《Poems of Love》A Folded Napkin
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The courtroom was clearly a folded napkin in my pocket
Fingerprints pressed against cold glass maddened me
Desperation would not get them anywhere
Her sorrow disappeared when she realized that I was never a fool
She was in a light pink nightgown
Not the right attire at all
Documents were thrown towards me
But I cheated her intentions to turn me into a paper crane
Her tears appeared again
I offered her a sponge to absorb her simulated grief, she refused
The proof was clear
She was guilty
Actions have consequences
Emotions have no effect on me
Her right hand shaking
Mine was steady
Wishes were always a mistaken statement
Because they never come true
I drove back home
Unbuttoned the top button of my collared shirt
I sat on the porch and watched the evening fold into night
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Magicae Machina
A Goddess's desire; how deep might it pervade this world?Terror slumbers under every stone, no matter how bright the woods might seem. This is a fantasy story about making sense of a world wherein numerous threads of mystery intertwine.
8 123My reincarnation as the deposed Queen
I was reborn as a minor character, the mother of the main character, and the deposed ruler of the kingdom of Azeroth, Leriana Ashfordt. My husband's younger brother will stage a rebellion against him, and only my young children will be able to escape. The unfortunate Queen Leriana is waiting for a joyless end. According to the plot, my heroine will sacrifice her life during the uprising to save her children. In the future, when her daughter Brisney grows up and reunites with her brother, she will lead a rebellion against the traitor king, and become the new ruler. That's just not like that! To die at twenty-seven is too early for me, and I'm going to change the tragic plot of this novel. I was lucky, and I was reborn ten years before the events of the novel began. At the time when the future King Philip and his brother Razor just fell in love with me at the royal Academy, and their fight for me led to enmity. In order to survive, I decided not to become a queen, and to live a quiet life with my father, the duke. And in order to save myself and the whole kingdom from future tragedy, I had to take extreme measures. — Your Highness, I'm sorry, but I can't be with you. My heart has been busy for a long time. — What...?! — Prince Philip was furious, — Who is this?! Tell me his name, and I'll fight him in a fair fight! You'll see that I'm much better than him! — Your Highness, you see, it's not really a man... — What are you talking about? — I'm afraid that the daughter of the cursed duke stole my heart at first sight.
8 332Victoriously Yours,
"Why did you take me here? I don't think I'm allowed." The white rocks bordered the cave with gleaming stones etched on the walls with paintings and drawings. Yisrael stepped behind her and she felt the raw heat of the tall man. Suddenly the whole cave became small and claustrophobic. "I wanted to show you this." His accent deep and foreign still now to her ears. It always startled her, making her shiver. River moved her finger up to trace the drawings on the cave wall. They were of two people in different positions but bound together as if they were...no, it couldn't be. "These drawings...they are two people making love." She inhaled sharply. His hands came from behind caging her to the wall and she felt him lean down to whisper in her ears. "They aren't making love." She bit her lip to control her moan. "Then?""They are fucking. Hard." ...Amazon guide River Stone has found the rare Ibori race, covetous world of magic, valuables and deadly power hidden deep within the Amazon. Barreling together with her archeologist friend Christopher Rai, she reaches the sanctuary. Yisrael Ibori, the first born of the clan is entrusted by his leader and father, Yuri to keep a careful watch over their 'guests'. Dutifully, he does except his eyes keep straining to the movements of River's hips, the deep rise and fall of her ample chest and those luscious lips tempting him. Victorious is what River felt when she finally witnessed the great lost moment in history but the piercing onyx eyes of Yisrael leaves her thinking there are somethings more precious and deep than lost valuable tribe. Something that cannot be won by teasing and overthinking. The battle between the mind and heart enclosed with the war between themselves. Will they win?[The Seventh Book of V-series]A standalone novel
8 419GAMMA COLE & THE SILVER WOLF
"Hey Gamma." Alice giggles looking up to me, not even noticing that Jay has gone. Her cheeks have a pink hue to them from all the Vodka, her eyes are full of mischief as she goes to take another sip. I quickly grab the drink from her hand before it can reach her lips and throw it away into a nearby bush without a second thought. "Yeah, you're done with that, Wonderland." I grin at her as she scowls at me."Hey!" Alice protests. She gets to her feet, a little wobbly. Then stands on the log she was just sat on, so she is at my height. She puts her hands on her hips and scrunches up her eyes as if to try and get me into focus. "I'm not scared of you, Gamma! You can't just take a girls drink you know!" She slurs out as she pokes my chest now with an accusing index finger. Anyone else would be in a world of pain for talking to me like this, but all I want to do is pull her into my arms and kiss her till her lips are bruised and swollen. She's fucking adorable when drunk. Not giving a fuck if anyone's watching us or not, I step forward, crowding right into her space making her physically gulp at our proximity."I don't scare you huh?" I growl at her in a deep but quiet voice. She bites her lip, but not out of fear, she likes it when I talk to her like this. "You don't look like the big-bad-wolf to me." She whispers."What do I look like to you?" I rasp out quietly as her fingertips continue featherlight touches to my lips."I don't know...something..." She breathes, her eyes crease with both confusion and fascination.----------Labelled as having a dangerous wild wolf, Alice is left feeling isolated on her family's farm for most of her childhood. However, now she is of age, she can finally follow her dreams and compete to be on the elite enforcers squad and win the heart of long-time crush Beta Jay. That is until the packs Gamma, Cole, takes over her training and flips her life upside down. (This is a slow burn; I hope you enjoy x)
8 171A Complete Crossing To Rebirth
Luo Mingli was a genius in martial arts and could learn everything easily. He was known as a refined and gentle person who had mastered the six arts.His master had also made Luo Mingli read many novels to his dismay.After reading through many novels, his master came to him and said, "You will face the most life changing tribulation and if you succeed, you will prosper with a fortuous life. But if you fail, a path of thorns and hardships, equivalent to heaven's obtrusion, will become your new life."When the day of his birthday arrived, Luo Mingli was struck to death by lightning and transmigrated as a cannon fodder of the novel his master made him read. What's more, the cannon fodder he was in was so insignificant, his name wasn't even mentioned!Now, he was married to a Prince who was the villain but it seems like he would end up dead before even getting to see the so called villainous prince's face! | |[Reversable couple]||~Disclaimers~。Cover is not mine, credits to the creator, I only edited it.。Any pictures used is not mine unless I say otherwise.。sporadic updates。Story is currently in RE-WRITING
8 224Sessions With Guns ¹ ✓
Staring at the gun in his hand as he stalks towards me with a devilish smirk on his face, I feel the bone-chilling fear rises within me. My back is against the wall and I'm trapped as he stands in front of me, his body so close to me that I can almost feel it touching me, and somehow I crave for his touch. I stare deep into his kohl black eyes and somehow his eyes tell me everything that I need to know. He does have feelings after all yet is confused about them. "You belong to me!" He says harshly, and before I could even process his words his lips capture mine in a possessive matter.
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