romance story set in a futuristic imaginary world (with funny, emotional, and dramatic tones):
The sky above Sector 9 was a cracked mirror of neon and smog, flickering with static from the failing weather shields. Celia wiped the grease from her hands with an old rag that used to be a T-shirt, then tossed it over her shoulder. Her day had already been long, filled with dead batteries, busted exhausts, and one particularly rude scavenger who tried to pay her with expired ration chips. Then the sky ripped open. The ship was sleek, silver, and spiraling toward the scrapyard like a drunken star. Celia stood frozen for exactly three seconds before her survival instincts kicked in.
She ducked behind the rusted frame of an old hover truck as the ship smashed into the ground just meters away, sending dust and sparks into the air. A high-pitched alarm echoed across the yard. The ship's door hissed open. Celia crept closer, wrench in hand. She was not about to be blown up by some rich-boy death trap. But when the smoke cleared, the figure that emerged was not a soldier or a scavenger. It was a guy. A stupidly tall guy in a tailored coat that probably cost more than her entire shop. His hair was perfectly tousled, and his expression? Dazed and slightly annoyed. "Ugh," he groaned. "That landing was suboptimal." Celia blinked. "Suboptimal? You nearly took out half my yard, you fancy space clown!" He looked around, as if noticing his surroundings for the first time. His nose wrinkled. "Where... am I?" "Lower Nine," she said, arms crossed. "Home of the unwanted, the unwashed, and now, apparently, crash-landed morons." He coughed. "I'm Lawrence. Lawrence Everen." Celia narrowed her eyes. Everen? As in the Everens who ran the entire upper-tier tech grid? "Well, Lawrence," she said, grabbing him by the collar and dragging him toward her garage, "if you want to survive more than an hour down here, you're going to need a lot more than good cheekbones." And just like that, the mechanic and the elite were tangled in something neither of them understood yet-but the sparks had already started to fly. Oil, Secrets, and a Bloody Nose; Lawrence Everen sat on the edge of Celia's workbench, blinking as she dabbed a cold cloth to the side of his face. His once-immaculate coat had been thrown into a pile, revealing a black shirt stained with smoke and what might've been designer embarrassment. "You're lucky your face didn't break the windshield," Celia muttered, shaking her head. "Trust me," Lawrence said through clenched teeth, "the windshield's loss would have been far greater." She rolled her eyes. "Is this what passes for flirting in the upper tiers?" He smirked, then winced when she pressed the cloth harder. "You're not my type," she added quickly. "I prefer people who don't almost kill me with their falling spaceships." "You fixed the wiring on a power converter with a hairpin," he said, studying her. "That's not just impressive-it's borderline illegal. Where'd you learn that?" Celia froze for a second. "Around." It wasn't a lie. It just wasn't the whole truth. The truth was, she used to be a student in one of the tech academies up top-before her father was framed and "relocated" for crimes he didn't commit. Since then, her education came from survival, junkyards, and slicing into forbidden tech when no one was watching. "I've read about the lower levels," Lawrence said, interrupting her thoughts. "But I never imagined they were this... real." She raised an eyebrow. "What, did you think we lived in alleyways and hiss at sunlight?" "No," he said, chuckling. "But I didn't expect anyone to be so... sharp." He wasn't wrong, and Celia wasn't about to let him get comfortable. "You Everens think you built the world," she said, tossing the bloody cloth aside. "But we're the ones keeping it alive down here. With scrap. And spit. And duct tape." Lawrence's smile faded. For a second, she saw something flicker in his eyes-guilt? "Celia," he said carefully, "I didn't choose to be born an Everen." She tilted her head. "No. But what you do with it? That's on you." Before he could reply, a loud thud echoed from outside. Celia grabbed her wrench again and motioned for silence. Her eyes narrowed. "Was anyone following you?" Lawrence swallowed. "Depends. How mad do bounty hunters get when you steal a prototype engine from your father's vault?" Celia blinked. Then sighed. "Oh, great. You didn't just fall from the sky-you brought hell with you."
It's two friends that fall in love with each other's but didn't know how to say it
Sometimes an inspiring story helps us find out the strength within us. An inspiring story helps you inspire yourself and motivate yourself. It also helps find out what you can do and what you cannot. There are hundreds you may have read in your life. But how many of them actually made changes in your mind is a question. Here are some inspiring short stories that not only gives a powerful lesson, but can also be helpful to learn about some unknown truths about life.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Season 1: Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz. In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal. Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her. SEASON 2: Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Senna Thorne lost everything-her family, her freedom, and the man she once loved. Betrayed and abandoned, she was sentenced to a fate worse than death. Magnus Voss, the ruthless billionaire who once held her heart, now sees her as nothing more than a murderer, a woman unworthy of mercy. But when fate grants her a second chance, she returns under a new name, Zara Skye-no longer the broken woman he cast aside. Yet Magnus refuses to let go. He sees her, he feels her, and deep down, he knows-she is the ghost that haunts him, the love he once destroyed. But this time, Senna isn't here for love. She's here for vengeance. When their paths collide once more, will he uncover the truth before it's too late? Or will her revenge burn them both to ashes?