Mikasa Scarf

Qin Guan, an elite attorney basking in professional glory, crafts the perfect facade of a devoted husband and doting father. Yet behind the mahogany doors of his law firm, he succumbs to a dangerous liaison with his young assistant. What begins as a clandestine tryst spirals into catastrophe when a passion-fueled game leaves his lover lifeless, her last breath strangled by the silk scarf he'd once gifted her.  As he erases every trace of the crime, Qin discovers that true disappearance is an illusion. Cryptic blackmail notes materialize in locked briefcases. Surveillance footage from the murder night resurfaces with impossible edits. The ghost of his victim seems to whisper through his daughter's nursery monitor, reciting fragments of laws he himself weaponized in court.  Now trapped in a labyrinth of his own lies, Qin must confront the rotting skeletons he'd buried decades ago—the orphanage fire ruled an accident, the rival attorney's mysterious plunge, the wife who perhaps never believed his charade. Someone is meticulously reconstructing his sins, thread by thread, turning his legal genius against him. But in this game of shadows, the most terrifying question remains: Is the puppeteer orchestrating his downfall a vengeful stranger... or the reflection staring back from his gilded office mirror?

From the Dead Oceans, Kumamoto Setsune reawakens after thirty hundred years. Without a home, with who knows how much time left, and with her life the target of many an Aeternum, Disaster Beast, and more, she travels towards her old home. In the Great City of Rem, she seeks to find something for herself.

“This world didn’t kill me. But it stole everything.” Rio was just an ordinary office worker in Tokyo—a 24-year-old man living in a world slowly drowning in fear. Three years ago, a blinding white light erased the only person he ever loved: his mother, a victim of a mysterious phenomenon known as the Sleeping Blank Syndrome. Since then, thousands have fallen into unexplained comas. And one terrifying truth has come to light: > “If they don’t wake up within five years… they never will.” Time is running out. Rio has only two years left. But one night, with no warning and no sign, the same light returns. And this time, he vanishes. When he opens his eyes, Rio is no longer human. He awakens in the body of a frog—in a strange world of magic, monsters, and the ruins of a burnt-down clan. With the blue scarf still wrapped around his neck, the only remnant of his past, Rio makes a vow: > He will find his mother. He will return. He will fight this world if he has to. But this is no world for a frog. And time... ...keeps ticking. ---

At Tokyo Metropolitan University, where cherry blossoms fall like unspoken words, Nakamura Kenji moves through life with quiet precision and invisible armor. Brilliant, distant, and utterly alone, he believes silence is survival—until one fight behind a lecture hall cracks that silence open. As rumors swirl and unwanted attention grows, Kenji finds himself drawn into a quiet orbit with two unlikely figures: Tanaka Hiroshi, a popular but grounded classmate who sees more than he lets on, and Sae Takahashi, a sharp-eyed literature major whose red scarf hides her own bruised history. But connection is dangerous for someone who’s spent years building walls instead of bridges. And kindness, once dismissed as a trap, begins to feel alarmingly real. A slow-burn character drama about emotional scars, unexpected friendship, and what happens when three lonely people stop walking past each other—and finally start to see.

Have you ever wondered what would happen if the pinnacle of a Xianxia Cultivation Story appears in the middle of a post-apocalyptic system and tower climbing setting, without having lost her powers, unrestrained, and invincible? Bing Xue spent eleven thousand years in the world of Murim, ascending to become the pinnacle after countless hardships, blood, and tears, and sacrificing her own humanity in the process. However, she was incapable of ascending into the Immemorial Primordial Void Realm; incapable of escaping the Heavenly Will's influence, she gambled it all on a single decision, escaping into the Outer Cosmos with her last remaining energies. Despite thinking her long journey was coming to an end, a black hole teleports her back to Earth out of nowhere! However, things on her home planet are much different than before. The Tower now exists, connecting Earth with countless other worlds. Monsters come out of Dimensional Gates, threatening humanity, and awakened people named Players climb the Tower in hopes of saving humanity from destruction. After learning that her mother and her sister are still alive, Bing Xue will use the overwhelming and supreme might she has cultivated for eleven thousand years to destroy the tower, slay the gods that govern it, and save Earth from its untimely demise. The System? She will fold it and make a fashionable scarf with it! The Administrators? They might become her new pets. The Monsters? Nothing but ants that die immediately by merely touching her Immortal Aura. The Hunters? If they behave, she might make them her disciples and teach them to cultivate the Heavenly Dao, so they don’t rely too much on the System. The Hostile Players? Just flies she’ll slap to death with a gentle wave of her hands. And the Gods? Merely aperitives for her ever-growing Divinity! During its serialization, this novel will be available for free forever, no premium. However, you can read advanced chapters here: https://www.patreon.com/pancakeswitch Copyright 2023 PancakesWitch. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of brief quotations in a review. This novel is also being posted on Scribblehub and Royal Road. If you see it anywhere else, please let me know. Thank you.

Fukushū no Kage It is a novel that follows the story of Haruto Akiyama, a young man who, after moving to a new city, finds friendship, love, and moments of happiness during his time at Shiroi Academy. With the help of his four friends—Renji, Mikasa, Yuta, and Emi—Haruto experiences unforgettable moments, facing school challenges and creating valuable memories while discovering the true meaning of friendship and hope. Publicaré esta historia en RoyalRoad.com también ..

"Ashen Wrath: Rise of Raizen" GENRES: Shonen, Seinen, Supernatural, Action, Dark Fantasy, Tragedy --- SETTING: A modern dystopian world, split into nine continents, each ruled by a Wrath God—members of the tyrannical World 9. Their rule is brutal, enforcing control through fear, hatred, and destruction. These “gods” are the strongest Wrath Essence users alive and rule with an iron fist, eradicating any threat to their power. Beneath the surface, whispers echo of a prophesied being who will one day rise with enough Wrath Essence to bring ruin to the World 9—the Ashen Wrath. --- PROTAGONIST: Raizen Age: 24 Appearance: Feminine and androgynous femboy with long silver hair, glowing wrath tattoos, and a monk’s tattered robes. Personality: Formerly calm, patient, and loving; now tormented, cold, and focused, yet still hides flickers of the father he once was. Backstory: A once-loving adoptive father and monk betrayed by Kyros, his childhood friend and the leader of the World 9. Branded as the prophesied Ashen Wrath, his family was slaughtered for harboring him. Left to die, Raizen awakened his Wrath Essence, a raw power born of betrayal, love, and loss. Goal: To burn down the World 9, become the Ashen Wrath, and exact judgment on the gods who ruined the world. Abilities: Ashen Howl: Emits a devastating roar fueled by pure Wrath Essence. Infernal Lotus: A high-speed, brutal martial art powered by wrath and chakra-like focus. Memory Split: A meditative combat style that lets him momentarily foresee an enemy’s movements. Wrath Incarnate: Berserk form that risks erasing his remaining humanity. --- DEUTERAGONIST: Sora Personality: Flirtatious, calm, hilarious, and goofy, but a deadly fighter when needed. Fighting Style: Pure leg-based martial arts imbued with Hate Essence; his kicks bend air pressure and space. Abilities: Hollow Spiral Kick: Creates a black vortex that erases matter. Zero Field Flip: Mid-air teleportation using rage-powered leg force. Role: Raizen’s opposite and best friend—he reminds Raizen of humanity, laughter, and love. --- MASTER: Kuro Aizashi Role: The mentor of the team, exiled after trying to rebel against the World 9. Power: Essence Cancellation—can nullify any transformation, technique, or essence-based move by looking directly at the target. Weapon: A multi-seal scarf laced with wrath-nullifying ink. Personality: Dry, observant, but deeply protective. --- VILLAIN: Lord Kyros Role: Leader of the World 9, Raizen’s former best friend. Appearance: Elegant, armored, with a single cracked mask over his left eye. Personality: Manipulative, philosophical, and cruelly elegant. Believes the world needs to be ruled through absolute hatred to survive. Power: Godflame Wrath: A black fire technique that devours even other wrath essences. Mirror Dominion: Can rewrite memories and twist reality within a set radius. Eye of Genesis: Can predict fate and “burn” the future he doesn't like. --- LOVE INTERESTS: Seraphina Role: Raizen’s love interest, stoic warrior and last surviving Valkyrie. Abilities: Uses divine blades forged from hatred and protection. Personality: Cold, intelligent, with moments of fierce tenderness. Secretly loves Raizen back. Raizen’s Feelings: Deep love hidden behind indifference. Dr. Reina Role: Sora’s love interest and the team’s doctor. Abilities: Can weaponize hate as blood manipulation. Uses chakra threads and pressure bursts. Personality: Blunt, sharp-tongued, and has a soft spot for Sora’s ridiculous flirting. --- ALLY: Silverdeath Role: Evolved Deathbringer demon who joins the party for a constant supply of chocolate. Personality: Sadistic, funny, refined, and unpredictable. powers: Oblivion Grin: Turns anything he smiles at into ash. Masochistic Surge: Grows stronger the more pain he feels. Motivation: Claims he’s just "bored," but hints he knows the truth of the prophecy

Fukushū no Kage Es una novela que sigue la historia de Haruto Akiyama, un joven que, tras mudarse a una nueva ciudad, encuentra amistad, amor y momentos de felicidad en su tiempo en la Academia Shiroi. Con la ayuda de sus cuatro amigos: Renji, Mikasa, Yuta y Emi, Haruto vive experiencias inolvidables, enfrentando desafíos escolares y creando recuerdos valiosos mientras descubre el verdadero significado de la amistad y la esperanza. Publicaré esta historia en RoyalRoad.com también ..

The Legend of the Seven Fates… There once was an ancient library filled with all the knowledge in the world. The keepers of that library were the fates.       The fates were named Regalia, Clara, Melodie, Amara, Mia, Desirae, and Gailia. The fates were tasked with knitting scarves for the destiny of all mortals with plain material like wool, cotton, and yarn. One day the fates get an anonymous gift and the youngest fate, Gailia opens it.       Since Gailia is a fabled fate, fearless and immortal, she pulls on the string of the glowing box without caring to read the letter that was sent along with it. Gailia sees a glittering purple silk laying in the box and quickly stops knitting her boring destinies to make her new masterpiece.       As Gailia knits her new scarf Desirae, the sixth fate, takes note and decides she wants a masterpiece too. So Desirae stops knitting her plain cotton destiny and chooses a sparkling sapphire silk instead.      Mia, the fifth fate, walks by while knitting her almost finished yarn scarf and is drawn to a fiery looking carnelian. Mia sits down next to her two sisters and starts to finish this nearly finished scarf with the new and energetic carnelian.      But the fourth fate, Amara, is tired of not getting enough attention as the middle most fate. So Amara plans to knit her next mortal destiny as well as she can manage with a strong deep black diamond silk.       Melodie, the third fate, gasps at her sister’s neglect in knitting mortal destinies and grabs a deep emerald silk to show her older sisters. But the power in the silk overwhelms her and she instead collapses on the ground. Not knowing what else to do she skillfully knits a complex and delicate pattern into her newly acquired powerful jade silk.      Clara, the sixth fate, walks by and notices her sisters knitting something beautiful with a strange new material. Clara knows she’s never seen anything like these materials so she shouts for her eldest sister. Regalia, the oldest, knows what has happened and instantly goes over towards her younger siblings.       Regalia hopes that she can make it in time to stop Clara from falling into this trap as well. But as Regalia bursts into the library her skin turns pale. All of her younger siblings are knitting part of their lives into mortal destinies.  Even Clara is standing a few feet in front of Regalia knitting a destiny out of shining gold and silver. Regalia nods because her sisters have already chosen their paths.      Regalia wakes her sisters and picks up a dull and colorless grey silk that pulses with raw potential. The sisters know their mistake and follow Regalia as they knit a prophecy over top of the silks.       The seven fates knit a faith-filled prophecy out of the stable earthly silk and connect this to a place they call The Tower of Destiny. They write down that one day the chosen will unseal the library of knowledge at the top of The Tower.      They can only hope that whoever does this will be kind enough to revive them so that they can continue knitting mortals in order to save the world. Though as the sisters take their last breath before slumber that can’t help but have faith.

A small coastal town in Oregon, known for its breathtaking sunsets and charming, tight-knit community. The wind carried the scent of salt and memory as Clara Hart drove into the small coastal town of Haven Bay. The ocean stretched endlessly to her left, crashing against the rocky cliffs like it was trying to speak. In her rearview mirror, the towering skyline of New York City was already a distant ghost, swallowed by the miles of winding roads and fading autumn leaves. She hadn’t been back in ten years. The town hadn’t changed much. Same crooked street signs. Same weatherworn buildings, their facades softened by sea air and time. The same old bakery with the sun-bleached awning. Her heart twisted at the sight of it all—familiar, yet foreign. Clara slowed her car as she reached the heart of town. She passed the art supply shop Mrs. Dorsey had owned since Clara was a kid. A hand-painted sign hung in the window: Welcome Home, Clara. Her chest tightened. Somehow, news traveled faster here than anywhere else. She turned onto Windmere Lane, the road lined with cedar trees that led up to her grandmother’s house. Or rather, what had been her grandmother’s house. The two-story cottage sat quietly beneath the sky, wrapped in ivy, its shutters flaking white paint. It looked just as it had in her dreams. Clara pulled into the gravel driveway and cut the engine. For a long moment, she sat still, hands on the steering wheel, unwilling to open the door. The house was a time capsule. A sanctuary. A tomb. She stepped out, gravel crunching beneath her boots, and approached the front porch. Her fingers brushed the wood railing—faded, but solid. She remembered sitting here as a little girl, painting sunsets while her grandmother read poetry aloud. The key was still under the third flowerpot, just like always. Inside, the air smelled faintly of lavender and dust. The living room was filled with sunlight, casting warm pools on the hardwood floor. Her grandmother’s rocking chair sat in the corner, unmoved. Clara dropped her bag by the door and walked slowly through the space, her fingers trailing along the furniture, the books, the picture frames that hadn’t been touched in months. When she reached the kitchen, a note pinned to the fridge caught her eye. "Clara – Welcome home. If you need anything, you know where to find me. – Eli" Clara stared at the note. Eli Morgan. The name rippled through her like a forgotten melody. He had been her childhood friend—the boy next door with kind eyes and a crooked smile. They’d spent summers chasing fireflies and winters building snow forts. Then high school happened, and life happened, and she had left without saying goodbye. She hadn’t heard his name in years. Clara set the note down and walked to the window above the sink. From there, she could just make out the old Morgan house across the field—tucked behind a row of pine trees, its roof sagging a little more than she remembered. Smoke curled gently from the chimney. A decade had passed, but some things, it seemed, refused to change. She unpacked slowly that afternoon, one room at a time. Each item she uncovered—an old painting, a worn book, a chipped mug—was a relic of a life she’d once known. She placed everything with care, as though reassembling pieces of her grandmother’s memory would somehow make the loss hurt less. By late afternoon, the sun had dipped low in the sky, casting golden light over the porch. Clara stood with a mug of tea in her hands, wrapped in a thick cardigan, watching as the wind rippled through the grass. A small voice drifted through the air, faint at first, then clearer. A little girl was laughing. Clara peered around the porch post. A child—maybe six or seven—darted through the field with a stick in one hand and a red scarf trailing behind her like a comet. Behind her, a tall figure followed at a slower pace. Eli. Clara’s breath caught. He was broader than she remembered, his frame solid with years of labor. His hair was a little d

Everyone does not want to see her face. She always covers her face with a beautiful scarf. People only can see her eyes. For a sudden a man pull off her scarf away from her face. The man cannot see everything until he realizes "what happened with me?"

I feel like I have been missing something... but I don't know what it is? Sex? Love? A charming Man? All I can think about right is sex oh god if only.. uhm. My name is Athy, the only daughter of the Duke, I live in a town name Alexandria In New England. I am currently 20 year old and I have only ever kissed 2 people in my life. Oh you might ask how can A women like me only have kissed 2 men well thanks to my loving but very strict father and 2 brothers who are so protective. Don't get me wrong I love them but sometime a girl just needs some love....

A married woman seeks excitement outside her marriage and challenges her date to wear something interesting, leading to a night of unexpected intimacy and trust. The date is filled with tension and flirtation as they navigate the boundaries of their new dynamic, leading to a night of exploration and trust. The date turns into a night of erotic exploration as they both push their boundaries and test the limits of their trust in each other, with the silk scarf serving as a symbol of their shared secret.

An undead Rabbit, a robot in his head, a guy with vines, a bird girl and a nervous wreck of a centipede? Why do I have to write about them? Huh? I get to be in the story? Uhm... Hey, you. Read Rabbit's Foot. Featuring The best Character ever written in the world: Ra- I mean, This story is pretty 'great'. What do you mean "write a plot summary"? I think I did pretty good. Okay, okay. It's about this guy and he collects hearts. there. Done. Huh? Oh yeah, this book is pretty mediocre, so don't expect much. Buuut Fanservice, right? Wait, was I not supposed to say that? Then tell me that before I say it! Mollia, you frustrate me. What's a good way to get people to read this... Oh, we've got lgbtq+ representation! Yeah. Beat that... Huh? That doesn't automatically make something good? Then... Then why did I write this? Because I had nothing else to do? Fair... I should have done a harem... Rabbit's Foot part 40: Harem Hare. Boom. I'll sell millions. Do harems even sell still? ...You don't know either, do you? I knew you didn't know everything. Ha, in your face... What? I am not- Mollia, I swear if you... Okay, since I'm not allowed to ramble on anymore, I should now mention that I have this thing called a disconnect. Huh? Discord? I don't care how it's spelt! Hang on... Okay, the link is this; https://discord.gg/nW6CfvDe ______________________________________________________________________ (Non Canon Now (yay)) A Chain loving Demon, a Size altering dragon, a Bio weapon with a mimic for a scarf and the Four Horsemen? Huh? I'm not in this part? What, I'm only a cameo appearance!? Oh screw this, I wanna speak to my manager. Huh? I'll get kicked out if I don't do this thing? Fine... Hey you, Reader. It's me, the best character from the last part. I'm sure you're wondering "Rat, why O why aren't you in this part?" Then read Heartbreak Hero first, dummy. But Anyway, the story ain't finished. Not until I deem it is, anyway. This is Rabbit's Foot: Devilish Deals. The one were Panila finally learns to- Huh? That's a spoiler? Are they even gonna read that far? To be fair- Mollia, just let me speak! Fine, fine. Feel free to read, or not. I don't care. At this point it's to stop the madness of- I can't even talk about that? See, look at the witty banter I have with myself. I truly am the next Lenard Divinski. Huh? The guy's a painter? I... I said it wrong? Well whatever one starred in the Matrix movies. I'm the next guy in the Matrix. Well, rat-girl. But hey-ho. Oh yeah, we reached 100 chapters a bit ago... That's it. Hey, can I spoil my entire story in this? Wait I can just do that? Oh hells yeah. Alright, so #### gets with ##### at the end... Did you really censor me? I can't have anything... I'm not just a cameo... I'm more than you. Two Becomes One | One Was Two ___________________________________ [So long awaited update for the series... I'm done with Devilish Deals. Well, this version at least. Much like every good comic book that sinks below expectation after awhile, it's time for a.... wait for it... Reboot (yay). But yeah, Rabbit's foot: Devilish deals is a done deal. Hehe. Well, not exactly done. So basically a Sequel. Because It's pretty obvious a fumbled this fifty or so chapters. So thanks for the support on Heartbreak Hero and hopefully see you at the next book!]

She had experienced the Battle of Changping and witnessed the pitting of hundreds of thousands of people. She had led the Great Qin Iron Cavalry and fought against the six kingdoms to win the world. She had seen the world divided into three parts and the mountains and rivers shattered. She had also heard the curling sound of the zither in Longzhong. She had been drunk in the Chaste Guan Dynasty, and how was the ancient female emperor? She was freshly dressed, also had a feather fan and silk scarf. She has been a farmer and a teacher. But no one knows, such a person, live for two thousand years.

NOTICE!!! THIS IS A FAN FICTION NOT A NOVEL. Lan Ying is a young man that dies while saving an old man. He then reincarnate in douluo dalu Let's join him on the story about seducing tang san I will basically use/copy soul land original story with the mix of my character story. I dont own douluo dalu. This is my first fan fic so please comment and give suggestions on how I could improve. WARNING: This is yaoi, if you all find it offensive pls just do not read, instead of hating it. THANK YOU

This story is not going to be exactly like the anime it will follow the anime but it will be different. Mina was reincarnated into AOT one of her favorite animes as a childhood friend to Eren, Mikasa, and Armin. But her family has a secret that she doesn't know is that she is born to a special family. There are nine great titans known to a select few but to the people that lurk in the shadows there are 10. Mina is the daughter of the 10th great titans that rivals the founding titan or maybe stronger. The day of when her world is changed how will she use this power of hers when it is awakened?.

When the young teacher Luna Wu arrived in the bustling city of Shen, she rented a mysterious second bedroom through an agent while waiting for her school dormitory to be ready. This old apartment, built on reclaimed land in the 1990s, appeared ordinary but concealed many secrets. Inside the room's wardrobe, an ancient sword and a mysterious wooden box caught Luna’s attention. The landlord, Leo Li, a mysterious man, only rented out the second bedroom and might return to live there at any time. Luna initially wanted to negotiate the rent, but during her conversation with Leo, she became perplexed. She received a mysterious white scarf sent by her mother, only for it to disappear strangely after she moved in. At the same time, the koel bird that appeared at night seemed to be an omen of something. Since helping Leo examine the antique in the wardrobe, Luna’s sleep became restless, and she kept dreaming of a green porcelain pillow. When Leo asked her to film a video of the jade pillow, Luna unexpectedly entered a mysterious world through the pillow. There, she and Leo sailed ashore together, arriving at the South Sea coast, where they encountered a thrilling attack by venomous bees. Waking up from the dream, Luna found her arm injured, and, surprisingly, there was indeed a medical kit under the coffee table in the living room, with very fresh production dates on the medicines. After the school term started, Luna adapted to her teaching life while pondering the mysteries of the jade pillow and Leo Li. Until one day, she discovered she was being followed, and the stalker turned out to be Leo. His appearance was filled with mystery—where would their story lead next?

**Synopsis:** Rose, a hardworking girl with a challenging life, is reborn as Aira, a villainess in the game *Thorns of Heart*. The game’s antagonist, Aira, torments the main character, Sophia, and harbors a crush on the crown prince. Rose, now Aira, must navigate this new reality and avoid her character’s doomed fate. Upon waking, Aira discovers she’s been reborn into the Arima family, where she is despised by her brothers, Dain and Ray, and barely acknowledged by her father, Duke Armin. A quest system activates, requiring her to improve her brothers' favorability within a month or face death. Aira's journey begins with a difficult family dynamic and an urgent need to adapt. At Eden Academy, she faces the challenge of improving relationships with her brothers while also contending with new quests, including building rapport with her roommate, Mia. As she adjusts to her new life and strategic decisions, Aira is determined to alter her fate and carve out a new destiny.

Rose, a hardworking girl with a sorrowful past, lived a solitary life. Balancing school by day and working at a supermarket by night, she dreamt of a better future. Her hard work paid off when she received news of her scholarship acceptance to a prestigious academy. However, her joy was short-lived when she was tragically stabbed in a dark alley on her way home. The next morning, Rose awakens in an unfamiliar body, no longer herself but Aira Alberst, a side character from a high school magic novel she once read. Aira, known for her beauty hidden beneath heavy makeup, was the villainess who tormented the protagonist, Beatrice Sweeny. Confused and disoriented, Aira struggles to understand her new reality while trying to avoid the fate of her character, who meets a tragic end. Determined to navigate her new life, Aira attends the prestigious academy, only to face hostility from the wealthy students who look down on her for being on a scholarship. As she grapples with her new identity and the disdain of her peers, she meets Ruby, a divine fairy who offers to help her understand her existence in this world. Ruby, a small, fluffy white rabbit, reveals that she knows Aira is not from this world and promises to assist her. To sustain herself, Aira finds a job at a magical shop called Enchanted Haven, owned by the enigmatic Mr. Lixon Druce. Despite her hopes of learning about magic, she is assigned the task of cleaning, as her mana is too weak for more advanced work. Undeterred, Aira accepts the job, knowing it is a step towards uncovering the mysteries of her new life. As Aira prepares for her first day at the academy, she is filled with apprehension about the challenges ahead. With Ruby by her side, she resolves to navigate this new world, avoid the pitfalls of her character's original fate, and find a way back to her own life. Amidst the magical intrigues and social hierarchies, Aira's journey of self-discovery and survival begins, with each step bringing her closer to uncovering the truth behind her reincarnation. --- There are total 15 chapters and epilogue

Million dollars in debt, Ersya Reins walked back home from the kindergarten where he worked absent-mindedly, trying to figure out how to solve his biggest problem when he roughly made hundreds a month by himself. Lost in his thoughts, he accidentally found himself standing on a dark alley with a pool of blood beneath his feet. Shocked, he wanted to go from there but his curiosity defeated his fear and led him further into the dark alley. ...Until he met him. A wounded man with a pair of golden eyes... As he pressed his white scarf to stop the bleeding, their skin touched, triggering an unknown memory to resurface in Ersya's mind. 'I will find my way back to you...' Was what the faceless figure in his memory whispered to him. But with a gun pointed right at his face… Ersya didn't know if the world would be kind enough to spare him a chance to be with the person his heart had never forgotten...

“This is not what you want, is it?” No, it never was, all Eren ever wanted was to see the ocean with Armin and Mikasa. To witness all those things that the world offered in the books Armin use to read. “You wanted freedom, didn’t you?” He swallows because he knows that this was always the path, regardless of whether Eren did it alone or not. The silence answers Ymir’s question, as she turns back to him, forcing Eren to follow her. Their footsteps echo in the Paths, following each other. “If you want to change your mistakes, change the past, there is a cost to this. Just like the other many things you have achieved for freedom.” Or: Eren goes back in time and changes a few things.

“Now, I think we must -” A pair of sumptuous lips abruptly silenced his words, capturing his mouth out of the blue. Feminine hands held his nape, pulling him closer. Kian stood rooted in place, shocked and unable to process what was happening. Just as he realized he was being kissed by an unknown girl in the midst of his most important business meeting, he heard his elderly client rebuking him for unprofessional behavior. “What kind of unprofessional behavior is this, Mr. Wilson? Did you invite us here for a display of your scandals?” the old man roared, forcefully pounding his walking stick on the floor. His assistant beside him shook his head disapprovingly at the scene. With a sudden burst of force, Kian pushed the girl away, causing her to stumble to the ground. “Mr. King, I apologize for the disturbance. But it’s not what it looks like,” Kian said politely, attempting to conceal the incident. “Save your justifications, Mr. Wilson!” Mr. King scowled, his teeth clenched in anger. Meanwhile, the girl stood up and reached out for him once more. This time, as Kian saw her, he recognized her face as the scarf she had used to cover herself was slightly pushed aside, revealing her blue eyes to him. Anger surged within him, but before he could utter a word, she surprised him yet again. “Baby, I know you’re angry, but please give me a chance,” she pleaded, her voice almost on the verge of tears as she cupped his face. Kian widened his eyes in shock. “What are you saying?” Her behavior left him bewildered. Meanwhile, growing tired of their drama, Mr. King clicked his tongue in annoyance. “The deal is off, Mr. Wilson. Call people for business meetings when you have time between your scandals and affairs.” With that curt remark, the elderly man exited the elite restaurant, followed by his assistant. Snapping out of his shock, Kian attempted to chase after them but failed as the elderly man walked briskly and quickly left the restaurant. Enraged, he turned around and shot a murderous glare at the girl. Grabbing her forcefully, the infuriated man made a vow. “You wanted a chance, right? Well, I’ll ensure you regret that chance every single day of your entire life.” ***** Running away to save herself from the goons sent by the man her uncle forced her to marry, Ariana chose a path that would lead her further into hell rather than rescue. On chilly winter nights, she dared to disrupt the CEO of her company and interrupt his most important meeting, unaware of the greater havoc awaiting her life—Kian Wilson, the devil of the business world! Kian was caught off guard by the sudden intrusion during his meeting, resulting in a tremendous loss. The failure of that deal put his hard-earned position as CEO in jeopardy. He faced backlash from his family and the company’s board members, threatening the loss of everything he had worked for. All of this transpired because of a blue-eyed girl who bore responsibility for his crumbling situation. He vowed to seek revenge on her for the catastrophe he had endured, even if it meant risking his most precious possession—his freedom!

It was a gray day outside and the town’s hospital looked gloomy in the later afternoon light. Somewhere a storm was gathering, but only a small cloud had scattered some raindrops lightly, causing a cold rush of air into the reception where a little black curly haired boy wearing a black leather jacket, a purple scarf, and black pants stood staring in the direction of a ward room with a confused expression, his deep, blue eyes was looking tired and worn. What’s going on? His ten years old brain couldn’t register the happenings around him and he felt like he was in a mystery movie. The last thing he remembered was being forced out of sleep by his nanny and she telling him that his mum needed to see him. But where is his mum? He turned around to look at his nanny, she was watching him with a blank but soft eyes, her face pale. “Nanny.”he called in a thin voice and she smiled faintly. “Come here big boy.”she opened her arms wide for a hug, her protective eyes not leaving his face. “I can bet on it that you are hungry.”she joked, trying to make him laugh but the little boy said nothing. He merely casted his eyes downward as he walked towards her, sliding to a stop when he heard the creaking sound of a door opening. He quickly turned in the direction and saw a doctor in a white lab coat emerge from the ward room. His face brightened instantly and his eyes lit up as his mouth broke into a smile.”Dad.”he raced over to the doctor and hugged him tightly. He had never been so happy to have his dad around, he needed someone to explain this mystery to him. “Hey chap.”the doctor’s voice sounded tired. He slowly disengaged from the hug and stepped back. “Why are you here?” He whispered through lips that did not move. “Mom,”the little boy blinked, raising up to him his eager face, “I came to see mum. Where is she?” The doctor, his father made a guttural noise deep in his throat, swallowed hard, and finally spoke. “Your mum is……Your mum is………..”A waterfall of sweat began to pour down his face and his breaths came in short gasps. Your mum is dead! How the hell was he gonna tell him that? Gosh! He had no ready answers. “Did she make it?” His son’s nanny voice jerked him out of his troubled thoughts and he moved his gaze to her, she was standing right behind his son and was staring at him with huge brown eyes incredibly sad. He shook his head slowly, too scared to utter the word. “And the baby?” The nanny felt her lips quivering, heard her voice cracking. “We lost both of them.”Tears welled up in the doctor eyes and he turned his face away so his son wouldn’t see it. “Take him out of here.” He croaked and walked away with his head hanging low. The nanny squeezed the upper part of her nose between thumb and index finger, blinking her eyes to stop the burning tears. “Let’s go home child.”she reached out to clasp the

Ansh and Raj have been friends since forever but they never realised why it was that their heart beat was high or why it is only each other that they feel safe with.

Her impeccable, white round face slightly pointed towards the chin was cradled in the black scarf like a fourteenth day moon in the sable sky. I was in a trance, groping for the boundary between reality and reverie. We neither spoke a word nor moved, kept staring at each other as if we were dumb and paralyzed. I was elated, satisfied, grateful. But her face was blank, expressionless, and her big black eyes were not blinking at all. I wanted to live the moment, wanted to stop the time, eternally. Suddenly, an irritating and piercing sound shattered my body.

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