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**Part of Preloved Series- Can be read as a stand-alone** You don't have to read Preloved in order to read this book. You can read this story on its own but my personal advice would be to read Preloved first if you haven't already, but it's completely up to you guys! ---------------------------- Hamza and Ayat had been living two different and wholly disconnected lives. They are not easy, they are not simple, and they most definitely don't agree on most things...then why are their paths colliding? Can two broken souls be woven together in love that is both pure and real? And if so, how far can you go for the one you love? ---------------------------- 'You hate me?' He gripped my wrist harder. 'You are hurting me Mr.Hamza...' I swallowed back my resentment. His grip loosened around my wrist, but he didn't let me go completely. There were so many emotions twirling in my chest that I felt like my heart was going to explode. 'And you are hurting me, do you think that I planned to fall in...' He let go of me and looked away. I needed to get away from him, I turned around to go back to my room, but he grabbed my hand again and made me look at him. 'I am sorry' He said out of despair, his eyes darted all over my face waiting for my reply. He looked so vulnerable as opposed to a second ago when his eyes were full of rage. I couldn't move.

Have you ever had one of those terrible yet annoyingly pivotal moments? You know, that monumental fragment of time that flips everything you have ever known. That plot twist second that completely takes you by surprise. The one just before the storm hits and everything goes to hell. Yes? Because you see, that moment happens to be my whole damn life. It wasn't always like this though. I used to have a pretty mundane existence, happy to just get good grades and be around my friends. God I wish I could get that simplicity back, I'd never complain it was boring again. But I know I'm not going to ever get back my old life because well... I died. (Kinda) But I woke up. And I was thrilled, beyond grateful I wasn't dead. But then I realized that there was one minor detail that had changed about my reality. I was given the chance to live but it turns out I woke up as the villainess in an otome game my friend used to be obsessed with - Kingdom of freaking Hearts (I added the freaking in there for effect, it's just Kingdom of Hearts) Where, for the record, the villainess only has two possible endings 1) execution and 2) getting exiled. So Fate was like, "Don't worry, I'll save you. Here's a chance to live" and then was like "psyche, screw you. You're still going to die but I'll let you suffer a little first." So now, if only to annoy Fate by proving it wrong, I am determined to survive. I can and I will if I play by these simple rules: 1) Befriend Heroin 2) Avoid Aryn Edwards at All Costs as well as other capture targets And 3) Be the top student at the academy and become an invaluable asset to my Kingdom so I become indispensable, thus unkillable. I'm determined, stubborn, persistent and I will live passed 16. Fate made a big mistake setting me up to die. Since it threw this plot twist at me, I figure I'll return the favor. I'll be the biggest plot twist Fate never saw coming...

Ye Feng lived two lives in one lifetime. First, he basked in the light of Righteousness, becoming an idol of peace and justice. Second, he trod the mired path of the Darkest Path, becoming an object of fear and death. One lifetime, Two Identities, countless experiences, still without purpose. A meaningless existence. An empty husk. In his selfishness of wanting to fill the void in him, he became the catalyst that destroyed Reality. He now controlled everything, ultimate power, uncontestable by none. But he cast it away, to be reborn anew. With a new name and a family, his goal was to understand, his place. To understand how to no longer feel empty. With his family consisting of a Reincarnated Twin Sister and Parents with inscrutable pasts, his desire was not that of grandeur. In this lifetime, he wishes not to hold power, not to gain eternal life, nor control of everything, he only wishes to live, and hopefully look at sunrise with a smile on his face. == Disclaimer: The story focuses on the Main Character's emotional and personality growth. He is someone who is obviously OP in some perspectives but almost crippled in others. Warning: This is story might trigger some people and is not for everyone. It is also has a slow pace. Any kind of feedback would be nice as well. Then, that's it, have fun. Volume 1: Complete Volume 2: Complete

....This is the second book of nothing matters...of my old account Shi_the_death_demon Check it out please, it's important to understand the story __________ Project number 0 The current timeline is being used as a test for the ________,to study the powers of our subject, It will merely be used as a plaything for the amusement of our beloved The other test,the one that we will use,who doesn't belong to us,it's said to contain great physical strength It's mind has been through a lot of trauma and abuse,which will help our interaction.with it and our use of the substance called hatred The last try of this timeline went just like we wanted,erasing completely the creature that was being a really dangerous threat However,we are.not sure of the position of the threat after the elimination It is still here,blocked in.a cycle as some corrupted data,but it will.not interrupt our interarions and experiments... It's time,project 0..please...restart this again This time,we will make sure you'll really enjoy your game You'll have freedom in whichever activity you'll prefer The plan must not fail ... We know you'll understand Initiation of timeline number ______ complete ----------- This story contains delicate topics,and triggers It is not recommended to read it,if you cannot stand cruel and delicate topics Thanks for the attention The pictures are not of my property _____________ This is the new account of Shi_the_death_demon

Cosmic Genesis: A Tale Beyond the Stars This is no ordinary tale, no commonplace chronicle of interstellar adventure or familiar saga echoing the tropes of spacefaring lore. It is a narrative wholly unique, woven from threads of the unimaginable, defying the contours of any story you've encountered. Its essence is alien yet intimate, a tapestry of cosmic wonder that will unravel expectations and redefine the boundaries of existence. Allow me to guide you through this extraordinary odyssey, starting not where you might expect, but at a pivotal juncture that sets the stage for all that follows.

Yet again Darkness is hungry for a war to end it all, but Light will always have troops at the ready. One girl. One kingdom. Eleven friends. Four Elements. No biggie. * I'm Melody, hybrid freak, nice to meet you, strange muggle who I know nothing about. I used to be like you, cluelessly ignorant and uninvolved with the outside world. You know, they have a big, yellow ball of gas in the sky. Weird. Anyway my life became something out of a bad Si-Fi movie, and no, Nicolas Cage isn't in it (sadly). There are two forces in the world, Light and Darkness, and when you side with Light, Darkness gets a stick up its ass and wants you to suffer. My friends and I, we roll with Light, you must know where that leads.... I have a kingdom to learn, powers to master, loud friends to keep in line, a boy that I'm messed up over, and above it all, Darkness to show whose boss. Not as easy as you might think, but this is MY story, and I know how it ends. Being a loyal follower of Light shows me the beauty in life and the devastation it can cause. Don't get me wrong, I love Light, but Darkness makes it hard to stay and fight. * Melody is weird. She's childish. She's awkward. And she's got boy issues she needs to work out. Mel will face evil like no other, but can she do it? Will the scales of Light and Darkness finally be tipped? How can one girl make a difference? This is Melody, a corky teenager, and she wants you to read her story. Like now. Enjoy! Highest rank- #69 in Fantasy (Still cant believe it!!)

This is not a fairytale, where you are a princess born with a silver spoon in your mouth. This is a story which turned a girl into a woman, the story in which there is unleashing of this beautiful facade of the world to the bitter and sweet truth of life The story of faith, the story of unceasing pain, unremitting struggles. The story of enthusiasm, The story of respect, freedom, choice, ecstasy. The way from interminable respect to eternal love. A tale of finding Solace in the Darkness. The story of possessiveness. The story of betrayals. "Sarah" who was a carefree, introvert, kind hearted but not a coward and everyone's beloved. But how her life got upside down by a single accident. Her life did a flip from her delectation to her unrelenting amiss. And how she started to lose her faith in everything. "Orhan" who had a bitter spot for women in him due to past incidents. But how his bitterness turned into ecstasy of 'love' and 'respect'. How his heart started to beat for a particular girl who he did not even knew properly. His heart which he thought was nothing but an emotionless thing in him started to beat at unhuman pace. The story from "Faith" to "Astray" to "Belief" ______________________ " who are you ? " " i am homeless, even after having the home. i am a stranger, even after being known to many" ________________________ # 1 in spritual ( 25 March 2025 ) # 1 in solitude ( 9 May 2025 ) ________________________ Mature ( murder and physical abuse ) This is the story written by me, so please don't copy or repost it.

Life was dull, boring, and mechanical. I’ve always wondered if this would change. If something interesting will happen. I always hoped something interesting will happen. A falling meteor that would destroy half of town, an alien invasion, or even the Apocalypse. Anything, just to relieve me of this monotonous life I lead. “Urgh,” I groaned as I reached over to turn off the alarm clock that sounded like a hundred sirens in the early hours of dawn. The golden sun hasn’t come out to expel the surrounding darkness yet. I figured it would take an hour more or so for the sun to show its shining face, so I decided to eat breakfast and take a bath first. But little did I know that today was the day that my life would change. It was the day I met her. ---------- A short story. Hey guys! This is my first try writing a pure romance story. I hope you'll like it. :D This story will be rarely updated, since I'm busy with school and stuff. So, sorry in advance. ~Just Perfect EDIT: As of 03/29/14 (arranged in this order: dd/mm/yy), this story has deviated from its original "pure romance," into something worth delving deeper into. Quite interesting. And because of this... "something worth delving deeper into," I have decided to continue the story with a PART TWO! Though that will have to wait until after Exile. Or maybe when I get tired of Exile and hope to continue this again. But either way, there WILL be a part two for those who want more zoophilia. Cheers! 03/31/14 (again, in the dd/mm/yy order): Added a simple cover. Will be using this until I am able to draw a better image resembling both of the girl's forms. August 6, 2014: New cover. I like it.

[My stories do NOT represent Islam, they represent most Muslims nowadays] ~~~~ "So I can't be this close to you?" Brody softly asked, pretending he didn't know the rules of my religion. "THEN LEAVE", he added pointing towards the door. And that's when it hit me, it wasn't him who was holding me there.. it was my own body that was craving for his touch. "LEAVE!", Brody shouted. I was looking at him, not moving any part of my body. He grabbed my waist with both hands, pulled me closer to him until our bodies touched. "You have no idea how many times I've dreamt of this moment", Brody whispered. ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~ She is; Kind Caring Intelligent Helpful And Muslim He is; A bully A jerk Annoying Cocky And is unsure about his believes He used to bully her, she used to hate him... But what will happen when they get paired up with eachother for their project? And will one of them develop feelings for one another? Read and find out. •Also, this story involves religions like Islam but that doesn't mean that the characters in this story are perfect.. We all make mistakes• And Allah (Subhana Wa'Tahala) is the best of planners. [Holy Quran 8:30] Highest ranking: #1 [multiple times]

To Quinn, When you read this I'll be over at Zen's place for a couple days. Just letting you know that I have shared a part of my journal publicly. I mean in the online world. Be aware that I've only used your first name, but others have been named. Some of our actual conversations were recorded in this journal. I guess sort of like a book even though writing isn't one of my better strengths. Buddy, that keychain you gave me changed many things. I began sharing this in July and I made my last post early on New Year's Day. You'll be happy to know that the plans for the new center are locked in the safe. I look forward to working with you in this new year we find ourselves in, and please forgive me for telling tales out of school. Your friend, Ash So now that the description is out of the way I can break that fourth wall. The idea for the description was recommended to me by a very good friend since I didn't know how to describe this journal which took place in real time. Dark Matter is a chapter of a much larger work titled "Chronicle of Rouge hill' which I've been writing since I was a teenager. I had started in early 2009 and quickly shelved it in 2010 after I saw "Inception", realizing the ideas were too close. It was picked up again in October of 2012 when I realized what it had to be: less focus on the technical aspects and jargon, and the addition of a love interest. Also, the mission of the "Order of ravens" was changed simply to collecting dream tech. All ten parts were written during the period of October 2012 to March 2013. The idea was to begin posting it on blogger.com in July and it would end in real time, on new year's eve. The events of my real life have indeed influenced the writing. It should be noted that errors in sentence structure are deliberate. A.P.L ©2013 Andre Lalonde. All rights reserved. Painting by Tom Park. Used by permission "Chronicle of Rouge hill"