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The Villain's Beloved

Rania never believed in dragons, fairies, or any sort of magical beings. But all of that changed when they came — Magi, an entitled race that had the power to control nature. What’s worse, they didn’t come in peace. They came to conquer and turn their planet into chaos. One night was all it took for Rania’s world to turn upside down. A night that killed her loved ones, and had her captured by this wicked race to be a plaything of their king. How would she survive in this world full of enemies? Where is hope? Where is freedom? Where is salvation? Come and join her as she unfolds history and uncovers the secrets within… even if everything is not what it seems. "When the chosen one Who is not one of us Unveils the hidden Truth The barrier shall be broken And the path to the unknown shall open But take heed and be weary For in the unknown lies trials untold The pits may be fiery But take heart! For history is about to unfold!" - the Prophecy _____________ Author's Note: This book is a remake version of "The King's Beloved" written with better quality, more in-depth characters, and a better plot for a more immersive reading. If you love traditional books like those in Kindle or printed books, you'll love this version more. _____________ Don't forget to VOTE, COMMENT, and REVIEW Instagram / TiktTok: macy_bae_writes Discord Server: https://discord.gg/hWB6mmt _____________ Please do not plagiarize this book or post it on different platforms. Read directly in the Webnovel app or website (webnovel.com). All rights are reserved to the author.

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MELANCHOLY OF A SHATTERED HEART (Part 1)

The memory that once made you happy, now makes you sad.

The love that once fulfilled you, now leaves you empty.

The warmth that once caressed you, now left you hurting.

Thousands of kinds of medicine have been made to cure all sorts of illnesses and diseases

Yet not one was created to relieve us from the pain of losing our loved ones. 

Simply because… there is no such thing. 

Death is indeed such a terrible, terrible thing.

It robs you of your life, of your future, of people you treasure.

The person whom you were just laughing with a moment ago, 

Now gone. Just like that.

It won't give you time to prepare—oh, no it won't. 

It won't give you a choice.

And all we are left to face is the cold and bitter truth that

We will never see them again.

We will never see them smile again, or be angry, or sad.

We will never hear their voices again—talk to them.