece. Years later, standing in the gallery surrounded by vibrant works and familiar faces, Michael realized that his foolishness had not only been a catalyst for his own success but also a bridge to reconnect with his family. In choosing authenticity over wealth, he discovered a fortune far greater than money-a legacy of love and understanding forged in the crucible of betrayal.

All she wished was a better life after being sold off to a ruthless billionaire to clear off debts. Four years later she got pregnant and was hoping the pregnancy would change things between them but to her surprise he broke her saying she wasn't fit to carry his child nor be his baby mama.