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Sasha is a beautiful lady from a humble background. He gets married to Mike, a poor man who lived below the poverty level, only to realize later that he was a very wealthy stateman. Initially, Sasha used to sell fruits as a hawker to help her fruit spouse take care of the family. When Sasha realized the true potential wealth of her husband, she questioned him, claiming to suffer in the streets of the city, yet he had money. Mike later engaged in a love affair with a certain lady, whom Sasha knew very well. This brought a disagreement between them, escalating the matter to an eventual divorce. Sasha was left with nothing at all, only a child to suffer in the streets of N. During the signing of the divorce document, the District Commissioner who spearheaded the divorce exercise noticed her. He seemed to love her at first sight, comforting her as she cried tirelessly at his office. The District Commissioner, Mr. R made a quick advancement, which was accepted. Sasha must have been desperate. They agreed and lived casually as husband and wife; Sasha now lived with a second husband who was very rich. Mike came back with the intention of ruining his ex-wife's relationship now thriving well.

Ava Blanton was a condemned criminal, later the unwitting vessel for a botched transmigration that had left her consciousness welded with fragmented memories of an unknown Earth woman. Their minds imperfectly combined, Ava battled an identity crisis. Emotions, desires, and experiences that were both native and foreign flitted through her mind. Torn between two imperfect lives, Ava faced higher states of psychological turmoil in which she couldn't quite be sure where one self ended and another started.

Sasha is a beautiful lady from a humble background. He gets married to Mike, a poor man who lived below the poverty level, only to realize later that he was a very wealthy stateman. Initially, Sasha used to sell fruits as a hawker to help her fruit spouse take care of the family. When Sasha realized the true potential wealth of her husband, she questioned him, claiming to suffer in the streets of the city, yet he had money. Mike later engaged in a love affair with a certain lady, whom Sasha knew very well. This brought a disagreement between them, escalating the matter to an eventual divorce. Sasha was left with nothing at all, only a child to suffer in the streets of N. During the signing of the divorce document, the District Commissioner who spearheaded the divorce exercise noticed her. He seemed to love her at first sight, comforting her as she cried tirelessly at his office. The District Commissioner, Mr. R made a quick advancement, which was accepted. Sasha must have been desperate. They agreed and lived casually as husband and wife; Sasha now lived with a second husband who was very rich. Mike came back with the intention of ruining his ex-wife's relationship now thriving well.

A collection of random story ideas. Each chapter is a different idea. If you wish to use one and improve upon it, all I ask is that you let me know before hand and give me some credit for it.

It is to be known, when a girl turns sixteen-: She is no more a girl! And, it is to be added, a man's greatest charm, is his rich earns and wit of standing out!! ***** ‘To, Miss Victoria Lancaster… My pen has sung, my writing has spoken… and I still remain a stranger! Or am I? My apologies for the wait, I stood by the riverside in Welsh lands, wondering why an imposter would impersonate my writings to you… Forgive me for calling him the word—I stand hurt, and hurt even more by this! From Prince Harry McVourse… with Love.' ***** Victoria Lancaster, fourth of the six Lancaster siblings, stands in the predicament of societal wants and her lone desire for love. Being introduced to society for the first time, and as the first daughter of her family to be introduced, she needs a successful first season. And a successful season for a lady means, securing a suitor and a husband! Concurrently, Harry McVourse, standing as Knight, seeks the same accomplishments as Victoria, but his situation is quite melodramatic! His mother, the third of King Charles' five wives—though each was married one after the other and divorced except for the last—seeks to have her two sons marry swiftly and bless her with a grandson. A grandson is not her will but a want from King Charles, demanded of his sons. This, indeed, is an all-queens' contest to see whose son shall deliver a grandson first. Knight, despite understanding the depth and urgency of the matter, knows that the partner must be his. An uncareful selection would lead to years of despair and pain! As of that matter, he depicts societal balls and celebrations as a confined showcase of hypocrisy and pretense. He needs see the eligible spinsters beyond societal confines, and that’s what leads him to stand as a night guard in the Lancasters' new London mansion. A coincidence? Therefore, with Victoria Lancaster being the definite spinster Knight becomes much engaged with, he gradually develops a desire for the girl. However, despite this desire, he is opposed by many admirers, especially his brother, Prince Edward McVourse, whose efforts cannot be overlooked, in addition to his half-brother, Prince William McVourse, a lad whose in future leaves Knight wrathful due to a certain impotent depiction. As a result, he delights in the idea of writing to Lady Lancaster every morning. An anonymous write! His intention being; to the least, stand out from the men in pursuit. However, without Knight’s knowledge, Victoria is slowly enjoying the curves and words in those writings. Each night, she dreads time to pass quickly, anticipating another writing to be brought to her. She becomes intrigued until she desires to know the man behind the writing. Additionally, her mother pressures her to stand firm on the choice of the man she is to choose—Lord Edward, Knight’s elder brother, who is said to possess two hundred thousand a year. The letters draw Victoria and Knight closer, but their budding connection faces significant challenges. Knight must navigate the rivalry with his brothers, particularly Edward and William, both competing for Victoria's hand, in addition to formally acquainting himself with the ladyship. Victoria, on the other hand, struggles to reconcile her growing feelings for the unknown writer with her mother's expectations and the societal norms of the time. What happens next? "In His Writing" is a novel set in the Victorian era, embracing themes of romance, mystery, and conflict, in addition to societal conflicts, identity, and desires. (DAILY UPDATES A WEEK.) I HOPE Y'ALL SHALL ENJOY. LIKE, COMMENT.

Este livro é totalmente fictício; sua história é baseada nos tempos modernos, onde nossos heróis lutam para salvar o mundo de uma grande escuridão que aos poucos devasta a terra. O livro se passa no ano de 2040, onde casos misteriosos de pessoas desaparecidas e mortes inexplicáveis estão ocorrendo a toda hora. Agora, o mundo pede ajuda para nossos heróis, que podem livrar o mal do nosso mundo. Dedico este livro a mim, à minha imaginação e a todos que são próximos na minha vida, e também dedico para vocês, leitores. Agradeço a todos que leram o meu livro; fico muito contente por terem utilizado o tempo de vocês para lerem justo o meu livro. Muito obrigado.

In a world where unspoken truths can weigh heavier than mountains, no one ever warned me about the danger of words left unsaid. I always thought I could handle it—breaking my heart seemed easier than breaking my mind, after all. But it turns out, the mind is a far more dangerous place than the heart. It doesn’t heal quickly, and it doesn’t forget. What happens when you leave words hanging in the air is that they start to fill every empty space, crowding out anything else, leaving only the residue of missed opportunities and what-ifs. My journal sat in front of me now, filled with everything I’d never said. All the words that could have changed something, anything. It was strange, how it felt so much easier to discard an entire journey than it did to let go of a single glance from yesterday. The words I left behind felt heavier than the pages I wrote them on. I didn’t even know why I kept writing anymore—maybe because it was the only place where I could finally speak, even if no one would ever read it. The reality of not saying things, of keeping my feelings buried, left a deeper scar than any conversation I never had. But what could I do? It’s not like the words would ever come, not now. What was left were the possibilities—the ones that never had a chance to come to life. A life where we could have made different choices, said the things we were too scared to say. But the past is a cruel thing to hang onto. It taunts you with the “what could have been” but never gives you any answers. And so, I sat there, sighing as I thought about how this was all I could do—curse the world, blame myself, and wonder if maybe there was something I could have changed. Maybe I could’ve found a way to let him know how I felt. Maybe I could’ve found the courage to stop pretending. But now, I was just left to face the weight of silence, and it felt as heavy as the words I could never speak. I thought I could be fine, that time would wash it all away—just move on, I told myself. But the more I tried, the more I found myself tangled in a web of thoughts that didn’t make sense. The days and nights we spent together were now just memories—snippets of laughter, quiet moments, little glances exchanged in the middle of the chaos, all trapped in the space between the confusion and the comfort of what used to be. I looked back, trying to make sense of it all, but it was like trying to hold water in my hands. The harder I tried, the more it slipped through my fingers. I regard all of us, how we all fall into this trap—how we’re all just people, trying to navigate this world with the hope that someone might catch us, that someone might finally understand what we didn’t say. Maybe we all end up here, stuck in the mess of things we wanted to say, but never did. And at the end of the day, there’s no one to blame but ourselves. We’re the ones who held back, who kept our truths hidden, all for the sake of protection, or pride, or fear. It’s easy to blame the world for the things that go wrong, but in the end, we’re the ones who let it go unspoken. And maybe that’s the hardest part—learning that we were the ones who stood in our own way.

When the fearsome and enigmatic millionaire, Enzo Kingston, proposes to his secretary, Ella, she is caught in a dilemma between her allegiance to her boyfriend, Jake, and the enticement of a new life full of luxury. Pressured by her boyfriend to marry Enzo and steal his fortune, Ella is caught between her growing feelings for Enzo and her loyalty to Jake. What started as a tense business encounter soon turned into a game of manipulation and betrayal. After the wedding, Ella begins to draw closer to Enzo and discovers some secrets about his past that made him ruthless as a boss, which changed her perception of him. However, as she is about to make a decision, she also uncovers the truth about Jake’s real intentions and her ultimate part in the scheme of things. When a secret from her past emerges and an unforeseen pregnancy, Ella has to choose between her loyalty to Jake and a husband who really loves her. She must find a way to win her husband’s trust again who, unknown to her, knew about her plot with Jake and was waiting for the perfect time to gain revenge. With everything at stake, will Ella escape the past that haunts her, or will her love fail under the weight of her lies and deception?

No longer writing this gave it to my partner you can still find this book under the other of divinity (re-upload)

Diana and Lucas had a child who went missing. Because of this Diana left Lucas. After six years, they eventually found their missing child. During this time, Diana became a rich and influencial woman. However, Sofia, the other daughter who was with Lucas, was influenced by someone and started to believe that Diana abandoned her. This caused Sofia, to develop hatred towards her mother. Lucas, the father, never told Sofia about Diana and also started to feel hate towards her after the loss of their second daughter. will the finding of their missing daughter bring the family together or will it break them apart forever. This is a story where the male and female lead are both strong and resilient. ****** "Hey everyone! just wanted to let you know that this story contains intense and graphic violence, so it's rated 18+. Make sure your ready for for a thrilling and gritty experience. Enjoy!"

If wisdom was a course taught in schools, trust me, it would be the most extensive and expensive course ever. But nah... it has nothing to do with IQ or being smart. It is rather more of spiritual than natural.

Set in a rural village in China, this mysterious horror story revolves around a family and the strange occurrences surrounding the grave of their recently deceased grandfather.

Shine a half Korean girl, so beautiful and talented falls in-love with a playboy the president's son and the leader of the four squad. How will the love between the president's son and the billionaire's daughter end. Let's take a ride on the roller coaster, grab your popcorn and sit back for the next romance and fantasy novel. the story continues♊♊♊ Please follow me on instagram at: kimdawn7411

Bryce was an orphan who had went through some rough experience, leading him to walk on the path he's currently on. However, the boundlessly chaotic nature of fate decided to involve him in things that one would never hope to witness and experience ever in their life. Every human has at least a quote or a single words that speaks up to them. Bryce is no exception. He will have one for himself, sooner or later. Just how impacful will the discovery be to him? A/N: This my first urban fantasy content, please consider voting and adding it to library if you enjoy it.

He came closer to me looking deep into my eye “Move away”i said looking Dawn at the floor so he won't see me blush “what if I don't” he said I stuttered “then-then i-i will tell Dave, he is really powerful, he will kill you”then I saw him frown from the name Dave “Thats if I let him” he said coming closer until our he was a inch away from me

If anyone were to tell you that a picture is worth a thousand words, you should tell them to shut up. Or, in the very least, slap them in the face with a baseball bat. A picture isn't the same thing as words on a page. At least a picture is interesting; I mean, your eyes gloss over words far more than images, and the more cryptic the image, the longer you look at it. No, a picture is not a mere blurb on a page. A picture is like a movie without motion, or a still portal, an empty doorway, and I'd know that very well. Too well. But I digress. After all, you're reading words on a page for the heck of it. Weirdo. My name is Veridian, and what I'm about to say is going to sound crazy. I'm one of the Wanderers. It sounds insane, I know. I'm only, what, nineteen? And yet, I'm the youngest Wanderer there is. I didn't even realise I was one until the Great Merging happened. But I'm probably getting ahead of myself. I'll go back to when it all started, right after the Merging, and then we can take it slow. After you hear my story, maybe you'll be able to help me get out of here. Just whatever you do, don't tell Uncle Romford. Please.

How beautiful are isekai? Is it that easy to live in another completely unknown world? How to enjoy something that has no certainty at all? entering Isekai with no desire at all, condemning the world how absurd this is, "How will I survive in a world that I don't want?"

Literature is like the ocean and the true love of a mother; it's everlasting. I must say that all my thoughts, my tears, my feelings, and even some of my secrets hide inside the poems I've written. Everlasting Words is a book compilation of poems I have written. The compilation of words gives an everlasting smile. This is your little writer who love arts, and writing is my hideaway. I hope you can also check out my novels and quotes compilation, which will be available here soon. Thank you and I love you, My Sunshines!

I'm kinda planning to write an original story but i feel like my level of writing i'snt where i want it to be and i really want this novel to be successful even if it only reaches a few hundred readers so every day for until i have school again, (I'm on a break right now), i'll be practicing writing many different scenes in many different perspectives. I really want to challenge myself and not only test my limits but also reach at and break past it. I'm not hoping for any recognition but i would appreciate any feedback as well as advice from any veteran writers that may see this. As for new writers that may stumble upon this, i hope for this to help you all as well. Thanks in advance for reading.

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