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Ugly Sister, Beautiful Brother: The Story Of An Half Vampire

Minami has always been painfully aware of her appearance. With her wild hair, rough features, and a face that makes people turn away, she has long accepted her title as "the ugly sister." It doesn’t help that her older brother, Kazuya, is the complete opposite—tall, effortlessly handsome, and admired by everyone. But if there’s one thing Minami hates more than her reflection, it’s Kazuya’s teasing. What starts as his usual playful torment takes an unexpected turn one night when he kisses her on the cheek, claiming she’s not ugly in his eyes. Flustered and determined to forget, Minami brushes it off as just another of his tricks. But Kazuya doesn’t let go so easily. His teasing grows more relentless, his words more affectionate, and his actions dangerously close to something she can’t ignore. Yet, beneath their complicated bond lies a secret neither dares to confess. They are not truly siblings. Both Kazuya and Minami know this, but Kazuya don't know that Minami knows. And beyond that hidden truth, an even deeper one lingers—one neither can admit. Kazuya loves her. Minami loves him. But love is the least of Kazuya’s worries. He is no ordinary man—he is a half-vampire, an anomaly that defies nature. A being who has conquered both the brilliance of day and the shadows of night, neither human nor monster, yet stronger than both. In the history of mankind and vampires alike, none have ever matched his power. And Minami’s face—her so-called hideous curse—is just that: a curse. One placed upon her long ago, cruel and unrelenting. Kazuya’s only goal is to break it, to give her back the beauty stolen from her. But will he succeed before she learns the truth? And if she does—if she finally sees herself through his eyes—will they ever be able to cross the fragile line between siblings and something far more dangerous? A story of self-worth, forbidden love, and the mysteries that bind them together.
LeoDGreed · 10.5K Views

The Moment It Hit Me: Slice Of Life in a Thousand Words

We’ve all had those moments—the kind that stops us in our tracks, steals our breath, and makes us see life differently. It could be a fleeting conversation, a mistake that stings, a kindness we never expected or even the realization that everything we believed… Everything we've ever known wasn’t quite right. Some lessons come like whispers, soft but impossible to ignore. Others hit like a tidal wave, knocking the wind out of us, and some come in the form of fictional short stories that resonate with us, But no matter how they arrive, they change something inside us forever. The Moment It Hit Me is a collection of those turning points—snapshots of clarity, reality, heartbreak, hope, and growth—all wrapped up in a thousand words. Each chapter comes with a different short story, some fictional, some from my own experiences and anecdotes from others' experiences. Some will make you laugh, others might sting, some will teach you new things about self-care, mental height, and emotional balance and a few will stay with you long after you turn the page. Because sometimes, all it takes is one moment to change everything. Let me share with you The Moment It Hit me, because, It Just Might Hit You too. I'm writing this because I believe that, sometimes readers need a break from traditional fiction to connect with something more grounded in real-life experiences. So be sure to share your life-changing experiences in the comment session, so we can all learn from this.
FarNia2308 · 3.3K Views

Perfect Cut: One Blade to Sever The World in Half

Sultan was absent when the gods divided good-fortune among mankind. So, he should have foreseen the consequences when an attractive and alluring lady gifted him a piece of cutting-edge technology. a rarity that is only reserved for the privileged and wealthy. Before the day ends, as he prepares dinner that evening, the steep price of this gift reveals itself, and it’s one he isn’t willing to pay. Finding himself inexplicably vanishing and transported to a strange and perilous land, Sultan must now confront traumatic experiences, brutal and relentless challenges, hideous creatures, and abnormal individuals with uncanny traits and abilities. What’s more, the hidden side of the world turns out to be far vaster and more mysterious than he ever imagined. While most of the Populace remains obliviously in the dark, The Earth itself has changed: new, uncharted lands teeming with hellish creatures and unique resources have appeared out of thin air. A great and divine-like entity known as The Host has descended, bestowing supernatural abilities upon humanity and subjecting them to arduous, nearly insurmountable trials. As The Host locks its gaze on Sultan , impossible tasks and seemingly unachievable challenges come his way. Even the extraordinary power he receives, while deceptively simple, demands its own twisted atonements. Armed with nothing but his cooking knife, Sultan embarks on a journey that could end as abruptly as it begins or lead him to a place of legend and myth. The choice is now his to make: succumb to the challenges of The Host, faltering as one of its endless failures, or rise above them to carve his destiny in a world transformed beyond recognition.
Atomb · 7.9K Views

Reborn Of The God Of Summoning

In Mainland China, Yahya Li, a handsome young man, 16 years old of age, mixed heritage, half Bahraini from his mother, Yasmin, and half Chinese from his father, Cheng Li, endures a profound tragedy during his school years. His mother died in a car crash when he was 10 years old. Despite being young, this memory has haunted Yahya to this day, and he still suspects something was wrong about it. Though he cried to his family head father and begged him, sadly, nothing happened, and he can't do anything about it. Yahya's fully Chinese brother, Zhang Li, is the pride of the family, excelling in academics and earning admiration from all. Zhang Li's mother, Li Mei, embodies the full Li family bloodline, adding to the complexity of Zhang Li's heritage and the expectations placed upon him. However, Yahya, not being a full-blooded member of the Li family, faces constant bullying and abuse from Zhang Li's gang at school, leaving him feeling isolated and undervalued. Yahya’s life takes an extraordinary turn on a ordinary day when accidently a large tree falling down on him, catapulting him into a mysterious dark blue space. As he regains consciousness in this new space, the Summoning System within him awakens: [System Awakening: 10%... 50%... 100%] Chosen for his resilience and humility, Yahya is granted the immense powers of a Lower God of Summoning. This newfound ability allows him to summon entities from various dimensions, or if he's being summoned. Guided by the System, a creation of fate by the laws of nature, Yahya embarks on a journey of self-discovery and power.
Theonee · 1.2K Views

Half me and half...

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.
Inemin · 114.2K Views

THE HALF-BLOOD CROWN

Aeliana’s body tensed, every instinct urging her to flee, but her legs refused to obey. The weight of Kaelion’s presence pressed down on her chest, as if the air itself bowed to his will. She clenched her fists, willing herself to stay upright, to meet his gaze with whatever scraps of courage she could muster. She wouldn’t let him see her fear. “Step forward,” Kaelion ordered, his tone smooth but unyielding. Her jaw tightened. The part of her that was human screamed to fight, to run, but there was a faint hum beneath her skin—a whisper of something else. Something fae. It stirred like a forgotten memory, pulling her feet forward against her will. She stopped only a breath away from him, her chin tilted defiantly despite the trembling in her limbs. Up close, the king was even more overwhelming. His features were carved in sharp, perfect lines, his mismatched eyes glinting with an intelligence that saw too much. He wasn’t just cruel; he was calculating. A predator who enjoyed the chase as much as the kill. “What are you?” Kaelion asked, his voice soft but dangerous. He reached out, his claw-tipped fingers brushing the edge of her hood. She flinched, and his lips twitched—a hint of amusement at her reaction. “I’m no one,” she bit out, her voice steadier than she felt. “Just a thief.” “A thief?” he echoed, his fingers catching the edge of the hood. With a single motion, he pushed it back, exposing her face to the moonlight. The murmurs of the onlookers grew louder, their perfect features twisting with disdain. Kaelion’s eyes narrowed, his gaze raking over her. “No one, indeed.” He took a step closer, his presence enveloping her like a dark tide. “And yet… there’s something about you. Something familiar.” Aeliana’s heart pounded as his hand moved, fingers brushing the curve of her jaw. His touch was light, but it burned like fire, sending a shiver down her spine. “I should kill you for your insolence,” Kaelion said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “But there’s a… curiosity to you. A defiance I rarely see.” His lips curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes. “I think I’ll keep you instead.” “Keep me?” Her voice cracked as anger flared, momentarily overriding her fear. “I’m not some pet to be claimed.” Kaelion’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, imperious glare. “You misunderstand, little thief. I’m not offering you a choice.” Aeliana’s stomach twisted as he raised his hand, his fingers glowing faintly with dark energy. Before she could react, a pulse of power shot through her, wrapping around her wrists like invisible chains. She stumbled, her knees buckling, but the magic held her upright. “You’ve entered my city, stolen from my people, and dared to defy me,” Kaelion said, his voice echoing with authority. “Your punishment will serve as a lesson to all who think they can do the same.” “And what punishment is that?” she spat, struggling against the bonds. Kaelion leaned in, his face inches from hers. “You’ll serve me,” he said, his voice a low, menacing growl. “Body and soul. Until I decide you’ve earned your freedom.” The crowd gasped, their whispers growing louder as the king straightened. Aeliana’s blood ran cold as she realized the full weight of his words. This wasn’t just about punishment—it was about control. And she was at the mercy of a man who had none. “Take her to the palace,” Kaelion commanded, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll decide what to do with her later.” The soldiers moved to obey, and Aeliana felt herself being pulled away, her body still bound by the king’s magic. As they dragged her through the streets, the crowd parted, their beautiful faces filled with a mix of fear and contempt. She clenched her fists, her mind racing. She couldn’t let this be the end. She wouldn’t let herself be another victim of Kaelion’s tyranny. Somewhere deep inside her, the faint hum of power stirred again, stronger this time.
KENNYWROTEIT · 5.4K Views
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