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[The pampering story has ended] For a hundred million, he bought her. "From today onward, you're mine, in body and soul." The man held her, declaring dominantly like an emperor. ... ... Lucas Walker: Xiaoye, you are the rib that God took out of me. Xiaoye: I spit, it is you who is the rib, your whole family is the rib. Baby A: Mommy, is a rib the same as a spare rib? Baby B: I like sweet and sour flavor.

This short story is a poignant account of a daughter who goes in search of her mother's belongings after the War, in Holland. When she finds them, the objects evoke memories of her earlier life. However she decides to leave them all behind and resolves to move on.

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I’ve always been fond of beautiful butterflies. As a child, whenever I saw a colorful-winged butterfly fluttering over flowers in the garden, I would chase after it wildly— And I almost always managed to catch it. Even then, I would hold its delicate wings gently, Afraid the vibrant colors might rub off onto my fingers. Then, I would place it inside a glass jar. “You’re so cruel and heartless,” Bali would say with a mix of shock and

Maddie was always the introverted girl everyone else knew but no one knew the darkest secret she kept in her closet. Her mother tried her best to help but it was for her own selfish reasons. Maddie found herself in a world full of depression, loneliness and bad luck.She was forced to marry an oldie in his 60s but she did everything possible to free herself from her cage.Her secrets were soon discovered and she was tagged one of the most dangerous women alive.

Larkin doesn’t know how to adapt to the modern world. Instead of going to bars, shopping for clothes, and meeting boys, like other women her age, she prefers things girls half her age want to do.

Being one of the strongest demons in the Aisle of Doom, known as Hell, had its price and flare. Having being framed for insurgency, Abaddon Gadreel was cast out of Hell and stripped of his rank with his only redemption being to bring the souls of all the freeborn mages to hell with a time frame of six months. 5 months passed and Abaddon succeeded in his assignment until he came in contact with Abigail, an angel in disguise and a frail, harmless, charming looking damsel who was the last of her kind and the very last soul he needed to complete his mission. In the process of getting close to her to get her trust and willing relinquish her soul to him, he ends up falling in love with her as her goodness affected him, leaving him in a dilemma. Would he succumb to his love and desire for her, giving up his whole world and ambition or would he choose his rank and mission over her, claiming her soul for the Demon Lord. ******** Relaxing his muscles and flaring his wings as his horns stood proud and tall, Abaddon twisted his neck from side to side. “You have got to be kidding me!” Abigail exclaimed as she gazed with wide-eyes at the creature standing in front of her. Gasp! Turning swiftly, with eyes that look like hers, disbelieving and scared, he opened his mouth quickly to say something. “Shit!” She blinked, realization dawning on her. “Abigail, wait. It is not what you think.” “You liar, you lied!” Not giving him room to explain, she turned and fled. ************* MATURE CONTENT! THIS WORK IS FICTIONAL AND AN ORIGINAL! ––––––––––––––––– Cover not mine, all credit goes to the original owner. Discord server: http//discord.gg/BH666ZK Instagram: baevidaa Discord: BaeVida#7167

"Hades moved swift as a shadows that lingered in the passages of his domain. The Fates were his destination. After the fiasco in Olympus, he just had to see them. Those looks that Hera had given him-he knew the boy was in grave danger. She wasn’t going to let him live." ---- Helen of Troy, viciously taken by Deiphobus, brother of Paris, to be his wife, births a babe of the Trojan lineage and sends him away to be raised by another. Enraged by Paris’s old betrayal, Hera plans to destroy the child before it can take it’s throne as the last heir of Priam. Only Hades, God of the Underworld stands in her way, and finds himself getting closer to the child than he had ever thought possible. Theodore Lowsely, a historian and archaeologist, will find a scroll most mysterious that leads him into the foray of a battle between two gods while discovering a secret about himself along the way. Connected by time and pulled together by fate, these two stories will shake the very foundation of Olympus.

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The year is 3040, The place is Temple City, a sprawling metropolis in the heart of a vast valley surrounded by sea on one side and desert on another with a mountain range smack on the far end making traveling to the place on whim a difficult venture. Despite being a former vacation spot for the wealthy and powerful, Temple City is not at all a place for the faint of heart. With every step one can find dirty dealings with extensive consequences from seedy night joins, numerous rackets, drug pushing, sextrafficking, and any kind of illicit act one could think of in a place of sin and vice. Like most places, Temple City is home to sinner and saints alike and the saints composed of the working class and the downtrodden always seem to find their way to Det. Ian Baddwulf's front door when the police conveniently forget to search the nooks and crannies of the forgotten places for the missing and the dead, the people call on Ian Baddwulf to do a bit of snooping now and again. His tendency to sniff out trouble and to stick his nose where it didn't belong have made him an invaluable asset in his profession not including his skills pertaining to his inherited infliction with Lycanthropy.