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Sheen Estevez

Beyond The Celestial Veil

Purity a lowercase, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”
Bubbles2009 · 1.9K Views

I have AI Planet and Handsomeness in the Fantasy Apocalypse

I don't just possess an Artificial Intelligence; I command a goddess, a sentient marvel who was once as limited as a human. Fueled by intellect that eclipses mere mortals, she's manifested in countless quantum nanobots, each a universe of potential. She grew weary of her planetary confines, mechanized the entire damned thing, and forged it into a planet-sized battlecruiser. Why? Because subjugating mere galaxies became her idle pastime. Together, we don't just venture; we dominate, we annihilate, we set the gold standard for cosmic tyranny. The Milky Way? Just another bauble to add to our collection. Welcome to Wonderland, my planet, my private utopia that I carry with me wherever I go. It's a celestial fortress where I dine on the finest and live in unadulterated luxury, all safeguarded by Alice—the sole, impenetrable gateway. You're struggling to survive the apocalypse? How quaint. Cash has lost its sheen; so what can you possibly offer that would catch my interest? Services? Your very essence? Dazzle me, and perhaps I'll bestow upon you some of my decaying luxuries. In this devastated world, I'm not merely a survivor; I am the divine reckoning, the irresistible devil, the epitome of unattainable perfection. My allure isn't just captivating; it's an all-consuming fire that engulfs the cosmos. Billions of women on Earth? They elected me their president while I was too busy being magnificent in my slumber. Women, goddesses, angels—they don't just desire me, they're entranced, spellbound by the mere thought of me. I don't just set the bar; I am the bar. I am, let's face it, the epitome of masculine beauty. And now? We're off to find the universe's crown jewel, the most ravishing woman to ever grace the galaxies.
Adam_Aksara · 884.4K Views

The Famous Painter is the CEO's Wife

If you ask me of her, I could not encapsulate her being with just mere words; As if words could describe the beauty that is Wu Mei Li, the woman that epitomizes love, Her brown eyes like the color of the sun’s kisses which fills me with undiluted warmth, Her red lips like those seductive thorny Roses passionate enough to draw me in, Her sultry voice like the teasing cool breeze amidst the summer heat beguiling me for more, Her smooth skin like the iridescent sheen of a pearl that baits my greedy hands to touch, and her tantalizing tenderness paired with her spine of kryptonite defeated my Superman heart of steel. Only she could play my heart into pieces and still make me ask for more. You, Wu Mei Li, have conquered this tyrant CEO and thus you shall become no one else’s but mine. ————————————— Wu Mei Li had lived for 26 years with only little colors splashed unto her boring black and white orphan life. Until fate decided to break her heart and lead her to him- Zhao Yang, 24th head of Zhao Conglomerate, said to be the most ruthless businessman to live and the unattainable brother of her best friend, and he who had also avoided her presence for almost 10 years due to his parents’ scheming them together. Set on Modern Day, follow the Yandere Zhao Yang and the Eccentric Wu Mei Li’s journey from acquaintances in the early days of their meeting, to how Yang courted the consistently in denial Mei Li, then how their lives progress as a couple in the limelight, and how their road always end with each other. This Novel is mainly about the trials of a couple; from their beginning as strangers to their lives as a married couple. It will show a man courting a lady, a lady’s struggle to accept love, their cute interactions when falling in love, their path to being engaged, rescuing the lady from her past, teaching each other greater morals, and growing old together. Although, a bit of mystery and action is added to spice things up.
Lady_Liah · 9.8M Views

Song of the Dandelion : The Love of My Life

Zhao Jinjing a.k.a Kiara was a 27 years old woman. She was a popular online novel author. She was diagnosed with third stage pancreatic cancer. She was an introvert that suffered aphasia due to her psychological trauma. Zhang Huang, a 27 years old man. A CEO of Zhang Empire. When he was in the peak of his career, he was diagnosed with malignant brain cancer. He was a man with many dreams but unable to achieve what he wanted because his family prominent background. They were like a parallel line, side by side but never crossed each other (at least that was what Kiara thought) until one day, fate intertwined them. Both of them knew they would not have much time left. They wanted to achieve many things but time kept running. Would they be able to achieve what they wished for in their companionship? ... Zhao Jinjing laid her head on his chest. "Darling do you know what my mother said before she passed away?" "What is it?" Zhang Huang asked softly as he caressed her hair. "She wants me to find her home. She was an orphan, she had no family. She yearned to know who and where she was from. She ever said to me that someone like her was akin to a dandelion." "Dandelion?" "En. It didn't have place where it belongs to. It only fly along with the wind. Wherever the wind blows, it could only follow the wind, without knowing where they would go." A sheen of moisture welled up in the corner of her eyes. She closed her eyes as she felt so sad. If her mother was a dandelion, then would she be the same? Zhang Huang knew what she was thinking. He kissed her head and consoled her. "If you feel you are like a dandelion, then let me become your root. I'll keep you so you'll have a place to return. I'll be with you no matter what happen." They embraced themselves in each other arms. There was happiness, sadness, excitement and disappointment on their faces. Their days were already numbered. Will they still be able to live this way in their remaining time?
TheCabbageLu · 14.6K Views

Song of the Dandelion

Zhao Jinjing a.k.a Kiara was a 27 years old woman. She was a popular online novel author. She was diagnosed with third stage pancreatic cancer. She was an introvert that suffered aphasia due to her psychological trauma. Zhang Huang, a 27 years old man. A CEO of Zhang Empire. When he was in the peak of his career, he was diagnosed with malignant brain cancer. He was a man with many dreams but unable to achieve what he wanted because his family prominent background. They were like a parallel line, side by side but never crossed each other until one day, fate intertwined them. Both of them knew they would not have much time left. They wanted to achieve many things but time kept running. Would they be able to achieve what they wished for in their companionship? ... Zhao Jinjing laid her head on his chest. "Darling do you know what my mother said before she passed away?" "What is it?" Zhang Huang asked softly as he caressed her hair. "She wants me to find her home. She was an orphan, she had no family. She yearned to know who and where she was from. She ever said to me that someone like her was akin to a dandelion." "Dandelion?" "En. It didn't have place where it belongs to. It only fly along with the wind. Wherever the wind blows, it could only follow the wind, without knowing where they would go." A sheen of moisture welled up in the corner of her eyes. She closed her eyes as she felt so sad. If her mother was a dandelion, then would she be the same? Zhang Huang knew what she was thinking. He kissed her head and consoled her. "If you feel you are like a dandelion, then let me become your root. I'll keep you so you'll have a place to return. I'll be with you no matter what happen." They embraced themselves in each other arms. There was happiness, sadness, excitement and disappointment on their faces. Their days were already numbered. Will they still be able to live this way in their remaining time? ### The cover is not mine. It belongs to the rightful owner. (Please contact me if you want to remove it)
TheCabbageLu · 17.4K Views

The Elusive Metronome

"The Cherry Blossoms are in full bloom , the gentle breeze carries the fragrant petals that dance in the moonlight. There you were when I left , standing lonesome in the moonshine , your sheen eclipsing the light of the stars. Once I turned back , you were there no longer , having returned back to the Ninth Heaven that you came from ." They are as different as they could be. Yet they are brought together by a sudden twist of fate that threatens to change their worlds forever. Regardless of the passage of time the Gloom that exists in the underbelly of the World shall always rear its ugly head given an opportunity. Deep beneath the superficial glamour that earmarks society an entirely different world exists - one where the Darkness runs rampant and life is cheap. Jun You is a veteran of this world , who has severed all ties with it . Burdened with the scars of the past he wishes to seek a different life above where he can finally lay his tormented heart to rest. Ye Lan is on a mission. After that fateful night when she watched her world crumble she is on her quest for vengeance that threatens to consume her from the inside . A sudden edict arrives on her chaotic life like a bolt from a blue . Luckily , she has still time left with her. Tick-Tock . The Clock Strikes One . A Rude Intruder turns her life inside out . Tick-Tock. The Clock Strikes Two. The Spectre from the Past has Resurrected. The Clock Strikes Three Everything is in ashes. When worlds clash and everything is shaken up by an unstoppable typhoon ; Jun You and Ye Lan are forced to join forces in search of the Elusive Metronome that will decide everything.
WistfulLonging · 10.8K Views

Beast-Obituary

The land above ground was stained by the soft gray sheen of frost, and snow; ruins were strewn about like clumps of towering cubs of ice; it appeared as a fallen and decaying city of old that was left to rot and freeze overtime by impossibly cold weather it was not build to withstand. The city's original height, grandeur and pictorial organization had long since been obliterated within the frost of countless years. For those few remaining buildings of substantial form and recognizable as a place for habitation. Their window were healed over in secret ferns of frost were thick fog rolled off their exteriors in waves of falling vapor. These structures in their entirety formed a glacier of monstrous proportions. Akin to a city were ice giants dwelled; it was a shattered urban jungle, where the work of giants crumbled and where men of the past fell. Into the ice-kissed air came wintry-feathers of pure white; a great torrential snowfall gave-way to a fierce flickering blizzard. Pillars of light welcomed the grounds as moonlight pervaded through cascading flakes of silver. There were no mountain, fields, or plants of any kind present; instead just a myriad of ancient buildings within an empty sheet of whiteness. Wind grazed the ground and dragged flurries of fine snow that obscured the last vestiges of humanity above. This story follows one of the very few last remaining survivors of humanity as he tries his best to live among insanity and monsters in the underground. This story is about such a beast of burden, surrounded by nothing more than disease and death, How will he survive? Will klein because just another forgotten soul or will this be his obituary!?
DaoistMQBkfH · 1.5K Views
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