Anya is an 18 year old girl that had a drama free and quiet life. Until she met her 1st love online, her life went in shambles. 

a rom-come/drama that will make us travel through an ocean of emotions, love, treason, friendship, pain ... and learning to heal and trust again.

#romance #youngadult #femaleprotagonist #handsomemale #lovetriangle #drama #comedy

Pada tahun 20XX, sebuah perusaha'an game terbesar berhasil membuat sebuah terobosan baru. Game yang selalu dinantikan oleh para gamers di seluruh dunia, yaitu Virtual Reality Massively Multiplayer Online, atau biasa di sebut dengan VRMMO, akhirnya tercipta.
Free World Online, adalah game VRMMO pertama yang bertemakan dunia yang bebas tanpa hukum.

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ROGUEOWL // 11:29 pm
Tyler looked at her, mesmerized by her expression. The long eyelashes, full lips, wild hair. She was powerful and independent, things that he used to run from in a woman. But in Willow, he was drawn to her like a magnet, dragged to be by her side. 

When she was captured, he imagined what he would feel like without her. When she was injured, he suddenly knew how devastating it could be to see her hurt. She was bleeding, but he felt every drop, was pained by every scar.

"I care what happens, because I care about you, Willow."

She owned his heart, so when it broke, his broke too.


Rylee's Room // 11:31pm
It felt like the temperature moved from 72 straight to 100 degrees (f). Rylee's cheeks flames, she buried her face in her pillow and muffled a squeal, hoping Tara wouldn't hear her. She re-read the post, trying to keep her heart from beating faster. They were just words, but they managed to stir so many emotions. How did RogueOwl DO that? 

It was official. She was swooning over a digital romance.

'It's not like he confessed his love for YOU, you dork,' she thought, holding her pillow to her stomach. She knew real life love stories never turned out that sweet. With Blake it had been an anti-climactic 'hey, lets go out'. She couldn't remember feeling butterflies this intense in that relationship, and they had been engaged.

The thought sobered her, and stopped her from typing her reply. The longer she looked back, the more ridiculous it all seemed. Rylee had been picking out wedding dresses, looking at venues, but it never felt magical.

What if it never felt that way? What if her heart only thundered for someone else's romance?

Well, at least that meant she would feel giddy sometime...right?

Rylee looked at the clock, knowing she needed to go to bed soon. Having the time off her feet did not mean she got to sleep in, sadly. It felt almost routine to get up early and be dumped on Evan's doorstep. If she was honest, she might even say she was looking forward to it.

Rylee spent most of this week helping Evan with his art. They finished the commissions he had due, and Monday's web comic was ready. Instead of being behind, he was actually ahead for the following week. In fact, helping Evan was relaxing, and she had really enjoyed herself. They talked, discussed the projects, and it was nice having lunch with him. Evan still managed to cook decently with one arm, and made tacos, chicken and rice, and a homemade Mac and cheese. When she asked why he put so much effort into cooking, he just shrugged and told her he really didn't have much else he could do.

Rylee couldn't fault him. That was why she was helping after all. She spent the last 5 days off of work, and her time at home was mostly spent on the forum. She enjoyed writing, but it didn't prevent her from feeling restless. She didn't miss working, but it would be a lie if she didn't feel anxious having the spare time. Free time meant hours she wasn't getting paid for. She couldn't afford much more of this.

Tara told her not to worry, believing that the settlement from the accident would make up for lost pay. It sounded nice in theory, but their bills couldn't wait forever. 

Rylee put her phone aside and stared at her ceiling. Tomorrow she had a doctors appointment in the afternoon. Evan offered to give her the ride there, since Tara still had work. With any luck, she would be free of the chair and the stitches, and life would resume to normal. So why did that make her feel so sad? Was it the art?

Or was it Evan?

No. No no. She put the pillow over her face and resisted the urge to hit herself with it. He was a famous artist. He had millions of online followers. She was a no-name nerd who worked at a burger place. Yeah, this week had been great, but he was Zane's friend, not hers.

'You can't go through all of this and still not consider him a friend.'

The thought was surprisingly honest. The car crash, community day, the artwork, all of those things brought them together in the span of a week. Rylee finally had to admit that obligation wasn't all that made her visit Evan.

//Sparrow, you heading to bed?// the message was waiting for her when she glanced at the chat box. 

//Wish I could say no, but I have to work tomorrow.// she responded. //I'll have a reply by tomorrow night though! See you then!// 

Rylee logged off and shut the web browser, wondering what RogueOwl would say about the situation. Helping Evan was still doing artwork, it just wasn't her own project like she wanted to really try. Her desk had more doodles and sketches of Bandit. She even had one of two drafts she felt would be worth sharing online. She just didn't feel ready to jump yet.

Weren't life of death experiences supposed to jump start you to try everything you never imagined you could? Why did she still feel so afraid...

Rylee was a college student with her dreams spread out before her. She was engaged to her best friend, pursuing her passion for art, and couldn’t wait for the future. But everything came crashing down when he departed, leaving her heart and her wallet empty. 

Despite the pain of betrayal, she tried not to loose hope. Putting her plans on hold, she was forced to focus on a 9-5 work cycle, secretly wondering about the ambitions she shelved in the process. The occasional artist alley table was not enough to fulfill her longing to do what she loved, and importantly, to find REAL love.

Everything changes as she grows closer to an online friend. Late night role playing adventures turn into long conversations, and his encouragement spurs her to return to forgotten projects. Meanwhile, she meets a famous artist, who makes her want to give love another chance.

Could it be, this love story, would be hers this time?

Authors notes: Bi-weekly updates, original story, thank you for reading!

After a sumptuous meal, Gong mochen carried Qin Sheng's hand and walked out of the restaurant's main door.
He looked down at his little woman. "Now, let's go watch a movie. What do you want to watch? "
Qin Sheng's hand was very warm from being held by a man. She had always had cold hands and feet since she was young, especially when it was cold. In the past, a man's hand was her warmest hand warmer.
"What movies are there now? " She asked.
It turned out that she was in a closed school, busy with all kinds of homework and didn't have the chance to watch movies. Now that she had been busy with work, she didn't have the time to watch movies.
When she was young, she used to watch movies with men in the small theater at home. In fact, until now, she had been to the cinema, so she didn't know what movies were there now.
"I'll go online and check. " Gong Mochen took out his phone and checked the information on the Internet as he walked.
Although it was the first time he went online to watch these things, Gong mochen quickly figured out that he had booked a seat by buying tickets online.
"There are art films, action films, and Romance Films. Which one do you want to watch? " He asked.
Qin Sheng pursed her lips. "Romance Films! "
The movie she was about to shoot was a romance film. She wanted to see the effects of other people's films.
"okay, but there's a problem with the time. If we can get there in ten minutes, we can make it. Otherwise, we'll have to wait for the next scene! " Gong Mochen said.
"Ah? Which theater is it in ten minutes? " Qin Sheng asked.
It seemed that there were no theaters nearby.
Gong Mochen stopped in his tracks. "which one do you want to watch? "
"Of course I want to watch the next one in ten minutes. Otherwise, I'll have to wait for a long time before the next one! " Qin Sheng said.
Gong Mochen squatted down and turned around to say to the girl, "come up! "
Qin Sheng was stunned. The man had his back to her and asked her to come up. Did he want to carry her?
Just as she was hesitating, the man's hand grabbed her arm and pulled her to his side. His long arm carried her on his back.
"HOLD ME TIGHT! " He instructed the girl and ran toward the movie theater with his long legs.
In fact, he could have booked the movie theater with just one sentence or asked the movie theater to play later. However, he chose to rush to the movie theater with the girl in this way.
Because of their status, they had never been in love like ordinary people. This time, he wanted to make up for everything!
Qin Sheng's arms hugged the man's neck tightly. She buried her head in his shoulder and greedily smelled his scent.
This was the scent that she had been infatuated with since she was young, and it was still the same now!
Even if she could not love him, even if it was just a nominal love, she wanted to remember his scent and bury it deep in her heart.
Along the way, the people who saw the man carrying a girl on his back ran wildly and made way for them one after another. The girls who passed by looked at the girl on the man's back with envy and jealousy.
The man was not only handsome but also had such good physical strength!
Which girl didn't want to be carried by the man she loved She wanted to show her happiness to everyone.
Under the envious gaze of the people on the way, Gong Mochen carried the little woman and ran into the cinema.
His eyes swept across the hall, accurately looking for the ticket machine, and successfully took out two movie tickets.
"PUT ME DOWN! " Qin Sheng said to the man. They had already arrived, and he was still carrying her The people on the way were already staring at her!
"wait a minute, there's still popcorn and coke! I booked a set ticket! " Gong Mochen said as he ran to get popcorn and coke.
The cashier handed the packed things to Qin Sheng. Her envious eyes were self-evident. "Miss, your boyfriend is really good. You're so lucky! "
Qin Sheng's face flushed red. She was actually speechless at the cashier's praise.
Fortunately, Gong Mochen ran fast enough, so she was free from this embarrassment.
Gong Mochen didn't put down his little woman until he ran into the theater.
The movie was about to start, and the lights in the theater had already been turned off. The ticket Checker, holding a flashlight, led Qin Sheng and Gong Mochen to their seats.
Qin Sheng looked at the seats and was a little surprised. "Aren't the seats one by one? They're all for two now? "
The ticket checker burst into laughter. "Miss, how many years has it been since you've seen a movie? There's already a couple's seat, okay? Please take a seat, the movie will start soon. "
Regardless of whether Qin Sheng was happy or not, Gong Mochen was pretty happy to hear that.
He held the little woman's hand and sat down. The screen was already broadcasting the opening of the movie.
"Have you never watched a movie? " He lowered his head and asked the woman beside her ear.
Qin Sheng grabbed a handful of rice and put it in her mouth. "Why do you care? "
She didn't want to tell him that she had never watched a movie or dated before!
Gong Mochen's lips curled up. "okay, I don't care. have some coke. "
Qin Sheng's gaze shifted. "looks like you often come to watch movies? "
She had never watched a movie before, so she didn't know about it. However, a man knew all about it. This meant that he had watched a movie before, and he had even sat in a couple's seat before!
"No, I guarantee that I haven't. If you don't believe me, you can take a look! " Gong Mochen took out his phone and opened the browser to show the little woman his search history. The records were all about how to purchase movie tickets, which seat to choose, and the special functions of a couple's seat.
Qin Sheng was curious. What other functions did a couple's seat have besides sitting?
Her finger tapped on the screen and opened the link.
UGH Damn Man... ...

"Uncle, I was punished for being late! " "Buy the school. "
"Uncle, I was bullied! " "SEND THEM TO HEAVEN! "
In this era of competing for fathers, Qin Sheng never competed for fathers. Those things were too extravagant. She didn't have them, she only competed for uncles!
Ever since she had a rich uncle, she lived a life of fighting and being cleaned up by others, causing trouble and being scapegoated by others.
Her three big goals in life were to make him fall in love with her, fall in love with her, fall in love with her!

Actually, Meng Fan forgot something too. His stream.
The earliest group of fickle netizens had come to his stream for drawing. Then, most of them turned out to be manga lovers, who made up a large group of potential consumers.
He thought about it and decided 50,000 was not a lot, and there was no need for him to think of ways to buy it himself.
The biggest problem now with completing the [Professional Manga Artist] task was the lack of content. It took 11 chapters to be updated to make up one volume.
"8 chapters!"
Meng Fan flipped through the volume and the script Mr.Sleepy had sent him. Although publishing 8 chapters in the first volume wasn't a great move; one should at least publish 9 chapters to have a complete story; Meng Fan didn't have time to worry about this. They did this so they could publish more single volumes.
Of course, the premise is that the number of pages in the first 8 chapters were enough to support a single copy.
"8 Chapters?"
Mr.Sleepy was familiar with the content... and had no objections to this at all. He actually chuckled as he responded to Meng Fan, "I think it's great! Chapter 8 and Chapter 9 should be very connected, so that once they finish reading chapter 8… Hahaha this cliffhanger, it's a killer! I like it!"
Meng Fan was speechless. He didn't think that's how Mr.Sleepy would interpret this.
It made sense. His favorite thing on earth was cliffhangers. And he left you hanging for days, too. He'd been cursed and scolded as a "cliffhanger dog". After all, he graduated from the cliffhanger class, so his brain must be fragmented too!
"Then it's set. I'll go place the order now."
Mr.Sleepy hung up.
Place an order?
These wealthy people were so different from us mortals. Even the tone of his voice had substance.
The issue with the publishing house had been resolved, and Meng Fan felt no matter how well the first volume sold, good or bad, they'd have no difficulty continuing publications in the future. Even if the sales volumes will decrease in the future, it was enough for the first few publications to sell 100,000 copies.
The System didn't specify how many sales each volume had to make; it only said the total sales had to reach 100,000.
Turns out, this was indeed the case.
The [Professional Manga Artist] task was at 1/10 experience points. The 1 had come from the first volume publication of "Guide to Campus RoMANce".
As for why the sales count was 0... This was because all of the single copies of "Guide to Campus RoMANce" had been gifted by Meng Fan after he printed them. He didn't go through any sales channels, so the System refused him the experience.
Now that "Guide to Campus RoMANce" had updated to chapter 12 or so, he could think about publishing the second volume, regardless if they planned to sell or not.
Meng Fan decided to find Qin Jiao again the next day to publish this manga since she'd helped him last time with her connections.
"No problem." Qin Jiao then asked, "My studio has a slot for a single volume publication, so you can just deliver it. Are you going to pay for it yourself again?"
This time, Meng Fan wasn't in a rush. Moreover, he could leave everything to the publishers to deal with it. He had to use the sales channels somehow; even a little bit counts.
And "Guide to Campus RoMANce" was very popular too; people might actually buy it.
"Let's go."
Qin Jiao asked Meng Fan to wait while she drove the car out.
"Where? The publisher?"
"The studio! Even if you're just a shopkeeper, you should meet your employees!"
Shortly after, they arrived at the XiZi cultural center's front gate. Meng Fan saw the Da Mei studio sign as soon as he stepped out of the car and walked towards it. He stepped in there to take a look and paused for a moment. The interior and exterior of the studio were from two different worlds!
Renovations?
It's only been a few days, there's no way they could have renovated in such a short time! The place also didn't need much renovations either. Such a big change could only be caused by decor.
Brand new office furniture, potted plants, small accessories, equipment... it looked simple, but gave you a culturally rich and creative feeling. It was a vibrant studio, full of life.
"Professor Qin, Meng boss."
There were already people in the studio and had gotten up to greet Qin Jiao and Meng Fan. they were all either alumni or current students from the academy. They also knew Meng Fan and were aware that he was one of the shareholders of this studio. They didn't know what to call him, so they followed his netizens.
At first, everyone was curious why Qin Jiao decided and opened a studio with Meng Fan. Although they still don't know why it didn't prevent them from respecting Meng Fan.
They knew he was incredibly talented at manga, and illustrations as well, and the manga adaptation he'd been working on was top-notch in the industry. On top of that, he was a talented sand artist too. 
"Hello everyone."
Meng Fan saw that there were already a dozen people there, some whom he recognized as well. Seeing Zhang Zhou Wei was there as well, he paused for a while once again. "What are you doing here?"
Zhang Zhou Wei smiled bitterly and pointed towards Wang Ya Nan, who was just coming down from upstairs. "Ya Nan is a member of the studio, I was dragged here to be used as free labor."
Meng Fan was satisfied by this answer as it made sense. Zhang Zhou Wei was way too lazy a person to come out and do labor for free. Only Ya Nan could order him to move a bit.
Everyone says that one thing leads to another, and Meng Fan felt Zhang Zhou Wei could be considered very lucky. With Wang Ya Nan to restrain him, he was able to improve as a person. Despite that, he was still managing to find ways to slack off.
Qin Jiao introduced all the members to Meng Fan, then clapped her hands. "At the moment, our studio's biggest job is illustrations. On this, your Meng boss has good experience, so let's invite Meng boss to share with us his knowledge."
As she spoke, she began to drag Meng Fan into the conference room.
Was Meng Fan just there to meet the employees?
That'd be overestimating how good of a person Qin Jiao was.
Qin Jiao had not only prepared a conference room for him, but she'd provided a PPT presentation as well. The content consisted entirely of Meng Fan's hand-drawn illustrations and posters for the different movie production companies.
On the topic of Meng Fan's hand-drawn posters, everyone was ecstatic to listen. His art was too good! 
At the moment, Meng Fan had finished hand-drawn posters for almost a dozen film crews. The presentation was already at the 5th group's commission, and each poster was regarded as a top tier industrial standard. His drawing skills and creativity were also top-notch.
The earliest job had been introduced to Meng Fan by Qin Jiao, so naturally, she'd been following all the news regarding these jobs. Plus, now that their studio was formed, she'd be even more focused on this industry.
He didn't care if it made money or not, but the employees did.
Hand-drawn posters for film crews are a popular job in this industry. With Meng Fan's invisible touch, Qin Jiao now felt that it wasn't impossible to expand their illustration business into hand-drawn posters. They didn't need Meng Fan to draw all of them, but they did need his guidance.
He can't teach with such incredible drawing skills? Impossible.
Although his attributes were a great help, he still relied on real skills. Like a herded duck, Meng Fan gathered his words and entered the role very quickly. For the entire hour, he provided only knowledge and experience, benefitting the studio members greatly.
Qin Jiao, who'd been listening on the side, continuously nodded again and again. When Meng Fan finally finished, she raised her hand with a smile on her face. "Meng boss, can you explain your experience in getting these commissions? Our studio's current business volume is a bit behind!"
She'd even used the formal term of 'you'! She wasn't asking for experience, she was straight up asking for commissions alright!
Meng Fan took out his phone and pulled Mr.Sleepy, FlatHeadBro, and everyone he'd collaborated with from the web novel industry into a WeChat group. He then messaged them. "I've set up a studio and we're currently looking to do commissions involving illustrations for novels. Didn't you guys say there were several online authors who required an illustration service? You can invite them to this group as well and our studio members will contact them. We can also display sample work in the chat room, so you guys can find an artist based on your needs."
Meng Fan was not prepared to accept any more novel illustration jobs, so he could leave these commissions to the studio. All of the employees in the studio had graduated or were attending the academy of fine arts, so their professional abilities were certainly no joke.
As for these online authors, well, they have saved the time of searching since there was a mob of professionals right here.
It was a win-win situation.


To reward Meng Fan for his bravery before his heroic death, the cosmos rewarded him with a 'system', sending him back in time to three months ago, alive.

Private editors - pros take from 17 to 30 dollars for 1700 words.

Prices for editing 1000 words fluctuate according to Google from 2 to 15 dollars. It is likely that older schoolchildren and college students of native speakers or in whom English is the second language (the legacy of empires) undertakes such editing. The level and quality of the translation will undoubtedly be higher (ours in which English is the third language). But since our level of knowledge is not very good, how can we evaluate the quality of editing? Need means another expert who would test the knowledge of the editor before starting work and paying. And this is an additional cost.

The easiest option (until you make money for a paid editor) is a machine editor, but not everything is smooth there either.

The second option is to learn English grammar yourself (but it takes time and money).

The third option is to find a free editor, but it will edit you from the kindness of sincere Chapter 5! You should be very grateful to him for this. After all, he spent his time on you and shared valuable knowledge.

And so I'm not sure that you will find an editor who can read all the chapters - 100-200-300 with the number of words from 80,000 to 300,000 for your simple thanks. I have not met such people yet. But probably they are?


I had an idea, in 2018 I am going to popularize the subject of the Silk Ooty. But in fact, all authors write what is close to their spirit, what they read or want to share their thoughts with others. And others just make a little money.

Moreover, writing is far from the most reliable and fastest way to earn money. If you also do not know the word very well.

In fact, it's faster to earn money by selling ads on YouTube or by taking food photos, although, of course, the sales hit has already passed.

Having a camera for $ 500-900, another $ 1,000 for gadgets, such as tripods, backlights. shadows, and other things, plus quality photo courses for $ 1000. If you have $ 3,000, then in half a year you will learn how to shoot so that your photographs will take "drains" at first, the authors will receive the first months from $ 50 to $ 200. For the second year, from 500 to 700 dollars. At the same time, they cook, sell their creations - jams, pastries, sell their ideas on healthy eating. Someone prepares healthy breakfasts or o-Bentos in offices, the prices are naturally higher, they are calculated for the rich office workers of foreign enterprises, state-owned companies.

Some go to flea markets, where they buy old dishes from their grandmothers for a penny, and then they sell it, bringing a little beauty for money in their online stores.

Money is flowing. Some go to Japan or South Korea to open online stores and make money again. Selling their products in their homeland, and some special items from their homeland in Japan or Korea. By the way, here you can write such a short story about different ways to make money. The fjord of short stories. Chapters 60-80.

Quick ways to make money!

In the meantime, I have three ideas to write new short stories. But to start writing new, not finishing the old, somehow does not look quite right. This will only show readers that the author is scattered with ideas, and at the same time, without burning desire, to bring the story to the end.

My Bro on the Tao is right if he really decided to start writing a new story, finish the old one. Even if the end is far-fetched, not entirely logical, but this is the end of the story. If desired, then you can write further if of course there are new thoughts.

So far I have 4 completed novels. You can write another 53 chapters and complete one novel, another rather than a novel, but a tool for evaluating, expressing thoughts about writing novels. discussion of issues. The third in the municipality can be completed now and then write the second season since it was more likely a short story. Then only the main novel will remain and you can start writing small stories voicing new ideas.

And later they will rewrite the story of adventurers and treasure hunters, compiling the story with already completed storybooks. And thus write a good romance with romance, cooking, adventure, and treasures.

Then it remains only to find a good editor. But the prof will take about $ 1,000 for a book of 80,000 words and not the pros, is a student native speaker from Asia probably 200-300 dollars?
This is considered a very good salary for us for 1 month of work.

Well, if at the same time he agrees to edit, and his editing will be at least average. Then one could try. But for now, it's all just a dream.

In all likelihood, I will slowly finish some novels in order to move on to new stories.

Thoughts of why and why stories are written.

All the same English, he has not improved in 18 days.

I'll figure something out, try to correct the text.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

Hello everyone😄

Thank you for clicking on my story.
This is my first story. There can be a lot of flaws. I mean, no one is perfect. Everyone does mistakes.
Anyways, feel free to correct them by commenting on the inline comments. This is my first book so I am new to this and I am trying to improve. Also, English isn't my first language so excuse me if you find errors😅

I had written this story when I was 16 and my friend @drashti_1708 encouraged me to put it up online and I finally decided to put it up somewhere so here I am.

I may not be skilled and professional like others but I believe my ideas are worth a read. 
So please give it a read. You won't be disappointed unless you are not a fan of romance.❤
I like writing stories and I wanted everyone to see my work.
You may notice while reading that my writing style is different than the others. 
Some say it's like a movie script but not a movie script or it has multiple POV's at once.
I want to say it's between a Movie Script and a Novel.
I tried something new☺

I hope you like it.

Votes and comments are appreciated. Again, Don't hesitate to point out my mistakes.

Every character and scene is my imagination. Copying or interpretation of the same is not appreciated. Please refrain from doing so.

The similarity of my story to some another story is purely coincidental.

Again, Like and comment. 

It encourages me to write more. 

I will try to reply to all the comments and messages.

You can follow me on Instagram @writer_addict1205 to see more of my content❤✨

...Thank you...

"She thought no one would love a broken girl, he thought there were more pieces to love." ~Daniel Jonathan Parker

A Broken Girl with a Dark past, A Hotshot Millionaire...

What happens when They both cross paths with each other.? 

Will David find her way To Ava's heart?

Will Ava let him in?

Keep reading to Find out...

Reena was sitting in front of her laptop and reading reviews of one chapter of her current writing book which she uploaded last night. 

'Ugh, again every one was asking more romance scene.' She thought after reading. 'How can I write when I am inexperienced in that matter?' She had broken up with three times because she didn't know how to wrapped a boy into her little finger. or may be, she is no interesting like other girls. because whenever her ex boyfriend tried to kiss her, she pushed him away or sometimes, didn't give response. Actually, she never felt any feeling  towards any boy or man. She didn't know the reason. May be, she was like it. 

Then she noticed the notification of her private message on writing site. She knew that person since many years. They were friends but they never met. 
'Hey Ren, how are you? I read chapter which you uploaded last night it's amazing but as every readers are saying. please try to write more about romance.' Kira. 

Ren was her pen name. She told many things to Kira. Kira was really nice online friend. 

Reena replied immediately, "Hey, thanks... but yaar you know I am inexperienced. I wrote scene what I read. I can't explain further.' 

Kira replied, 'You are already twenty four years old. when did you get experienced?' 

Reena sighed helplessly, 'I am busy person. I have job you know and it takes my lot of time. Actually, Reena didn't want to involve in any relationship right now. She was tired and bored. She wanted to do arrange marriage which her parents will suggest her. 

 Kira replied, 'ohh... I have a solution if you like. I know about a club. It's safe. I also joined it. you can join and leave your convenience. They never force you. If you want, I can send you details.' 

Reena replied after thinking, 'ok send it. bye talk to you later.' she thought there is not loss to read the details. After five minutes, she received the details. she opened it. when she read, her eyes widened with shock. She knew there are many times of club into society. but that Kira suggested it's rare. 

Reena shook her head and decided, 'I will never join it.' and slept. 

Next day, she got up and went to office like usually. it's boring. doing your work....gossips with your colleague.... doing work... then come back to home. 

She lived alone in this city because of job. She loves her job even it's boring. because it's her earning. Writing was her hobby but she never thought to sale her books. She was happy and satisfied that readers like her book and read. it was enough for her. but when readers suggested to add one thing everytime, she felt sad because her life was boring and she was inexperienced. 

When she was eating her dinner, she remembered the club which Kira suggested. She thought she can try to investigate. if she felt fine, there is good. 

She sighed deeply and decided to call. there was a mobile number which attached in detail. She dialled that number. with every ring, she thought to cut the call but she couldn't because she also wanted to try. She was not young anymore.

After few rings,She heard a female sweet and sexy voice, "Hello, welcome to G club. how can I help you." 

Reena tried to calm down her heart and spoke, "Hello, It's Rita. I heard about your club. I want to join but I want to know every detail before join. Is it illegal?" 

She heard the sweet voice from other side, "Thanks Madam, to consider us. it's totally legal. we will send you details if you gave us your email id. our clients information is totally secured. We never share our clients details in any case. you can assured. If you want to leave, you can leave anytime. it's contracted and we never forced anyone." 

Reena's heart was pumping fastly but she said calmly, "ok, I message you my email I'd please send details." 

she heard, "Have a good night madam." 

Reena cut the call and send the mail id. After few minutes, she received whole details. She read carefully every clause. they have high society customer. But she couldn't decide anything till yet. 

After one week, She decided at last. She registered herself online and filled the form. 
her name, fake address, mobile number, email I'd and many other details. 

After two days,she received confirmation message and got call, "Good evening, madam thank you for registration with us. I want to ask you something for your reference." 

Reena said firmly, "Carry on." 

she heard again that girl voice, "Which type of partner do you prefer?" 

Reena replied nonchalantly, "I don't care about age and looking. only one thing, I care that person should be single." She didn't care anything but she didn't want to be third person in any way.

"ok got it madam. when we have your match, we will contact you." Reena hung up call. She couldn't decide till yet that she was doing wrong or not. 

After one month, She received call from that club, "Hello,madam. Are you free? Actually, there is match for you."

Reena was in her office when she received call. She was work holic person. When she received the call she frowned but she attended. She tried to nice her voice but sge failed, "Sorry, I am busy right now. I will call when I will be free." 

she cut the call without hearing reply. If you think, she was rude person. Yeah, she was moddy person. Sometimes, she talks to you sweet and laughs with you but other times, she frowned and doesn't talk to you nicely. Actually, it's depend on her mood. That's why  one of the  reason of her three break up. But she was like it. 

At evening, After coming into her home, Reena called back, "Sorry, Madam I was busy that time."

she heard her professional  voice, "It's ok madam. there is a match for you. Do you want to meet him?" 

Reena agreed, "fine..." 

She heard again,  "Great, our company will arrange a date for you. You will get the message soon. If you have any query, feel free to ask. and if you are uncomfortable anytime, you can quit." 

Reena replied with smile, "Thank you." 

She had doubt but she received the message after few minutes. There was an address and date of day. it was weekend that's why it's good for her. 

After three days, She was sitting in front of handsome man. She was stunned to look his handsomeness and her hands were sweating. 

That man introduced her, "Hey, My name is Jitish. I am thirty six and what about you?" 

She couldn't believe he was looking more young. 

She said with nervous but tried to smile, "Hello, It's Rita. I am twenty four." 

he smiled, "Just relax... we are here to know each other. If you are uncomfortable, we ca meet anytime." 

She felt relax after hearing it she didn't know why. She drank wine and calmed down herself, "It's ok. I am fine." 

he nodded and said, "Let's order for dinner." 

She nodded because she didn't want to more embrased anymore. they ate dinner with few talks like their hobbies, likes and dislikes. They carefully avoided their personal details for future problems. 

After dinner, he asked for dropping to her but she denied polietly. He didn't force but said in low and sexy voice, "See you soon."  

she only smiled and nodded because she was sure that he would want to meet her. 

The dinner was delicious and the place was pleasing. She was satisfied with that date. She didn't think so much and slept on her bed  

the following day was weekend that's why she wrote the next chapter of her book and uploaded. 

She received the call again, "Hello Miss Rita, if you agree, Mr Jitish wants to carry further." 

that time, Reena was drinking coffee. She choked her coffee, "What?" She couldn't believe it. Because he was so handsome and looking rich. 

she heard other sides voice, "Madam, are you alright?" 

Reena patted her chest many times and said after getting calm down, "I am fine. What did you say? He wants...." 

she heard again, "Yes madam, if you want. Are you willing?"

After thinking, Reena agreed, "Ok, when? and how many days?" 

The party confirmed, "It's can be one day or as both of you agreed. Remember nobody can force to other. Do you want to select the place or him?" 

Reena sighed, "I don't have problem if he selects. But ensured place should be secured." 

the other replied calmly, "don't worry madam. our company will inspect his suggested place first."

After asking more questions,Reena cut the call. 

the following day,she got the message of Address and date of day. She couldn't believe it she was going to see him after two days. it's was going fast and she didn't think much. 





 





Reena was potential writer and wrote for time pass Writing is her hobby.... her patention. She can do anything for her hobby. She is Romance book writer but there was one thing Missing into her story because she was inexperienced. 

Her online friend suggested a club where she can gain experience without sting. 

After thinking so much, she decided to join that club and met very handsome and sexy. 

She spend whole seven days and nights with him.

Later, she got to know he is Ceo of company in which she works for her earning. 

She trapped with him and she didn't know how to come out from it.

S1 The day when daily life ended
That day, it was just an ordinary day.
I go to school, eat with my friends, attend classes, play games once I go back home, eat, bathe and then sleep.
It should have been such an ordinary day.
On that day, I rubbed my sleepy eyes and went to school.
It's all because I played an online game till late at night yesterday.
Luckily, I was able to join the same party with Bald-san ( ハゲさん ) and I played throughout the night.
 
The Bald-san who I mentioned just now is a famous player in the online game that I play.
Just as the name, a person who uses a bald-headed rough old man as an avatar, a free player who throws away the romance and controls such an amazing character with skilful technique in the front lines.
Due to the fact that he doesn't even chat, many players were attracted to him.
It's inevitable that I was feeling excited because I can play with the famous Bald-san.
Upon reaching the school, I suppress my yawn and enter my classroom.
「 Morning 」
「 Good morning 」
「 Ossu....What's wrong? You look sleepy 」
I greet my friends who are Sasajima Kyouya and Ooshima Kanata.
Both of them played the same online game like me, this is what the so-called game comrades.
 
「 Ou, listen and get surprised. Yesterday, I formed a party with Bald-san 」
「 Seriously!? 」
「 Ou, seriously. We almost complete the quest thanks to him. 」 (「おう,マジマジ.おかげでほぼ徹ゲーしちまった」 TL note: not really sure on this 徹ゲー)
「 Uwaa. Seriously. Is it that? The one that I leave after that. 」
I played with Kanata till around midway.
But, he logged out because it's already late in the night.
「 Dammit. If so, I should have persevered for a little more! 」
Kanata seemed to be really frustrating.
But if Kanata didn't leave the party, I won't be able to play with Bald-san.
「 How was it, looking closely at Bald-san? 」
Asked by Kyouya, I recalled the gallant figure of Bald-san.
「 That is not a human. Avoiding the Besbel Witch's magic while advancing. Can you believe it? 」
Besbel Witch is a boss in a high levelled dungeon and this fellow is rather harsh.
On the internet, it was called 「Another Game」「Barrage」 due to its outrageous amount of magic attack that it can fire in rapid succession.
(ネットでは「別ゲー」「弾幕」と呼ばれるくらいで,とんでもない量の魔法攻撃を連発してくる. TL: not sure about the title whether it's 2 different titles or just 1 title.)
This boss's troublesome point was there's no end in its magic.
There's no opportunity to attack and if you leave alone, it will keep on firing magic.
Normally, you would raise magic defence than attack with the resolution to die together, or using shields for the ones at the back and keep on firing magic on it.
But that Bald-san, he charged straight from the front, avoiding every magic fired and jumped towards its bosom and cut it down.
That was surprising.
I opened my mouth wide looking at the game screen.
「 As expected from Bald-san. Looks like his other name, Idaten (韋駄天) is not just for a show. 」
「 No, there's no way anyone can move that fast without some skills. In the end, it requires skills to perform such movement. 」
 
Kanata said that while beating his own arm.
Certainly, even with the same status and equipment, I don't think I can do the same thing as Bald-san.
「 Ah. I want to get better 」
「 Want to level after school ends? 」
「 Sure 」
「 I also agree. Let's train somewhere harder! 」
The chime rang after we settled our talk.
We separated and sat in our own seat.
Without knowing that the promise will not be fulfilled.
「 Huh? 」
I started preparing for the class after I sat and I noticed that my pencil case was not in the bag.
Come to think of it, I recalled that I used it to summarize the information of the game in a notebook.
I have probably forgotten to put it inside the bag.
「 Uh oh 」
「 What's wrong? 」
The person who reacted was Hasebe Yuika, the girl who sit next to me.
「 I forgot to bring my pencil case 」
「 Aryarya. It can't be helped. I will lend mine to you 」
Hasebe says so and hands a mechanical pencil and an eraser.
「 Sorry 」
「 Umu. I will have you buy me a sweet 」
「 So it's not free 」
I accept it while smiling wryly and waving my hand.
Likewise, not knowing that this was another promise that cannot be fulfilled.
And then, that time came.
It was during the Japanese Language class.
I was sleepy.
I was fighting against the intense sleepiness.
In front, standing on the platform was a small-sized teacher called by a nickname, Oka-chan who was reading aloud the kanji from the textbook.
Most of the students are dropping their line of vision to the textbook on the desk.
 
I shake off my drowsiness desperately and I unintentionally raised my head up.
In front of my eyes was a figure of a female student sitting at the front-left seat.
It was the person called Rihoko ( リホ子 ).
It's not her real name.
Real Horror Child ( リアルホラー子) . Rihoko for short.
She's an eerie woman who's very thin with a pale face and always have a gloomy expression.
I don't want to speak ill of such a person that much, but an incompatible sense did it by all means even if I understand it.
Rihoko dozed off boldly as if she is ridiculing me, who fought against drowsiness.
While feeling unpleasant, I remove my eyesight from her.
There, It...was there.
It was a crack.
I am probably the only one who noticed it in this classroom.
Exactly in the middle of the classroom, above, a crack appeared where there should be nothing there.
There were no other words to describe it except a crack.
Moreover, the size gradually increased.
The crack looks like it was going to break at any moment.
Even if I saw it, I couldn't do anything as I looked at it dumbfounded.
The result probably would not change even if I did something....
The crack broke grandly.
At the same time, I felt a terrible pain.
And I, we died.

I'm gonna survive-just watch me!
I was your average, everyday high school girl, but now I've been reborn in a magical world...as a spider?! Wait-this isn't how these stories are supposed to go! Can I get a do-over? ...No? But how am I supposed to survive in this big, scary dungeon as one of the weakest monsters? It's "every spider for herself " in here! I gotta figure out the rules to this QUICK, or I'll be kissing my short second life goodbye...
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When someone asks if you're a guardian spirit, you say...?I've really done it this time. After I saved my old classmate who's been reborn as an overpowered vampire, the townspeople took it upon themselves to worship me like some kind of guardian spirit. Not that I'm complaining about the delicious free food, but...I'm a loner by nature! I'm TERRIBLE at dealing with people! And they're not monsters, so it's not like I can just kill them to make them go away. What am I gonna do...?
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A mystery man and a smart phone? Things are about to get interesting!
I'm continuing to level up and kick some monster booty into the next stratum! But there's more to this world than I thought...and it seems there are some big figures at play behind the scenes. Like this man, for example-he just popped up out of nowhere! And...what's this? Holy crap, a cell phone?! Maybe I'll finally be able to communicate with someone down here in this labyrinth, and start getting to the bottom of things!
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I-i-it's not like a spider needs friends!
I did it! I'm finally an Arachne!...Aaand things already aren't going the way I thought they would. I'm inexplicably on a road trip with the Demon Lord, a reincarnated baby, and her troubled vampire guardian. I don't really interact with them much, besides subjecting my reborn classmate to insane training, watching the party sneak off into villages, hearing about the delicious food they eat...Wait, hold up. Doesn't it seem like I'm the only one who's being left out?!? W-w-well, the monsters up here taste delicious, so whatever! Sniff, sniff. I wonder if my other brains are having a better time... What are they even up to?

Song Ci had inadvertently found out about this. At that time, she had been shocked by the fact that her father had killed someone, but she also didn't want him to commit another crime. As a result, she had secretly saved Su Beibei, who had nearly been poisoned to death by Mu Mian, when he wasn't looking.
As a result, Song Ci was certain that Mu Mian hid his evidence somewhere!
After hearing Song Ci's analysis, Su Beibei also felt that it made sense. "I will go and look for it. If there is such a thing, I will inform you. If not, I will think of another way." She also finished her cigarette.
Su Beibei wrapped the cigarette in a wet tissue and tossed it into the dustbin.
Song Ci noticed her actions and couldn't help glancing at the wet tissues in the dustbin.
Noticing Song Ci's gaze, Su Beibei suddenly said, "When I was young, my rubbish bin caught fire for no reason and my family of three was nearly burned to death. From then on, I didn't dare to throw away any fire seeds."
As Song Ci was smart, she could tell what she meant. "Was that fire an accident or…"
Su Beibei smiled bitterly. "There is always a way for a person to make you die." Since setting fire didn't work, he would create a car accident. Humans only had one life, but there were countless ways to take it away.
Song Ci was shocked.
She couldn't help thinking of herself. She was so much like Su Beibei when she was young. She had survived the accident the other time, but Mu Mian wasn't someone who would give up so easily. He must have other tricks up his sleeve!
Just then, Song Ci's cell phone suddenly rang. It was a message from WeChat.
Song Ci took out her cell phone and glanced at it. After that, she smiled apologetically at Su Bei. "I have something on, so I will take my leave first."
Su Beibei also said, "What a coincidence. I have something on too."
"In that case, I look forward to our next meeting."
"Goodbye."
After Song Ci left, Su Beibei's WeChat suddenly rang. She opened it and saw that her online romance partner with the name 'Ah Li' had sent her a message. [Beibei, I got off work, and I'm driving over to find you.]
Today was the day that she had agreed to meet her online romance partner in real life.
The person who had suggested meeting in real life was Ah Li. Su Beibei was very worried that Ah Li was still underage. Which adult would be interested in online romance and do such a thing? 
However, after Ah Li repeatedly stated that he was an adult, Su Beibei finally agreed to meet him offline. Knowing that they were in the same city, Su Beibei couldn't help feeling curious about Ah Li.
She didn't know if this Ah Li was a handsome or ugly guy. As she gathered her thoughts, Su Beibei looked down at Ah Li's message. She thought for a moment and couldn't resist asking again [Are you really an adult?]
Ah Li: [Almost 29 years old.]
Su Beibei: [Don't lie to me. I won't sleep with a minor.]
Noticing that Ah Li had stopped replying, Su Beibei packed up her things, grabbed her car keys, and prepared to leave.
Li Li and Han Zhan arrived at the basement together. Standing beside the car, Han Zhan called out to Li Li, who was on the other side, and asked hesitantly, "Are you really going to meet your online friend?"
Li Li's heart warmed at the thought of his online girlfriend, Beibei. "Mmm, yeah. Actually, she is not only my online girlfriend, she is also my favorite mystery novel author. We have known each other for two to three years."
Han Zhan had wanted to advise Li Li not to meet his online friend. After all, online romance was risky and he needed to be cautious. Upon hearing Li Li say that the other party was a writer he liked, Han Zhan stopped this thought. If the other party was a writer, she probably wasn't a liar.
"Alright then." Han Zhan got into the backseat and the driver started the car.
Only after seeing Han Zhan's car drive off did Li Li get into the driver's seat. After putting on his seatbelt, he was in no hurry to drive. Instead, he unhurriedly opened his cell phone and checked Beibei's reply.
Li Li was stunned when he saw his girlfriend Beibei's reply: 'I' m not sleeping with a minor.'
I-is she going to sleep with me? 
Coming back to his senses, Li Li couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. He had the feeling that he wasn't going to meet his female online friend but to send himself away.
Downstairs, Song Ci called Long Yu, who was sitting under the air-conditioning, and left the cafe.
After getting into the car, Song Ci hurriedly took out her cell phone to call Han Zhan. Just now, Han Zhan had texted her to ask if she had a gown. She didn't know why Han Zhan was asking about this—she had to get to the bottom of it.
Song Ci called Han Zhan. At that moment, Han Zhan crossed his legs and was looking down at the contract on his lap.
The cell phone in his trouser pocket vibrated. Han Zhan felt it and took out his cell phone. Upon seeing the name "Baby Ci", Han Zhan's eyes instantly turned gentle. Closing the document, Han Zhan accepted the call and placed the phone beside his ear. His voice subconsciously became gentler. "Baby Ci."
In front, the driver couldn't help pouting when he heard this affectionate greeting.
My teeth hurt. 
Song Ci's alluring voice could be heard. "Brother Han, you asked me if I have a gown. Are we going to attend a banquet?"
"It's not a banquet, but a birthday party. Today is Old Madam Cheng's 80th birthday party. Li Li should be attending today's party, but he has something on at the last minute, so I have to go." After a pause, Han Zhan added, "I already have a family, so of course I have to bring a family member."
This was a very intriguing feeling. In the past, when he attended parties and saw others dragging their family members, Han Zhan only felt that they were boring and thought to himself that he would definitely separate work from his family in the future. But now…
Ouch. My face hurts. 
Upon hearing it, Song Ci smiled. "Sure, this is your first time bringing me to a party." Thinking of something, Song Ci asked, "Which Cheng Family is Old Madam Cheng from?"
Han Zhan said, "Cheng Ziang's grandmother."
Song Ci's smile instantly dimmed.
Thinking that she might meet the jerk Cheng Ziang tonight, Song Ci's good mood was greatly ruined. "Oh right. I heard that the Cheng Family's Old Madam is holding a big party for her 80th birthday this year. Looks like it's true."
"Mmm. Do you have a gown?"
Song Ci answered, "I do have a gown, but it's at the Mu Family residence."
"Don't keep those anymore. We will go and choose new ones again. I will send you the address and you can get Long Yu to send you to meet me."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Song Ci opened her WeChat and received Han Zhan's location. She opened her cell phone's location and turned up the volume of her voice message. "Send me to this shop, Brother Long."
"Okay."
By the time Song Ci and Long Yu arrived at the dress shop, it was already dusk. The sun was setting in the west and could fall into the darkness at any time.
The clothing store was on the second floor, and Han Zhan was standing by the French window on the second floor, watching the sunset. From the corner of his eye, he saw a car coming downstairs. Han Zhan looked down and saw Song Ci bending over to alight from the car.
She was wearing a pink and purple waist-length dress with golden high heels. Her waist was slender and sexy.
Her short hair swayed in the wind and landed on her pink lips. Song Ci brushed her black hair away and looked up to see Han Zhan standing by the window on the second floor.


The number one socialite, Song Ci, marries the worst handicapped man, Han Zhan! 
Everyone laughs at Song Ci for being blind and leaving the rich and handsome second son of the Chuan Dong Group to marry a handicapped nobody. Only she knows that soon, this person will become the richest man in Wangdong City. 
...Song Ci has been reborn to the summer when she was 22. Her sister who was killed by her adoptive father in her last life is still alive, the man who let her down is madly pursuing her, and the man who is out of reach for the entire Wangdong City is still a nobody. 
In this life, Song Ci will tear the scum with her hands, protect her family, and marry the most beautiful love! 
One day, a good friend asks Song Ci, "How do you feel after the wedding, how is Brother Han? Is he considerate or not?" 
Song Ci: "Everything else is good; it's just a little too big." 
Han Zhan, who is eavesdropping is delighted, only to hear his wife grumble.
"It's said that every three years is a generation gap. I'm three generations from him. It's so difficult to communicate with him. He doesn't use emoji when chatting…"
Infuriated, Han Zhan wears an aggrieved look resembling an emoji. 
After marrying the older man, Han Zhan, Song Ci drinks rejuvenating tea, wears thermal pants, puts on stockings, and lives a life of no worries.

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