allegiant story

This time I yelped in pain and he smiled at me and said menacingly, "Human girl oh human girl. Haven't you ever read any fairy tales?" He chuckled spurred on by his own agenda, as I whimpered in pain and continued his taunting. "How many times have they instructed you not to go into the woods alone? Alas you couldn't help yourself could you?" he questioned me rhetorically, chuckling darkly. "The adrenalin had you hooked! You weren't scared because you have been running in these woods for months. Nothing ever changed you know where every pebble lies." My eyes went wide as I wiped some blood off of my face. He had been watching me, that knowledge made me shiver in fear and stopped my blood cold. "Oops," he retorted in mock surprise. "Cats out the bag, I know you Xander, well i know your face and how you run and that sometimes you like to sing along outloud." ______________________________ This story is not about the girl who got lost in the forest ... its about the badass wolf who chased her.....

Hopes, dreams, beliefs and loves, treasures of a mortal man all were crushed since that fateful day. Heeding the call of Marianne, one day I left behind my weeping mother, my distraught father, my dear cottage and my darling sweetheart, embarking into this so-called Great War as a chevalier. Tears, blood and bitter rains made those four years an arduous eternity. In this journal contained the entirety of the most earnest soul and heart of a young cavalryman, who at many occasions since that fateful day had nothing but one wish: to live long enough that he may be able to read these hastily scribed tales of a time long passed to his children. And he did. In honour of the Seventh Cavalry Brigade’s standard-bearing and wine-smuggling commander, whose sacrifices made the survival of this journal and its writer possible.

When you think everything is fine, everything is perfect but at some point everything turns upside down. Just one night changes everything and everyone tells you that you are not YOU. You see that you just do not exist. What will you do next? How long will you last until you forget who you are too

A Tall Wall. A man with forgotten ambition. A room of dread. A hope slowly extinguishing. And a motivation from sudden rumination. Can he escape?

What happens when the world you live in was not the same. When you see your reality shatter right in front of you, your ideals, your common sense, everything shatter. Then a dragon came out of the hiding who was living in your house for quiet a long time. then after that you were attacked by a Vampire, then from a werewolf and then everything you can think off. "What the fuck just happened". That's the only he could say. ================================== ================================ Get Daily updates on my P.atreon Link:- https://www.pa.treon.com/Daoist0TtDC5 You can also support me PayPal :- https://paypal.me/Daoist0TtDC5?country.x=MY&locale.x=ms_MY Give me Ko-Fi :- https://ko-fi.com/daoist0ttdc5 Join my discord for Photos :- https://discord.gg/kkMJyNvvgD

Our escape from poverty. Now our escape from the solution to poverty

"Let me go you bastard!" I screamed at Callan but my screams just made him enjoy my struggle. Fucking sicko! "Stop fighting it Anaïs, we're mates and you can't change that" he told me calmly as if he hadn't just asked me to do the one thing that I could never imagine doing. Loving Callan Baraed.. "Let me go Callan or I will kill you!" I screamed at him again. I tried to push him away, I tried to pry my hands away from his deadly hold but it was all in vain. Callan was an Alpha and his strength was unmatched especially to that of mine, a regular pack she-wolf. "Anaïs, you're mine and no power in this entire universe can change that" he whispered in my ear making sparks fly around us, electricity was shooting through my blood as if I'd put my finger inside a power socket. Fucking mate bond! "You're dreaming Callan! We're like the opposite poles of a magnet, we're the last people meant to be together. The goddess made a mistake" I told him. He was the guy I've hated forever and now the fates are telling me I have to love him? That went against every molecule of my body. "The goddess never makes a mistake and opposites attract princess" he breathed into my ear making me shiver. His words just made me more furious and struggle harder to get away from him. Satisfied with the effects his words had on me, he finally let me go. He gave me one last stupid smirk of his and exited the empty classroom. Ass!

When you think everything is fine, everything is perfect but at some point everything turns upside down. Just one night changes everything and everyone tells you that you are not YOU. You see that you just do not exist. What will you do next? How long will you last until you forget who you are too

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"