She just laughed and shook her head slightly. "wow! You haven't figured it out yet ? My mother is Medusa! It was all a lie. Everything, is a complete lie. My 'life' is a LIE" 

"Medusa !! How your nothing like her. Not in look wise because know one has ever seen her before I thought she was just a myth". I struggled to compose myself. 

Medusa is one of the most feared people in the world. She's a gang leader to and a scam artist . No one has seen what she looks like unless she's scammed  you but even then she where's a disguise. She hides away and apparently works alone but I know that BS! 

This is up on wattpad aswell the same story but I will be posting it on here to.

After series of unfortunate events for two madly in love adults, Aria and Seth will have to decide whether their love is worth Fighting for.

A dramatic love story with realistic problems, over the top villains and two protagonist you will love, get angry at and cry with. It all comes down to one question for a relationship you've given your all to 'If Loving You?' is wrong or right.

Did she really have to explain herself? She wasn't twerking, but no one seemed to believe her. 

Luchi found herself trapped in a continuous series of unfortunate events after attempting to act out a convulsion. 

Based on true events.

This is a comic dub of mix tv series Regal Academy from Nickelodeon and Miraculous ladybug Zag. I am a fan of them both so I decided to make a fan dub about them Oh and there is a little bit of A series of unfortunate events check it out on Netflix by lemony snicket here. I am a multi Fan hehe

A room had been prepared for the press conference.
The PR Team chose one from the ground of Eros' Headquarter. They prepared a table panel, chairs and video cameras for the event. Only invited media representatives would attend. They made sure to pick a variety of them—and not just the biggest and/or most popular.
A light blue fabric draped across the room as a backdrop for the main speakers. Behind the audience's chairs, a food table had been set up. It provided snacks and drinks for the reports while 4 bottles of water had been reserved for the panelists. 
Eve sneaked a peek from behind a curtain. 
She walked around the perimeter and checked the venue. Security team gave her the green light. The videographers were on standby. Public Relations mingled outside with the guests. Some roamed the room, ready to usher or accommodate anyone who'd want more information.
Then, it started.
Reporters flooded the area and looked for their respective seats. A few decided to grab a bite early and snatched some muffins from the food table. Their chatter covered every inch of the place. The peace and quiet had vanished.
It was now time to do the talking.
Director Rowen was the first one to occupy the panel. As the casting director, she placed importance in character portrayal. Her burgundy hair easily stood out against the white room. She swept her gaze around the room, her dark eyes intimidating them. 
Some of the reporters gulped.
It didn't help that she had a face that resembled a hawk.
Beside her, Director Sam took the seat. His back and armpits sweated from nerves. He thanked the organizers for the arrangement. He loved how his beer belly was off-camera because of the table and cloth. The aqua wax on his brown hair reflected the lights. 
He gave the audience a nod and a shy smile.
Eve took a deep breath. 'So far, so good…'
The media behaved well. Their previous chatter had died down. They merely took notes and mumbled among themselves. They prepared their questions, reevaluating them. They removed what now seemed unnecessary and replaced them with new ones.
Then, Ambryan Hathaway stepped into the limelight.
Various reporters stood up and fired their questions. They hadn't expected to meet the CEO himself for this session. If anything, they figured they'd meet the studio heads. This went to show that Eros Productions took this matter far more seriously than anyone presumed.
One by one, they tried to outshout each other, hoping to be heard. 
One by one, they closed their mouths as a pair of violet eyes stared them down.
Ambryan paused behind his chair and looked at each reporter. His face wore zero emotions. He neither gazed with malice nor with kindness. Other than his secretary and the security team, the whole room seemed to be on edge all of a sudden.
The air had turned to ice.
Madison stepped onto the podium and waved. His approachable demeanor complimented Ambryan's cold one. He waved to the crowd and said, "Welcome, welcome. Sorry about that. It has been a hard day at the office as you can imagine."
A few people attempted awkward chuckles, trying to lighten up the mood.
Ambryan glanced at Madison for a second. The latter merely smiled. Ambryan shook his head and sat down next to Director Sam. He propped his elbows on the table and folded his hands together. Then, Madison occupied the last seat with arms resting on the table's edge.
The panel was complete. 
The President cleared his throat and addressed the audience once again. "I like to welcome you all once again to this conference. We'd like to start this session with an opening statement from the directors of the series. Directors, please take the floor."
Sam stayed still. His chest felt tight from the lack of breath. Cold sweat dripped down the sides of his head. He clawed his knees, trying to wake up from his nerves. His muscles felt numb despite the intense pressure and force. 
Rowen noticed this right away. She pulled the table top mic, moving its head closer to her face. Her foreign accent reverberated around the room. "We stand by our previous claims that the book's adaptation to a series instead of a movie is to bring its message justice. I find it rather unfortunate that the public read an unfinished script and judged it in its beginning process."
She squared her shoulders and continued, "Has anyone ever heard a song demo? Seen how it is written, produced and edited? There is no definite formula to how this works. Many finished works of art did not stay the same as when it was in its beginning stages."
A reporter raised his hand.
"Yes?" Rowen asked him.
"That may be true, director, but your case is slightly different. You already have a script in its pinnacle form in the book. One constraint of a movie is its limited run time so changes are inevitable. A series has less of a problem with this. So why is there a need to cut book scenes and change some of them? Is the project not well-funded and is forced to make measures?"
Rowen opened her mouth to reply but Sam beat her to it.
"I'd like to be very clear that only Eros Productions and Venus Investment had shown interest in this project. The budget is beyond my expectations. In return, we want to be wise with the money to bring satisfaction to all stakeholders."
"So you're saying that it's the studio who made these changes?"
"We are saying that we're on an experimental stage for a final script," Sam clarified, his blood boiling. These twists of words had reached deep into his skin. "For any narrative, whether written or filmed, one factor that is important is the story's flow. We had outlined the first season with an ending in mind. It's only a matter of utilizing the run duration while keeping the audience, readers or not, interested in the story."
He took a deep breath and reached for the bottled water. He hoped that the cool liquid would calm down the simmering fire inside of him. 
"Then, why not increase the runtime?" Another reporter raised up.
Rowen chose to answer it. "As mentioned, there is a budget to be kept in mind. This goes into several expenses and not just the runtime. If you wonder why we chose 45 minutes per episode, this is based on statistics. We cannot translate the novel to film word for word. We do want to keep the tone and aim to uphold it."
"There are many forms of narrative in the film industry as there are many forms in writing," Sam added. His voice had softened into a neutral tone. "As stated, we are in an experimental stage at figuring out which one would fit the series."
Murmurs echoed from the crowd. 
A reporter from the back stood up and raised her hand. "Now, that you have explained the circumstances. What is the next step? Do we simply let this pass and wait for when the TV series is out?"
Madison took the floor and explained the other side of the "Internally, we are investigating who is behind the leak. It had been done without authority and caused a misunderstanding. We will make a formal statement again once it's over."
She frowned at his words. "But fans have spoken about their opinions on the current script. Many of them are upset with the direction the studio is making. Do you have more to say other than stating that the series is at an experiment stage?"
"Moving forward…" Ambryan spoke up, his voice booming. Recorders and eyes pointed in his direction. "We want to avoid more misunderstandings with our intentions. The feedback reached our ears and they will not be in vain. This incident became quite an eye-opener. Certain measures will be implemented."
"What do you mean, Mr. Hathaway?" The same reporter questioned. Confusion clouded over the media present. What could the company have in store?
Eve leaned against the back wall. She silently watched all the events that transpired. A smirk curled at the corner of her lips. It was so like Ambryan to have something up his sleeve. This was the only moment she waited for. 
Whatever he'd say would turn the tide. 
Whoever tried to sabotage them would need to try harder.
"I am happy to announce that…" he paused. The silence stretched as listeners anticipated for his next words. A polite smile spread across his face. "With the approval of the author and the directors, we will be cooperating with a few fans and a few non-fans over the project."
As Madison hid his face, an uproar exploded from the reporters. His shoulders shook slightly. Everyone rose to their feet and yelled in reaction to the news. Sam's indigo eyes widened at the display. The outburst of energy had taken him aback. 
Rowen bowed her head and snorted.
Eve chuckled to herself. Her boss did not disappoint. Would she ever stop admiring the way his mind worked? Again and again, he always surprised others.
"Details are still being negotiated but there is one thing I saw during this incident," Ambryan's voice floated above the rest. He looked straight into the camera and said, "We are all on the same side so let's work together. Do cooperate with us."


A secretary faces a difficult choice: to join or not to join a dating site for the most eligible bachelor alive,

Her boss. However, he can't know it's her on the side of the screen. Just when she thinks it's over, more difficult things await—like meeting in real life.

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"You're not about to carry me out in bridal style again, are you?"

"Do you want me to?" He couldn't help but smirk. Her face from their date surfaced in his memories. He found it just as amusing as back then. Revenge never tasted sweeter. Would she make the same reaction right now? 

It was tempting but the venue wasn't the best place for it.

"No!" Eve protested a little too loudly. She pressed her fingers against her mouth and scanned the premise. As she predicted, hundreds of eyes watched them. A groan escaped her lips. She buried her face on the side of his chest, inhaling his cologne.

"Are you sure?" Ambryan asked, genuinely concerned now. He held her chin and raised it. His violet eyes met her hazel ones. The blush on her cheeks had magnified in saturation. He couldn't tell anymore if it came from embarrassment or the alcohol.

Either way, it intrigued him on how much redder she could possibly be.

He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I'd be gentle this time."

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As a secretary, Eve knew affiliations between her and her boss were forbidden. She must stay in his shadow where she didn't pose a threat to his lovers and his admirers. She had taken measures to fit the job, even changing her style of appearance. 

Ambryan Hathaway, CEO of Eros Productions, disliked false information. The only ones he allowed were the ones he initiated himself—mainly about his love life. In order to please his mother, he had participated in the game of love with a string of flings. 

Unfortunately, his mother had enough. She must find a way for him to open his eyes and his heart to meeting the right girl. That one spark would be enough for her son to consider marriage.

And who would be the better candidate than his own secretary? Will the screens pull them closer together or push them further apart? 

An office romance like no other!


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Disturbing Events Manifest
Series of bizarre events that Amadeus had been experiencing became an enigma in his life.  A confusion to take a deep understanding of the occurring phenomena that needed to be answered.  But despite all his difficult effort to resolve for himself in which he even consulted some reputable  psychics in town he could not find a single answer for his questions that remained riddles at the back of his mind. But yet, a series of unfortunate events persisted along his way.
There was nothing he could do, but to move on.  Red was stunned with what Amadeus was experiencing, but he could not blame anybody for his close encounter with those unfortunate events. Amadeus remained strong and courageous despite all these negative encounters and thinking of fighting to the end to finish the tale.
" I do n't want to suffer more.  I do n't want to encounter such bizarre occurrences at all. " Amadeus cried out.
" Don't be depressed.  Everything will come to pass by. Have faith in God and yourself."  Sarah urged.
" Every man has his own trials in life to overcome. Be strong in any given trial" she added.
" You're right but, there must be an end to this agony" He moaned.
" Exactly and that is what you have to find out. On how to resolve your problem. Seek in order to find" She continued.
" You must be strong in the Lord.  Don't give up"  She added.
" Perhaps, you're right.  I will try to be strong and seek the remedy to end this riddle." He replied.
Amadeus learned to face another scenario that he would like to repel.  His thoughts began to realize that his dilemma was a reality to handle.
One sunny day off, Amadeus and his family were walking along their way out to the national road as they happened to pass by a defunct old beer garden when he suddenly heard an echo of an enchanting voice that was calling him. It 's a chilling voice. The echo was like coming from a cave.
" Amadeus ! Amadeus !  Amadeus come over here !" " Huh, what was that ?" Did you hear that?  The loud chilling voice was calling me. "  He asked Sarah.
" No, I did n't. I can't hear any voice calling you" Sarah was scared.
" C'mon let's go back home. Something is wrong.  Don't proceed" She insinuated.
" Yes. It's real. Let's go back home to be safe. That's an omen "  He said.
The thought of witchcraft  came into his suspicious mind based on the narrative facts and the series of unfortunate events that Amadeus had been experiencing.
" There must be an implied message why they are doing these things to me.  I believe Linda being an alchemist is responsible for what I have been experiencing." Amadeus sighed.
" You are not so sure, Dude.  How can you prove that? You could hardly prove those events were her works "  Sarah explained.
" Who do you think will do these to me?  They wanted us to abandon this house for Sophia's own benefit." He continued.
" No. Forget about alchemy.  Keep praying.  Events and trials in life just come along the way that we must be prepared to solve.  Everyone has his own trials in life.  It so happens that you are being tried to be stronger and  mature." She continued.
"  I am quite sure they have something to do with these strange events.  They are doing something evil to me "  he added.
In the evening, Amadeus had to check the surroundings to keep them safe. He would lock the gates, windows and possible ingresses and egresses of intruders that had been recently wandering the village.
He got a chain for his mountain bike and tied the front wheel around the pole at the gate.  He would sneak into the window to check if the roof was being hovered by devil bats.  Later, he would lie in bed and get a deep catnap. After a few moments, his slumber would suddenly be distracted by bad dreams.
"Why? What's wrong again ?" Sarah asked.
" I heard a great sound of the slammed door directly into my deep ears just moments ago." He moaned.
Sarah got out to take in a glass of water.
" What could that be? Are you sure of what you heard ?"  She asked.
" Very sure. I heard a large wooden-oak door heavily slammed that woke me up"  He continued.
Sarah was silent and could not do anything but hugged Amadeus.  They opted not to sleep anymore, but to incline against the headboard instead and to be more vigilant just to let the time elapsed until daybreak .
Amadeus went out of the house and went around.  His attention was caught by the chain he tied around the pole.
" Sarah, Sarah come here " He called with astonishment.
Sarah was stunned as she rushed to the gate.
"Why? " " Look at the chain I tied in front of the wheels, It's now tied into the rear wheel ?" He asked reluctantly.
" I tied the front wheel around this pole last night and now it has been transferred into the rear wheel ?" He continued.
"Really?  "
" What do we do now ?" Sarah asked.
Amadeus was anxious and became more restless.
" It's getting worse now. I am confused about these weird occurrences in me" He sighed.
" I will go to the house and ask Red and Ben for help.  We cannot just take things without immediate and serious  consideration otherwise, the next move will be more appalling." He said.
" No.  Let's seek the help of  Churchmen and see what action they could take about these strange things. " Sarah suggested.
They called a Church Pastor and told him the enigmatic events that took place relating to Amadeus's eerie situation.
" I do n't think yours  is just an ordinary spiritual issue.  The chain as you said is one example of the manifestation of evil work." the Pastor said.
" Do you think this could be done by an ordinary person doing some black magic or some sort of what they call  alchemy and witchcraft ?" Amadeus asked curiously.
"Alchemy? I never heard of that yet.  I only know some evil works such as divination, witchcraft, and sorcery."
"Alchemy is a form of witchcraft using different chemicals, oils, and herbs to a person being the subject of their evil work," explained Amadeus.
" But I believe that something has befallen on you that may be the result of an evil work however, I still believe in the power of prayers to repel evil works. You should be prayerful and strong in the Lord.  Cast them out in the Name of Jesus when they manifest again along the way and eventually, it will disappear." the Pastor added.
" But how do you find yourself, I hope you don't mind and I don't want to offend you?" asked the Pastor.
" I am okay, Pastor. My mind is clear as my body is strong.  I cannot say I am insane because an insane person is out of his right mind,  but  I know what is going on around me. I know what's happening now.  I could not have summoned you if I am not in my right senses."  He explained.
" Good, you have to be vigilant and use the power of prayer as I told you," the Pastor said.
" Shall we take steps against those persons whom we suspect are responsible for this?" Sarah asked.
" No. not at the moment and as long as you have proven and have the available evidence.  That will be subject to a police jurisdiction after all." The Pastor added.
" But we have a reliable man who could pinpoint the place of the alchemist and her exact location," Amadeus said.
" Why not let the police do it for you?  Tell the police about the subject and see the place surreptitiously."
" I think your suggestion is better" Sarah replied.
Amadeus and Sarah went to the old house to talk to Red of the persisting events.  They revealed everything that had been happening in the past with Amadeus.
" That's incredible. I won't believe Sophia nor Linda would do that to you" Red said.
" Still,  you don't believe in me and Ben about his testimony. Shall  I just wait for the time that I and every one of us get harmed physically?  I  firmly believe that they have something to do with these events because they are evildoers " Amadeus exclaimed.
" And not only us will be in trouble, but it will also be you next time.  Believe me, they're after your wealth, Bro "  He added
" So, what do you want me to do now?" Red said calmly.
" I will ask Ben to lead me to the place and affirm the information before I tell this to the police.  "  He said.
" But your action may be drastic.  They might be involved in alchemy, but nobody has proven that it's the result of their works.  Nobody would believe that there still exists witchcraft and alchemy today neither the police would believe, too." Red said.
" We can give them the benefit of the doubt as long as there are available material proofs taken or seen in the crime scene, it would suffice to affirm their evil works.  You should know that evil still exists."  Amadeus pronounced.
"  We could not say that sorcery or witchcraft is an outmoded activity.  It could be inherited by the relatives of those who embraced it in the past." He added.
" It's up to you to do so," Red replied.
" To make it clear and affirm that witchcraft still exists today, I will seek for a person who knows something about it," Amadeus said.
"What? Will you spend your time doing it? You will get crazy" Red said with a surprise.
" Why not?  There are places in this country where sorcery and witchcraft do exist or being practice as there are persons who know where they could be found. " Amadeus said.
" I can't hold you back with your decision.  If it's for the good and resolution of the problem then go for it. We're here to back you."  Red said.
Amadeus strongly believed that witchcraft still happened in modern time.  He began searching books pertaining to it.  In the library and in many places he suspected to have experienced the horror of the past and old towns that could have a history of persons practicing witchcraft and sorcery.  As a result, Amadeus was able to learn and discover pertaining to the history of places, persons and the subject of sorcery, however, he was still unsuccessful to find the answers to his personal problems.

In an old town in Rumania.  Amadeus is confused.  He has been disturbed by bizarre occurrences and mysterious intervention of bad dreams that dwell in his sleep.
 Disgruntled, Amadeus and  his friend, Ben make an intrepid  move to crack down the origin of persisting phenomenal occurrences in the former’s life. To resolve the mystery, they stalk the suspected alchemist and sorcerer who is no other than  his friend. On their way  to the wild prairie they discover the abode of their  mystery foes.  A suspense-thrilling and intriguing  story that will stun  readers on the brink of their seats while unveiling  the reality and existence of modern-day witchcraft and alchemy.

This constrained liquid containment has been my home for ages. At first I couldn't feel anything but I knew I had a body albeit a tiny one. This was strange to me, I had once researched what happens after we die and if reincarnation is real. But experiencing it myself, was an entirely outlandish idea and I always had this notion that even if reincarnation is real we would have no recollection of our past life. I mean it's only logical for one to forget certain things. I have no idea how long it's been or who exactly i'm talking to but after over thirty years of having inner monologues I got used to it. My aunt would say I was antisocial but I bet she had no idea what that meant as she probably heard it from her better educated friends.
I sometimes see myself planning out an entire sequence of events waiting for the right moment to put it to good use. Right now I see myself waiting for a long time before that happens. I've read so many books on reincarnated characters but they sometimes never seem logical. Some characters want to spend their second chance at life "peacefully" until one random event pushes them into a series of unfortunate events. Each one either worse than the last or simply devoid of logic. I get that some people read it as an escape from reality but come on. I mean I'm okay with magic, maybe insanely entranced with the idea but I also want a little measure of validity to the events.
Although I would love them to be logical and realistic. I'm not opposed to the idea of illogical events happening in order to move the story given the execution is meaningful and worth the read. Well now it's my turn to dive into a series of unfortunate events and hopefully like most protagonists with my own golden finger and plot armour.
Being constricted in a liquid sac has given me much time to look back at my past life. I grew up in a relatively stable home. Well as long as you could ignore the constant fights and rigorous make up sex. It was like an endless loop constantly repeating itself and the people involved couldn't escape. My dad's sex friend never left him, I guess it was just that good. I recall being unable to understand why she stayed with him. It got me wondering was sex really all that; a question to which I would get an answer seven years later.
Besides being in a toxic relationship and also good at sex, my dad was a responsible father. He made sure I was well fed and cared for but somethings don't last forever. He died in a car crash and was blown to bits. That's what I told everyone at school, I figured it made for an interesting story time. Plus the teachers let me skip assignments and tests for an entire school year until my dad miraculously returned. I was suspended and my dad hit me for the first time in my life. I never did learn my lesson because I returned shortly after telling everyone he had cancer. They didn't believe me but I proved to be very persuasive and wouldn't take no for an answer. Despite my various escapades I managed to graduate top of the class three years later. I was what some may call beauty and brains but society had a different view of things as I was only considered average by my peers.
After graduation I was left wondering what to do with my life. My dad already made plans but I wouldn't be a good child if I didn't resist his desperate efforts at trying to stir my life. He wanted me to be a lawyer and even though it was a good pick. Not to mention well inclined with my set of skills but I beg to differ. His house, his rules and my life, my terms. So I decided to become an actress and enrolled in a prestigious performing arts school. I was extremely good at it and I saw myself making a living out of it plus it was great fun. It wouldn't be life without a dash of pain, misery, stress and disappointments. When I started auditioning for roles I was amazed at the sheer amount of rejections I received but learnt to build from ground up because experience was key. Long story short six year later I got a major role and done properly could put me on the map. This was the opportunity of a lifetime and my father said to grab the bull by the horns so I poured my heart and soul only for the series to be recast on it's pilot episode. I was dropped for a big name actress "who could interpret the character better" than I did. All she had going for her was a pretty face and a good family name; she had zero acting skills. I swear she played the same exact role in every show she's been in. The girl could cry, I'd give her that but she was a horrible actress. I held no grudges but I couldn't help myself so I took to social media and in kind words expressed my grief. She lost the role two months later. The producers decided to withdraw the wrong judgement and I was recast for the role which I was more than ready for.
However the success and global recognition I had hoped for was a far cry from what I had expected and at this point all I needed was one decent gig to propel me to stardom. I often found myself wondering if I expected too much from life. I loved my job but I needed something to show to my dad so he wouldn't think I'm a disappointment. I forgot to mention, although he let me choose my path he made sure I learnt the hard way. His own way was refusing to pay my fees hoping that I would come to some sort of realization that his way was better. I pulled through and finally managed to land a big screen role unfortunately before I could make my big screen debut fate already made plans and my long wish for a reset button was granted. So here I am summarizing my past life story.

At first I couldn't feel anything but I knew I had a body albeit a tiny one. This was strange to me, I had once researched on what happens after we die and if reincarnation is real. But experiencing it myself, was entirely outlandish idea...


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He said that he married Li Qianxue against his own wishes. He promised that he would never be intimate with Li Qianxue again. He said that he will save himself for me to gain my trust.
Xiang Caiping smiled. Her smile was tinged with bitterness. A sudden realization had dawned upon her. She could finally overcome her years of obsession with him.
Su Chenghui is a cheat. He worked against his own self-interest. He clearly professed his loyalty to me, yet he had a son with someone else. How ludicrous is he?
Su Qingsang sensed something was amiss when she saw Xiang Caiping disappear into the back of the room. Reverting her attention back to her phone screen, a thought occurred to her. Did this picture infuriate her?
That evening, Su Qingsang waited for Huo Jinyao to get home so that she could mention the incident to him.
"Do you think Aunt Xiang has suffered some kind of setback?" 
"I have no idea." Huo Jinyao could not comprehend Xiang Caiping's reaction either. "Could she be unhappy about the fact that your father had a child with another woman?"
Su Qingsang was stupefied. She tried to grasp the situation and considered the plausibility of Huo Jinyao's assumption. "I guess so."
When a man you love had a child with another woman…
"I think there could be other reasons too." Huo Jinyao fathomed the crux of the issue. "Think about this - Su Peizhen is older than you, so Aunt Xiang would know about your father raising a child with another woman."
"You're right, this doesn't make sense." Su Qingsang could not wrap her head around the issue and was not willing to ponder it anymore. "My father is really…"
He was not willing to marry Li Qianxue, and he got Xiang Caiping pregnant.
"It's just a series of unfortunate events." In truth, Huo Jinyao discreetly held Su Chenghui in disdain. If he was truly determined, he would not have gotten involved with Li Qianxue and would have resolutely rejected her.
If he had chosen to be involved with Li Qianxue, he should not have been simultaneously engaged in an ambiguous relationship with Xiang Caiping.
Su Qingsang remained silent. She knew that what had happened in the past was not merely a series of unfortunate events.
Either way, the responsibility lays with Su Chenghui. Li Qianxue was definitely culpable for her actions too.
Her obstinacy in pursuing and possessing what she desired resulted in the trio's misery. What was the point in that?
"Dear, it's Friday tomorrow. Why don't you take Mother shopping after work tomorrow night? We can all go for a short trip together over the weekend."
"That's a good idea." Su Qingsang nodded. She had wanted to show Xiang Caiping around. "My mother arrived here without a cellphone. I plan to take her to purchase one tomorrow before applying for a credit card for her."
Huo Jinyao muttered a reply. He thought for a while before pulling out a credit card from his wallet and handing it to Su Qingsang. "Remember to use my card for your purchase."
"Why should I use your card? I have money."
Huo Jinyao had wanted to give Su Qingsang his card since the beginning of their relationship. His status had not been known to her at the time. He was apprehensive then about incurring her suspicion.
After returning from Rong City, the matter had slipped his mind. This was a timely moment to offer her his card.
"Also, cellphones are widely used to pay for purchases now. Who even carries cards around anymore?"
Su Qingsang looked him over and he nodded. "Hold on to the card regardless. It can be bound to the cellphone's payment application."
Su Qingsang's gaze lingered on the card in Huo Jinyao's hand before she finally took it. "Would it bother you if I didn't spend your money right now?"
"Of course," Huo Jinyao nodded. "You're my wife. I naturally have to provide for you. What's the point of me making so much money if you can't spend it?"
"Fine, since you apparently want yourself to be poor." Su Qingsang put the card aside. "Alright, let's turn in."
This suggestion appealed to him. "Yes, let's hit the sack."
Huo Jinyao turned and lowered himself on top of Su Qingsang.


The young master of the Huo Family was well-known in the Rong City. Having been brought up in a military, political, and business family, he was decisive in dealing with businesses, yet sexually continent as it was said. Nevertheless, he happened to fall in love with an illegitimate daughter. 
The disgraceful illegitimate daughter had been detested by her whole family, but suddenly won the love of the young master of the Huo Family.
Since then, he turned into a “slave” of his wife and pampered her.
Mrs. Huo: “They say I am an illegitimate daughter, and totally out of your league.”
Master Huo: “Who has such a big mouth! I’m gonna sew it up!”
Mrs. Huo started circling on his chest with a finger, “They also say you’ll get tired of me sooner or later.”
Master Huo held his wife into his arms, proving his love to her with practical actions, “Nonsense! My wife’s body is soft and easy to be pushed down to bed, how come I will get tired of you!?”
Mrs. Huo: “Pervert!”



A lovely woman is smiling sweetly in front of a camera. In front of her are a lot of foods like burgers, corndogs, french fries, chicken nuggets, fried chickens, a can of diet coke, and thirst-quenchers from Mike Donald's. 

"Hi, guys! Today, I am going to eat a lot of fast foods from Mike Donald's, and Burger Queen. Yes! Burger Queen now has the yummy and tasty corndogs and you can get them for only $1.49 each. I bought five of them because I think I will..." she breathed heavily, "I think I'll like them because I like hotdogs. I also have these thirst-quenchers from Mike Donald's and I've tried this Wintermelon MikeFreeze before and I bought this again because I really like it, so, without further ado, let's get eatin'!" 

She started eating the big burgers first then smiled happily at the camera while chewing the food inside her mouth. You can hear the sound of her chewing the food and her slightly gagging when the food hits her throat. 

She then grabbed the fried chicken leg, dipping it into the gravy, and gave it a big bite. She sips on the glass where she pours the diet coke from the can to drown the meat inside her mouth. She pours the mustard on the burger and takes a big bite out of it. She closed her eyes as she chews and sips on her drink again. She grabbed the burger again and ate it wholeheartedly. 

When she tried to suck in the small strip of cheese that almost fell from her mouth, the unfortunate woman suddenly widens her eyes and her hands automatically flew to her neck, dropping the corndog from her hand, and she fell to the ground with a loud thud. Few minutes had passed and the stream cuts off. 

NEW YORK. Agent Eric got out of his car. He had arrived at the crime scene. Police cars and an ambulance were all over 56 Willow Street in Brooklyn. He walked towards the apartment's door and went inside. 

Detective Fox was already inside and he greeted the agent by the door. "How is Agent Violet?" he asked. Agent Eric said, "She's fine." Agent Eric struts inside as he wears a pair of blue gloves, and went near the table where a woman was found lying dead on the floor. 

"She's Amethyst Parker, a streamer and a vlogger. She was seen by the police completely lying on the floor. Doors were locked from the inside so she was alone, the police had to break the front door. She was streaming when she suddenly choke and the audience were the ones who called the police. You have been called to investigate because of this." Detective Fox handed him a file from one of the drawers of the table. 

Agent Eric took a look at the papers containing all of the details about Amethyst Parker and a contract from her management--Blumhouse Entertainment. Blumhouse Entertainment is one of the FBI's most suspicious agency. They have been tracking its services and management for two years. The agency has a shitty contract as per Violet, and they have been dubious about its agreement with their streamers. "This is a case Agent Violet would like to work for. I'll have her take a look at this contract when I visit her tonight in her apartment." Agent Eric took some pictures for Agent Violet to review later. He also took some pictures of the crime scene and even a panoramic view of the whole apartment of the victim. 

He also took pictures of the building outside and recorded some of the statements of the neighbors. He was now on his way to head back to the quarters when Detective Fox stopped him from getting inside the car. "Agent Eric," he called. 

"Yes, Detective?" the agent asked and faced him. 

"Can you please send my regards to Agent Violet?" Detective Fox scratched the back of his head, feeling uneasy about saying such words to Agent Eric. He was kind of embarrassed to tell Agent Eric that he also cares for Agent Violet as a colleague. A lot of people know that he and Agent Violet do not get well together so he was embarrassed to say that. "I-I was too shy to ask for her number and talk to her over the phone and ask if she's doing fine. I just... I care for her as a colleague and nothing else." 

Agent Eric chuckled and tapped him on the shoulder. "That's fine, I'll tell her you missed her. I gotta go." He went inside his car and drove away before the detective can say anything. Detective Fox was left there shocked and confused because he didn't say that he missed Agent Violet. He looked around for other people who might get the wrong idea of him liking the egotistic, show-off agent. And when he saw that people aren't listening and minding their own business, he headed inside the apartment and lead the team. 

*** 

"We should let your family know." Hugo sat beside Violet in her apartment. They were watching a movie about an agent who works for the bureau who was teamed up with a detective for a drug cartel in Mexico. 

"Why would you do that? I don't need them here. Their presence won't be helping with the immediate healing of my wound," she said matter-of-factly. "This movie's quite creative. Interesting. I've never seen my life as an agent this...adventurous. This agent had a lot of action. Us agents in real-life work in a boring mode. It's all paperwork for us. But this scene reminds me of Detective Fox." She popped a popcorn kernel in her mouth as she motioned for Hugo to look at the screen. 

"Why? And who's Detective Fox?" He asked, confused why there's another name of a guy that comes out of her mouth. 

Violet laughed, "The detective doesn't like working with me and I don't work quite well with him too. But, you know, we can't complain when Mr. Warren says so. The guy has got the potential though. I admire his work." 

"Should I be nervous?" 

Violet looked at him as she creased her forehead. Her lips slightly pouted as she looked at him in confusion. "What? Why?" 

"Because there's another guy that likes you besides me and Agent Montenaro." 

Violet laughed and stopped as she glanced at his confused face then laugh again. "The poor guy's heart just got broken when his longtime girlfriend cheats on him. He was very much in love with the girl. There's no way that he'll like me." 

"I'll know when I see him," Hugo stated. He knows his own kind. He knows a man when he sees one. 

"Oh, come on! Stop making that face." Violet laughed as she sips on her coffee. 

"What face?" Hugo asked. 

"That curious-slash-doubtful face." 

"I never knew that I make a face like that," Hugo tapped his cheek and look at the TV screen. They resumed watching the movie until it's time for Hugo to go. 

"Are you sure, you have to go?" Violet jokingly asked Hugo. 

"Do you not want to? I can skip family dinner for you." He was serious. He'd rather be with Violet than show up at their family dinner. 

"I'm just joking, you idiot. Go on. Take care," she said as she slightly pushed him out of the door and handed him his coat. 

"I'll see you again, Agent." He gave her a soft smile and she gave him hers. She waved at him and he drove off. 

Few hours had passed and the doorbell to her flat buzzes. 

She walked to the door to find a beaming Agent Eric on the door. Few plastic bags on his hands. "Agent Montenaro, you're late and I'm starving," she said. 

"What? I just got from the office and went to take out some food. I was so exhausted to cook for you, Violet." Eric handed her the plastic of the delicious take out. Violet gladly took it and throw herself on the sofa right in front of the television and continue to binge-watch the series, Stranger Things, on Netflix. 

Eric sat beside her and looked at her as she happily ate the food while making herself comfortable as she sat with her feet up on the coffee table. "What are you watching?" he asked her and ate his food. 

"Stranger Things. This show is so good. Are you going home tonight? You can stay and let's binge-watch this series. I promise we'll stop watching it right after we finish season 1." 

He laughed. Violet is like a child. "Yeah, I'll stay. But we'll just watch okay? Don't you ask me to do little tasks for you like the last time because I swear. I swear to God, Violet. I'm not your housekeeper." He remembered the time when he once spent the night in Violet's flat. The woman was so lazy, even getting the remote was too hard for her and when he handed her the remote, she told him to turn the TV off by himself because she was focusing on something. She told him that she wants to keep her brain at peace and not interrupt it by doing simple tasks like turning the television off. 

"It was for the case! I just don't want to get interrupted by the television. I hate it when I hear something in the background except my own voice," she reasoned out. 

"Yeah, I know." He suddenly remembered about Detective Fox when he saw Hopper on the TV. "Oh, I forgot to tell you something." 

Violet hummed as an indicator that she heard him. When he didn't speak, she looked at him briefly and ask, "What?" 

"Detective Fox missed you, and is now asking for your number." 

Violet's forehead creased as she tore her eyes away from the TV screen. She looked at Eric straight in the eye and said, "Is he crushing on me, Montenaro?"

Special Agent Violet (sometimes Secret Agent Violet) is one of the FBI's best agents. She's very good at deducing people and observing things most people missed.

She's socially inept with no friends. She's very dedicated and loves her work...so much.

The word love is alien to her. Relationships were nothing for her.

She just needs work, work, work, and work.

Her heart was stone-cold.

"Karate chopping the clichés and norms all in a dress."

She's a special agent. And she's Violet.

This is a story of solving crimes, murders, deductions, and romance.

So, if you like solving riddles, ciphers, crimes like that, this is a story for you.

Read at your own risk.

Special thanks to FeralNeko for the illustration! <3

Who was Wei Wuyin?
Who was Long Chen?
These two questions were on the mind of the present elite crowd today, and especially the primary question that Na Xinyi had to thoroughly ponder on. Her dazed and slightly glazed eyes revealed the swarming mess that was her mind.
For all these years, nearing twelve years, she harbored an absolutely intense hatred for those responsible in the hunting, murder, and enslavement of her senior and junior sisters, brothers, and elders. Her entire sect had collapsed until it became nothing more than a figment of other people's memories.
At that time of her sect's swift demise, she hated the world for her weakness and swore revenge against those responsible. But she was too weak, and all she could do was flee at the behest of her fellow sect members. She left with those civilians and mortal elders unable to fight, with a few warriors to protect them. They didn't last long.
Because of Wei Wuyin. His eyes were like a hawk as he drove them fleeing in horror, unable to escape his clutches. They were captured, killed, and abused without regard. This was their fate, and she had thought it would be hers too.
Until she saw him. He was an exceptionally phenomenal man, unlike the cruel, cold, and vicious hunter she imagined. His appearance was handsome to the extreme, his resplendent silver eyes contained sharp and intelligent light wherever they went, and his strength was unquestionable! The first impression she had of him was unforgettable.
How woeful was her. To have, no, feel these thoughts in her heart as she remained shackled to her fellow female sect members, being analyzed to see if they'll be selected as fodder for the men that killed their family and friends or sold for a pretty price to a fate unknown. 
She was in tears, and when he looked upon her, and those silver eyes revealed a hint of confusion, then interest, then she had hope—hope in surviving. 
Since she could remember, she was ordinary. Her talent, her cultivation, her backing, and even her personality; nothing stood out. Her time was spent mostly cultivating, hanging out as a quiet member of the sect, or just being a spectator to others fascinating life events.
It was dreary and unfortunate. She always wondered if she'd be able to one day float in the sky like those Mortal Gods, or be able command respect wherever she went. In her idle time, she daydreamed about becoming an Empress of the World. This daydream became her innermost desires of her heart.
So when she saw Wei Wuyin, a figure that even she had heard about, an expert that worked his way from nothing after tragedy, how could she not desire for him to be her prince charming to the rescue? Was she being ridiculous? Idiotic? Completely unrealistic? Of course, but it was her dream.
Then, he brought her away. He helped her avoid the disgusting fate as sexual fodder or being sold, and performed a series of strange spells on her. She thought he intended to use her as a cultivation cauldron, practicing evil methods, but while she was scared, she could only accept it.
When he later told her that she had a unique physique, which he discovered because of the color of her eyes that was cloudy grey, she didn't believe him. But he gave her an option, a choice: Dual cultivate willingly and be set free.
The other choice was obvious. It was either with consent or forceful, but it was her choice. Later, she would learn that willingly dual cultivation was nearly three times as effective than forced extraction of her primal yin essence, so she understood why he even gave her that option.
She took it.
She wanted to live.
However, perhaps even she didn't realize it, but when she was set free, her heart was weighed down by this freedom. Was this it? Was her life going to continue to be ordinary? Perhaps this wws why hatred fueled her heart even to this day. She developed a drive to become greater than she ever was!
After this, she stumbled into a mess in her clumsy attempt at rising greater and was subsequently saved by Long Chen. They squabbled, even fought at one point, but they were forced to work together to survive. Her yin physique helped bypass an obstacle, and then their friendship grew. What turned into friendship was her experiencing the exceptional characteristics and greatness that Long Chen exuded.
He wasn't ordinary.
His determination towards cultivation and pursuit of strength, to avoid being ordinary, and gaining control over his own fate. He fought from being referred to as a trash by all into a feared expert! His future potential seemed limitless. Perhaps he would be able to rule over the continent one day...maybe even the entire starry sky.
She thought for a moment: "If I became his woman, would I be able to rule by his side?"
This thought was infectious and she latched onto his side like a reluctant woman. Over the course of several years and many events, both eventful and uneventful, they developed a greater than normal relationship. Her hatred, however, was still fierce and burning. How could it not? It drove her to greater heights!
So when Long Chen learned of her background, what happened to her to make her bitter and hateful, he swore to kill the one responsibility on her behalf—Wei Wuyin & Wu Chen.
You see, Wu Chen was the main culprit behind the death of her comrades. It was his lust and greed for the Violet Moon Sect's top beauty that led to its eventual collapse. In the end, that beauty was captured while her home was destroyed. Her struggles and reluctance led to the death of numerous innocents, and it did nothing to stop her from ending up in the clutches of THAT man! 
Earlier, when Mei Mei had arrived alongside Wu Chen, Long Chen's emotions were exceptionally fierce because he intended to kill Wu Chen. Unfortunately, Wei Wuyin halted this inevitably in an attempt to protect Mei Mei. Considering Mei Mei was Wu Chen's Dao Companion, Long Chen didn't try a second attempt due to realizing that Wei Wuyin would pounce with the utmost ferocity imaginable.
It was truly unfortunate. 
Now, she stood before the man she wanted to kill and the greatest obstacle in killing the other. He had taken her first time, her innocence, and now was speaking bluntly and stating that he would take her as his wife, support her through the trials of heaven and earth, ensuring her happiness and dreams.
If it was anyone else, she wouldn't take this seriously, but the question once more entered her mind:
Who was Wei Wuyin?
A man with unearthly good-looks, cultivation talent and speed that rivaled the most elite geniuses, strength that was pretty much unrivaled in the continent's residents as he claimed Wu Jiao's arm and exiled him from his presence. How fucking fierce and exceptional was he?
Furthermore, he was a Lord Alchemist! The number of Lord Alchemists on the entire continent barely reached a few dozen in number!
Young, talented, strong, and skilled.
These four traits were all exceptional for a cultivatior.
Handsome, charismatic, intelligent, and domineering.
These four traits were all exceptional in a man.
But…
Those glazed eyes of hers inevitably turned subconsciously to inspect Long Chen.
Who was Long Chen?
They had fought against each other, traveled together, survived life and death together, and he even swore to get revenge for her(albeit with complete and utter lack of success thus far). Did he lack any of those four traits of a cultivator? Absolutely not. Did he lack any of those four traits as a man? Absolutely not.
From an outsider's perspective, Wei Wuyin was the obvious choice. While they both possessed these characteristics, they were utterly not at the same level. Long Chen may be five years younger, but Wei Wuyin was a Lord Alchemist with the same cultivation base.
Long Chen may be strong, but Wei Wuyin was presently stronger.
Long Chen may be handsome, but Wei Wuyin was an unnatural freak in the looks department, capable of excelling immensely amongst his gender. Charisma? Perhaps Long Chen was slightly better, but it's not as if Wei Wuyin paled in comparison. 
As for domineering will, just from his earlier display, Wei Wuyin definitely had far sturdier will. 
From the perspective of those who knew their growing story, perhaps Long Chen was the most obvious choice. 
To her, despite her attachment to Long Chen over the course of these years, the most important factor was: "Could she become the Empress of the World with him?" 
Her eyes when she looked at Long Chen lost a little of its haze. If she followed him, be with him, wouldn't that be possible?
Long Chen's calm eyes that revealed trust and belief in her was apparent. When she turned to see Wei Wuyin, she wasn't met with a smile, but mostly casual indifference. Would he really allow her dreams to come true? Could he? He might...
"I…" her heart seemed to know what to say, but before she could mutter a word, Wei Wuyin interrupted her.
"You don't have to choose now. I don't really care when you decide, as long as you don't become intimate with another man before you do, then I'll always take you as my wife." Those words were frighteningly casual, even containing a hint of distant coldness. In the middle of his words, he glanced at Long Chen.
To Wei Wuyin, this wasn't an important priority, and in truth, he didn't really feel like obtaining a burden. If, and when, he overcame his second Calamity of Hell, or rose his cultivation base to a sufficient point, could he start to truly plan for things like this. Until then, it was best to avoid this entirely. Leaving it as an option for her was generous enough.
"You…" Na Xinyi thoughts and emotions were sent into a spiral. She had thought of the past, present, and future, contemplating everything, only to be interrupted and say it's fine whenever? How casual! To think! To think…
Wei Wuyin completely ignored the fiery and mixed emotions in her eyes. He saw that her choice was set, and he truly didn't feel like having a burden at this moment. He felt that it would bring about endless trouble at this particular juncture of his life.
Just from his observation of Long Chen, those beauties by his side seemed to be siphoning his karmic luck endlessly, otherwise there's no way all those people, those that followed him into a misguided goal of retrieving a woman that wasn't a captive or under any threat, would experience an abrupt and grisly death.
As for Long Chen, he had a smug grin. It was impossible not to. To him, when Na Xinyi looked back to him and her eyes cleared a little, he felt in his heart that she had chosen him. And when Wei Wuyin intervened when her words were about to be spoken, wasn't that a way to save face? 
Tch! 
How pathetic!
While they both had their own thoughts, Na Xinyi's choice was stifled still, unable to escape her lips.
"If you want to take responsibility, then you should show some sincerity first." A voice resounded from within Long Chen's group. 


The Heavenly Dao exists.

It decides what is right and what is wrong. To act against it is to sin, to act according to it is to be blessed by its graces.

The world of cultivation is difficult, an unchanging principle. Yet there are those who are cherished by the Heavens, cuddled into rising above all and everyone else. How can this be? Why must this be?

What is moral and just? What is evil and immoral?! 

WHY DOES IT GET TO DECIDE?!

So we, the Sinners, we act against the Heavenly Daos, grasp our own fates in hopes of truly overturning them.

This is a Journey of a young boy born Blessed, but turned Sinner.

The greatest sinner of them all.

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