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Working On You: My Uncompleted Mission

“I was chosen for a mission I never asked for, and honestly, I don’t even know if I’m the right one for it. But the King believes in me—he thinks I can do the impossible. Me, a poor girl from the village. I never thought a life like mine would lead to anything grand, let alone to the royal palace. But here I am. The King has tasked me with a mission: to change Prince Lilian. Prince Lilian—the heir to the throne, the one who is everything a prince should never be. He’s rude. He’s arrogant. He doesn’t care for anyone or anything except his own desires. His manners are a disgrace to the kingdom, and his pride is as towering as the castle itself. The King believes I can change him, shape him into the man he needs to becometo rule this kingdom. But, how? How can someone like me—an orphan with nothing but my honesty and humility—make him listen? I’m not like the people here in the palace. They’re all about power, beauty, and status. They see me as nothing more than a tool to fix the Prince, and I’m not sure I can succeed. I’ve spent my life surviving, not leading. How can I change someone who has been given everything and yet still chooses to be selfish and stubborn? But I have no choice. I must try. For the sake of this kingdom, for the Prince, and for myself. I have a mission. I must complete it. No matter the doubts, no matter how impossible it seems. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll discover that there’s more to me than even I knew. Will I fail? Or will I finally see if I’m more than just a girl with nothing?”
Emeris_Rose · 216 Views

between the eternity and the rift

The end of the world hides forgotten memories.Death does not mean the end, those unfulfilled obsessions and undissolved emotions will remain in reality in the form of ‘cast-offs’. The ‘recyclers’ are the executors responsible for cleaning up these residual memories. They walk between reality and nothingness, reclaiming the traces of the past and keeping the world in order. Tokiyu travels through the neon rainstorm of Cyber City, carrying out cold recycling tasks: deleting dead AI wife who lost control of her life due to obsession, disintegrating the ghost underground that devours her memories, and putting an end to the gentle curse that imprisons her dead souls with friendship. ...... But she gradually discovers that she can easily do things that are beyond the reach of other recyclers: Molts bow down to her, the memories of the dead flow like poetry in her eyes, and the detector's assessment of her always shows ‘ERROR’. ‘Are you sure you want to reveal the answer?’ The mechanical cherry blossoms in the abandoned lab, the blood-coloured countdown on the coffee machine, the overlapping figures reflected in the underground glass ...... Each case whispers the thinly veiled truth: With every recovery she performs, she's pushing herself over the precipice of existence. Humans use technology to alter the scale of life and death, and the definition of ‘alive’ is rewritten in code! ◆ Cyberpunk aesthetics x Bengali suspense structure x Philosophical discursive core ◆ A hardcore romance between data graveyard and human nature. ◆ In the doomsday scenario of memory entropy increase, asking what it means to be a human being. ‘The meaning of existence lies in choosing how to disappear.’
1054488472 · 489 Views

DARK NIGHTSHADE

A young woman's life is turned upside down when her ex, Chris, suddenly reappears. Chris is the ruthless and cunning boss of a powerful mafia organization, with a reputation for getting what he wants, no matter the cost. As they rekindle their intense and passionate relationship, she is drawn back into a world of luxury and danger, where the lines between loyalty and obsession are blurred. But as Chris's true intentions are revealed, she must decide whether to surrender to her desires and become embroiled in his criminal empire, or to fight for her freedom and risk everything. With her loyalty to her friends and her own sense of self-worth hanging in the balance, she must navigate the treacherous landscape of Chris's world and confront the secrets of their past in order to survive. Excerpt: "What are you..." I started to ask, but Chris locked his lips with mine, cutting off my words. It was an angry kiss, like he was pouring his frustration into me. I tried to struggle, but he held me tighter and deepened the kiss. I eventually gave up, knowing it was futile. He let go of my lips, and I could feel a sting on my mouth. I saw a bite mark on his lip as well. We looked at each other, and I could feel the tension growing in the car. We were alone, with me on top of him, and our faces inches apart. Before I knew it, our lips touched again, but this time it was different - it was slow and sensual. I moaned as his tongue started to explore my mouth, and the kiss inevitably deepened. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the feeling, my hands roaming his chest as his hands went under my shirt and rubbed my bare back. I started to feel hot all over and pulled my jacket away. He trailed his lips to my collarbone and sucked on it. When I started to move my hips over his already hardened bulge, he held my legs to stop me. "No," he said, his voice restrained. Still in the fog of the moment, I asked in a whisper, "What?" My breath came in pants, just like his. He replied, "Let's stop here, princess, or we'll do the other thing you talked about." It took me a second to understand, and when I did, I immediately got off his lap and returned to my seat. My mind went to Sarah, and I realized I couldn't come clean to her now. I glared at Chris, who smirked at me and started driving again.
Lilwritter · 2.9K Views
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