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For My Derelict Love

My Recipe for Disaster

Amaya was just an ordinary office worker in the modern world, slogging through life like everyone else. But after a tragic childbirth accident left her paralyzed and comatose, her soul somehow whooshed into a whole new world-a bizarre and hilarious immortal cultivation realm! When she woke up, she wasn't a rich heiress or some genius with extraordinary powers. Nope! She was a complete blank slate, suffering from amnesia, and rescued by a paper-crafting master, who gave her a new name - Reika. And so began her wildly offbeat journey into the world of cultivation. As their adventures unfold, Reika starts to realize that this crazy cultivation world is far more complicated than she first imagined. Spirit Feasts, oddball spirit beasts, hilariously disastrous training sessions-there are just as many mysteries as there are laugh-out-loud moments. And when the deeper secrets behind it all finally surface, Meliora will have to confront the past she's long forgotten. This is a brain-bending journey through a world of cultivation, filled with laughs, madness, and chaos! Can Reika find her true place in this chaotic world, or will she be forever tangled in the paper folds of destiny? Dive into this wild, magical, and absolutely ridiculous adventure to find out how Reika is going to "laugh" her way to the top! #FantasyAdventure #Humor #RomanticComedy #Reincarnation #MagicalRealism #FemaleLead #SliceOfLifeFantasy #Cultivation #LightheartedAdventure #MagicCooking
YahanR · 3.3K Views

All My Love...FOR YOU.

This story is about two lovers Alex Johnson a self-made billionaire by wealth but weak in falling for someone and Mia Jones a complete package of cuteness with food being her partner since childhood. Getting all the love from her parents and her only bestfriend. The topper of her college and excellent in giving love to everyone Mia never felt any emptiness in her heart but the feeling of a special someone loving her was something foreign and wasn't her desire. Being left traumatized by his childhood after his mother's betrayal and father's death, Alex's shoulders were burdened by the responsibility of a huge company and his younger sister. Friendship was always his strength. Falling in love wasn't his choice but sleeping with women was. However, he falls for Mia Jones but is deaf by his insecurities about the past. They cross each other and they fall in love. But the confusion starts when the Cutest Mia has another cute Doppleganger...How will Alex cope with this confusion? Can they face what the past beholds? Will their love survive in the chaos?   ------ Sitting on the bench near the lake. Her head resting on Alex's shoulder she asked. "How much of money do you earn per month?" "More than a million." He answered. "What if one day all of this money is gone? What will you give me then?" "Money can't last, but there's one thing that will surely last forever.. All my love.. For You" Follow their journey.. theres lot of fun, drama, and more of food..:) Add me on discord- @Sira#1096 My discord server- https://discord.gg/pRt4BdJ
Sira_08 · 1.6M Views

Our love for three lives

Yi Heng is an immortal from the Qin Dynasty. He was one of the guardsmen of Qin Shi Huang. During the Qin dynasty, Heng is deeply in love with his wife, Yi Lin Rui Ling. Heng see Ling died in front of him due to old age. Heng vows to find Ling in her next lifetime. In between, he also have other relationships. As he witnessed all his lovers died, he become numbless towards love. His lovers, disciples and family members left one by one. During 1970s, he found a girl, wang Rui fen, resembling Ling and wearing his bracelet, he started following her. Later when he get to know her, he saw a red birth mark resembling the scar when Rui ling stabbed herself. He and fen again became a couple. At the end of fen life, she asked heng to bite her neck to leave a mark. She was only 25. She died due to an illness. Until 2020, Fen recairnate as Zi ling, a girl from Singapore who works in Nanjing. When heng met her again, she already have a boyfriend, Qin bao qiang. Qiang resembles an enemy of Heng. Actually Qiang was Heng best friend, Qin Shi Long, Qin emperor, third son. During the Qin dynasty, Long was fond of Heng, but Heng only treated him as a buddy. To make Heng suffer for his whole life, Long added the immortal pill to Heng wine, which caused Heng to become immortal. Long was also an inventor to turn back the immortal pill and he also studied on how to relieve qin emperor again. Heng accidentally knew about his secrets and even found out that he is Long next life!
Michelle_Chan0220 · 5.8K Views

My Love, My Life, My Destiny

"Ms.—" "Mu..Mugdha Jain!" She told her name with a nervous expression, while facing the mighty man, her employer. The man in teal colour three piece suit stared at her for a brief minute quietly before nodding his head, and speaking calmly, "Ms. Jain, I heard about what happened in the green room sometimes—" "Mr. Singharoy, pl..please don't mis.. misunderstand me, and let me explain ev.. everything at first to you once please!" Mugdha clasped her hands with a frightened expression, while blabbering in extreme nervousness, "Trust me, sir, I..I really did..didn't did anything, wha..what happened wasn't intentional! I really didn't noticed Aysha mam, or wouldn't have done it! I..I don't know how it happened, ever..everything—" "I know you didn't did anything intentionally, Ms. Jain! I believe you!" He spoke out calmly, resulting Mugdha to look at him in a baffled manner. For a moment she felt she heard it wrong, and just stood dumbfounded, while staring at the man in front of her! Her breathing stopped, while she froze on the spot, noticing the man stepping forward towards her with slow & steady steps. However, he stopped at a certain distance, and gazed at her left cheek for a minute before speaking further, "Ms. Jain, I know what happened wasn't intentional, and just an accident! I didn't called you here to reprimand you, or anything, so please calm down." He held out the icepack in his hand, "Take it, your cheek is looking swollen!" Mugdha was too stunned to say anything, and just stood speechless! "Ms. Jain?" Mugdha jerked off, and finally accept the icepack with her trembling hands, to place it over her cheek which was stinging, "Th..Thank you, Mr. Singharoy!" The man smiled faintly with a nod, and spoke further, "I know & believe what my fiancee did with you tonight wasn't right, she shouldn't have reacted that way! But trust me, she isn't like that! It's just..It's just a bad day for her, and she was also stressed after the long day, that's why failed to keep her calm, and misunderstood you! You're one of my model tonight, and you doesn't deserve this behaviour at all. So, I'm really sorry! Please don't take it to your heart, and forgive her! As her fiancee, I'm apologizing to you in behalf of her, please don't mind!" Mugdha just stood frozen not knowing how to react at all! This was beyond imagination, a man like him was apologising to a person like her, just for his fiancee! She just felt mesmerized at his humble & down to earth behaviour! "It..It's okay, Mr. Singharoy! Pl..Please don't say sorry, I..It..It's okay!" Scratching her head Mugdha replied after a long time, before bidding goodbye, "Mr. Singharoy, thank you for giving me the opportunity!" "You deserve it, Ms. Jain!" He wished her back with a small smile, and watched her hastily leaving the room, as if she was chased by some demon!
Komolika · 10.3K Views

Letters for my Mother

"Letters for my Mother" is a collection of thoughts, emotions, and socioeconomic factors that have hindered my mother and me until her passing in 2007. At that time, I was away from home, moving from place to place, bunking on my sister's house one year and moving on to the other like clockwork. It was traumatic for me since I grew up knowing that I come from a large family of twelve and now living with different people all together or sometimes coming home to find my big sister hasn't arrived from work, so it was books and TV to keep me company. Most of the time, they were trying times as distance kept my two brothers and me from bonding fully. I am glad that I found an outlet for my part where everything seems to be going and coming. What was constantly being right was I thank them fully for taking me to high school, where I found my calling. Art, for me, was a constant where everything is a variable. I never knew I was artistically gifted in all areas of art. I found myself doing drama and musical at form one barely one month into the school. Next year, I found myself in Environment and Science Congress. I had hoped initially that I would blossom to be a scientist. There was this character, Dexter's lab, where he was a boy genius living in a suburban home and having a secret lab in the basement; it was an eye-opening factor for me, and I had to exercise to the fullest. Form three and four were full of music and festival of arts; that was where I grew my art to visual, and poetry came to me as a second language. You probably have figured out that school for me was not for learning, rather for making friends and trying my foot in various forms of art. After high school and pre-youth and college year (I studied computer graphic design for three months, and I dropped out for one reason I will share in my latter works), I found my calling in theatre and performing arts. I loved being on stage, acting, and bringing characters to life with costumes and lights. Telling narratives to the audience and watching them move with awe and splendor. Some hated me from curtain raise to curtain call, booing me for being the antagonist, and applauded wildly when I played the hero. After a while, I felt sick and stagnant for doing the same thing and staging in the same theatre. I saw different cultures and people around Kenya, my country, and settled for drawing and writing poetry and books. To be honest, I was a bit skeptical about my works and would write and draw sketches, and if they don't work out, I would tear them out and flush them. I know I was my worst critic, but I had my first break at 2017 under Storymoja and mentorship of Muthoni Garland, Samira Mathews, and Monity Odera. I published a children's book, "Monsters Who Disobeyed," translated to Swahili, also known as "Malipo ya Ukaidi." It was a milestone for me. I really appreciate my efforts, and three years later, I compiled this book for myself and also the whole world as a reminder that you can be yourself and be the greatest version; you just have to believe. My shortcoming is that my mother, may her soul rest in peace, would be proud of the young man I have become, being that I have never had the chance to show her how talented I am. To all the dreamers and the creatives out there, I would like to give a nugget of wisdom to all that the first step is the hardest, but you will get there eventually. After a while, I must say I am well-versed with various art forms, and I speak the language fluently. As a reader and a fan of my work, I must acknowledge that it is a pleasure giving you access to my world, and I hope to share a room in your library as a favorite.
ODUOR_ISADIAH · 11.5K Views
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