Every thing seems working as planned for Mia when she gets promoted as project manager. A nice house 
 on EMI, an international vacation with her son Ryan and increased say in company's decisions are few things on her mind.But everything including her precious job looks suddenly at stake, when the company is bought by a giant MNC which is headed by dangerously good looking, rich and smart CEO Stephen, who is set to make every thing upside down.He is prince of CCC corporation,but Mia is not there to fall for Cinderlla's fantasy,not again.She can't let any one sweep off her feet,her dark past doesn't allow her, not even in her dreams.Will Stephen let her go so easily? what has destiny planned for them, will life give them a second chance?

IT really EVER dies and if IT returns one more time then one last time for EVER but if HOW should all THIS be possible we try to answer this question with our fanfic with all our love for the Loser Club and with big thanks to Stephen King

What if your parents decided to agree to a marriage you dont want?
Stephen have been in love with Estella all his life and when a chance to have her
came knocking on his door he isn't going to let it go away.

"Your parents owe me millions, and i need a bride." Stephen said casually.
"Why are you saying this as if it's something so serious?! How can we marry each other without love?!"
Estella said hysterically.
"You might think that there's no love involved. You'll be surprised." Stephen answered.

"When is the last time you were in Bangor?" Huxley asks, turning off the expressway.

When we woke up this morning, and he said he had a surprise for me, I won't lie I worried. So far, surprises from Huxley have included walking into precarious situations or waving fake guns at people who broke into my apartment. I wasn't quite sure I could handle another Huxley surprise.

After a quick shower he hustled me into the car and we took off on the freeway. It wasn't until we started driving inland and I noticed the signs for Bangor I realize we had to be going to the famous town. There's not a lot of places in Maine to visit.

"Um..." I think very hard on how to answer his question. "In high school. I distinctly remember Katy and I getting in the car and coming to shop on more than one occasion."

"You drove all the way to Bangor to shop?" Huxley asks, checking my answer from the corner of his eye.

I give a halfhearted shrug. "They have a real mall." A real mall. Not the outside open-air shopping center located between Pelican Bay and new Pelican Bay that Katy likes to call a mall. A real mall, with doors you have to walk in to get to the shops. Food courts. Loud speakers. A pretzel stand.

"Did you know Stephen King has a house in Bangor," I recite the well-known fact every person from Maine knows.

Huxley smiles. "Why do you think we're here? It's top on my list."

I laugh. When he said sightseeing, I didn't expect him to mean it. "I didn't take you for a King fan."

"There're often lots of down time overseas. When you're waiting for information on a mission or need someone else to carry out their part of a plan. I did a lot of reading. King got me through long nights."

"King gave me lots of long nights." I don't think I slept for a week after I read It. Why my school librarian thought it was acceptable to let a sixth grader read that book I'll never understand.

Huxley laughs using his blinker to turn as we drive toward the large downtown area of Bangor. The city is much larger than Pelican Bay. Over one hundred thousand people live in the surrounding areas, and the downtown area shows it. The main street is longer and the buildings taller. Everything from cute cafes to art shops and places to buy antiques. There's never been this much variety in Pelican Bay. And we haven't even hit the mall yet.

"Is it okay with you if we drive by Stephen's house first and then do a little shopping downtown?" Huxley asks.

I don't miss the way he calls King by his first name, as if the two are best friends. "Sure, do you know how to get there?"

As I said before, I haven't been to Bangor in years, but the other thing the city has, which Pelican Bay doesn't, is reliable cell service. With a working smart phone, I can bring up the directions rather quickly. Truth of the matter is Stephen King doesn't spend much time at this house since it's such a popular tourist attraction, but I don't plan to tell Huxley that and ruin the excitement for him.

He taps a finger to his head twice. "I've got them right here." Like a little kid waiting for Christmas morning, a smile stretches across his features as he takes the few turns required to get on the path to the much-hyped home.

"Ohhh, while you're here we totally need to go see the Paul Bunyan statue."

"You guys have a statue of Paul Bunyan?" Huxley's eyes narrow as he takes another turn. How hard is it to believe that Maine would have a giant statue of Paul Bunyan?

"You don't have a statue of Paul? It's the main thing. You can't visit Bangor and not get a picture of Paul Bunyan. You get bad luck if you don't."

Huxley turns off the main road into a small side area with housing. The streets are lined with large houses the people paid a pretty penny for to live here. Stephen King doesn't live in squalor. The car slows as Huxley spends more time looking out the window to see if he can spot the house than he does focusing on the road in front of him. I've seen Stephen King's house and not much has changed to the brick exterior, so I take over watching the road.

"There it is," he exclaims pointing out the side window.

Sure enough, the red brick mansion comes into view on our side. A black wrought-iron gate with bat-like features at the posts instead of traditional lions impede very little of our view. The spider-web-like gate is open giving Huxley a straight shot to look at the mansion with its white wraparound front porch.

It really is a beautiful home even without Stephen King living there. If you didn't know he wrote blood and guts, you could easily see Danielle Steel sitting at the desk writing historic love stories about a time that got away.

The trees are in full bloom and cast a shadow on the lawn, including a dead stump which has been cut off and left to sit.

"You think he's inside right now?" Huxley asks, not taking his eyes off the large home.

Probably not, but I don't want to ruin his fun so I play long. "Probably writing something important."

"My brother, the one who died, wanted to be a writer after he finished his service. He planned to put in his twenty years and then write war stories like Patterson but with scary creatures like Stephen King. He would've been amazing."

I rub my hand against Huxley in a comforting way. "I bet he would have."

"I may have followed him into the service, but there's no way I can finish out the rest of his dreams. He had a wild imagination."

"Well, if you're unhappy in Hawaii," Which I still find crazy because who wouldn't be happy in Hawaii. It's so beautiful there. "It's time for you to find something you do enjoy. Live for Huxley this time."

My words sink in as he nods his head still staring at Stephen King's home. It's as if Huxley lived for everyone else—first his brother, the military, and then me. I hope he can decide what he wants to do. And when he does that his plans include me.

"Okay, let's go shopping," he says putting my car into gear and pulling away from the famous house.

"Exactly what every girl wants to hear."

"We can park downtown. Right?" Huxley asks.

I nod. "Hopefully you have money for a meter." Downtown Bangor is bigger than Pelican Bay's Main Street, but it's not that much bigger. We should be able to walk it in a reasonably quick time. I like to shop, yes, but I only work a part-time job at a club and pick up random shifts at the bakery. Money is tight lately.

Huxley follows my directions out of Stephen King's neighborhood and drives back toward downtown Bangor at an even pace.

"Wait! We forgot about Paul. Turn this way," I yell and point in the direction when I see the area where Paul Bunyan's large statue is located. Huxley follows and we find the tall flannel plaid man just off the road.

He is a total tourist trap, but you have to see him when you're here. I don't make the rules. I just follow them.



A fun, humorous romantic suspense series from USA Today bestselling author, Megan Matthews!
Pelican Bay Security is full of hot former Navy SEALS, a small costal town in Maine (with a crime problem), and a group of Bakery Girls waiting to cause trouble. 

When I moved here to set up a new security company as a fugitive recovery specialist, I didn’t plan to find my next-door neighbor breaking into her aunt’s house. I also didn’t expect the random henchmen harassing her for diamonds she insists she doesn’t have.

Tabitha is running from an ex-boyfriend, and I desperately want to help. As a former Navy SEAL I have the skills to deal with almost any idiot willing to give his girlfriend a black eye. Her lies, drama, and ex-boyfriend catch up with her and it may not be something I can handle on my own. I just hope if things turn violent, we both come out alive.
#explicit #Suggested age 18+
Pelican Bay Security is created by Megan Matthews, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

All is well after the suspected death of Princess Amelia and Princess Alexandra. A palace wall surrounds King Cedric's palace, with guards in every gate and corner of the place. The gate remained closed from visitors outside the kingdom, and even from their people. He had to make sure his palace is safe, especially his family, from Midas. Although guests are not allowed, everyone in the palace is allowed to go in and out.
In those twenty years, there never was a ball held in the kingdom. Sure, they were invited to neighboring kingdoms for balls, but King Cedric didn't want any more celebrations to be held in Crystalia. He banned any royal celebration to be held in his palace. The kingdom was never the same ever since.
The princes, now grown up, carried on with their royal duties. But they don't take their lessons seriously and would much rather prefer doing their past-time hobbies. Prince Alexander, on the other hand, takes them seriously in preparation for his time as the next king. As the eldest and the heir to the throne, he has no time for hobbies other than reading and writing in his favorite spot at the palace library. Prince Charles loved to practice swordfight with the palace staff and his tutors. Prince David learned archery and horseback riding and would practice at the wide fields outside the palace walls with his horse. Prince Stephen loved to go out and explore, wanting to know his kingdom outside the palace walls better.
But they all share talents in music that they got from the king and queen. There are days when one or all of them would be in the music room and play instruments. It was one of their past-time hobbies as a family. Even King Cedric or Queen Adela would sometimes be alone in the room playing an instrument.
One morning, the king, the queen, and the eldest prince are having breakfast, with the three princes running late. They arrive three minutes later, and King Cedric watched the three with pursed lips. He had to discuss something with his sons.
"Good morning," Stephen greets everyone in the room.
"You're late," Alexander scoffs.
"It's just past three minutes. Nothing too serious."
Alexander kept himself from rolling his eyes at his brother. Sometimes, they get on his nerves with late arrival or noise at the dining table.
Cedric clears his throat. "Glad for you three to join us. I have something to discuss with you four."
He waits for the princes to be seated and to be served their food before he spoke.
"It's been pointed out to me that your behavior is not proper. Other people have been observing you lately whenever we come to visit kingdoms."
"You don't socialize much with other royalty," Adela added. "Well, except for Charles. He's been quite good with socializing."
"Is it really necessary to talk to other people?" David asks.
"Of course. You have to make connections with other people. It can help our kingdom in times of help. And of course, the time will come when you all have to get married to princesses."
"Do I really need to marry a princess?" Alexander asks.
"Yes, Alexander, as heir to the throne," Cedric replied.
"But I don't think Alexander has to marry a princess to be king of Crystalia," Charles said before taking a bite of his food.
"It's a law, Charles. He has to marry a princess to become king. Now, we have visitors, and she and her daughter will live here until you four behave properly as princes."
"What are they here for?"
"To tutor you."
Stephen furrowed his eyebrows. "Isn't our classes enough?"
Cedric's eyebrows were furrowed slightly. "You need extra tutoring for your behavior. And you don't take your classes seriously."
"We are serious, father," Stephen defends.
"I mean not just spending your time on your hobbies and meeting princesses. You have to be prepared for your royal life. And please, be punctual. Punctuality starts at breakfast, and you three failed this morning."
The three bowed in embarrassment. "Sorry, Father."
A castle guard comes into the dining room. "Your Majesty, the duchess is here."
~~~
"Do you know who the duchess is?" Charles leans and asks Alexander in a whisper as they stood still, waiting.
Alexander answers without looking at his brother. "I have never heard of her, or her daughter at the very least."
"Maybe this girl is the one you're going to marry."
Alexander chuckles sarcastically. "I don't think so."
"Why are you-"
"Catherine, Charlene, I'd like you to meet my sons." Cedric and Adela walk in with two ladies. "This is my eldest son, Alexander."
Alexander takes the duchess' hand and kisses it. "Pleasure to meet you, your Grace."
Catherine smiles discreetly. "Charming."
Alexander moves on and greets the daughter of the duchess. "Pleased to have you here, my Lady."
"Thank you," Charlene kindly smiles as she lets Alexander kiss her hand.
"My lady." Charles bows in front of her, and Catherine nods her head once. At the back of Charles' mind, he felt judged by her. But upon greeting Charlene, he felt as if maybe he's thinking too much. Charlene smiles sweetly and innocently, a complete opposite of her mother.
The two princes received the same treatment as Charles', with Charlene making them feel comfortable after her mother's rather curt nod and stare.
Adela speaks up. "Right. Now that we got to meet everyone, let me take you ladies to your room and we'll have a tour of the palace after."
"Sounds delightful. Thank you, your Majesty," Charlene answers politely, and Adela smiles at the younger lady's politeness.
The three ladies leave the room, while Cedric talks to the four princes.
"Behave properly. And do what the duchess tells you. She'll know what to do."
"Yes, Father." The princes replied.
The king leaves the room, leaving the princes in the big room.
"Is it just me, or Duchess Catherine is judging us?"
"Not just you, Stephen."

A miracle in the kingdom of Crystalia has occurred. For the very first time, the king and queen gave birth to two princesses named Alexandra and Amelia. But this miracle was taken away too soon by a dark sorcerer.

Years later, Alexa and Amelia, two ordinary girls, knew something is waiting for them out there, and they have yet to find it. They are set for a journey that will change their lives and bring back what was lost.


(Author): I'll change my writing quality if you readers like.

Kyle and class S-1 including some of the students chosen to travel on the whole island. All of them had arrived in the forest, the island is so humongous, its like you can made your own city in this place but Levion promised the dragon king that they will share the island. If the promise was broken, then the dragons will strike the academy and destroyed everything that levion had built. But that will never happen cause it was made as a commandment. The total of the students were 2000, the chosen students to travel in the Dragon forest are only 51 students. Everyone was surprised by it's nature, it was like a normal forest but you can see alot of dragons everywhere on the sky and mountains are everywhere around them. They're 200 meters away from the Academy and as you saw the nature outside of the academy for the first time, the surprising feeling will never stop.

"Indeed it is beautiful, students, the forest outside of the Academy is indeed beautiful as you see, but we are not here to have fun or doing children stuffs, Professor Garciano, the science teacher gave you this modules to examine around the forest, and I'm here to make sure that none of you will die in the middle of the class cause there is a rule you'll not suppose to do", Valir asked.

All of the students in front of him nodded.

"Never underestimate the dragons, and never touch their eggs or else they'll kill you for that, so be sure to have teammates with you to defend yourselves. I cannot save you if your far away into those mountains, so have fun for your class", Sir Valir warn them the consequences cause Dragons were harmless creatures but unless if you underestimated them and a single touch of their eggs or so.

Everyone then spread out,  same as the other class and the 2nd, 3rd, 4th year students. They have the same notice by their instructors as they spread out to the forest forming a group so they won't get killed just like what they've ask.

As Kyle was walking writing his module studying that pretty looking flower that he didn't see that before and examine diffrent kinds of dragons flying, sitting, and do nothing. They seem harmless but he heard they'll attack if he do something they don't like. Yesterday was strange after all. Frinfillia didn't gave him any reports about something, his mission wasn't over yet and it is still continues. There is some rumours on the academy that there is some drug dealers giving citizens in the city with those drugs. It is not sure if its true or not, so Kyle still needs to investigate secretly.

As he was walking he notice a few meters from him, his brother Stephen was following where Jonathan is, he get a bad feeling about this.

'Why is my brother always picking on Jonathan every time?' Kyle wasn't happy, he still remembers about his brother do some sh@tty stuff to him. In the present, his still the same just like before.

"Gods damn it, he'll never change, is he?", Kyle



.......


Kyle was following where Stephen and Jonathan are going, as he was walking in the forest, he bumped into someone, he doesn't who was it but he felt shivered around his spine.

"Oh sorry about tha---" It was Kyle's sister Vanessa...again.

Everytime he bumpes into someone, it is the same girl as always. Kyle swears if it was some Gods who made this fate or some @sshole author wrote this to make this happened.

"Sorry I need to go" Kyle was trying to avoid of his own sister and get away but it failed.

"Wait! I got lost, I lost my sister around the forest and I don't where am i suppose to go, this forest is 5 times bigger than the Academy", Vanessa.

He needs to decide if he wants to help or leave her. As he wants to choose option two, he felt some guilt in him. He doesn't why but his sister Vanessa messes his childhood same as Alisa and Stephen, he promise himself to never forgive her but a bit of guilt started grow slowly as it forced him to support her. He has no choice then.

"Alright, I'll help you. Do you know the last time where you came from?", Kyle.

She shook her head meaning it is a No.

"Then lets walk around as we see any people",Kyle.

He doesn't know why he is helping his hateful person but it felt it is not right. He felt nothing towards his brother as he hold his head and smash it to the ground but he felt guilt towards her. Or maybe is because of sexism, he'll never reach the truth anyway.

As they were kept walking, Kyle saw a familiar face, it was Sparlia.

"Hey spar!", Kyle raise his voice towards her that makes her startled.

"Oh, hey Kyle", Sparlia.

"Hey Sparly!" Vanessa ran into her, she seems happy towards her like a child found her mother. Vanessa and Sparlia were best friends cause Kyle's parents and Sparlia's parents were friends as nobles that made them met each other after his disappearance. Vanessa was a 3rd year student and she was a 2nd year same as Jonathan.

As they were happy to see each other, Vanessa saw Sparlia's expression as Vanessa was worried.

"Uh, Spar? Are you alright? You seem a bit upset", Vanessa.

As she said that to her, Sparlia completely changed her expression and looks away from her.

"*Sigh*...It's Jonathan", Sparlia.

"What about him?", Vanessa.

"It's like I'm a bit distance away from him, I felt worried about him, also, I don't know where is he?", Sparlia.

While she said that, it reminded Kyle. A few moments ago, he saw his brother Stephen and his gang were following Jonathan in the forest. Why did he waste so much time on just a sexism guilt sh$t.

He snapped, he immediately ran as both girls saw him ran fast that made them shocked.

He ran back where the point he found Vanessa in that spot, he tries to find where Stephen and Jonathan were he hear some rustling not far from here and Kyle immediately investigating it. He look as he was behind the trees. He sees Jonathan was with Stephen and his gang. He then saw a bruise on his brother's face, he concluded that Jonathan punched his face and he knows what reason was it.

"Hoho, you done it now, bastard", Stephen.

'Shit, I'm dead now', Jonathan thought as he is making a mistake punching a rank 2 student. Meaning there is ranks on te academy

Ranks are where the people know if your strong. On the top 1 to 10 are the most strongest, Stephen was in the 2nd rank of the strongest cause if his strengthen and velocity magic. The top was Vanessa cause of her dark magic. But Kyle was on the below cause nobody can sense his magic and don't know his true strength. If the headmistress knows her partner was very strong but she cannot put hik on the top cuz the students will doslike her for some stupidity to put some magicless freak on the top. If all of the people in the academy knew he has the power to manipulate space and time, they'll be feel like ants towards him.

Jonathan knew he made a mistake, he just literally punch a 2nd rank student that will send him to death's door.

As Jonathan tries to back away, Stephen use [Sonic rush] and immediately caught his collar and shoved him to the ground, Stephen then picked him up again and punched him right in the face.

"You know that's a dumb move you weakling. Never mess with the strongest student in this school", He told Jonathan who has a bruise on his face and the two guys behind Stephen smiled for teaching his a lesson for punching the king. Stephen was. handsome on the outside but a dirty rag on the inside, they didn't noticed it.

Kyle was going to go help John but he felt imitation came out of nowhere. Not fear but fear around him and he is immune to it, and that feeling was defending himself.

'What is this? Why I felt there is fear around me?', He thought he imagined it but he felt somethings coming deep in the forest.

He then crouch and touch the floor to feel the vibration. 'Was it a dragon? No, If it was, wht would it walking around in land as they only fly if they are only flying creatures, they don't run fast on land', Kyle.

He thinks for a moment, he notice a big threat was coming.

Meanwhile, on Stephen and Jonathan.

"I don't care if you gonna kill me, if you did, what will happen if the headmistress, the students, your rank, your family will notice? And your rank maybe will drop. What will people call you then?", A few moments, Johnathan startes to laugh, he knows killing another person was forbidden in the academy. He likes to see if Stephen is the one will suffer next.

Stephen was started to irritating as he greeted his teeth.

"What, you think talk like that makes you tough? You think your stronger than me?", Stephen.

Johnathan than give off a smirk, this pisses Stephen off and he was about to punch Jonathan, suddenly a massive roar was heard. They immediately look at the other direction at the same time. They felt fear, and felt something is coming.

"What was that?!", One of Stephen's gang felt feared is taking over him. He cast his magic to fight but the three including Kyle hiding in that tree saw hundreds of dragons fly on the sky as they were running away of something. Dragons are strong creatures, there are more like hundreds of them, if there a hundred, meaning something is way powerful, scarier, and dangerous was coming.

A few moments later, a wave looking thing was coming, it was on the ground moving straight towarda the both of them, it is like a sandworm digging on the ground ready to eat them.

In a second, the wave stop as it went deeper on the ground.

But both of them knew it wasn't over yet, Stephen drop Jonathan cuz it is not the time to bully. They are on their battle stages, the creature might be in the ground ready to attack them.

Kyle read a lot of Demonic Hybrids who can dig in the ground, he hopes it is not that 'thing', if it is, it'll be hard for him.

A few seconds later, right behind them, it came out and it revealed itself.

As it shows itself, all of them including Kyle shocked in fear but Kyle only set on fear a bit. He notice that creature.

It is like a triceratops with ankylosaurus tail, it stands like a gorilla, red eyes, huge horns than a regular triceratops, two large teeth on the lower mouth, spikes on its back, and it's skin looks like obsidian, but it's exoskeleton is literally made of obsidian.

Kyle felt a bit of fear of this creature as it roar louder that makes the other student and teachers heard it.

*ROOOOOOOOOOAR!!!!!!*

"Diablo", Kyle mutters at its name.


                                   =End=

Kyle Holland, the youngest son of Holland family that serves the royalty of Verticol kingdom for generations.

Verticol kingdom which is one of the countries from the world of Grazia. It is a world relies and all races in there specializes in magic. In these world, magic is everything...Except for him. Who is a Non-magic user, cause he couldn't use magic. Always deemed by his two older sisters and one elder brother and being called 'Muggle' (Sorry to steal the name from harry potter cuz i couldn't name myself) by his friends.

He's parents, thinks that he would drop the Holland prestige also abandoned him. Walking in despair, he walked out from Verticol kingdom until 9 years later he came back with something extraordinary.

(This is my first book on Webnovel, so sometimes my english skills are a bit good)


Ability hint: "Let the fabric of reality freeze from my sight"

After Minos from the Jackal Bank left, Rubica had trouble focusing on what she was doing. She even poked a finger with her needle, but she didn't notice the finger bleeding. Ann couldn't watch her like that anymore and asked her to take a walk. She knew doing more needlework would end up having all of Rubica's fingers bleeding.
"Shall we?"
Rubica had already taken a walk earlier in the afternoon, but she gladly nodded to Ann. The fresh air that had the scent of flowers made her feel much better.
She walked in the garden, but then she saw Stephen coming out of the lab. He was supposed to be at Edgar's office guarding him, so it was weird he was out here, and he was even staggering a little.
"Doesn't… Sir Stephen look a little strange?"
"Yes, he looks as if someone broke his heart."
Ann replied with curiosity. Thanks to his handsome looks, rank, and excellent swordsmanship, he had been quite popular at Rubica's tea meeting. He had gotten several letters after that, but he refused all the invitations he received and didn't even write back any letters to the lovesick girls.
"So, which girl has made him stagger like that?"
"I don't think that's what this is about."
Rubica quickly stopped Ann's imagination from writing a sad love story. However, what she was thinking wasn't much different from what the others thought.
'Has something happened to him with Edgar?'
He looked so fragile that she just couldn't walk past it. Edgar was now acting sweetly as if he could do anything for her, but how did he act when they first met?
He kept saying and doing horribly arrogant things that completely shrouded his beauty. Stephen must have been hurt by him, and Rubica just couldn't ignore that.
"Wouldn't it be better to call him and find out what it is about?"
"Yes, I think so too. Sir Stephen?"
Ann called his name repeatedly in a loud voice, but Stephen couldn't listen. As he was usually keen even to the smallest sound, it made Rubica even more worried.
"Lord Stephen!"
Ann shouted so loudly that the sound rang through the garden, and Stephen stopped only then. He was a little surprised to see Rubica, but then he quickly wore his usual emotionless expression.
"What is it, madam?"
"Sir Stephen, is there something wrong?"
Ann and Stephen spoke at the same time. He frowned at Ann's question, but only for a second. But sadly, Rubica's maid didn't miss that small change.
"Oh, so something really has happened."
"Is it really a broken heart?"
"Well, it's time for him to fall in love."
The maid's talking eventually made him frown even harder.
"What on earth are you talking about? Do not misunderstand me."
He wanted to say he would leave if that was all, but he just couldn't say that to the duchess.
His knights had changed a lot after the tea meeting, and he wasn't liking the changes. He was also getting several love letters and invitations to meetings, which he didn't welcome at all, so he wasn't glad about such misunderstandings.
"Yes, it must be because of Edgar."
Rubica added that, pitying the knight, but it almost made his eyes come out in shock. Actually, he just had a conversation about the new machine the duke had ordered to be made at the lab.
-Why is this here at the lab?
He was checking on the raw materials that had arrived at the lab, pretending to be on a different errand. There was something that didn't belong there: some smooth and soft fabric.
-It's needed for a new experiment.
-An experiment with fabric… I wonder what you are going to make.
Were they trying to make some kind of special defense suit? He couldn't hide his hope and asked. The duke had stopped working on his blueprint some time ago because of his wife, and Stephen wondered if he had finally come to his senses.
-Oh, the duke is trying to make a machine that cuts fabric cleanly with heat.
As it wasn't any top military secret or something, the engineer answered his question without any doubt. Stephen, however, hadn't seen it coming. A machine that cut fabric cleanly? Why on earth was Claymore trying to make such a thing?
-Why on earth are you making such a machine?
-I don't know either. Anyway, we have to make it as soon as possible since it is the duchess's request.
The moment Stephen heard the word duchess, he almost bit his tongue. It was almost like she was born just to ruin his plan.
The duke had so many things to do. Why was he supposed to waste his time on such a useless thing? He really wanted to accuse the duchess. The engineer could see he was angry and left after murmuring a goodbye. Stephen was supposed to leave as well, but he stood on the spot and stared at the piles of fabrics as they went into the lab for a long, long time.
'I thought he had finally come to his senses, but he is completely out of his mind now.'
The duke had been having trouble focusing on his work for some time. He meddled with something that looks like a toy and came up with a strange tool for needlework. He said he made it because he got some free time, but everyone could see whose heart he was trying to win with it.
Even then, Stephen thought it would be temporary. No, he had hoped it was temporary. The duke had so many projects on his hands. Messengers and letters from the king had gone into his office more than once during the last few days, so the king had to be urging him to come back to his senses.
However, the duke hadn't made that threader as a temporary impulse. Really, he was blinded by love.
"Ha, is he… not going to make it?
When the anger faded, despondency came. He remembered how hard he tried to gain the duke's trust and become his most trusted guard. He already had a lot of information he wanted to steal right now, but he had been waiting only for 'Stella'. However, it looked like he wasn't going to get its blueprint even if he waited for ten years.
'I must calm down and let them know about this.'
Stephen decided to use a messenger bird to let them know about the duke's strange condition and make a new plan about it. He must have been shocked a lot and the way felt so long. He staggered, and then he stopped to take a deep breath.
Then, the duchess and her girls called him and were now talking about love and heartbreak. However, what angered him the most was the duchess's, 'It must be about Edgar.'
'Does she know?'
He got mad and scared at the same time. The duchess looked quite worried about him. Therefore, she carefully said to him, "Do not get too disappointed even if you don't achieve what you want. You know, none of us can always get our ways."
Rubica was sure Stephen liked Edgar. The duke, among so many men in the world… what would happen if that was ever revealed? Although it was about her own husband, she pitied Stephen for it.
"You will get another chance, a better one."
"Your Grace…"
Rubica tried hard to make him feel better, but then she was surprised. He called her with an extremely gloomy and ominous gaze but, contrary to that, there was a blue fire burning hot in his brown eyes. However, considering she was his rival in love, she could understand that.
"You… know?"
Rubica thought about it and then nodded. He had to be in so much pain that he couldn't tell anyone about it, and she pitied him for that.
"Just cheer up."
However, Stephen slapped her hand away and left without saying another word.
"Sir Stephen, how dare you!"
"It's alright, Ann."
Ann was enraged by Stephen's attitude and tried to follow him, but Rubica stopped her.
Stephen was guarding Edgar while hiding his feelings for him, so he had to be in extreme agony. She had asked him to come to her tea meeting without knowing about that. And just as she had expected, he was now getting a lot of attention. Oh, he had to be hating her so much by now, for that and for taking the heart of the man he liked.
'I must pay more attention to him.'
It wouldn't be good for him to keep guarding Edgar. Maybe he would get a little better if he was distanced from Edgar. Rubica didn't know that he was a spy and was completely misunderstanding everything. She also didn't know what her kind consideration was about to bring.

How much money must I spent for you to divorce me!?

Rubika dies in a war without being able to confess her love for Arman but is instead sent back in time.

A new life, she will not live in vain

But what are these new obstacles?

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© Jeonryeongga 2018 / D&C MEDIA 

The amazingly handsome, rich and powerful Duke Claymore wants to marry her!?

This is my third attempt at writing and publishing an online book. This will probably be cloistered away and ignored again, people don't really like reading my stuff but I am used to being rejected so it doesn't matter to me anymore. 





I started writing when I was in fourth grade. I was weird and I've always kept to myself. I never really liked people but I didn't have a hard time making friends because if you know how to say the right words, getting people to like you is not that difficult. But, I didn't like being around people, I never really understood the ways of mankind so I chose to mind my own business, be in my own world and just exist. 




But I like writing fiction and play with people's emotions on my writings. I have a wide imagination. I create scenarios and random events in my head because in my world, I control everything, I can be the devil, I can be the hero, I can save and I can destroy. I have the choice to be everything I want to be. Isn't it amazing? I believe that writers are some of the most cruel people on earth. Haha. But don't take that the wrong way, we're not heartless all the time. 




It wasn't my dream to be a revered writer, I didn't want to be famous, I didn't want to be Stephen King or Agatha Christie famous, you know. I just want people to read my work, to relate to my experiences, I want their sufferings to be seen and heard, that's why I write different stories of love, hate, forgiveness and success because I want people to know that awful things happen and good things happen as well. That no one is spared of life's heartaches and misfortune. 




I want people to say "Oh, I've felt that way, one day in my life, I was in that place. I've been through the same thing, Oh, I am not alone." I want people to say that after reading my stories. Pretty simple but so hard to achieve especially if no one is reading your work. Sad. Haha. 




But, I will never stop writing, not because I want to be famous (someday) but because writing is a part of me, it is one of those things that I like about me. I wouldn't like myself that much if I didn't like writing and believe me, I barely get by being me so writing is a big part of my whole existence. 




I hope someone finds this book. Haha. Enjoy the stories!

A lonely writer narrates stories of hope, love, hate, forgiveness and random events.


"Faith! Faith! FAITH!!!"  Asa shouted.
"YES?! Why did you call me like that? I don't like it and you know that. I'm not dead nah..."  I got a bit angry. 
"Really? Assuming I didn't shout, would you have answered me?"  Asa crossed her hands and gave me a questioning look.
"I don't know. Is it not your boyfriend that gave us an essay topic to write on against next week Monday?"  I hissed. I hated essays with passion, especially when it was mine to write.
"Eh?! Wait oh, you have started again. First, he isn't my boyfriend but our English tutor. Second, it's just an assignment. I guess just 2000 words..."  Asa was interrupted. 
"Exactly my point! I hate writing essays, not to talk of writing 2000 words, TWO THOUSAND! Can you just imagine?"  I laid down on the bed and sighed heavily.  "The last time I was asked to write an essay was in SS1 which I got 15 out of 30. I wrote with so much enthusiasm and love, just to be busted by that extremely poor grade. Since then, I gave up on essay writing." 
"Oh...I see! You wrote that essay to just get a high grade. That is where your mistake lies. Essays are written for self-expression, not just for marks and academic excellence. To be frank, I write because I feel there is a burden I need to lay down; there is a question I need an answer for; there is an emotion I need to clarify; there is a world, though imagined, that I need to travel to. All but by writing them in form of essays. For instance, it is not all the time you agree with me each time we discuss on issues but when I write my views down, I feel I've got the world in agreeing with me..."  She suddenly stopped and stole a glance at me.
"Why suddenly stopped?"  I was already in my dreamland. I felt the fire to write rekindled in me again. That is why she would forever be my best friend. 
"I thought I was dreaming too much on a small issue."  She blushed and got herself distracted with her unfolded clothes.
"Actually, I'm the dreamer here."  Finally got her laugh since morning. 
"Okay then. I believe you are now ready to write. What is the topic exactly?"  She asked while she unplugged her phone and turn on her data connection. 
"It is 'Why I Hate Science'."  I picked up my rough sheet and pen because I knew that at that point, she would give me some hints on how to write.
"Great! Our favourite subject matter. Let's watch a YouTube video to guide us on the basic and international writing format before we dive into the essay proper, okay?"  She had her stationery too.
After two hours, we were done watching and writing. We were so proud of our essays because Asa and I don't fancy Science at all, basically because it was too complex and unpredictable. The following week, the assignments were marked and Asa and I got 77% and 75% respectively. At that point, I had to think of why I didn't get it right since all this while. Maybe it wasn't my goal for getting good grades, as Asa suspected, but definitely what Stephen King had once said:
 "The scariest moment is always just before you start. After that, things can only get better."

"Sisters make the best friends in the world."
-- Marilyn Monroe --

'Sisters For Life! ' is a book containing many experiences that Asa and Faith had as they grew up from childhood. They were never sisters but when a 4-year-old girl is abandoned by her divorced parents who never showed her love to live with a middle-class family, both children will develop a sisterly love over the years. Both girls shared some things in common but many differences.

However, will Faith feel lonely at some point? Will Asa reject Faith one day? What exactly did they face as sisters but not frankly sisters? What if....? Many and many questions.

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