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Hi. My name is Giant Love Desire and I am eighteen years old, as of when I started writing this ... which is, I don't know, when do you start reading this. Welcome to my secret diary. The goal is to grow up and enjoy life.
Hi. My name is Agnos Esha Agape Vashti, no I'm not of an exotic descent, and neither am I a celebrity daughter but my parents went a little loco with the naming book and decided to name me; desire, love and beautiful woman, which I am not. At least my surname Agnos could describe me, as an over six foot female at just eighteen with everything large, I can see why my surname is this.
My father is a giant, no, large man. Everybody in his family is, very talk, Goliath level. I don't really like him, and neither do I hate him. This day, I just tend to ignore him because I don't even have time for myself.
My mother is the best thing in my life. During my delivery, I almost killed her, because I was very tall from birth, and even though I am the third child, I made her bleed a lot, so I try to keep her from worrying a lot. I think she is the only one that makes me feel a lot of emotion.
I have an older brother, Princeton. He is seven years and 27 days older than me. Yes, in my house, we do take age seriously, you will know about this later. My brother does not stay with us, he is done with college and stays in the southern part of the country, I live in the west. Before he went to college, he used to be normal. Though we were not very close, he was like a normal boy who played a lot and other boy stuff. The sudden 'manly' growth he had when he got to college confused me, suddenly, he became 'cooler', does not want the world to know he came from a poor family and well... embarrasses us in public. The thing won't hurt me, because I don't really care about people, but my mom is feeling it a lot because they used to be close and now they cannot relate... because of my sister.
Towards my sister, Rebecca, I have mixed feelings. You know the part about my family being poor, yeah. My family was so poor that my mother had to give her to her elder sister to raise because they could not afford it and I was on the way. (note: her elder sister is a bitch but then again, everybody is a bitch to me except my mom.) So my sister basically grew up rich, since that family took her like their last born. I will admit, I was jealous of her when I was younger but as I grew older, I discovered that roses are not so rosy( is that the correct term?) And I felt more apathy( or is it sympathy? Bitch English is not my first language!!) But even though I understand that her life is not so easy and she is growing through something I can't possibly survive in( since I'm a lazy, antisocial bitch with a demonic tendency to want to unalive anybody that makes me take off my earphones.) She still grew up and has rich kids' privileges, not to mention she is beautiful, short, smart, sociable, has ass, beautiful, did I mention how beautiful her ass shape is( yes, I'm among those girls that unluckily, grew up with toasts as ass but it is okay. I am surviving.) She meets THE beauty standards and has people running after her. Unlike me who will drink water and gain weight, it is like she has total control over her body and loses weight anytime she wants with ease. We grew up so differently that I don't relate to her and that affects us a lot because sometimes she will be talking and I just want to sock her mouth.
Since my brother's college(and where he resides currently is in the state she is.) My brother who also wants the rich kid's vibe became closer to her and they became cool kids, his IQ also dropped, I swear and now, we are enemies (no I'm the enemy to him. He probably doesn't know about this one-sided annoyance I have towards him, which he is why he is always trying to make me call him.)
I had a younger brother, he is a sore spot in this family. May 23rd will never be a good day again, to think such an incident was 5 days after my birthday. We were very close, he was my confidence. Since I lost him, I think I grew emotionally and became more adult-like than I was. He was five years younger than I was and was the sunshine of the family. He was a very big attention whore( I think it is a thing for people born in the month of March) I wish I could see him through middle school, have a girlfriend and shit like that. To think he was just seven and to date, his disease does not have a name. Fuck poverty!!. Enough sad stuff.
Hello. You can call me Eva( since it is an anacronym of my name), Agape or Esha. I am an eighteen years old girl who live in Nirvana, west Africa. Yes, I am black. No, I do not have a pet lion. Yes, I am single. Yes, I am a kpop stan( I swear Ateez, Stray kids, itzy, aespa and Enhypen will be all I stan, Amen.) Sometimes, I am happy, most times I am mad, sad, or just cold.
My life has not been going how I want it to but I am still surviving and I think that is all that matters.
We have heard about the Villainess who was framed, reborn. Or the innocent person who was used as cannon fodder, given a second shot at life. But have we ever seen an evil person get the chance to go back in time and change her past? Sibra has been given a chance to journey back to her past. She does not know how, why or what happened but what she knows is that she won't let herself fall into ruin the way she did in her first life. Oh! Turns out she can see ghosts from another planet now. Sweet. The ghost is kind of cute though, Okay? He is very clingy, I can bear it. Secrets she was not aware of has started revealing themselves, uhhhm…this was not part of the plan. It seems like this life will be more difficult than the last. Peekabo bitch!
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Eliana was framed by her best friend and her fiance into sleeping with a boy toy in the club and getting impregnated by him. Five years after she had given birth to twins, she returned home and worked under the Moran Group, where she met the CEO-- Maurice. Maurice was a brilliant businessman who did his job well. But in order to stay under the radar, he lived a double life. One as Maurice, and one as Preston. Fate brought the two together again, roping them in on an exciting love story. It all became more complicated when Eliana faced Preston, the man she had slept with before, once again. Now that she was being pursued by two men, how could she ever choose? When would Eliana uncover the secret of Maurice's identity? When was Maurice going to know that he already had two children of his own? How would Eliana face this man when the truth came to light one day? Come and find out.
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."