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/*/ Warnung/*/Warnung Bereiten Sie sich darauf vor, in eine Welt einzutauchen, in der Lust, Sünde und sexuelle Ausschweifungen keine Grenzen haben, Sexualität dominiert und Fantasien lebendig werden. Jeder Ihrer Träume wird in dieser elektrisierenden Sammlung erotischer Kurzgeschichten garantiert zum Leben erweckt /*/WARNUNG/*/WARNUNG/*/ (BL EROTISCHE SZENEN)

The poems correlate to personal and world problems that almost everyone can connect with; some poems are humorous and are metaphors toward inanimate objects. A few poems are dark and twisted while others are pure imagery, relating to and bringing light toward objects and ideas. The collection, “Fetch,” intertwines horror and thriller to explain everyday problems and human action while sprinkling fantasy elements on top. (Trigger Warning for poems 1 and 4: Don't read if you've been/ are suicidal and struggle with/ had struggled with an eating disorder.) Written: 2018-2019 Tags: #Humannature, #Dystopian, #Gothic, and #Romanticism.

ETCIU (Ego Te Cogitavi In Unum) How did a person fall in love? Meet Jyle Aizen Martins. The man who's aromantic asexual. By its barest definition, someone who doesn't experience either romantic attraction or sexual attraction to the other people around them. The person who is not only have a cold personality, but also have a cold heart. But, he met her. Meet Leigh Risha Hawthorn. The woman that have bubbly personality, a little bit clumsy and never get tired to makes Aizen smile when she met him this last summer. But, does someone who's aromantic can fall in love? Leigh thought too. Aizen thought too. Not until one event twisted their almost story and all Aizen can say, "Ego Te Cogitavi In Unum. I thought you're the one."

I was born from two opposite blood: good and evil. Actually, there are three of us. The cursed triplets they say. Possesses powers that everyone fears. But good for my siblings, they only possessed one side of our parents. One is good and one is bad. While me? Both. So sometimes, I can't control the powers I have. That's why they separated me from my two sisters. They took me away from them, trained me to control my powers, punish me if I do something wrong, enrolled me in a school where everyone's threatened to me, bullied me, hurt me. But it's okay. I didn't want to get hurt so I just let it go. Until I couldn't take it anymore. One day, I made the best mistake in my life. I was sent to exile, never to return again. And I was happy. I lived far away from them, yet I was treated the same. Until I met Storm Gabriel Isaac. Everything has changed. Or so I thought. Because the person whom I thought changed me, was also the same as I am. A wretched man.

Jikad Nivada, a billionaire's son finds himself in a sticky situation when a psychotic ex gets her revenge on him. Without proper knowledge of the spells,she offers him up as a peace sacrifice to an alternate world. He wakes up in the strange kingdom of East Sagia which happens to be at the brink of war with the Western Kingdom of Sagia. Plunged into a foreign world a young boy comes to his aid,Garam who he shall foster a friendship with that trasends into brotherhood. Will Jikad figure out the reason why he was transmigrated into this place and emerge victorious? Or will the strange world swallow him up without giving him a chance to spread his wings.

Sometimes, detachment isn’t a choice. Sometimes, it’s the only way to stay whole. Jin Sol is silent. Weak. Overlooked. But in his silence, something ancient waits — not for anger, not for vengeance, but for the one spark he’s always lacked: purpose. A cursed pendant. A forgotten name. And a fate that only stirs when no one is watching. In a world where strength is everything, what happens when someone rises… not because they want to — but because they have no other choice?

The Fetch After his twin sister’s brutal death, 22-year-old Rowan Evans thought the worst was behind him. A month later, the nightmares began. He sees her everywhere — watching, waiting, dying in ways that soon become his own fate. Each time Rowan dies, he wakes again… but not unchanged. A mysterious mark burns deeper into his flesh, counting down to something far worse. Whispers speak of an ancient force that binds the living to the dead. To survive, Rowan must uncover the truth behind his sister Reagan’s death — before his final life runs out. And this time, he may not wake up.

In a decaying city consumed by poverty and rot, Lucas, a frail young man working in an old engraving shop under the care of a mysterious man named Lin, lives a life shaped by constant pain and quiet resignation. The streets are broken, the air is heavy, and nothing in his world feels alive anymore. Everything changes when he and his friend Dean discover a child hidden inside shattered barrels. The child bears a carved mark on his skin… the same mark that exists on Lucas himself. From that moment, reality begins to shift. Lin reacts as if he has been waiting for this for a long time. A strange, almost ritual-like act is performed over the child—blood is used, silence follows, and the boy dies in a way that feels unnatural, as if his existence was never entirely human. Whispers spread of something approaching from the north—things that look like humans but are not. When they take the child to be buried beneath a lonely maple tree standing outside the city, Lucas touches the body. And something inside him breaks open. Pain erupts through his mind like a flood of buried memory forcing its way to the surface. The world dissolves into darkness, as if something ancient has finally recognized its own return.

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?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.