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Fight for peace

A long time ago, all the world's lived peacefully. Although not all the worlds knew about each other, everyone lived as peaceful as they could in their respective worlds. And in one of these worlds, almost everyone had supernatural abilities which were powered by substances called rubidstones. Each rubidstone lived inside it's wielder and revealed itself when the wielder wanted it to. Rubidstones only chose people who are pure of heart and a new rubidstone was created once a worthy person was born. And because of it, that world was the most peaceful among them. But one day, a wicked ruler at the far end of all the worlds rose up and decided to broke the peace which the world was living in. He went to that universe with his army of tundumons. Unknown creatures which looked like wolfs but had hands and stood on their hind limbs. Lots of lives were lost that day. But one man was able to change everything. He took the rubidstones he had gathered and escaped to a different world (earth) and spread it across the earth hoping to fulfill a prophecy that was told a long ago. And it said; "One powerful and evil person will rise up and disrupt the peace which all the worlds are living in. And when he's close to victory, one man changes everything. He won't be the one to bring back the peace though, but through him new heroes will be born. And among these heroes, a young boy will take up the responsibility and restore peace once more. He will fight with a motto that said, 'fight for peace'"
Deslimdivi245 · 2.6K Views

The Blade's Caress

She looked like a rat caught in headlights, her big brown eyes looking innocently up at me, tears brimming. My little Miss Kindergarten turns me on without even doing anything. I wanted to hug her, but if I did, she would feel my manhood. "Tsk tsk, what happened, Miss Kindergarten?" I whispered. She stood up, the moonlight from the window making her curves more prominent. "Why are you here?" she sniffled. "I can come whenever I want, baby," I walked slowly towards her. She took a step back, and I took one more forward. She touched the wall behind her. Aawww "Uh huh, no escape, baby," I spoke, standing in front of her. Her head low, her toes fidgeting on her own. Nervous. Nervous. "What's so interesting in those cute feet today?" I asked, tugging at her chin to make her look up at me. "Go Away. Please" Her voice came out weak. "You should mind your business." "Oh, you are my business, Miss Kindergarten. Don't forget that," I growled in a low voice. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" Her stubborn behavior as usual. "You are, baby, and if you deny it again, I'll bite that little tongue of yours." She sucked in a sharp breath, rolling her eyes at me. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" she gritted out, her nose fuming in anger. "You can't tell me. You don't own me!" 'Only if she knew, she doesn't look scary at all. She's a pookie. MY POOKIE!' "You love challenging me, baby," I said, closing the distance between us and bending until my nose touched hers. "Let me taste that daring tongue of yours." I whispered, tilting my head to sniff her hair. Grabbing her arms from behind and pinned them above her head. "Hey, Miss Kindergarten, your hands are wet." She whimpered. I brought my other hand back to her chin and saw dark liquid dripping off my fingers. The metallic scent wafting up my nostrils. "I swear If this is blood, you're going to regret it. Baby."
Javeria_Becky · 5.7K Views

Reborn for Christmas

Rain Johnson, a beautiful 23-year-old Black woman, has spent her life confined by her chronic battle with sickle cell disease and her mother Mary’s overprotectiveness. Mary, a devoted pastor, kept Rain isolated out of fear, unintentionally robbing her daughter of friendships, experiences, and the chance to fall in love. Rain’s only wish before her illness took her life was to know what love felt like. On the night of her death in a rundown public hospital, a mysterious older man who claims to be a janitor visits her. His gentle words and kindness offer her an unexpected sense of peace. He promises her a gift, though he leaves nothing tangible behind. That night, Rain dreams of a stunning young white doctor, whose kind eyes and tender care stir feelings she’s never known. But before she can make sense of it, her illness worsens, and Rain takes her last breath. When Rain opens her eyes again, she’s shocked to find herself alive—but she’s in a completely unfamiliar body. Now inhabiting the life of Amara Stone, a world-famous pop star known for her beauty, grace, and dazzling smile, Rain is thrust into a life of fame, fortune, and glamour. With her newfound health and confidence, she resolves to uncover the mystery behind the dream that brought her comfort in her final moments. Rain’s journey leads her to a hospital charity gala where she comes face-to-face with the doctor from her dream: Dr. Lucas Grant, a compassionate and skilled surgeon dedicated to helping those in need. As Rain tries to connect with Lucas, she discovers that her new life as Amara comes with its own challenges, including an ex-fiancé who won't let go and the pressure of maintaining a superstar persona. Through laughter, tears, and a series of magical Christmas miracles, Rain learns to balance her new life with the mission of finding true love. But as the connection between her past life and present becomes clearer, Rain realizes the janitor’s gift was far more than just a second chance—it was the chance to love and be loved, just in time for Christmas.
Cynthia_Akpeh · 1.5K Views
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