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Stars In His Eyes

She, has always refused to let go of her childhood pride. Initially, he forced her into submission in the harshest way possible, which made her despise him to the bone. At twenty, she abandoned her husband, followed a man she thought was worthy of her, only to end up being violently mistreated. Yet, it was he who raised her from the rain when she was at her most helpless moment. Fate brought her back to her eighteenth year, for a do-over. She emerged from her cocoon, when hate was replaced by regret, she shed her thorny exterior, but does she still have the right to pursue happiness? But why does he always remind her in the coldest voice, "He Zhilan, I don't want the He Family to raise an ungrateful wretch." Or menacingly warn her, "He Zhilan, don't force me to take away your freedom!"

The Eyes Of Wonderland

*Spin off to The Little Of Oz.* Isaac Reid was the villain of his own story. Stuck in a rut and babysat by his own twisted emotions and negative thoughts, he was on a fast track to nowhere and he was losing friends everywhere he looked.Yet, when a one night stand turns into something far more, Isaac finds himself questioning everything. Who he is. What he stands for. His . . . sexuality. Everything. Deacon Baxter, the freak of a man with a disturbing interest in the world of all things kinky, had made him question everything. But Isaac was, in his own words, toxic, and somebody like Deacon, or anybody, for that matter, could never care for somebody like him. Right?

Supernatural Insight Eyes

He was once a presence in the assassin world that made people tremble at the mere mention, and had retired from the assassin world for many years to live in the mountains with his master, teasing nuns and practicing martial arts every day, leading a leisurely life, having washed away all traces of his murderous aura. However, when the old man asked him to come down the mountain to protect a woman, it gradually tore away the mysterious layers of Ye Qiu's demeanor. His skills were extraordinary, and he possessed a long-lost technique of acupuncture. He was both righteous and evil, attracting countless beauties to fall in love with him. What was even more mysterious was that he had a pair of "Supernatural Insight Eyes," seeing through everything.

IN THE EYES OF THE KILLER

The world is bright, even brighter than what I imagined. The first seventeen years were dull, spending all my time touching all things, pretending to be satisfied with the texture of it. Mom whispered, "The world is cruel, it's better for you not to see it." Dad uttered, "Secrets are meant to be secrets. If you heard that "access denied" don't ever cross it." The confrontation lacks weight as they try to intoxicate me with various information as I grow up. Let me ask you, what's essential? Is it your sense of smell, your privilege to hear things, your ability to taste everything, or is it your hands? Ever considered living without your sight, who are you? You define yourself as to what people tell you. You dress yourself the way they wanted too coz after all, it's their satisfaction that matter. You touch things to feel it, hoping your brain can understand what's behind a rough or a fine surface. From the start, you are seeing things differently to what they see for your eyes are their mouth and they only tell lies. Grandma said, "Be contented Lucy. You are denied of something for you are gifted about something. Isn't it fair?" Grandpa said, "You'll realize it as you grow older. You'll realize in time how having no sight is more of a fortune than a disgrace." Until I get older and my egocentric psyche grows with me, holding my hand and even taking over me. I wanted what's theirs, I wanted to have those. Let me have it please. Let me have a chance to see until I regret it. Regret seeing my mother cried in your hands, you cruel beast. You deserve to die. Let her live. Discord server:

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