I'm Eraine Ylanni, a goddess and my mother had given me my first mission. A mission to find the nine royalties of eight different kingdoms in the God's Realm. They left our Realm for training to become gods but twenty-seven thousands years had past and they haven't returned to our Realm. They've killed our sent mens to guard them and up until now . . . they stayed missing and no immortals could sense their presence. As the next ruler of all gods and immortals, i have to find them in order to fulfill their duties in their respective kingdoms. I searched for years in the Earth (World of mortals/human) but got nothing until i sensed a little magic from a school. I entered the school, faked my identity and disguised as a teacher. In order to find them, I sealed my powers. They shouldn't sense my strong presence because they could run and hide again. I should find them as soon as possible.
I am a new teacher here at a well-known private school and now I will start teaching.
As I entered the classroom it was a noise and a chaotic room was exposed to me. Playing papers that look like kids who are just elementary school.
Maybe no one was paying attention to me because they didn't even quiet or stop doing so I hit the board with the meter stick I saw at the top of the table.
Everyone looked at my tendency to almost twitch on the forehead.
"Who are you?" Asked a woman as she raised her eyebrows.
I fixed my glass and stood up straight. I wrote my name on the board.
"I'm Eraine Ylanni, your new class adviser and I'll be your new teacher in Science." I said as I talked high in the room.
They whispered and laughed so I dropped my book on the table and sat down.
"So, is there some questions you want to ask before we start our lesson?"
I saw a girl who raised her hands so I signed her to stand up.
"Umm, Ma'am? May I ask where's teacher Carmen? " he asked and sat down again.
"Mrs. Carmen Cruz, your previous teacher in science had quited her job due to this class' behavior that caused her too much stress. " I calmly said that the student who asked. "Anything more?"
"Are you sure you're a teacher? You looked more like a student. How old are you? Twenty? " I turned my gaze to the guy who said those words.
I smiled.
"I'm twenty-seven, not just too obvious." I chuckled. "Is there anything more you want to ask?"
They remained silent. I'm confused, do I think they don't listen to the teacher? Well, maybe they've came up with some dark plans.
I smiled at them, "If none, then let's proceed."
I took the Science Book at the top of the table and opened it, there was a bookmark so I immediately found out where they had stopped.
"Open your books on Page 102, do the activities that shown on that page." When I said that, they would cry each other.
"But Ma'am. . . We're done! " A guy shouted that made his classmates agree with him.
I glared at him. "But I haven't seen your works."
"No, not this one again!"
"You have only thirty eight minutes left to finish the tasks. The complainant. . . will be graded the lowest. "
"But-"
"Thirty four minutes!"
They immediately get their own activity.
I laughed in my mind like a fool. Disguising myself as a teacher is quite fun.
FOURTY MINUTES LATER. . .
"Did everyone pass their works?" I said and fixed the papers.
"Yes ma'am!" They shouted at the same time.
I nodded. "Very good!"
They shouted when they heard the sound of the bell sign of class.
They were already repairing the belongings and carrying a bag.
They were about to go out when the door was slammed to close.
Everyone gasps in shock.
"W-what just happened?"
They looked at me while I only gave them a smile.
"Oh? Why haven't you come out yet? " I say innocently.
They remained shocked looking at me. Someone approached the door and opened it but it didn't open and it seemed hard to open.
"Trying to get out in this room without permission or order from me is considered disrespectful."
"D-did you d-did that?"
I frowned. "Me? How can I do that when I'm way too far to reach the door? "
"Then who?!" A girl shouted.
I got up from the chair and pulled out the items I was carrying.
They just stared at me until I stood in front of the door.
I smirked as I opened the door effortless.
"I'll be ahead of you." Last time I said and left the classroom.
I heard from here the women's shouts and their arguments.
I entered the Teacher's Room and there I saw other fellow teachers who were checking the papers.
They turned to me and smiled.
"Hi Miss Ylanni!" Teacher Nichelle smiled. "Lunch break that you might want to join us in the canteen?" He said the other teachers agreed.
"Of course!"
Rhichen's P.O.V
"What do you think about our new teacher?" Shanley asked while eating his sandwich.
"Weird." -Zyro
"Creepy." Crizelle says it looks like what's going on earlier.
"Gorgeous." The four of us looked at Hanse for what he said.
"Really, Hanse? Is that what you really noticed? " I sarcastically said and rolled my eyes heavenward.
He's the one who asked Ma'am Eraine about her age.
"Is that true ah?! Miss Eraine Ylanni is gorgeous as fvck! If she was our teacher. . . I would probably court her! " Hanse says waking up.
"Actually, Hanse is right. She's so pretty, "we turned our gaze to Yno. "What?"
I was about to answer when I saw our topic entering the canteen together with her co-teachers.
When she looked up at us, she smiled as Crizelle smiled because Yno was so excited about Ma'am Eraine.
I struggled with the loss when Ma'am Eraine turned her gaze to the front and talked to her fellow teachers.
I think Zyro is also looking at where Ma'am Eraine is. I felt a bit of pain in my chest as it looked at Ma'am Eraine.
Zyro doesn't normally look at a woman for a long time, especially if it's not interested.
"Zyro?" When I called but he didn't even look.
I didn't even carve her and she continued eating.
He's always like that. Ever since I confessed to her, we didn't talk much and the surroundings were awkward when we were two.
I'm deeply inlove with him but I don't know if he likes me.
Even though his personality is cold, he's been so sweet to us but now. . . He changed.
ERAINE'S P.O.V
When I entered the canteen with my fellow teachers I immediately thought of a group of students at a table.
I smiled when my students were so students.
I also feel a bad look at a woman from that table.
"Ms. Ylanni? What do you like food? My treat! " Said Teacher Nichelle. This teacher is very clingy and hyper.
"Um, I'll go with the fried chicken and pork adobo." I said and he smiled.
Isn't it possible that my lips can tear it down?
Once our order was granted, we searched for a table to sit.
"Hi Ma'am Eraine!" I almost threw away the tray containing food because of a student's sudden arrest in front of me.
This girl is smiling.
"Yes?"
"I'll help you," he was about to hold the tray as I avoided it.
"It's okay, I can manage." I said but he was still repeating.
"You look so hard!"
At this time, I want to cry but I still have to control my patience. I'm a teacher and I won't do anything to harm or scare my students.
I took a deep breath and tried to smile.
"Fine."
He happily took the tray from me and slightly rubbed my hand.
Before he could completely remove his hand, I could feel the energy and the scenes in my brain came in.
He stopped so I took my hand away.
He stooped as he brought the tray to the table where Teacher Nichelle was sitting.
Thank you so much when he suddenly ran out.
"What happened?" Teacher Cai asked but the neighbors just shrugged.
I don't know but that's a student is weird.
Is she an immortal?
If he was an immortal, I would have to monitor him.
"Ms. Ylanni? Are you okay? "
I looked at Teacher Nichelle and nodded.
I sat down next to him and joined their stories.
Even though we were laughing, I was still thinking about that student.
PROLOGUE Arrange marriage?! I thought that wattpad was just an eexist as well as in the real world..eh what if i arranged marriage to a blind ... A handsome and hot blind ... Can you even be so ugly ??? Can it be happily ever after your marriage oh your wife still blinds the past?!
PROLOGUE She is rich, beautiful, sexy and kind hearted. But despite her beautiful life she only lives as a simple woman who dreams of having a simple life and freedom. The type you can do is what you want. But on the other hand, his dreams for herself will be fulfilled if she is married to a man she does not know and the worst of it is that she does not love. Especially in a cold hearted Casanova King is none other than Sean Darryl Villacorte. The son of one of the most richest people in the world. He is cold, Casanova and a young businessman at the age of 26. There is no mercy or say that we have no heart. She bought her almost every hour. Will Fhara even have a happy ending in her love story or will her life be miserable with her future husband? But what if they fall in love to each other? Will they give hearts or forever to be afraid of being hurt Let's their love story begin!
"Good day to all of you! I am here to bring a news from the director of Kenque University, Mr.Raymond Kenque." What is the need for this King anyway? Is all the penalty he imposed on innocent creatures? "Because you don't know the language of English I will just listen--" "Stop it. It ignored me and just kept going. " It will start at midnight, so everyone who wants to study will be prepared and practiced. Long words sir. The gentleman left with the guards. Contest? Psst..kokohan. I know that King just wants to see us kill in front of him. "Hera !!" Vien shouted. It ran to me while waving. “Oh why?” I asked. "Let's go hehe! I want to study at the Palace Hera ... Let's go!" Vien said excitedly. I like it but I'm sorry and "I don't want to." I replied. I was walking away but he pulled me out. "Ehhhhhh ... easy naaaa heraaaa! Sometimes I just get along with you ehhh ... alright naaaaaaaaa" Vien. "Stop Moko Vien. You know I don't want to get involved in that palace ... we're just going to die there so I don't want to." And walked away. It wasn't a nail when I heard Vien yelling. The kulet really -.-. "I listed you so you can't do anything wahahaha" tsk. Headache. ------------------- • Continuation will be in the comments. • --------------------------- • |
"Let's stop this madness, Phen ..." I promised Stephen, my boyfriend. After a few minutes we were just sitting here in the plaza chair and I was in a distance when I invited him here to 'min. I felt like he was stuck beside me because of what I said. "Gianna ... B-why?" "It's simple, I don't want to ..." I said no emotion. The moment I said that, he immediately went in front of me and knelt down. I beg you to look at her and meet her gaze on me. "No, I will not. I will not allow, dear. Tell me, did I do something wrong ---" "You did nothing wrong, Phen ..." I replied to him and he still didn't look in the eye. Because by the time I did that, I might retreat and not make the plan to break up with her. 'You did nothing wrong, Stephen. I have something wrong. I have the problem. ' I promise in 'king mind. I don't want to spend it anymore, because I know that the longer I get, the more I will hurt her. "So, why? Why, dear? Why? I know, you won't ask and say it for no reason ..." he said as he held my two hands and the voice pleaded . "Do you want a reason? Of the reason?" "Yes, dear. I want to know ---" "Okay, fine. I don't love you and I never love you."
PROLOGUE: A woman who has long lived in the world of men since her eyes open, A woman who has long lost the world to which she deserves, A woman who does not believe in the word "magic" A woman with a beauty and a loving woman What if this woman had the powerful power of all. What if he discovered his personality. Is he responsible for it or not? Meet her . . . . . . . . . . . Her name is ayesha dem harrien "the long lost powerful princess"
PROLOGUE "Amara Celestine Fuentes!" I was nervous to hear Dad's voice in my room. I was faster to get down from the blanket I had linked to get down from the window of my room. When my feet fell to the ground, I was surprised and I saw Papa looking at me too. "Bye, Papa" I smiled and waved at him and picked up my wallet that fell to the ground. "Amara, come back here!" It shouted but I just shook my head. "You can't leave, you're married tomorrow!" "I don't want to get married!" I shouted and began to run away. He called me but I didn't bother to turn around. I raised my hand to the air and waved again even though I was running. "Armando, chase Amara!" My eyes widened when he heard what he had said as I walked home. Sh*t! They didn't have to be overwhelmed because I was really*really*around when I was in a bad mood. I slipped into the hole from the bamboo fence. I always go through it every time I run away from Papa. This road is out of the road where there are many passing vehicles. I ran even more so that I could get them out because I knew they would look for me on the highway. When I reached the road, I wrapped my hands on the passing vehicles. No one stops at all so I'm dancing to the twitter. There was a vehicle to go again so I stopped in the middle of the road. I was still very tight because I was as low as it was speeding. I was surprised to hear a series of bushes. Seeing it stopped, I quickly ran the driver's seat and knocked on the window. It opens right away. "Are you d*mn crazy?!" She immediately gave me a hug but I didn't pay attention to her anger. "Help me!" I have a promise. It just grabbed me by the forehead. "I'm not buying your act, Woman" It has driven the car's engine so I'm more in shock. "Someone is chasing me! Please, help me!" I begged him. "I saw a lot of people like you doing this just to fool the innocent. I'm not stup*d to fall in your trap" he promised. He was about to leave the car again but I hung half of my body in the air. It was blown away by the panic. "I'm not cheating on you! There are those who are chasing me and when I get caught by them they will definitely kill me" I forced myself to make myself more believable. "H-don't you help me? When something goes wrong with me ---" "Ride!" I stopped talking when he opened the door to the passenger seat. I smiled secretly because my acting seemed effective. I left the window of his car and immediately boarded the passenger seat and closed the door. It was driving away so I turned to our place. I saw Armando there too, so the wind blew me away. It seemed like a thorn in the chest. He didn't hold back the whole trip. I was just looking out the window and thinking about where I was going today. I have no friends who can stay home. I don't like my relatives either. His cellphone rings so I look at his behavior. She pressed her ear white. "Mr. Fuentes' daughter is missing? So, the wedding is off. That's a great news" I returned the look to the window because of what he said. I was so blurred and stuck in my seat. I secretly bitten my lower lip and shook my arm. I ran away so the wedding would not continue but here I am now in the car of the person who seems to be marrying me. I bowed my head and shook my palm. I think, I'm totally doomed! ---
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind," he murmured. "First you're going to strip down until you're completely naked," he whispered against her ear. "Then I'm going to tie you up so you're completely powerless and subject to my every whim." "Mmm, sounds good so far," she murmured. "Then I'm going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I'm going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it's rosy with my marks." She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn. "And then I'm going to f**k your mouth. But I won't cum. Not yet. When I'm close, I'll flog you again until your ass is burning and you're on fire with the need for relief. And then I'm going to f**k that ass. I'm going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won't be gentle. Not tonight. I'm going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I'm going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
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."
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.