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Eden's Bad Apples

The Hollowing came like a thief in the dead of the night - silent, merciless, and absolute. It was an event that permanently scarred humanity’s history, stealing along all of the possibility, wonder and hope that this world once had - for it was the year that the spark of wonder had been wretched from existence, the year that magic had died. But many soon came to realise that the Hollowing was not the end but the beginning. Cracks opened around the world, bringing about the descent of the Dark fog, and along with it, a dread unbound by mortal thought which devoured the weak and hunted those who still clung too closely to the memory of magic. Year 3999. 1800 years after the Hollowing, humanity has been pushed to live inside the walls of Domes: monolithic walls, encasing gargantuan swaths of land protected by an ancient being from the era of magic, the Acacia. Yet, the peace that it brought was like a festering wound, throbbing with unresolved mysteries and bringing about feelings of hatred and fear, of that day 1800 years ago when one decided to break an oath. As tensions beneath the surface simmer and an unknown group threatens to sink humanity down once and for all, a meeting that would change the fate of a young boy - one that had the potential to shake both sides, one that would bring about change to the whole continent of Paradoxia - was about to take place. The meeting of disciple and master. It was at that moment that the goddess of fate began to spin her wheel to weave tales for this forgotten world once more.
GrimApple · 3.9K Views

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So, I woke up on the day I was supposed to be executed. You know, normal Tuesday stuff. My head was chilling on a wooden platform, and there was this tiny blade dangling right above my neck. Cute, right? Just waiting to slice through and end my fantastic life. Naturally, I thought, "How do I get out of this mess?" And what genius idea came to mind? Pregnancy! Yep, I faked a pregnancy. And not just any pregnancy — I told the Emperor, the very psycho who ordered my execution, that I was carrying his child. Spoiler alert: I was definitely not. But hey, it worked! I kept my head attached to my body. However, when the universe is determined to mess with you, even a fake baby bump can't save you forever. I kept up the act for a whole month before finally running away. Ah, freedom! No more psycho Emperor, no more looming execution, just me, living my best fake-pregnancy-free life, laughing like I was finally out of a bad soap opera. Or so I thought. Because of course, luck had to have the last laugh. Somehow, I ended up being the mother of the male lead. You heard that right. The male lead. In this ridiculous story, I’m not even his real mother, but here I am, stuck inside the palace with a literal murderer, aka the Emperor, who — plot twist! — killed the male lead’s actual mom and turned her into a freaking energy crystal. And now, I'm supposed to save the day. Me, the villainess who's not even supposed to be here. How? No clue. But one thing’s for sure, luck and I need to have a serious talk. Screw you, luck!
K1ERA · 4.9K Views

Briefe an Romeo.

[Reifer Inhalt, keine Vergewaltigung] Alles, was es brauchte, war, eine Regel zu brechen, die sie nicht hätte tun sollen. Er war der böse Junge mit den Tattoos. Sie war das brave Mädchen mit der Brille, und sie gehörte ihm. - Als Julianne Winters beschließt, in das Studentenwohnheim der renommierten Universität zu ziehen, hat sie alles geplant, um ihren Abschluss zu machen und den Ort zu verlassen. Doch ihr Plan gerät schnell ins Wanken, als der Blick von Roman Moltenore aus der Abschlussklasse auf ihr landet. Und seine Erscheinung schreit nichts anderes als TROUBLE. "Welche Regeln?" fragte Julianne stirnrunzelnd, als sie die Seite durchlas. Sie war sich sicher, dass sie auf der Website keine Regeln für den Campus gefunden hatte. # 4. Keine Handys benutzen. # 12. Studenten sollten sich nach elf Uhr nachts nicht mehr außerhalb des Campus aufhalten. Je weiter sie las, desto bizarrer wurde es. Ihre Freundin blätterte um und zeigte dann auf die letzte Regel Nr. 29. Höre auf Roman Moltenore. "Das ist erfunden. Schau, die letzte ist sogar mit Bleistift geschrieben." Julianne konnte nicht glauben, dass ihre Freundin aus dem Nachbarschlafsaal dachte, sie würde darauf hereinfallen. "Und kein Telefon?" "Es ist wichtig, dass du dich an alle Regeln hältst. Vor allem Nummer neunundzwanzig", sagte das Mädchen in einem ernsten Ton. "Denk daran, dich nicht mit Roman einzulassen. Solltest du ihn zufällig sehen, laufe in die andere Richtung. Es gibt einen Grund, warum das hier aufgeschrieben ist." Angesichts der Regeln auf dem Campus greift sie darauf zurück, ihrem Onkel handgeschriebene Briefe zu schicken. Aber wer hätte gedacht, dass sie in den Händen eines anderen landen würden!
ash_knight17 · 46.8K Views

Cheating is Not That Bad

[A Forbidden Romance] "Why are you doing this to me? What do you want?" I screamed in frustration. "You," He breathes out. "You know very well that we don't have a future." "I will take whatever time I could have with you — no matter the consequences." "It's wrong. I am married and you are —" "Are you?" Naisha Kaur became Naisha Rivera when she was just nineteen years old. Despite being an arranged marriage, she thought it would be a fairytale: a sweet, charming young guy, a great sophisticated rich family. She thought a perfect life awaited her. But her illusion broke the very day of the wedding when this perfect guy and his family started to show their colours. But she was adamant, she believed she could win them over if she loved them enough. So she gave her everything, only to be used, insulted, disrespected and broken by her new family and her husband. Naisha didn't know exactly when she gave up on a happy life but she became numb to everything. She just wanted to survive. . . until a new man entered her family and made her realize life was something to be lived not just survived. Emery Tsui was a businessman in his late thirties, who couldn't care less about anything other than his work. Love had left a bitter taste in his mouth since he was a kid. He had watched his mother going crazy for love and respect from her father, only to be rejected repeatedly because her mother was nothing more than his father's mistress. When he was born, he was also rejected along with his mother for being an illegitimate child. He watched his mother die craving love and acceptance, only to get cruelty and pain. For Emery, the image and feeling of love were forever tainted. He knew the demons in his head would never let him love someone . . . but when he saw Naisha, her life made his blood boil and he knew he couldn't ignore her. He knew he shouldn't care for her like that not only because she was more than 13 years younger than him but also because he was her husband's uncle.
Mystical_Snowflake · 453 Views
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