Squirm Pronunciation

Some exist with pride, others struggle with pride, some compete with pride, and there are those who fail with pride, but very few can walk away with pride. Congratulations, for as you read these lines, you have witnessed the whole lives of many great basketball players. This pronunciation was embodied when Stephen Curry, after facing defeat in 2021, claimed that no one would want to face them the following season; When Tim Duncan was convinced before the start of the 2014 Finals that they would not mess up; When Kobe Bryant promised at Old Buss's memorial to take the Lakers to the playoffs; When Nowitzki, shedding his label as a soft player, retreated to the locker room in tears at night; When Kevin Garnett let out a skyward howl after holding the championship trophy; When the 2004 Detroit Pistons won and the F4 Lakers lost… Our story begins in an era when pride still mattered.

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

Sophia Bennett, betrayed by her husband and step-sister, faced a gruesome end—burned alive with her unborn child. But fate grants her a second chance. Reborn back to when it all began, Sophia now have the chance to rewrite her tragic story. Haunted by memories of the past life, She refuses to let death quench her hatred and regret. Instead, fueled by vengeance. Reborn at the most critical moment that will change her life, “the arranged marriage with the richest and handsome bachelor Alexander Brooks” which she escaped from in her previous life. Will Sophia get married and destroy Olivia's path to riches? Or finds herself entangled with Alexander Brooks. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “ Are you that desperate to secure the position of “Mrs Brooks” that you'll shamelessly throw yourself at me”? Alexander asks, his voice laced with contempt, his deeps eyes looking at the woman squirming under him. His eyes trails her curvy body as his right hand squeeze the soft mound on her chest, he thought he'd find her touch disgusting but his body couldn't help but react to her and he can barely control his actions. “Ummmm” Sophia moans to his touch “ p-please” she murmurs shakingly, her eyes clouded as she rubs her hot and soft body against him. She feels hot all over and couldn't help groping his body to find relief. Loosing all restraint, Alexander leans to her ear, biting it and whispers huskily “since you're so eager, then don't blame me for being unrestrained”. He sucks her neck, bites down, “ahhhh ummmm” Sophia squirms in bliss. His hand roams her soft body, his head leaves her neck as he kiss his way down to her collarbone and down to her twin peaks. He latches unto one of her breasts, sucks and swirls his tongue round her erect nipple. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Rebirth from Ashes” weaves love, betrayal, redemption, and new beginnings into a captivating narrative.

On the otherworldly continent of Adriel, Thomas sat in his small and messy study learning magic. He was filled with longing and curiosity for magic, but also had a hint of uneasiness and anxiety. When attempting to learn the Light Spell, Thomas had difficulty controlling magical energy. At this time, his good friend Emily walked in. Seeing his predicament, she gave patient guidance, from basic breathing regulation to energy perception, and then to the pronunciation of incantations and the accuracy of gestures. With Emily's help, Thomas successfully created a faint but stable ball of light. In the following days, Thomas studied magic even harder. From simple Light Spells to more complex incantations, his magic skills steadily improved. He also won first place in a school magic competition with his efforts and talent. His story spread on campus and became a legend, inspiring more people to pursue their dreams. Thomas knew that this was just the beginning of his magical journey. He would continue to learn and grow until one day he could stand at the peak of the magical world.

I walked slowly down the hall of the ceremonial Chambers towards the priest, standing on the grand stage. Today, is my coronation, and I will inherit the plug of lust, and along with it I will be bestowed my very own system made just for me by the dragon God him self! as I approached the ceremonial throne, I laid down face first on it and lifted my tail and spread my legs, giving an unhindered view of my anus to the nobles sitting in the pew below, eagerly awaiting. I squirmed as the priest grabbed my tail and prepared to penetrate me with the plug of lust that was levitating only a few inches away from my ass. the priest spoke to day you all gather here to witness the coronation of her highness Isobel Claymoore. Of the lust-more house hold now you All shall behold, as her highness is penetrated by the plug of lust, and is bestowed with a great power! I screamed, feeling the royal plug force its way inside of me after a few seconds of pure agony. I felt the plug dissolve into me, and with that came pleasure like I had never felt before surge from my anus to throughout. My entire body ding [system-activated]

“I bought you at a very high price and I expect you to fulfill your duties as my slave,” he reminded her before throwing her to the bed and pinning her to it. “Get off me,” she demanded. He chuckled dangerously, “I bought you to satisfy me in bed and you tell me to get off you?” She squirmed beneath him as he held her neck, “You will do as I ask, Diana. I own you,” he stated in anger. After seeing her younger sister get murdered before her eyes, Diana was sold to the highest bidder as a sex slave. She tried countless times to escape Alpha Rolex who had bought her but it was pointless until she had a vision. Then she vowed to avenge the death of her family and ruin everyone who ever hurt her.

I slapped her ass once more as she shrieked and blurted, "I want it in my ass, all please...fuck my ass." I replaced the ball gag and aimed my cock for her asshole, only to slip into her pussy. She groaned deeply but then began to squirm again as I dipped my fingers into her juices and began to lubricate her little pucker. She groaned when I added two fingers deeply. After some more pussy juice and fingers, I pushed the head of my cock against her little anal opening. I Write R18 Adult Stories support me for more cultural content

Volume One: Evaline Calderon was pulled from a life of destitution when she is found out to be a royal. She is thrust into an hazardously intriguing and deceptive life in the royal court. Soon she discovers that she is a vessel for a witch's magic and the longer she threads through the new life she has been given she realises there is far more at stake than she first thought. An entity that threatens the fate of the kingdom as a whole is amiss. But when her diary of a grandmother she barely knew leads to the Commander of The Witch hunters, she has no choice but to take his help. Together they unravel secrets and the closer they get to the root, the more sparks begin to fly. Despite everything, trusting him with her own damning secret seems too impossible especially when she suspects that he too has skeletons in his closets. In this fantasy romance filled with mystery, themes of betrayal and love intertwine, shaping Evaline's journey from weakness to strength in a court where danger lurks behind every opulent facade. *Excerpt* "Xavier," My voice was more stable than I felt. "Let me go." His grip did not loosen even an inch. His piercing green eyes never left mine. "I don't intend to." His voice was hoarse and his gaze fell to my lips. I took steps back but he followed as though in a dance until my back hit a wall. "What are you so afraid of?" His whispered. "I am not afraid," The lie slid passed my lips as though they were the truest words. "I just need to..." "I am not letting you leave, Eva." He dropped his head towards my lips. My heart thumped harder in my chest. I wanted this, I wanted him but I knew better because once he knew... it would be my end. I turned my head away but his mouth only dropped to my neck and he took full advantage. His mouth grazed the sensitive flesh until I quivered. Until I moaned. "You don't understand..." I squirmed against his hard body. "I don't want this." Another lie. He paused and whispered against my skin. "Yet your body betrays you, my little wife."

" She liked him but never dreamt of him , He disliked her and never dreamt of her. However, for some reason fate brought them together." • • Rosalina Navarro is an enthusiastic , charming young lady, and a successful wedding planner. Known for creating magical moments for couples on their special day. Jose Long, on the other hand, is the son of a successful businessman . He's arrogant, condescending, making it difficult for anyone to warm up to him. However, underneath his tough exterior, he is hiding dreadful secrets . Though Rosalina and Jose had crossed paths before, their initial encounter had been quite unfortunate. They were meant to cross paths again, but fate had a way of playing crazy games, and it decided to intervene, changing their lives in unexpected ways . When Rosalina and Jose finally crossed paths once more, their worlds collided in a whirlwind of chaos, messiness, and undeniable chemistry. Sparks fly as they engage in constant banter trying to one-up eachother. Rosalina finds herself both infuriated by Jose's presence and strangely drawn to him, while He derived pleasure from seeing her squirm . Get ready for a rollercoaster ride of emotions as Rosalina and Jose navigate the unpredictable twist and turns of their relationship. Will Rosalina and Jose be able to put aside their differences and find common ground? Or will their chaotic relationship lead to even more mayhem? [ I won't be updating this novel everyday, just three 3×A week.]

Sylas Sutton is the wicked wizard but he keeps losing against a dominant heroine with thick thighs and ravenous eyes. Still he's determined to overtake the kingdom and claim his rightful place on the throne. His pride won't allow him to bend the knee to a brutish woman. But each failure brings him closer to giving in and somehow bowing down begins to make his heart race. Emilia Vanis is the saviour of her nation. She's strong, heroic and pure of heart. It's her responsibility to take down evil. She especially enjoys bringing Sylas to his knees. Watching him grunt in pain and grimace in pride. She enjoys the bruises her hands make on him and how easily he'd break under her hands. How prettily he'd squirm against her. Maybe she's not so pure of heart after all.

How can you fall in love when you don't even know who you are? At the age of ten, she was left at the orphanage without any recollection of who she was and where she came from. Twenty years later, Clara Johnson, now the CEO of her own security company, SST, provides top-of-the-line security systems and technology that stamps out the competition. If only they could get the biggest shipping company in the country to upgrade their outdated system. But it seems that the CEO, Sebastian Colfer, will do everything to thwart their efforts. Or so it seems. Behind his icy demeanor, he has a hidden agenda, to woo the spirited CEO of SST. The mystery surrounding her appearance at the orphanage keeps her busy these days, and having somebody in her life is not part of her plan. So she pushes everyone away, but will it always stay that way? ==-=-== This book is purely fictional. Any similarities with people in real life are purely coincidental. ==-=-== Sitting in the back seat of Sebastian's car, Clara could feel the heat emanating from his body. His legs were spread out a little too wide, and they were rubbing against her outer thigh. She tried not to let it affect her, but his arm seemed to graze hers every time the car moved, and that unnerved her a little. They were sitting a little too close if you asked her. Clara tried to get away from him, as far as the space could allow, but her brother didn't want to cooperate. He kept on scolding her to stop squirming. She was trying to find a comfortable position that would keep their body parts from touching, what was wrong with that? Sebastian was tormenting her, and she's had enough. She elbowed her brother and told him to switch places with her. ‘Are you scared to sit close to me?’ Sebastian whispered in her ear. -=- Facebook: Intagram:

Touching the tender skin of her thighs thus making her squirm, Arthur lifted his eyes up to her and suddenly asked, “Are you a virgin?” Winifred's thighs shook at the intimacy of his question, she was so shocked to be asked such a thing right in the middle of such intimacy going on between them. At the expanse of his broad chest that was filling up her entire vision, she said “What?” “Your virginity. Do you still have it?” Arthur asked again without a hitch in his breath. Winifred felt she should push him away. She felt like she had to put an end the confusing situation. She needed to set the boundaries between them and not give in to whatever game it was that he was playing. It wasn't supposed to be that hard, all she wanted was to be away from him, his kingdom, the so called beasts, this world. All she wanted was to be away from the 1700s she was in and back in the 2022 she was supposed to be in. She didn't want to feel this way; heavy, panting and all that, so lazy yet so awake and throbbing. But her mouth opened up and she found herself answering his question instead. “No," she said, without missing a beat even though it was a lie. She was lying because she didn't want to make him think he had something to take from her, if what they were thought in history classes was true then it meant that these people prioritized virginity in girls and women. So maybe, saying she was not one would make Arthur reduce whatever hold he had on her, maybe he would start to see her in a different light and just decide to let her go. But then, his thumb moved in circles, hot and rough against her soft skin, as he says, “You’re lying.” _______________ Meet Winifred. A spoilt brat whose life has always been full of ease until things suddenly changed in a span of hours, she found out that she wasn't her father's daughter, fainted and then woke up only to find out that she wasn’t in the time zone she knew anymore, worst was she went way back in time when things were done in the traditional way and the law was especially unfavorable to women. A time when superstitions as she called them was the height of the day and the people believed in some beasts. And even before she could settle or understand what was happening to her, things she never imagined started to happen to her. Meet Arthur. He's known as the icy prince. He hates humans, he hates slave auctions but then he found himself buying one to please his father. What he didn't know was that he had bought one that had come from the future, one that didn't understand what submission or obedience was. And in the course of their back and forth, things started to happen. Things that are forbidden and would never be accepted in their world.

Beta Drake has seen his fair share of the supernatural. Between his Alpha's Luna being a vampire werewolf hybrid and a witch running a nightclub, he had assumed he had seen it all... Then he met Amy Lynn. Within a look, everything he and the other high ranking wolves of the Crescent pack knew was thrown out the window by this tiny but unstoppable wolf. She fought it. I watched, sensing her anguish as she fought against the Alpha's command. Amy Lynn didn't want to comply. Fear and worry washing through her eyes as she watched the Alpha cut his palm, the blood dripping down into the chalice. I cut my own hand and smiled down to her, hoping to ease some of her worry, but she seemed to just squirm a bit more. "Please don't make me do this." She begged as Alpha Flynn took her hand in his. "I don't even have a wolf..." "Then this will be a quicker death then you deserve." Alpha Flynn replied, cutting her palm with his claw and mixing the liquids. A moment later, he cleared his throat and looked down to her. "Now, DRINK." His Alpha aura flooded over her. She struggled for a while, before bearing her neck and taking the glass to her lips. Practically choking down the liquid, Amy Lynn began coughing, dropping the glass and letting it shatter on the floor below her. For a moment, I felt the pack-link tremble as she struggled with the poison running through her blood. Alpha Flynn cursed before kneeing her in the stomach, making her double over. "Waste of a good full moon." He spat as she writhed in pain on the floor, her eyes beginning to go dim. Alpha Flynn left the room then, angry and disappointed at a failed attempt. But no matter how much I tried, I could not turn and walk away from her. I sat down next to her, pulling her long black hair out of her face and resting my hand on her cheek. She was sweating and warm, but not feverish. I watched as her golden brown eyes rolled backward, the sclarea only showing. Then the link clicked, a new Bane link forming as her eyes flashed forward, crystal blue and almost white. With a deep cough, she took a breath and starred at me. ******TRIGGER WARNING****** This book contains scenes of a graphic nature, to include but not exclusive to: offensive language, gore, violence, abuse, sexual assault, and sexual interactions.

Blurb Everyone believes Giovanni Martino the Italian mafia boss is a misogynist, women were the last thing on his mind. His enemies were desperate to know his weakness, but he does not have one. Giovanni doesn't allow men close to him. All he does was strictly business and deals. What happens when he finds a woman in his room in the middle of the night, a naked woman in his shower. ****** I moved away from the shower, I was expecting him to say something, but he only stared. I tried to move past him, but he didn't move. His eyes was glued to my naked body. The only thing that occurred to me was to get out of here before I get into trouble or even get raped. Long hairy hands snaked round my waist, pulling me to a hard chest. My body became hot instantly. My breasts were squashed against his hard chest and his hands were on my ass. I tried squirming away but his hands only tightened. "Who the fuck are you?And what the fuck are you doing in my room?"He asked, his deep voice booming out loud.

"What gives you the impression that I'll open up to you?" She retorted, gazing into his deep blue eyes that seemed to drown her in their endless depth. “Oh, you will.” His eyes raked down her body, a lascivious grin on his harshly beautiful face. He walked right up to her as she tried not to squirm in her seat. “I’m certain of it...”

Gold Tier Winner of WPC #139 *** Two souls were prophesied to meet and fall in love. They were made for each other, chosen by the moon goddess to complete each other. But what would happen when something threatens to break them apart? Do you think a love predestined by a deity will prevail? *** Lara looked up and she froze when her eyes came in contact with the bluest eyes she had ever seen. "You are...?" He asked. Lara caught her breath and froze up. She can't answer him! She already knew the CEO was ridiculously handsome. But she didn't think he was this handsome! He already asked her a question but all she could think of was... Noah James Smith looked intimidatingly beautiful in his company photo but in person, he's more than that. His photo didn't do him any justice! He was devilishly handsome, and very intense too. His electric blue eyes looked like they could see into her soul if he wanted to. And she was melting like ice-cream in front of him. Noah looked at the woman who just entered his office and his eye zeroed in on her. She looks like a dear in headlights. Her lips were gaping and she looked stunned after seeing his face. Did she hear what I said? He thought inwardly as he stood up and walked around his desk. "Who are you?" he asked again, and that got Lara out of her trance. "Oh! Uhm. I-uhh. I-I'm nobody..." She replied after struggling for words. Then she remembered what she came there to do and approached his desk. "Actually, I came here to deliver this…" Noah casually sat on his desk and crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes watching her as she squirmed under his gaze, holding the envelop close to her chest as she awkwardly approached him and his desk. "I'm... I'm going to put this here for you, sir..." she said and placed the brown envelope just beside where he sat and then backed away like she'd been burned by his presence. She couldn't even look him in the eye. Noah glanced at the envelope then backed at Lara who was now awkwardly playing with her fingers. "I'll be going now, sir. I'm sorry for disturbing you-" "You haven't answered my question yet." he stopped her and she froze again. "P-pardon?" "What's your name?" "I-uhh..." Lara started to panic. Is he going to fire me? Noah looked at her ID. "Looking at your ID from this distance, it seems that you're one of my employees." "Ah yes, I'm-" She bit her lip and deflated like a balloon. Will I get reprimanded if he discovers I'm just a newbie? "Why did you stop? Is it really hard for you to tell me your name?" Lara immediately shook her head. "N-no. No, sir. I just- uhh. I find you intimidating…" she unconsciously said and gasped. What did I just say? Noah didn't respond but the corner of his lips turned up for a second there before it vanished as soon as it appeared. "I see..." [Time Skip] Noah looked outside, staring aimlessly at the bright city lights outside his window while twirling his drink in his hands. His mind was deep in thought. And it was mostly about the fact that he had found his mate. He's been waiting for her to appear in his life ever since he reached adulthood. And now that she's here, he couldn't stop his urge to possess her. Claim her as his. When their eyes met for the first time, he immediately felt the pull between them. He wanted her the instant he laid his eyes on her and she was a new employee in his company. "Lara Louis…" Noah murmured her name and he couldn't help but think about her eyes. Her expressive auburn eyes that was hidden underneath her glasses. *** Discord: https://discord.gg/VmAWdAr Disclaimer on the cover photo! It is not mine, guys. All appreciation and recognition for the cover photo goes to the original creator. Peace!

Facing a marriage deadline, CEO Henry Wong impulsively weds Ellie Chen, a broke former professional race car driver dying of a wreak she had on the track. In return, her younger brother will receive a generous scholarship -- and Henry will have the enchanting Ellie as a wife, if only for a time. Then fate takes a hand, and Henry suddenly finds herself with a healthy, vibrant wife -- a siren he finds it hard to keep his eyes off of. Henry turned to the other woman who was standing in the room as he clutched Ellie close to his chest. "You have seen it yourself now Aunt Dorota, she is such an elegant lady, with a humble character, and her kind nature is something I will never find again. And you know, she has the strength to match my mother -- she used to be a well-known race car driver you know."  The hug around Ellie started to grow uncomfortable as she squirmed a little. She wanted to move away, but knew that would detract from all the work that had been put in upto this moment so she swiveled her head. Like a butterfly landing she put her head on his shoulder and looked at Dorota. "I'm so lucky to have you, my love."

His body slowly sank, his vision blurred as water filled his lungs. He couldn’t breathe. He was going to die. He squirmed around, flinging his arms up-and-down trying to get himself ashore. But all was for naught as this made him sink deeper and deeper into the cold dark waters. And then.. darkness came.

[WARNING!!! R-18 content] "you know what is more intresting?" the cruel man cocked his head as his lips curled in to a sinister smile,"watching your prey spend the rest of life looking over it's shoulder. fearing the next second maybe the last..." he grinned as he watched her squirm under his gaze, her doe like eyes brimming with frightened tears. his rough fingers dug into her jaw, "I may let you go now but the next time I see you it will be your last." his eyes hardened as he threatened her. ...... when Juliet wakes up after her failed boxing match, what has her fearing is not her injured leg but the eerie visions she began to see. she began to question her sanity because those memories are not hers but a woman named Juliet who is somehow connected to her. until she bumps into the villian from Juliet's past. the man wrapped in crisp suits with imperious green eyes that of a lethal snake and graceful steps that of a predator. a selfish man with a sinister smile who will not hesitate to use innocent pawns in his dangerous games with a laugh. a silent puppeteer in the shadows with the world in his palm, he was an evil entity that gods should have never created. and now with his dark eyes on his new toy, will juliet survive?

The bloodied and battered body fell to the ground with an ominous thud. Leona breath stuck in her throat as her slid further in the dark. He didn’t see her. She hoped the murderer didn’t see or hear her. “Tsk.” She heard the Demon Prince, Ryan click his tongue as his sword dripped the victim’s blood tainting the Phoenix Palace pristine floor. He was humming a foreign tune offhandedly. Her blood ran cold as he bent and grabbed the dead Marquis by his hair and threw him aside out of entryway. The deceased had committed a list of heinous crimes but not even the Imperial Army dared touch him. She was inside the closet and buried herself further in, getting away from the ajar door that displayed horrors. “Won’t you come out?” His casual indifferent comment after a bored sigh halted her. She cupped her mouth not to utter a single word as tears streamed down her face. She prayed he would leave without discovering her. But her brightest stars were hidden behind a cloudy sky today because she heard next the footsteps tearing the silence of the night. Her heart thumped together to join the rhythm as his humming went on. The wardrobe door opened with a dreadful creak and her breathing turned uneven. He smirked with wide amused eyes. “Is that a snoopy rat I see?” Leona shook her head as her body shook, “I-I didn’t see anything!” “Of course, you didn’t.” He whispered through his dimpled smile. He held her flailing wrist and pulled her out of the closet with a single pull that made her lose balance and fall on his chest. As she landed, she squirmed to get out of his arms but he pushed her on the now shut closet. “Please! Don’t kill me, please!” He tipped her head up with his index finger under her chin and hummed, “Duke’s Croft only daughter, motherless, prominent socialite, heir of the Penta mines.” He was listing off her life assets? “Please…” He scoffed as his bloodied gloved hand cupped her face, “Don’t be ridiculous, sweetheart. Why would I do that?” He kissed her sweaty temple “You are going to be a perfect lover.” . Leona Croft isn’t your normal girl; she was assassinated at the age of 21, a day before her wedding with the Second Prince, Sean. But God had mercy on her and she is reborn four years earlier. It took her dying to realize she regretted too many things, to list a few, her loveless engagement, her miserable status as her step-mother’s puppet in the family and whatever dragged her under her killer’s blade. This time she wants to do it right: find love, covet wealth and live a life of privileges. But wait! Why is the ruthless crazy Crown Prince forcing her in a corner to be his wife and accomplice in his life of crime after, just because she witnessed him committing a murder of the corrupt Marquis?! Is her life going to spiral out of control once more?! Or does the Crown Prince want more than her wicked brains?

Finding true love is not an easy thing. Especially when your parents ask you to go to marriage interviews. You worry constantly and need to take Daily vitamins to be able to help your weak body. This is what Amelia's life is like. She dreams of falling in love, maybe setting her eyes on someone and knowing that he was the one. Next in line to take over the Hospital Gabriel is stuck going to arranged meetings in his spare time but honestly what spare time does an eighteen-year old medical student really have? He dreams of the one that is always matching his scores and his eyes are drawn to her even if she doesn’t notice him. Will fate allow him to be with her or will his parents tie him down with someone else. How will their love story pan out? Will they be forced to marry someone that they do not care for or will their parents' cave and let them fall in love and live in bliss? A glimpse of the story ahead: Amelia walked through the field that was full of flowers smiling and was chasing a child that was no more than two years of age. The child was giggling. The child had stopped and picked a lily. He turned and ran back to Amelia. "Mama! Flower for you!" The little boy handed the flower over and smiled.  "My, what a good boy you are. Thank you for your gift." Amelia took the flower and placed it in her hair.  Gabriel walked over carrying a girl that was also two years old. "Mama!" The little girl started to squirm in Gabriel's arms trying to get to Amelia.  Gabriel laughs happily and lets the girl down then watches her run to Amelia. He walks over and kisses Amelia on the cheek. "I can not believe that we had two beautiful children. Your illness hasn't spiked back up has it, my angel?" Amelia smiled up at him sweetly. "No, not as of late." She rests her hand on her belly and smiles up at Gabriel. "But I do not think that our twins will mind having another sibling, What do you think my love?"  Gabriel's eyes light up. He picks her up and spins her around. "When did you find out and how did I not know about it??"  "Just yesterday. Kazuki is the one that diagnosed me. I never thought that I would be strong enough for this and yet here we are." Once her feet are on the ground she hugs Gabriel, rubs her stomach then bends down and hugs the two children on the ground. "Are you two ready to be a big brother and big sister?"  "Mama has a baby growing in her tummy?" The little girl looks up and tilts her head to the side.  Gabriel happily bent down and kissed both children on the head. "Don't worry. You will always be our babies too." 

Xia Che was a crayfish monster that cultivated to become a human, but from then on he was the epitome of unlucky. But because he was friends with a Koi fish, he was able to escape his predicament. One fine day the Koi fish disappeared and our silly little crayfish lost his luck. He was all alone for many years until an ugly snake landed on his lap. The snake turned out to have exponential luck. Xia che: “Let me pet you today as well little worm. I want to trip on a pot of gold.” He rubbed the coarse scales of the snake. Long Aotian: ‘How dare you try to pet this majestic dragon,’ he bit his offending hands and squirmed. Xia che: “Stop squirming little worm, I might cook you for dinner instead. I heard humans say that snakes are good for your liver.” Long Aotian: “You....You” The little ugly snake changed into a majestic dragon and pushed the crayfish down. He ate till his heart’s content. P.S- Cover art inspired by LinDu

The man's face was inches from him as he spat, "Even death is too good for filth" The pure hatred that he spoke with was un-wavering, strengthening his grip on the man now squirming in his hold. "I- I- didn't-" he could hardly choke out a word, his hands trying desperately to remove the ones dragging him further up the wall. He was like a restless animal caught in the claws of defeat. "Save your breath" he breathed down the man's face, eyes condescending. She'd seen enough. ~ Attention to detail is key, worlds are only separated by the imagination as they are brought together by the same force. Aloysia, an assassin, being the one who has to drive through life with a secret. One that keeps growing and attracts attention once it cannot be kept to the shadows. What is it? Why is it so dangerous? Only she knows, and only those on the opposing end of this secret could tell you... if they weren’t already dead. What lengths would she travel to save her world, her friends, herself... While that secret gave her something to be feared by, it was thought to slowly be killing her- a double edged blade. Will time remain on their side? Will the blurry future become clear? Or will it remain shrouded in the fog of pain that houses a lingering, eerie shadow from within?

CHAPTER UPDATE SCHEDULE: Every FRIDAY @ 22:00 P.M (Hawaii-Aleutian Standard Time) Ares (Pronunciation: eh·ruhs) * * * She's someone who can't feel anything. Love. Fear. Sorrow. Envy. Joy. Anxiety. Pain. Greed. Hate. It was all the things that made a person HUMAN. Yet, she can't seem to grasp the concept of these emotions that should have come easy to HUMANS. From birth, she was conceived in darkness and received no maternal love from her biological parents. The world never knew of her birth nor the pain she went through. They, her biological parents, made it so that she had never existed. She became "their" caged animal whose sole purpose in life was to serve as their main test subject. Their "little human guinea pig". Ares went through many experiments and, unluckily, survived. She went through the same hell for almost seven years and gained inhuman abilities. After being kept as a lab rat for most of her life, she finally saw a light at the end of the tunnel. A fire broke out, burning her biological parents and soon her. But she was saved despite feeling tired of living. That was the day her life started. A family took her in and made her feel things she never felt before. But even that didn't last long. Dark forces and governments from countries all over the world raced to attain her when they became aware of her existence. They sought to take her for their cause, willingly or by force. They discovered that she alone possesses a supernatural ability that people would kill to get their hands on. The ability to see a person's whole life - past, present, and future - up until they breathe their last breath. She called this ability [life].  However, they weren't her only problem. She later learned that humans weren't alone in the universe. A whole new world opened up to her and the mysteries of that new world became known to her when she used [life] on a group of strange people whom she met by coincidence. Or was it by fate? With the memories of their [life], she saw the impending war that will come about that was caused by humans and, without knowing, she was in the middle of it all. What will she do? What will happen if her existence becomes known to the world? Can she escape the cruel fate she'll face? Or will she fight and protect those she came to love?

Book Two of The Chronicles of Alsantia. As Oji squirms under Queen Suvani's thumb, Isola and her new friends from Earth flee the Alsantian armies advancing toward Ephremia. A tale of magic, parallel worlds, and talking animals that flips the script on The Chronicles of Narnia.

His breath at her neck, Violet quivered in delight as his hands roamed over her body. She gasped as he caressed her thighs. It was like an electric current rushed through her at the moment of impact on her skin. "Do you like how I make you feel Angel?" he whispered huskily. "No..." He grinned. Nothing pleased him more to see her flustered from his touch. Just the thought of her squirming beneath him... He groaned.

In the midst of the cold brewing night covered in layers of black cloud The wind could be heard rustling ceaselessly A figure standing on top of a mountain could be seen looking up in the starry sky But the surrounding is covered in a thin layer of fog which covers everything except his face He has the face of a young man filled with dreams and ambition which is not to handsome not to ugly but his eyes... A single eye can show the attitude of a person and a pair of eyes can show the emotion of one Pain, sorrow, grief, joy no matter how a person hide his emotions the eyes reveal everything. But the eyes of the young man is hollow almost as if he can't feel a slither of emotion at all if he wasn't breathing people would think he is a cicada with an empty shell! As the night flows deeper with time the wind flow gets stronger the black cloud starts to fade away revealing the slither of Moonlight that beam upon the mountain slowly revealing it as if unwrapping a gift. Through the thin layer of fog which was slowly fading away along with the cloud revealing the mountain that the young man was standing on. The most distinguishing part about the mountain is that it isn't made out of rocks or dirt instead it is a pile of corpse stacked on top of each other! The young mans clothes is covered in blood which is mostly dried up. On the front of his left hand he is holding a sword that is tucked in his sheath but on the back it is a tattoo. It is red in color with a design of a pentagon surrounded by a circle The tattoo almost looks like it is alive since it is squirming in his hand as if something is trying to escape from inside. Not everyone knows but this tattoo isn't a simple tattoo It is the very symbol that can control the souls of the dead, a key to the devils monastery, and an indication that one is the owner of thousands of dead souls! The Devils Symbol!

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Oneirataxia. PRONUNCIATION : one-er-tax-ea. MEANING : (Noun) The inability to distinguish between. fantasy and reality.