Octave Bagmore

"Please stop!" A child's voice rang out. "Do not tell me what to do, you bastard!" A woman's voice screamed out in anger. "P-Please m-mom." The child begged in a trembling voice as he cowered further into himself with his back against the falling apart cabinet in the rusty kitchen. "DO.NOT.TELL.ME.WHAT.TO.DO!" The woman screamed in anger, her voice tenfold higher in octave as the boy before her flinched violently and enters a world of panic attack. "Do not tell me what to do, Rose." The woman mumbled to herself like a mad woman as she searched around for something, not minding her son who was in a panic attack state. "Why is it empty?" She mumbled, picking up an empty beer bottle. Receiving no reply from her son, she grew livid. " I asked, WHY IS THIS EMPTY?!" She screamed out and held the bottle in a vice grip, then smashed it angrily on her son's head. Little Ross who was still in his state of panic could only hear loud ringing sound and a thick red liquid gliding down his face before all he was was black.

## MATURE CONTENT! ## It's not some regular mafia story you will read. The plot is little different from others. Two almost lost soul will find love in each other through war, hatred, betrayal, bullying and many more while saving themselves and their close ones from enemies. On a fine morning, Charlie Zaffino, the most popular kid of his university, got interested in a weird nerd girl. A boy was bullying that nerd. But what got Charlies attention was the nerds calmness even in that bullying situation. The girl was not like random nerds who are afraid. There was something in her aura that was attracting Charlie. Of course he didn't save the girl because he himself is a bully too. " You are not what you are showing little nerdy. Now you have got my attention. I'll find what are you hiding behind that calmness," Charlie thought. " Only Undocile can save our heirs." " But why will Venom help us? We are not in aligns." " We have to beg for help to the Emperor or Venom otherwise our heirs will be killed." "Venom, I beg you. Please leave me this time. I'll obey your every word in future. Don't kill me." Venom started laughing sarcastically. Then said in a octave lower voice, " Once a betrayer is always a betrayer dear. There is no place for a betrayer in UNDOCILE." saying that she shot the man standing in front of her.

*Dark Mafia Romance* Pregnant. "I.." she blinked at the words that were blinding her. "I.." "I? I? What, Evelyn?" Salvatore spat, making her flinch. "What is it that you want to say, say it loud and fucking clear!" She jumped on the spot and closed her eyes in fear. "I.." "What?!" His scream was powerful enough that Evelyn jumped on the spot and started to cry. Why was this happening to her? Why were these papers in front of her? "I don't know," she screamed back with rivers of tears flowing down her face. "I don't know what happened. I don't know what's happening!" Salvatore chuckled darkly and shook his head as he barked out at her, "You don't know what's going on? Fine, I will tell you what's going on. You are three months pregnant with the child of a man that you spent one night with." His voice lowered several octaves and deepened. He was controlling himself. The reality made her close her eyes and lower her head. The product of a one night stand was inside her womb. This reason alone was enough for her father to discard her had he been alive and he was her father but Salvatore was her husband. She opened her eyes and looked at him again. What was he going to do? **** Salvatore had never let the information out. No one knew that he had the same darkness inside him that his father carried in his veins. He had buried it successfully until she came along. Evelyn. ~Not for faint hearted.~

Ang Octave academy ay isa pinakakilalang iskwelahan,  With its high quality facility and unique rules and regulations, prodigies and intellectuals gather here for every student who graduated here guarantees the best future for students...              Ang Octaves, ito ang nagsisilbing grupo ng mga students dito, 1st Octave,considered as the highest section.. dito napapaloob ang mga pinakamatatalino't athletic na mga istudyante, sa 2nd Octave ang mga matatalino lamang ngunit naglalack sa physical ability, sa 3rd Octave ang mga athletes who lacks to brain to be a member  of the 1st Octave, the 4th Octave contains the students who are talented in studies of music and dance, while the 5th Octave have the students who are merely surviving the standards of the academy, the 6th Octave contains the lawbreakers or rebels, those who doesn't lack the brain nor physical capability but broke a lot rule in the academy, and last but not the least the 7th Octave, nobody knows what happens in this group, but it is known that only a few is chosen to attend this class...              Wanna know? Join in, I welcome you dear harps. Enjoy❤️

Do you ever ask yourself 'what earth will be like to in the 30.000 years old' Which state the world after the 30.000 years, will the human taking all land and the forest be scare? Will be ice on Antarctica melt away? or really advanced technology dominate every corner of the world? A human who didn't know what was going on being sent to the world in the year after 30.000 because of the rift on the spatial dimension suddenly appear in front of him. He just wants to buy something on the supermarket couldn't make a sense of what is happening right now. The wind caressed his cheek, the sound of the bird and the fall leaf of the tree, the light of the sun was brightly enveloped and the trees were thick like the heaven for the earth. '... Where am I?' That the only thing that occupies his though.

A boy walks, a boy runs. A boy living in a life reminiscent of the slums. A heart who's pace flows freely. A mind that drives thoroughly into the night sky of dreams. A piano plays the life I live, a melodic pace of life then death. Leaving my soul, playing the last of the ivory and octave that echoes.

"And stop freaking manhandling me everytime. You've no right to touch me." I pushed him with all my force and he stumbled back a few steps. He stood there looking down at his shoes with an evil smirk. Knowing his reactions so very well over the years, I should've been ready for what was coming next. "A bully, you say?" Rishabh pinned me down with his raspy voice, dangerously lowered down an octave. I was truly a wimp to shudder at that but I did do it internally, not showing it outright. There was just something about the gaze that had always intimidated me. But I would bury myself before exposing a tad of that effect in front of him. "If I am a bully, then what does that make you, Sanvi?" I gulped in fear and immediately shut my eyes as he pulled my face extremely close to his, such that the tips of noses brushed against each other. "An extremely peculiar masochist who liked kissing her bully?" My eyes shot open. ************* When all that mattered to Sanvi Dixit,-the competitive nerd of St. Louis- is to pass high school with glorious results without getting noticed amidst the school population like all the previous twelve years that she has successfully managed to keep herself cocooned,- Rishabh Singh Rathore, the popular all-rounder brat just won't let her have her way. What will happen when they have to lose their individual first kisses to each other by accident when they can't even stand each other's presence? Sparks will fly; hearts will break; jealousy will sprout; pasts will unravel. And you never know when LOVE knocks the door!

The most powerful kingdom after the fall of Probiterra Empire has now been driven to the edge. After losing economic advantages due to the waging war among the four kingdoms of Kleotera, King Stefan has finally resolved to his only solution- bring the Sainthood knights under his command. Impossible as it may seem, but the king had devised the perfect plan- Lure the Captain of the Saintsheild to his land, alter his mind with their most powerful aphrodisiac and order an arranged marriage between his child and the Knight. When Johan Antonov sets foot on his land, his cursed child will now bear consequences regardless whether it meant her death or success... But, what happens when his marionette child was actually in love with the Knight? This is a fantasy world of romance and adventure into the world of monsters and mythical creatures. A love story between a former mercenary that became a Knight and the king's cursed child, the 7th Princess of Ibreotha. *** "I know the Sir's name... " She said, trying to ignore what was down below him that was clearly exposed as his legs spread touching her outer thighs in the process. After stating her answer, she looked away to her side, feeling the blood rush to her face. "Yeah?" His face brightened in excitement, she could see it from the corner of her eyes. His voice raised an octave as he chuckled in secrecy, folding his hands to cover the curved smile on his face. Was it due to the water being quite warm or was his face blushing from her answer? "Then, what's my name, your Majesty?" Her brows rose from the formal address as if the man unknowingly tried to trigger her. She licks her lips, trying to compose herself as she tries to prevent sounding too nervous. "Call me Elena and I will call you Johan."

Twin Alpha males are mated with the same woman. They are both powerful alphas and leaders of their pack. One Alpha was strong enough for the pack, but with two Alphas? The pack is deemed untouchable. Anisha has no knowledge of the supernatural world and she is caught in the middle of two possessive twin brothers, each vying for her affection. Confused, she lets them. And the more she explores the world unknown to her, the more she feels in love with its beauty, but most especially the beauty of the twins who are as sexy as their sweet asses can be. Who would have thought that wolves are sexy and lustful beings? As the story unfolds, she is introduced to a world of werewolves. A world where fear, the mystery of her life, secrets, desire, and lust, are daily occurrences. She begins to uncover the dark secrets of their pack, including her life's secret and a long-standing feud with a neighboring clan, and a looming threat from a dangerous enemy. *** "No, mate. You're not getting away with it so easily. You knew it was dangerous. Am I right, brother?" Kallum asked Kazimir with a smirk on his face. I glanced at Kazimir, his eyes grew increasingly intense, and his lips tightened into a thin line. He ran his forefinger over his chin, seemingly contemplating my punishment. "I didn't think it was dangerous because I trained with Riahbel," I interjected, attempting to sound innocent. However, guilt weighed heavily on my conscience. Kazimir stepped closer to the bed, "We both know that it was not true." slowly unbuckling his belt, his voice dropped into a sexy octave. My thighs tightened and my heart began to heave in anticipation. I swallowed thickly. Kallum unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, eyes never leaving me. I saw the hibiscus flower tattoo that was curling up on the right side of his chest licking its way up to the back of his neck. "Take everything off," Kazimir commanded.

"Let's play a game mon petite tigre" he rasped from behind me close to my ear breath tickling my earlobe sending a shiver down my spine. "What game?" I breathed my voice barely a whisper. I couldn't see his face but I knew his face had morphed into that panty dropping smirk that makes me want to punch him in the face but also makes me swoon. Wrapping his thick arms around my waist to make sure I don't run off maybe "it's called find the secret, whoever their secret is discovered first loses and gets to owe the other a favor " . "What makes you think I have secrets am an open book" I replied. He turned me around to come face to face with him causing me to tip my chin up to meet his eyes " I have met a lot of people in life kitten and I know a mystery when I see one" he replied dropping the baritone of his voice an octave at the ending, his tone of voice the kind that would make you say yes to anything just to hear him continue to speak. "What kind of favour " I ask still very much aware of his arm still wrapped around me "anything " he said coolly, that eight letter word made my stomach flutter and my heart try to bounce out of my chest with how hard it was beating "and besides mon petite tigre if you have nothing to hide you have nothing to lose or are you scared " he, purred shaking my head and steeling my resolve I replied "sure why not" I whispered my lips dangerously close to his and immediately the door banged shut behind me like the hitting of the hammer by the judge indicating the verbal contract we had made. The shutting door indicated that someone had seen us like this, and from afar it looked like two lovers meeting in secret which would not help the rumors circulating at all ,but I couldn't bring myself to care because I feel like I just made a deal with the devil. What have I done ? , I stared up at him with wide eyes unable to hide my fear at the realization of what had happened, but the mischievous glint in his eyes is that of one with an accomplished mission and that's all it took for my blood to run cold... **** Ashira del a rosa had always laid low not letting people see too much into her life but giving them enough to avoid questions and circulation of unnecessary rumors , then came Damian Kingston a man running from his past with an unspoken air of mystery around him.   When Damian meets Ashira a misunderstanding creates an unwarranted rivalry between them , Now in a game of  spot the secret both of them get entangled in what would be deemed an ugly fate.

Lady Maybelle had seen many weird things in her life. Some occurred around her and others happened to her. But this was by far the absurd thing that she ever appeared upon. She didn't know whether to yell for help or kick the soul out of the undressed man on her bed.  She quickly wanted to throw up. There on her bed laid a man on her bed. His hair was dark as the night and his bosom looking back at her. His bareback had a strong physique. He had a strong built and lean body. He was lightly tanned. This made lady Maybelle blush to the top. She couldn't stand looking so vividly at a man who she wasn't even married to. She felt like she had violated someone but this man had violated more than she had so far.  She couldn't stand looking anymore and quickly shook him until he woke up. She felt that this was the safest way to do it. She was surprised when the clothless person had quickly woken up, His eyes were bright and eager. They were the shade of blue icy blades. They strangely reminded her of someone.  "Maybelle!" The man said almost purringly. Maybelle was still vividly confused and even more so because this random person knew her name. "Do I know you?" Maybelle asked cluelessly. She tried so hard to not look down anywhere but his face. "Actually, do you happen to own some clothes before you continue speaking?" The lady said with such stern vigor.  "Uhm, actually, I don't own any." The person said with a nervous smile.  "Really?" Maybelle says in astonishment. "And you dare enter my room with nothing but your little dignity?" Maybelle was certainly angered and frustrated by this man who was probably well off crazy. "That's not the point here. But I'll cover up if I have to for you." He purred. He found the blanket that Maybelle had covered herself with and wrapped himself like a ball. Maybelle didn't think anything of it and the person on her bed continued to speak. "The truth is I wanted to let you know to not see Lord Ackes anymore!"  Maybelle was confused. "Are you kidding me? You think I'll trust you, who I don't know, to Lord Ackes who I do know more than you?" Lady Maybelle's voice rose a few octave notes at the end of her sentence. Maybelle noticed the man who was just eager had his back lowered down and his eyes looking like a sadden look of realization.  Maybelle looked at him and quickly felt bad for hurting his feelings.  "Agh, uh.. I'm sorry for yelling." She quickly retreated to her normal voice.  Suddenly, The unknown person reached out and touched her cheek. His hand felt warm to the touch and almost firey. He gently and slowly moved his hand down to her chin and lifted it to face her. "Don't feel sorry. I should've known that you wouldn't know who I was." The person gave a huge sigh. "It may be hard for you to believe but I am Blaes. Your cat." Maybelle's eyes grew two times the normal size they were. "You're what?" She didn't know whether to laugh or be serious. "But- But, that's impossible!"