psyche sentence

Kalian pernah dengar bahwa sebenarnya di dalam tubuh yang mati, ada jiwa yang masih hidup yang bisa saja bereinkarnasi atau terlahir kembali karena ketika jiwa tersebut masih kotor akan dosa atau bisa jadi masih mempunyai urusan yang belum terselesaikan. Dan inilah aku. Aku adalah jiwa yang berinkernasi dalam dua kehidupan. Dan ini kehidupanku yang kedua. Jika biasanya seseorang yang bereinkarnasi tidak mengingat dirinya dilahirkan kembali, itu sangat berbeda denganku. Aku mengingat kehidupanku sebelum kehidupan kedua ini, meski aku tidak tau kehidupanku sebelumnya apakah aku juga jiwa reinkarnasi. Yang aku ingat tujuanku dilahirkan kembali akibat rasa balas dendamku yang menggebu kepada seseorang.

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Would you rather sell your soul to the devil and get your revenge, or would you let go of all those things and live happily, pretending you never lost your family in the past? What path would you take if someone plotted and killed all your happiness? Would you choose revenge or forget it all? *** Iris was just an ordinary lady. She lives peacefully with her family while being a commoner. This is what she wanted most, peaceful life and a happy family. She couldn't ask for more. However, one night ruined everything, her family died on her birthday. She had nobody until someone helped her. Along the way, she was secretly adopted by a noble family who had experienced the same tragedy. However, will she be able to live the life her family wanted her to have? Or will she walk down the path to get revenge? "Psyche, pull yourself together! That is not you-----" "I've changed a lot and you couldn't understand what it feels like to lose your family. It already makes me a living corpse.” If the lady takes the path of revenge, will Psyche be able to become a worthy villainess? If so, will she then be crowned Queen of Vengeance after assuming the throne or die full of regrets? -------- AN ORIGINAL STORY -------- Cover Pic From Pinterest ctto ^^

After three years of marriage, Evelyn finally got pregnant. She thought it would be the happiest day of her life until her own husband’s hands pushed into hell her. Evelyn went to the company to inform Alain about her pregnancy, only to be met with the sight of him having sex with his secretary. Alain had betrayed her. “Let’s get a divorce,” he said, the three years of affection crushed like worthless paper. He showed no shame as he continued his affair right in front of her, under the guise of nakedness. “Fine,” Evelyn agreed. She looked proud and aloof. She swallowed the news of her pregnancy, holding it tight in her throat without uttering a word. But as she turned away, she burst into tears. She returned home, prepared the divorce papers, signed them, packed her belongings, and left. But on the way, Evelyn fainted because of her foetal derangement. A kind man took her to the hospital and left her with a beautiful wish. Other than that, she knew nothing about him. Five years later, Evelyn had a successful career and a peaceful life with her young son - Dennis. But one day, her son brought a strange man home, none other than Alain! Evelyn was stunned. Her ex-husband had returned, shamelessly begging her for forgiveness, wanting to regain her and Dennis. He wanted her to come back to him. But Evelyn didn’t agree. Despite Alain’s coercion, she refused. And at that moment, “he” suddenly appeared, unexpectedly and silently as he did five years ago. He pulled her up from the depths and slapped her ex-husband directly in the face with one sentence: “You’re not worthy of her.” ... Umee: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.

Ravaged and desolate, the Old World perished beneath the polluted sky. Radiation and infestation plagued the Earth all while a mere fraction of the human population remained. Of that rapidly diminishing population, a man approaching his thirties found himself entangled with Earth's current "War Lords" -- a pathetic bunch of insecure men who dominate what remains of the blue planet. Thrown into one of the prisons, Cain is ruthlessly prodded and experimented on. Subjected to radiation, gene altercation, and given various poisons and toxins alongside a slew of potential antidotes to match -- Cain became the War Lord’s guinea pig. Only after satisfying their voracious greed for revenge did the War Lord’s finally grant Cain some semblance of mercy. Strapped to a metal chair with a thick steel collar hung around his throat, Cain prepared himself for death. While his body slowly melted underneath the heat of one of the War Lord’s new experimental serums, an unfamiliar women’s voice called out to Cain. Summoned by a random girl in another world, she calls Cain a demon. “Demon?” Cain questions. But then it hits him — he’s been reborn and summoned. It’s a two-for-one special! *** Follow along Cain's rebirth and his unfortunate summoning into another world filled with trials, tribulations, and tragedy all composed by yours truly, thelostboy. Side note: I've tried this writing thing before and it's a lot more taxing than I was expecting. Rather than continue my old story that I fell out of love with, I figured it would be all-around more enjoyable for myself and my readers to create something I'm newly passionate about than return to shallow waters. Also also, once I get into a writing rhythm again I plan on creating a Patreon for early access chapters, I've decided not to Contract this novel for the more respectable, mature approach -- begging. May we pray I write something good.

"What is the most sinful sense that a person has?" In a world full of discriminating eyes, full of eyes who's always watching every step you make, every decision you want to make. How can you escape? How can we escape reality? How can we change their perspective? If an eye, is the most sinful sense a person can have.. how can we stop it? Is it possible or not? Sapphire Willowfield will do everything just to cure herself. To stop this pretension every time in front of the people. But, little by little she's feeling like to give up. Will a woman-hater Dhazzire Apollo can help her? [THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION]

She smiled as the world burned. He watched, bound by duty and the weight of justice. Selene Blackwell, 24, the youngest inmate to be thrown into Redboiler Prison — a maximum-security prison where only the worst of monsters are kept. They called her a psychopath. But Chief Caelum Rothwell sees something else. Beneath her cunning grin and mocking eyes, he finds a story buried in blood and fire — and something far more dangerous: a reason. Trained in rules, discipline, and the cold hands of military law, Caelum never thought he’d bend. Not for anyone. Not even her. But when a spark blooms between the sinner and the one sworn to lock her away, boundaries blur. Truths unravel. And love begins to rot the bars they built between them. One smile can rewrite a sentence. One lie can trigger a war. In a prison where secrets fester and the law is absolute, how far will you go to save the woman the world has already condemned?

This is a book made up of three short stories that are unrelated to each other. Can read standalone. [One Sentence]- Aria woke up one day to realize that a serial killer is in town. Oh no, not just a serial killer, but the killer seemed to target only her family members and friends. Not knowing what could be happening, she found herself fighting to stay alive. But what is her mistake? Why chase after her? She came to understand that a simple sentence she made casually brought her, her dooms day. How can she be a survival when the killer has come to kill and destroy? [Karma]- A woman received an innocent hello on Facebook but she decided to ruin the man’s family instead of chatting with him. At the end, Karma came into the picture. [Pride]- Sarah and Sean are a loving married couple, one could say they are perfect but they have only one problem, they both have pride. When the other does something, both will pick offense and non will apologize or seek for peace but neither of them know that one day that same pride will not only destroy their marriage but will leave one of them seriously heartbroken with regrets and a lot of had I known’s. A short story with moral lesson A must read Publisher：i&i Publisher

Will doesn't care! Not about school. Not about his absent parents. Not even about the girl who just died in front of him. But when he sees the twisted, smiling figure that pushed her—something only he can see—his life begins to unravel. Dreams blur into reality. And a girl named Love appears, pulling him deeper into a world where emotions are beings, and the mind is a battlefield. What if the Evil Spirits you see... are reflections of yourself? My Psyche follows Will, a distant, detached teenager with a mysterious connection to the supernatural. As Will becomes entangled in strange, otherworldly sightings, his recurring dreams, his isolation, and a girl named Love who may know more than she lets on, begin to unravel a deeper mystery,one that challenges Will’s perception of reality, morality, and himself. My Psyche is a dark, psychological supernatural story that explores emotion, detachment, and the hidden forces that play behind human tragedies.

Aria woke up one day to realize that a serial killer is in town. Oh no, not just a serial killer, but the killer seemed to target only her family members and friends. Not knowing what could be happening, she found herself fighting to stay alive. But what is her mistake? Why chase after her? She came to understand that a simple sentence she made casually brought her, her dooms day. How can she be a survival when the killer has come to kill and destroy? Publisher：i&i Publisher