the unsettled a novel

Centuries before Rainn was ever born the government released proof of aliens after years of keeping secrets for fear of global outcry. With people's eyes being shielded by a global pandemic, they granted no reaction. That is until they also released and exposed all creatures and cryptids, exposing them from the shadows and causing an all-out war between monsters and humans. Canon-balling into the world's next apocalypse. Rainn is forever trapped in the body of the year she was turned, 19. Follow her journey of love, battles and self-doubt in order to come to terms with her parent's untimely death and her own newfound immortality.

I was locked inside a demon forest i am scared and shaking in fear in front of me there was the person who was the cause of all of this he took me in his arms the realization hit me hard "I HATE TO BE IN HIS ARMS BUT I AM FINDING COMFORT IN THEM" i loved the villain and let me tell you guys about this

And the truth is ... Sometimes you need To burn the bridges To sail smoothly Across the ocean Of your life. Live . LOVE . Laugh. = LIFE DIE . HATE . CRY took this from -ryan .poetry

'' it's a story about a girl whoe destiny is not set by the gods because she was a god or devil whose destiny can't be written just like that of any others. She was descended to earth to regain her power and can hold her position, and to get revenge from her nemesis who made her to regain her powers again, but she was cursed to not recall her memories until she turns into two different powers in same body. Of course, her love life wasn't as normal as others. Read further chapters to find out the mystery of her parents, love life, the curse, her reincarnation and revenge. ''

Weddings are a ritual that binds two souls for eternity. An arrangement that requires each to serve one another with whatever they have and will have in the future.Assets come together, liabilities find an equal balance and equity remains a challenge. A funny arrangement, isn’t it? It is hard to assess who has an upper hand. All we can say is that there are two hands holding each other while grinding a cliff with no rope and direction. So you hold, pull, make mistakes, stay, look for possibilities, unrest each other while comforting at the same time. But the more there is to climb, the better the view turns to be. Well, in marriage, there are no guaranteed views even after the hardest climb because it is never about the destination, it is all about the way you got there. Marriage is the greatest day in the life of an individual because from now on your individuality is shared with another person, and you both will do your best to bring out the best in each other. My name is Vani, and with great grace, I would like to invite you to witness my greatest day, as I hold his hand and keep on holding to it for the rest of my life. I have found the true love of my life. We have been in a relationship for 6 years. We had a good share of laughs, care, fights, and other things under the Sun. Finally, the doomsday is next week after eight months of rigorous effort of getting approval from my mom. I want the day to be perfect and as remarkable as it could get. Everything that will be noticed by our guests is a precise decision taken by us together. I am finally getting the chance to wear my mom’s wedding lehenga on my noteworthy day. She claims the most benevolent lehenga in the whole world. After all, she is the world’s best designer and she figured out how to improve the excellence and enchant the outfit for me with her own innovative thoughts. Yeah! I needed to drop a couple of pounds to fit myself into it. But I am amazed at how she has taken really good care of it, and from this day forward, it will turn to be my responsibility. While talking about whether to redesign the choli or not with my mother and unloading the wedding bag, today, I found a journal and a few letters to my father in my Mom’s cabinet. Furthermore, I am sure you know what I did with that diary. I took that journal to my room covertly and there began a page-turning journey that went on for a lifetime. The letters weren’t dated but they all surely were about me. Whatever I have known of them, I never really could find someone like them - after so many years, my mother’s adoration towards my father resembles a recently married couple. The density, depth, and intensity of love from their generation are astounding. The romantic tale of my folks has seen an incredible portion of high and low points, but they somehow learnt the trick to always come across together. But they say every love story is not a fairy tale. Love like theirs is just found in stories. Since I still have seven days left and most of the major tasks are taken care of, I’d like to change the course of my life with everything I’ll unravel in this diary. I do realise that pursuing somebody’s personal journal is an awful habit yet I can’t prevent myself from doing it, after all, what more would I ever reveal for myself than what I already know about my parents. I know they’re this happy couple who stood by thick and thin by the end of their time and hence, I just wish to know this secret element as a weekender read before I walk down that aisle towards the new uncertainty of my life. Hence, dear readers, this is Vani, Sole Chairwoman of Ghunmay Corp. Signing in today to testify to the most beautiful love story I have ever come across, yes, a love story because as I’ve dug into the pages, I believe that’s how she has written it too, a narration of forever love.

Humans are physically weak compared to an animals claws, fangs, or venom. But that wasn't able to hinder humans from becoming sole kings atop the food chain. Mainly it was thanks to their wits, ingenuity, and most importantly. Guns... Firearms! Machines! Explosives! NUKES! It was humanity's true strength. Finding ways to make life easier and more convenient through technological innovations. And add petty desires to win wars into that. Cornered and the situation hopeless, Ex Soldier turned Gunsmith Naomi Farlean departs the mundane world and wakes up in one of those fantasy wish fulfillment type of setting. Knights able to smash boulders using fists! Dragons molding kingdoms and cities into flame filled graves! Demented Demons screaming in the name of slaughter! Armed with the knowledge of making firearms. Naomi finds herself on a quest to save not only her own skin but to search for a place for herself in this brand new ludicrous world. Magic and Swords are nice. But how would they fare against modern human's tool for bloodshed? May her bullets be endless. Watch out! There's a new sharpshooter in town! Original Idea By: LittleEccentric They gave the idea to me.

Was it truly possible to be free from him. From her cruel father. Was there a way she could really, fully hate him. Where she could truly despise him with all her heart, with all her being, and not secretly hoping for something, for something real, for love. Even if it was just the smallest kind.

A girl with a penpal. . . In a mafia world full of guns and chasing cars. . . A man goes missing. . . The government is hungry for power. . . Savannah is desperate to survive. But what she has may not be enough. For a lot can go wrong with just-- A pen and a gun?

Jackson has always wanted one thing- for things to go his way every once in a while, but not even that is possible for him. His life has never been great. If you were to ask him to describe life in one word, he would say "Hell." His life has been nothing but hell for him and it hasn't gotten better. After things were finally going his way, it all slowly goes back to hell. One thing leads to the next, but how much can Jackson take, until he does something he might regret.

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"