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Even Angels Cry Color

Transmuted : Love of an Evening

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.
Faria_Samira · 33.9K Views

Baby, don't cry

Leaving the room she went to Oliver study room and knock, after hearing an answer she pushed the door open and walked in after sitting down where she sat before she took a book and pen and wanted to write her complains and ask to borrow his pyjamas Yes! it's correct she wants to borrow her fiancé pjyamas The one she just met today The day her parents died She's vexing for pjyamas But before she can start writing Oliver spoke ''It's good your here what we arranged on before can't work the old man disagreed and said that we have get married this month, that should be enough time to mourn'' Ella is left speechless What the FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! She already has a problem with the way they arrange clothes for her now she has a problem with the way they want to arrange her relationship What has she done to the people in these house No! No! She has to fix these ''What if i don't agree to the arrangement'' Ella wrote Oliver looked at her like a fool ''Do you have a choice'' Ella is speechless, ok he is getting back at her for what she did to him It's cool It's cool Oliver watched her frustrated look and he must say the girl looks cute even when she looks like she wants to murder someone but he touched his face he is starting to doubt his charm infront of her Why doesn't she want to marry him If she does she can have a lot of money that she can't even finish spending even after living 5 lives, a status that will make no one dare to bully her, she can look down on everyone and he can help her save the williams empire before those shareholder take it away from her family and it's not like he is ugly Listing all these how would she not want to marry him He came back to the present when he felt a cold gaze on him, turning to see Ella looking at him with a murderous eyes he raised his eyebrow not at all pressured by the pressure she is giving ''Tomorrow we will be staying with the family only in the morning and then go to my penthouse in the afternoon so if you can convince the old man before we leave then we will go with your original arrangement, now go and think of how to convince him cuz his mind is dead set on us marrying and pointers it's the old man that made sure i bring you home ''
Favvy_loves · 25.9K Views

Gods Don't Cry

Alexander Frederick, a normal highschool guy trying to work with life. and after a painful twist he lost his closest friend to a secret organisation called "Selflaw" he lost control completely and wiped out the entire "selflaw", an antimilitary organisation feared even by the mighty captains of the four main military branches: the eastern branch "fang regiment" the western branch "falcon regiment", the northern branch "Beast regiment" which is the most feared their captain is said to possess unrivaled physical strength and and he's also feared because of his beastly ways in the battlefield. and finally the southern branch: fox regiment known for their tactical ways of attaining victory. all that doesn't matter to him as he's uninterested in power struggles, he's born with an unusual strength and can beat a captain if he gets serious. the worst part is when he got blamed for his companion's murder, which increased his ruthless slaughtering of the "selflaw" organisation, and it's allies. after a satisfying vergence he acknowledged her love Even though it's late he ended his life wishing things had went differently... Surprisingly Waking up to total darkness without a body before trying to make sense of anything, A voice resounded in total nothingness, for a second he thought it was a judgement passed by God but it was far too deep to belong to a holy being like God. after what felt like eternity he saw light again and found himself in an unfamiliar environment. "What's going on?, I feel so fussy" he said rubbing his forehead in confusion.
John_Stanley9T · 642 Views

The Color of Shadows

The world of Abberith thrives on wonder and magic, where the age of Aura Magic has propelled humanity into an era of unimaginable progress. Aura is the latent potential within most humans, enabling them to channel their will into casting spells or creating magical technology that powers an industrial revolution like no other. Each person’s Aura glows with a unique color, reflecting their abilities on the spectrum of power. But a world that shines this bright is bound to have its shadows. The nation of Gina, a rising magical superpower, teeters on the brink of war, seeking to expand its borders to fuel its ravenous hunger for resources and maintain its Aura-driven empire. Gina is ruled by the Harrow Sect, a collection of elite Aura Knights whose mastery of magic and combat has solidified their cruel dominion. Every year, children who come of age are offered a chance to partake in The Trial, a grueling test that determines whether they can join one of the great knight sects within Gina, granting them the training and prestige needed to rise in a society where power defines freedom. But not everyone is so fortunate. Some cannot grow their Aura, and a few- like Joker- are born with none at all. Those born without Aura are branded as a Harlequin and cast to the lowest rung of society. Joker survives in the shadows of Sing, a city built around the Harrow Sect- and a place subject to the majority of their tyranny. Here Harlequins are slaves, tools, and scapegoats, robbed of opportunity and humanity in a world that values strength above all else- acknowledged only to be the playthings of knights. Yet beneath the city’s glittering spires and oppressive streets, the embers of rebellion begin to smolder. The Harlequins are reaching their breaking point, and the whispers of the hidden Revolution Cult grow louder. When a chance encounter pulls Joker into their secret world, he discovers a shocking truth: his parents, who he never knew, were leaders in the rebellion—martyrs who gave everything to ignite a spark of hope amongst the Harlequin. Now, as the Harrow Sect tightens its grip on Gina and rebellion rises from the shadows, Joker must decide where he stands. Will he remain a pawn in a system designed to break him, or rise as a symbol of defiance? In a world where power is taken, not given, Joker’s path will blur the lines between survival and revolution as he faces the legacy of his parents and the potential buried deep within himself.
Jeweled_Rose · 1.1K Views
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