The Tyrant's Pet

Lost Sunrise

World War II ended over four years ago for Joe Martinson and when he returned home to his little Indiana town, he hoped to forget the past and move on, but if you ask his father Henry, Joe never moved on and all he does is hide from the world behind the lens of his camera. Joe is convinced he can exist in his quiet, uncomplicated life, burying the memory of all he faced, that is until he comes face to face with Elizabeth Thompson, his one true love from long ago. At a time when Joe and Elizabeth are lost in a world that seems to be changing before their eyes, they come face to face with their past, and the possibility of a future they never imagined. As they rekindle their love affair, Elizabeth teaches Joe to confront the ghosts of war. She helps him find a life that was almost lost to him, but she also helps him tell his story, their story, which will forever change both of their lives.

The sinner Tears

"I can't change my face nor my past," he said. "I don't remember asking you to do so," I said. "Why then," he asks confused. "Because we are the same," I said intervening my finger with his. ___________________________________________________________________________ o different people with different personalities destinated to be with each other. Bothered with their own pain and problems world through at them. He had lost all the hopes in his life for happiness. She wasn't afraid of him. She believes him. She saw his pain and wished to heal it. But there were walls surrounded his heart too hard for her to break And they were his fear of the reason he longed for her love.

Gently Dying

Somehow, it's not until he's staring at the cold corpse of his Empress that he realizes what he's lost. And somehow, it's not until he's running into the nursery that he remembers their daughter is dead. It's like he's waking up from a dream, only to find himself in a nightmare of his own creation. If only that woman hadn't enchanted him, if only he hadn't met her... Or: In which Emperor Jian Li finds himself reborn five years before his Empress' death, in the body of a sister he previously didn't have. He fully intends to murder his former self.

The thing we can't reach

Love is something that you receive whether you like it or not. Rejection can never make it stop. When Wolde Samuel stumbled into Tsegereda’s world, might as well into a trap, love was established. Them being from different places and their rulers seem to be in a glaring competition or the fact that Tsegereda is currently engaged doesn’t seem to help at all. Will they get what they want? Will they finally have their peace?

AS A LIFE

MY ONLY LOVE I : SHIP DREAM

Being orphan made Josh Wu Ji Long struggling for his life since young age, but he still had big dream to own a big ship. It lead him to work on the ship company. There he felt in love with the boss daughter Caren Liu Jia Ling, but the boss didn't approved their relationship. One day the boss died and his daughter begged Josh to saved her father company. Josh has quit from the first company, someone framed him. Because of his sincere heart Josh got another job and became successful, now he owned big ship company. Will he help Caren ? What will happen to both of them after being separated for long time ?

PEARL!

Having decided to bring out a Journal, the Editor racks his brains for a suitable name with which to christen his periodical. Friends are generally useless in an emergency of this kind; they suggest all kinds of impossible names; the following were some of the titles proposed in this instance: "Facts and Fancies," "The Cremorne," "The All Round," "The Monthly Courses," "The Devil's Own," and "Dugdale's Ghost"; the two first had certainly great attractions to our mind, but at last our own ideas have hit upon the modest little "Pearl," as more suitable, especially in the hope that when it comes under the snouts of the moral and hypocritical swine of the world, they may not trample it underfoot, and feel disposed to rend the publisher, but that a few will become subscribers on the quiet. To such better disposed piggy wiggys, I would say, for encouragement, that they have only to keep up appearances by regularly attending church, giving to charities, and always appearing deeply interested in moral philanthropy, to ensure a respectable and high moral character, and that if they only are clever enough never to be found out, they may, sub rosa, study and enjoy the philosophy of life till the end of their days, and earn a glorious and saintly epitaph on their tombstone, when at last the Devil pegs them out. Editor of the "Pearl."