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La Heredera Divorciada, Dueña de La Mina de Oro Oculta

A Herdeira da Mina de Ouro Oculta Divorciada

First imagination fanfiction with some background songs In the story, there will be more interaction between Myoui Mina and Kim Seok Jin Do not copyright my work! Bonus story, another cast will be arriving from Twice The story will be using Bahasa Indonesia, English, and Korean language, just find it in the story, I won't tell where is that Note: the writer using Mina Twice as Face Claim, so, maybe the next story is still secret.

she's an assassin succubus who likes to sleep with handsome men

the continuation of "The Story Begins" novel is here, will be more interaction between Kim Seok Jin and Myoui Mina, do not copyright my work!

It is a tale of an underworld princess, the Princess of Vuzgaria. Vuzgaria is a demon-ruled kingdom dwelled in the realm of Demonkins, or "Demon" in the tongue of mankind. Mina "Xuzredar" Vuzgal, or Mina Vuzgal in short, is the story's main character. The story will comprise her unforeseen adventures that lead to her prophecy and whether she will fulfil what's been foretold. The plot advanced from her homeland, the under realm, to realms beyond her comprehension. Throughout the journey, Mina will meet all kinds of creatures and beings and little by little, she will discover the destiny bestowed upon her.

When a shy college fresher, Nisha, enters an all-girls hostel, her world turns upside down. A cruel ragging dare forces her to share a kiss with her mysterious roommate, Mina. What begins as an act soon spirals into a secret bond of desire, protection, and forbidden emotions. In a world of blackmail, secrets, and passion—can their love survive the judgment? A slow-burn, steamy Girls' Love story full of twists, emotions, and dark romance. Note: This is a work of fiction. All characters, incidents, and places are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

In storm-soaked Breakwater, street hustler Ash Moreno lives by one rule: get paid, stay unseen. Then a routine job becomes a tenement fire, and he drags a silent girl from the smoke. Mina doesn’t speak—she draws. Puddles, cranes, faces without eyes. Too often, the sketches come true. Overnight, fixers smell leverage, COA patrols push deeper, and every “easy” job turns into a setup. Partners burn bright and burn out. The city calls it renewal. Ash calls it a hunt. He can’t save Breakwater. But with Mina’s pages darkening and the net closing, he can still decide what—and who—he’s willing to set alight.

All I want is to protect my baby sister, but is getting dragged into an assassin training programs and a secret agent service a wise way of doing it? I just want to live a peaceful and easy life but I guess that opinion was thrown out of the window a long time ago. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I'm new to writing stories, so please give me some constructive criticism that will benefit me and my writing abilities. Feel free to comment some of your thoughts and ideas about what should or should've happened. Thank you for reading this story.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?