msa beatrix

The sound of guns... The darkness... The smoke... Then, oblivion. Everyday, I am haunted by my nightmares. Everytime the thunder roll and lightning strikes, I shivered. Looking outside my window, I am writing my daily journal and poetry today... To release all the pains and tensions from my past. And I wrote.. December 18, 1980 Myshkin, Russia My beloved, Have you ever ask yourself... What's your life purpose? If.. Are you doing the right thing? Are you on the verge of confusion, loneliness, unhappiness and being stagnant? Day dreaming into your own world? Too much questions filled in your heart and mind. Too much of everything that you don't want. Too much! To clear out my confusion and to have more clarity about myself, I dig deeper inside me. Reminiscing my childhood moments and cherish them. Facing the darkest and painful moments of my memories. Those memories of repeating horror, memories of loss, memories of death. Yes, I did face it all. I cried hard. After decades of those patterned memories... This is the first time that I realized.. How I treated myself so badly. And I really wanted to give back to myself. By appreciating my past. Appreciate yourself more... Love yourself more... And you will discover more... I have discovered each words, all feelings, expression, harmony just fits well to take steps in writing this poem for my past. ***A LETTER FOR MY PAST SELF*** My dearest self in the past... I have been visiting you lately in a vast... You are carefree, immature and FEARLESS, You go out more, loving the sun and grasses, Full of sweat and sun-kissed from above. Joyous days, feet touching stones and green Oh How glorious those days have been Flowing like water in every storms within And wind touches, caressing my skin Telling me, It's ok dear, everything has it's purpose". A path full of journey and a dead rose All those rise and fall, I am with you... All those tears and laughter, I am with you.. I am always with you til the end of time

The sound of guns... The darkness... The smoke... Then, oblivion. Everyday, I am haunted by my nightmares. Everytime the thunder roll and lightning strikes, I shivered. Looking outside my window, I am writing my daily journal and poetry today... To release all the pains and tensions from my past. And I wrote.. December 18, 1980 Myshkin, Russia My beloved, Have you ever ask yourself... What's your life purpose? If.. Are you doing the right thing? Are you on the verge of confusion, loneliness, unhappiness and being stagnant? Day dreaming into your own world? Too much questions filled in your heart and mind. Too much of everything that you don't want. Too much! To clear out my confusion and to have more clarity about myself, I dig deeper inside me. Reminiscing my childhood moments and cherish them. Facing the darkest and painful moments of my memories. Those memories of repeating horror, memories of loss, memories of death. Yes, I did face it all. I cried hard. After decades of those patterned memories... This is the first time that I realized.. How I treated myself so badly. And I really wanted to give back to myself. By appreciating my past. Appreciate yourself more... Love yourself more... And you will discover more... I have discovered each words, all feelings, expression, harmony just fits well to take steps in writing this poem for my past. ***A LETTER FOR MY PAST SELF*** My dearest self in the past... I have been visiting you lately in a vast... You are carefree, immature and FEARLESS, You go out more, loving the sun and grasses, Full of sweat and sun-kissed from above. Joyous days, feet touching stones and green Oh How glorious those days have been Flowing like water in every storms within And wind touches, caressing my skin Telling me, It's ok dear, everything has it's purpose". A path full of journey and a dead rose All those rise and fall, I am with you... All those tears and laughter, I am with you... I am always with you til the end of time. You have no choice, we are both destined. Oh loving sun and dreamy moon, Grace us the light in our path divine, My past self, I thank you! For the wonderful memories... In my troubled present, found peace in you. Beatrix ********************************************** As I closed my journal... I just hear my Nana's footsteps and call out. "My princess, it's dinner time. Don't forget your coat, it's a bit freezing today!." "Yes, coming Nana!." I checked myself in the mirror for the last time, before sharing the table with Nana. The beauty in the mirror speaks of simplicity and elegance. I'm tall at my age of 15, around 183cm, with soft silver wavy hair and emerald green eyes. I'm looking at the reflection of my mother. And before my tears fall. "Beatrix?" A hint of annoyance in Nanas voice. "Yes, sorry Nana." Then, we silently eat our beetroot soup. In the same month, in different year. Our mother gather all of us, her children, near the fireplace hearth, made of granite and marble stone. My eldest brother Maxim played the piano while my older sister Annika played the flute. While me and my mom, cheerfully singing. Then, our beloved father Dimitri, joined us in our joyfulness. Amidst our liveliness, the commotion outside the House of Oblonsky raised our fears. People shouting with torches and guns. My father Dimitri was stunned. I'm crying in horror. I hugged my father...for the last time. When.... My small voice... bellowed "NO!!!!" "Mama, Papa..." "Maxim, Annika..." 

A pessimistic teenage basketcase faints and icks at the sight of romance. She never fell in love; love fell on her. Injured and lovesick, her perspective on love shifts. After a journey of laughter, she needs to part ways. Tragedy collapses on her as she realizes that she is no longer loved. In despair, her manic tendencies cause chaos as her shattered soul longs for revenge.

When the Heavenly Dao Failed, A Hero Raise from the Darkness with Sword.

“Even if I lose my memories, my name, even myself... I will find you again.” Reiji once lived a life ruled by apathy—using others, destroying lives, and leaving behind nothing but broken pieces. But when the one person who truly cared for him became collateral in his schemes, her last words haunted him into death… and beyond. Cast into a purgatory between lives, Reiji faces the echoes of every soul he has hurt. In this darkness, a voice offers him a chance—not of forgiveness, but of redemption. Reborn in a quiet, strange world, Reiji meets a mysterious girl named Mina. She knows things she shouldn’t. She speaks without judgment. And somehow… she feels familiar. As fragments of past lives emerge and old sins resurface, Reiji must decide: Will he repeat the cycle of destruction, or will he finally learn what it means to live—and love? A Japanese reincarnation fantasy blending soul-deep sorrow, quiet redemption, and the unbreakable bond between two wandering spirits. From a Japanese author. A story where karma, memory, and fate intertwine.

Samsara – A Way Samsara– A Way follows the story of Dhruv, an ordinary college student from Delhi, and his friends, who travel to the quiet village of Lalghat to attend a wedding. What begins as a simple celebration soon turns into a nightmare when they unknowingly step into the hidden world of the supernatural—a world of ghosts, ancient tantra, forbidden rituals, mysterious Paths, and horrors that have existed alongside humanity since time immemorial. As the veil between the ordinary world and *Gupta-Loka* begins to lift, Dhruv is forced onto a path from which there is no return. Witness how he survives the horrors of the supernatural through nothing but his sharp mind, quick thinking, and unwavering determination. *What to Expect from My Novel * An intelligent protagonist who survives through both luck and intelligence. Dhruv is capable of making ruthless decisions when the situation demands it. He values logic over emotions and will manipulate, deceive, or sacrifice if it means surviving. * Do not expect the power of friendship or unwavering loyalty to save the day. This is a world where trust is a luxury, not a guarantee. * And if you're looking for a cliché romance, this isn't the novel for you. Romance exists, but it is far from the focus of Dhruv's journey. * Indian folklore, myths, and supernatural entities brought to life. * A dark supernatural horror atmosphere filled with mystery, suspense, and psychological tension. * Ancient tantra, occult rituals, and forgotten traditions inspired by Indian mysticism. * A unique cultivation-inspired **Path** system rooted in Indian spiritual philosophy. * Ghosts, spirits, and terrifying entities inspired by real Indian legends and folklore. * Gradual world-building that uncovers the hidden realm of **Gupta-Loka**. * High-stakes confrontations where knowledge and strategy are often more valuable than raw power. * Moral dilemmas, sacrifices, and the ever-blurring line between good and evil. * A slow-burn journey that follows an ordinary human striving to become someone truly extraordinary. *Update time; Monday to Friday.

When someone is recognised for their positive perspective on life, the disappearance of that quality can lead to a crisis of self. He eventually comes to be referred to as Hamsavida, and this narrative recounts his journey.

In the year 2030, Samsara Online, a 100% immersive VRMMORPG that allows players to bring their innate real-world skills to the virtual world, is launched. With terrifying analytical ability, inhuman reflexes, and monstrous reaction speed, Xie Feng's travel starts into a world that he will gradually discover is not as normal as it seems. It was also from that moment that Xie Feng's life started to deviate from the norm, changing his destiny completely. ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ Note: In chapter 4 it might seem that something is forced, but trust me when I say that it is not. Everything has a logical reason, I just hope you continue reading to discover it! Note to readers who dislike the harem: The harem in this novel will not be like in 99% of the novels where the protagonist only picks up girls madly. This harem has a logical reason and a specific destiny connecting the protagonist with the girls. Believe me, if it wasn't a harem, at the end of the story you would just cry. Tags: Romance - Harem - R +18 - System - Reincarnation - Virtual Reality - Game elements - Student life - Mystery - Espers - Revenge - Cultivation - Gods - Demons - Angels - Fantasy - Adventure - Strong to Stronger - Cruel MC ********** Support me: https://www.patreon.com/XIETIAN

[Irresistible MC + Farming & Entrepreneurship + Strong Female Lead + Cute Baby + Love Rivalry + Farming System + Male Competition] Deng Yuyuan wakes up to find she has transmigrated into a period novel about a "pampered group darling" — as the biological mother of the vicious female villain. The female villain has a biased grandmother, a mooching uncle and his family, a blindly filial father, and a spineless mother. She was a small-time thief as a child. As an adult, she committed every kind of evil — constantly framing the female lead — and ultimately met a miserable end. The female lead is the only daughter in another family, doted on by her older brothers. The villain targeted her out of pure jealousy. And now, Deng Yuyuan has become that villain's cowardly mother — and the villain herself is currently just an ugly, wrinkly-faced infant. The blindly filial father loves his wife, but gives all the good things to his own mother. He says to his starving wife and daughter: "Xiao Yuan, come drink some water. I specially heated it for you." Deng Yuyuan looks at her own bony frame and her tiny child — and decides to get a divorce. Goodbye, useless husband. She's going to raise this little cub with an abundance of money and love. No way she'll go astray this time. Lost one husband, gained a crowd of suitors. A beautiful sent-down youth coveted by many — she knows some self-defense and burns the midnight oil studying. With the reinstatement of the college entrance exams, she takes her child toward a much wider world. Riding the wave of the times, Deng Yuyuan works her way up to become a gaming tycoon and a cutting-edge scientist... Except — why are so many men fighting to be her cub's stepfather?

【Career-oriented female protagonist + Love-struck male lead + Entertainment industry + Variety show + Satisfying sweetness】 Renee Morgan, a newcomer in the entertainment industry, learns of her predetermined fate as a minor female supporting character in a dream. She is the queen of minor roles, the resilient type, blazing with fighting spirit, illuminating many female stars. Renee Morgan: "...To hell with being a minor character. Anyone who dares use me as a stepping stone, I'll make sure they fall flat." Wendy Aldridge, also a newcomer in the entertainment industry, wants to use her as a control group. Renee Morgan: Ok~ Half a month later, Wendy Aldridge, who was supposed to become famous as part of the control group, ends up being cyber-bullied and is urged to leave the industry? Renee Morgan, who was supposed to be cyber-bullied out of the industry, becomes an overnight sensation and a top-star. The rival company's leading actress, backed by influential figures in the entertainment circle, snatches the main female role, leaving only the role of the female third lead for her. Renee Morgan: Ok~ Four months later, this drama explodes in popularity, all supporting roles become famous, and the female third lead role becomes a classic. The biggest stars, male and female leads, are left with no buzz? ... Later, Renee Morgan finally achieves her dream, winning the Best Actress Award with her acting skills, and announces her relationship on the day she receives the award—she is in love. He's just a regular person. One day, Morgan all over the country sees familiar figures appearing in the news and rushes online to share: Is this the Best Actress's ordinary boyfriend?