inexplicably guilty

He said, "Everyone has judged me guilty, what about you?" She said, "Maybe." He laughed, "So what are you going to do?" She said, "Find evidence, either to clear your name or to catch you, and then wait for you." He said, "Fine, it's a deal." The purpose of this blurb is to set the mood, don't be misled. This story is extremely sweet. A suspense-romance novel, updated with 3000+ words before 8 PM from Monday to Saturday. The author, an old guy, takes a break on Sunday.

"Speaking of knowing things…" Kyle said slowly, "You still haven't given me a chance to tell my story." "I know," said Andrea. "I was having too much fun speculating. Finding you like this is a gift, and I don't want to tear the wrapping off all at once. ‘Building up the anticipation makes it better.’" Kyle blinked again, then gave a quiet snort of recognition at his own words being thrown back at him. "So what is your speculation?" Kyle asked. "Oh I don't know, probably something utterly disappointing. Did they pick you up for speeding on the way to the farmers market? I guess that wouldn't explain the uh…" she gestured at his injury again. "It wouldn't explain that now, would it. Oh, I know! You got into a fight over the last piece of bluefin!" Kyle just shook his head slightly. "No? I guess it's too much to hope you did something really exciting like rob a bank—You're not secretly a cat burglar are you, Kyle? Lose your balance breaking into an art gallery? No…?" Kyle looked unamused. "Very funny, Chuckles, would you mind taking this a little more seriously?" "Of course," said Andrea. "Very serious for a lawyer to have been arrested. You could be disciplined. Disbarred! Why, we might not see each other in court anymore. Wouldn't that be a shame." "Wouldn't it though," replied Kyle. "So that's the kind of guy you think I am? Stealing fine art and fighting in fish markets?” Andrea pondered some more. "I know!" she exclaimed. "Did you get into a fight with someone's boyfriend? Did it turn out that you were your young lady's bit on the side, and you ended up having a domestic dispute?" Kyle winced. "Is that it?!" Andrea had been teasing, but it seems like she had touched a nerve. To whatever degree Kyle had seemed like he'd been playing along, even as worn down as he was, that last remark had left him deflated. Kyle hung his head. "It wasn't like that…" "Oh sure, like you haven't been collecting notches on your bedposts." "I'M not like that." "You're not? That's not what your reputation says, out there collecting numbers and breaking hearts. I heard that you were a real ladykil–" "Andrea! I'm not–" Kyle shouted, grabbing her hands. His hands were strong, and his grip so tight it almost hurt. His expression so intense, frustrated and hurt and… scared? Andrea knew she had been twisting the knife a little into something that bothered him, but what had caused this reaction? It was only for a moment, then Kyle seemed to catch himself and let go. He slumped back in his chair and slid his shackled hands back below the table. Andrea leaned back as well, adding to the distance, and folded her arms, no longer smiling. She glanced at the duress button out of the corner of her eye. If Kyle had kept holding her as tightly as he had been, she wouldn't have even been able to reach it. "I think we're ready for storytime now," she said seriously. “I think you had better start at the punchline. What have you been charged with, Mr Wynn?" Kyle took a deep breath before he raised his head once more. "Murder, Ms Mason. First Degree Murder." *** Andrea Mason, a defense attorney who cares more about justice and protecting her clients than just winning cases. But the one man she hates to lose to is her rival, the arrogant prosecutor, Kyle Wynn. Kyle represents everything Andi hates about unscrupulous win-at-all-costs lawyers, and for years they have traded arguments in the courtroom and barbs in the hallways. Their paths cross again when they find themselves on a high-profile murder trial. As much as Andrea might despise Kyle, she can’t believe it when HE is charged with the horrific murder. But she is even more shocked when he asks for her to represent him at trial… *** #SLOWBURN #STRONGFL #CRIME #MURDER #FLIRTY #ROMANCE If you want to know what to expect, check the reviews! ฅ^-ﻌ•^ฅ Burrito says to join here: https://discord.gg/qr7eUnxT2F

Elwesburgh, 1961——Aletris Averell welcomes his new neighbour, Esmund Llevric, who also appears to be his new lecturer in the university. Aletris finds his body undergoing queer changes ever since. When he comes across various peculiar visitors from the other realm, Esmund Llevric's true identity is eventually being brought into the light. "A man who seeks one's own death is a sinner. Sinners shall be condemned to hell, shall be burnt eternally, shall never be brought to redemption… Unless one agrees to sign a contract with a DEMON." Tell me, which DEMON have you signed a contract with? Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, any resemblance is purely coincidental. Content suitable only for adults ages 18 and above. May include prolonged scenes of LGBT+/NSFW sexual content, and/or heathendom content.

There are three stories in this book. The first is the main story. The next two are the side characters' love stories. BOOK ONE: (COMPLETED) She closed her eyes and recalled that day which was the lowest point of her life that led almost to depths of despair and might have ruined her future. "Without that incident, will I be able to reach all of these? Would my life had been better or worst? Should I be thanking him now instead of hating him?" Without delay, he hugged her tightly. He heard her gasped a little and stiffened. Thus, he loosened his hold but didn't let go. He whispered in her ear, "I'll make sure I'm the first and last man in your life." She loosened up then rest her head on his chest and softly said, "they said a conservative man is a novelty nowadays, are you?" "Yeah, I'm a novelty borne just for you." This is a story combining cooking with romance. Let's accompany a girl named Beauty Ferol, on her journey from being bullied to find love while exploring the world of culinary with the support of a certain Your Romeo. Expect to see a lot of dishes that spiced up their lives. From the author: This is my first time writing a novel and I'm not a native English speaker. I want to thank for droopy for editing the first 60 chapters. BOOK TWO (Contained IGMB's two side characters' love stories) PART 1: ELUSIVE MISS' PORTRAIT (Sheila's and Hugh's Love Story - COMPLETED) Hugh can't forget her sad face and bewitches him. He paints her face in a canvas and searches for her. For two years he searches but ends missing her. He gives up and leaves it to fate. Unexpectedly, the next time he sees her will be at his cousin's wedding, as his partner. PART 2: JOHN'S ADVENTUROUS ROMANCE (Dr. John Rivera's love story is full of romance, drama, and action. All characters from the main story will be inter-playing here.-COMPLETED) Dr. John Rivera believes the Diane Castillon who newly stepped out from his office was exactly the person he fell in love with back in college, but he heard she died years ago. She remembers him. That John, girls surrounds him, and she doesn’t want anything to do with him. He lost the battle before because of his hesitations. But this time, he will aggressively pursue her and make her his forever… but there’s more waiting for John and will bring him to an adventurous ride of his life. Please read my latest and ongoing book: The Sorceress' Heir: Blossoming Youth and Power and Last Man Standing in the Apocalypse

"Why are you doing this?..." her usual domineering tone turned extraordinarily soft in a heartbeat as her rosy red lips quivered softly. Her breathing hitched as she felt a cold hand on her nape pulling her head closer. She looked up and a pair of sterling silver eyes caught her gaze. His silver locks fell on his forehead covering it entirely as he looked down at her to acknowledge her question. "You are the reason I do everything Kiaraa..." _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ A war between fire and ice, the outcome could never be estimated. Their lives were so close yet it felt so far at the same time. He wanted her despite the dispute surrounding them but what could Lee Kiaraa possibly possess to make Adrian Kim go to the end of the world just for her? She was short tempered, strong, witty and independent. Her words alone held fire in them and every action of hers had indecisive reasons. She was a trouble magnet but she couldn't care less about her problems as she had a powerful family to back her up. But even with the power she held, her troubles still caught up to her and she had no other choice but to depend on him for help. Not knowing him too well, she trusted him blindly and he helped her with silent reasons, guiding her with utmost care like she was a fragile egg. His actions held many questions but she couldn't say a word but rather masked her curiosity with her mischievous acts. Blinded by her problems, she wondered if he was really her ally or her enemy. His reasons finally came to light when she realized that he was the root of all her problems. A glimpse of her vague memory from childhood gradually unfolds. The situation seemed deeper than she comprehended but it seemed to late for her, she had fallen... Would she accept him when she eventually knows the truth?

Everyone is distanced from one another. Families separated, friendships broken. This is the future society. Government corrupted, leading to a new way of life for its citizens. Rationing of food, no more liberty for the young society. Students are now used only for their intelligence. Education becomes harder, and those who fall behind, are left to the end of the totem pole. There are no second chances. At least, that's what Huang Renjun was told. But that was before he met Lee Jeno in an alley way walking home after school. And after Lee Jeno showed up, his best friend, Na Jaemin,that he's not supposed to have, eventually made his appearance. Renjun knew it was wrong. But how could he not? He finally found the bright colors to liven up his dull gray life he had been living. What he was 'given.' If they get caught, a whole new case will form. And they might be the guilty party.

"Yan Xia, you aren't good enough to bear my children! "Yan Xia, you betrayed me. I want you to stay by my side for the rest of your life as a way of making it up to me." "Let's get a divorce! She's back." The man tossed her a divorce agreement and returned to his first love. Throughout the three years of marriage, Yan Xia was constantly humiliated. They got married because she became pregnant. In the beginning, the two of them treated eahc other with respect. After Yan Xia accidentally miscarried, Jiang Huai's attitude changed completely. He treated her like an enemy. She knew that's what she was in his eyes. Not only did she accidentally miscarry, but she also thoroughly embarrassed him. He suspected she might've cheated on him with another man. Jiang Huai refused to let her become pregnant again. Each time they had sex, he would make her eat contraceptive pills. Little did they know, she had long lost the ability to bear children. In fact, she was also allergic to contraceptive pills. Yan Xia's mother-in-law was eager to have grandchildren. Seeing that Yan Xia couldn't get pregnant after three years, she began to insult her by calling her a hen that couldn't lay eggs. Yan Xia's sister-in-law said she brought bad luck to the Jiang family. Even Yan Xia's biological mother blamed her by saying she'd have grandchildren running around by now if Yan Xia hadn't miscarried three years ago. Yan Xia, who was treated harshly all this time, finally gave up. She signed the divorce agreement and never looked back. After getting the divorce, Jiang Huai brought his first love for a pregnancy test and bumped into Yan Xia. He saw a pair of twins in her arms. "Yan Xia, whose children are these?" He asked through gritted teeth.

Ethan awakens from brutal betrayal within the confines of a bed; his body wracked with intense pain. The mysterious, provocative Kian treats his wounds, telling him of the poison now riddling his body. “His kiss, it tastes of blood and bitter tears…” Desperate not to die, Ethan follows the stranger back into the world of cultivation; a place he so fervently wishes to forget. But peace is not so easily obtained. “Is it the sight of the blood that's gushing—? Or the feeling of fleshy bone resisting the blade— But she's quick, desperately clamping her arms and legs around him to keep him in place— I stab. And stab repeatedly; blood splattering against my cheeks. And then I twist, and twist; twisting the blade in slowly.“ Evil sects and righteous sects. Demons and Monsters. Immortals and the damned. Traveling through a society of hypocricy, Ethan encounters others with strangely similar tales; kidnappings and horrific torture. And the experiments he can’t ever forget. A catastroph that ultimately changes him from a young boy into— Well, just what is he, after all? “There was blood on his hands; the red so red it stuck to his fingers like dye. He wiped and wiped but couldn't wipe that coppery paste away. The darkness. The metallic stink—“ And just what was Kian searching for? Why does he say it’s found? And why? Why do his eyes always, always go cold? What, exactly, is Kian? And why does Ethan find himself completely bound? “In that place of blood splatter and broken wings, he'll be sure to reap what he's owed.”

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Nur Hakan--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. He had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him.  A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son"  His father, Emre Yousef Hakan--A tyrant man. He handed Nur the keys to the Hakan's estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his tyrannical reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him.  Conversing to him on estate matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters.  Though months passed. One faithful night, he received the news.  "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet.  The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent "Hakan estate" Where he would find his "relatives" people who they had lost connection to the very day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily.  He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was.  Clutching around the fine wood, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Just then--the door clicked, there entered, Ali Demir, his father's advisor, now his. The silver-haired man walked to him, hands clutching at piles of documents. He then conversed to him on the future and that to attain his will, he must marry. Nur's face turned pale, marriage--A chapter that he had closed long ago. After his previous marriage in Ankara to his childhood sweetheart--Eylul Aydin. He remembered her end--how his father mercilessly unlived her and their unborn child. Nur had also rejected this idea prior to his mother's death. Yet--Ali continued, "the bride had also been selected" His jaw flexed as he raked his eyes at him, "Did you...? Ali shook his head, "I wouldn't dare... if it wasn't the very own wish of Mrs. Hakan" Nur sighed, a part of him was uninterested and the other part? --merely curious to who it was. Ali continued, the bride is from one of the Kaplan family branches. "Who...is it? Nur's voice came out, flustered. Ali's mouth parted, "Ayse Azra Yildiz" His eyes widened, his chest tightened. To be continued>>>>>>>>>>

When Kai is pulled through a portal into nothingness, nothing seems to happen. Days, months, years, decades, nearly a century later, Kai is released from his prison. But something has changed. He no longer has a body, a form, and instead is a being of pure mental energies. To survive, he must feed on the crux of what makes us human- our emotions. A journey of small joys found in the ocean of stresses and sadnesses in life, and the eventual end of one beautiful thing leading to the birth of another. AUTHORS NOTES - The first volume (1-34) issues with the consistency of the actions of the main characters. The gap time taken between posting the final chapter of the first volume and the beginning of the second volume was to ensure these issues would be remedied for the rest of the novel. I personally think the ending of the first arc really makes up for all the issues with the novel, so you should totally give it a try!