What is more worse than zero on a marksheet?
A day in which you have to steal money to save your mother. Getting caught red-handed about that and getting added to a mysterious chat group which really loves dark things of the world.
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IT IS ENDING UP IN THAT LAST CHAT GROUP OF THOSE FOUR CHAT GROUPS.

The Stars Shine Down

"This is your one final chance, you lose and you forget script writing forever." Words echoed loud in my ear as I registered my name for the broadcast channel's scriptwriting competitions for new television series. "You will do as I say and waste no more time". I could still feel those raging words as I entered the auditorium where hundreds were grouped and divided into different groups. A group of ten is created with one scriptwriter, one director, and eight actors. And I have landed in the group 21 with 8 girls and only two boys where one has still not made it.
"Good Morning everyone" a very pretty lady stood in front of the podium tall and slim wearing an electric blue dress and greeted the crowd. The stage looked simple with only the channel's name written in the flex and pinned to the curtains. "Such talented people gathered here today and oh my god I feel young all of a sudden." The crowd laughed and so did I nervously. The lady went on with her speech and addressing various guests. "Excuse me, can you just.." a guy stood requesting to move a bit for him to sit down. I moved towards my left where none were sitting and give him space next to me. "Thanks," he said. "Is this group 21?" he asked again. "Yup" I replied and sat quietly. 'Oh my god! how can someone look this handsome, even showing his face on camera, people can make money.' "Hey you're the writer?" he asked again. She turned to look at him and nodded. "You okay?" he asked. She exhaled "uh-hmm yeah! Why?" "Nothing." He smiled. "You look a bit tensed." i smiled and looked away. 'Strange.' I thought 'get your head straight girl' i warned myself and kept thinking about the story to come up with, write and present. The girls sitting in the front and back all seem to give strange looks and murmur commenting about Mr. Handsome but who wouldn't do this. And my dad's voice was back in my head and scares me all over again.
"Since you all are already sitting in groups, begin writing the story you have time till 1 in the afternoon. Writing ends there and after lunch break sharp on 2 begins your practice where the actors will learn their lines and evening by 5 on time begins our drama in this stage." The lady gave us the schedule for the day and displayed the countdown time starting from 10.00 a.m. it was 9.40 already. The writers rushed down towards stage to collect the notepads, and stationery materials required to write the scripts No electronic gadgets were allowed inside the place to avoid plagiarism and to avoid the chances of scripts already prepared and brought in laptops.
"So what are you planning on writing?" Amy, the long-haired girl, leader of our group asked me while the others all sat waiting for me to answer.
"A historical drama while the rest of the groups will definitely go for the modern," I answered.
"Are you sure?" the handsome face asked me. And I nodded back at him.
"Tell us the story. I hope you already have one in mind if you have decided on historical drama." The other said in the group said. I nodded again and tied my hair up into a ponytail and corrected my fringes. "This is the story about the tradition that we had had here ages before where the upper-classmen were allowed to marry and also keep women as concubines apart from their number of wives. There are two brothers where only eldest is allowed to marry while the youngest is allowed to have only relationships concubines. The youngest brother falls in love with a concubine he once goes to sleep with and gets into trouble. Stirring up the social issues at those times and revolts by the rebels against this system. The girl is a lower class person and the eldest brother becomes the villain trying to get hold of this girl for her beauty and marries her against the couple's will. The girl's parents crazy for money allows to marry her off and the hero had to see her as his sister in law the girl he loves and used to spend time with. In the end, they try to elope but get caught. And the king orders the guards to assassinate them for breaking the systems followed in the kingdom rising the greatest rebellion that changed to things we live now. It's tragic but I think it's worth to show such a love story." I stopped narrating the story and waited for people to respond. They all smiled wide and remained silent while Amy ordered: "Start writing." And I couldn't help but smile. As I began writing I divided the characters to each and it was decided that Mr. Handsome face will become the hero, while the other guy will act as the elder brother of the handsome face. Amy along with me started making a copy of what I'm writing for them to learn their line. "Ok with it?" I asked them all and looked at Mr. H and he nodded back with the answer.

The life isn't easy to people belong ti any section of the society. If passion comes first, your family might always agree with you.

All Nezha ever wanted was to become a successful scriptwriter. But to achieve her dreams, she had to bend some rules, experience unimaginable stuff and do a one night stand with a super rich bad boy Dylan in town, who dreams to be become an A listed actor. But at some point they don't get along well. And they couldn't each other for years. 

Will the writer and the actor get along and get together?

It's Saturday and Claire and her brothers are groceries shopping for their mom. Since their mom is busy at home doing chores, the four siblings got a list of things to shop for. 
At the store, they split into two groups. Roy and Julian took the first half of the list while Claire and Ethan take the other half. And when they were all done, Claire pays for the food while the boys pack. 
Claire is always the one in charge of the card, so she's the one that does the paying. They have a system, it works. No one argues about it. The siblings get along really well. 
Their Saturday went by pretty fast. 
Lots of chores and errands to run and besides that, Claire had a meeting with her publisher and has to finish writing for her client that she didn't have time to finish her homework. So, after finish writing for her client, she stayed up very late writing an essay that is due on Monday.



Orghana Ganbold took a few steps forward and stood in front of the audience. The male attendees admired her spectacular silhouette, wrapped in her tight pants and a black leather jacket over a deep red shirt. Her exotic features were perfect; in short, she was an example of oriental beauty, and Lakshmi Dhawan, Matsuko Suzuki, and Madame Nadia Swarowska looked at her with a certain envy. 

Orghana spoke perfect British English but with a somewhat guttural accent and her voice was slightly husky. She spoke with the confidence of a person trained in addressing a select audience. 

“I am going to start with a brief reference to my country and my people. If I make this distinction, it is to emphasize that even though I am a citizen of the People's Republic of Mongolia, all Mongols feel part of a larger historical unit, which also includes the so-called Inner Mongolia, actually the Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region, part of the People's Republic of China. 

“I am going to start with a brief description of my country, the People's Republic of Mongolia. It is a gigantic nation, measuring 604,000 square miles, with only 33 million people, making it the least densely populated country in the world. It is totally surrounded by other countries and has no access to any sea, so it is totally Mediterranean. Its territory is made up of a grassy steppe, almost without any arable land. For this reason, about 30% of the population is still nomadic today and is dedicated to raising horses. 

“It is surrounded by mountains to the north and the huge Gobi Desert to the south. Its capital is Ulan Bator, or Ulaanbaatar in its modern name, and it is home to half the population. Its neighbors are the Russian Federation to the north and the Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region, part of China, to the south. It has no border with Kazakhstan for a distance of only 23 miles. 

“Buddhism is the main religion and Islam the second, although it is concentrated in people of the Kazak ethnic group. The ethnic issue is of great importance to the problem that we are going to describe. 95% of the inhabitants are of Mongolian origin, and within them, the Khalka ethnic group represents 86%, and the remaining 14% of the Mongols are Oirats, Buriats and other groups. All the inhabitants speak different Mongolian dialects. The writing is done in the Russian Cyrillic alphabet. 

 “Minorities, including Turkish groups like the Kazaks, Tuvans and other groups are only 5% of the population, living in the western part, and include small groups of Russians, Chinese and Koreans. 

“The second geographic area of importance for our issue is the already mentioned Inner Mongolia, part of China. It is also a very large area, 463,000 square miles with a population of 24 million, most of whom are predominantly Han Chinese and a minority of about five million Mongols. It is one of the most developed areas of China, and it is divided into two regions. The eastern one is ancient Manchuria, and the western one includes several large cities. The two major languages are Mandarin Chinese and Mongolian, which use the old Mongolian writing system, unlike the one used in the Republic of Mongolia, which, as we said, is based on Russian Cyrillic. 

“This long description of the geographical and ethnic aspects of the two regions that once constituted the heart of the Mongol Empire in the time of Genghis Khan and his descendants is particularly important to understand the processes that we are going to narrate now. 

 The speaker took a sip of water and then continued. 

“Already in the past there were other attempts to revive the glory of the Empire of the Genghis Khan, later augmented by his successor Kublai Khan by invading and conquering China and the entire Middle East. What is brewing at present is a process of great internal turmoil in the various Mongolian tribes, particularly the nomads and semi-nomads, who have not suffered incorporation into modern life and sedentary lifestyle. These tribes, led by shamans and other extremist religious and political leaders, are seething with promises of those millennial leaders to return to the grandiose past of conquest, expelling their neighbors from the best grazing lands and sources of water for themselves and their livestock, and imposing their claims by force of arms, which are now no longer just bows and arrows, swords and spears, but rockets, automatic weapons and even modern artillery pieces supplied by radicalized Islamic groups in the Middle East, and traffickers of weapons from the dismantled arsenals of the former Soviet Union. 

 “This has caused alarm among neighboring countries, particularly the Russian Federation and the People's Republic of China, who recall with horror the invasions of 800 years ago when the same scattered Mongolian and Turkish tribes united under a unified command and swept Eurasia, as it was described by the speakers who preceded me. 

 “Russians, in particular, fear the recurrence of revolts in the nations formerly belonging to the former Union of Soviet Socialist Republics and now independent, including Tajikistan, Uzbekistan, Kyrgyzstan, Turkmenistan, Kazakhstan and Azarbaijani. These nations, which had been forcibly incorporated into the USSR by the Soviets, have pan-Islamic and pan-Turkish demands from time to time, which already with the fall of the USSR produced bloody wars in Chechnya and other areas of Central Asia. 

 “In particular, Russians fear instability in the Mongolian People's Republic, my country, actually a satellite country of Moscow. Kyrgyzstan, the only democratic country in the entire region, is viewed with concern by the whole world. 

“What everyone is fearing is that behind the search for the tomb of Genghis Khan by unidentified groups, to which the next speaker will refer, the germ of the widespread rebellion of the Mongolian and Turkish peoples may be hidden. 

 “Well, this is what I had prepared to tell you today. If you have any questions I will answer them to the best of my ability. " 

In the face of the general silence, Dr. Richardson stood up and spoke. 

“Thank you, Orghana, for your magnificent explanation of the entire process that is unfolding in Central East Asia. As usual in our meetings, now we are going to have another coffee break to stretch our legs. Next, Admiral Donnelly will explain what the United States Department of State is concerned with in relation to all this problem and will make his work proposal to the Bluthund Community. "

According to Christian tradition The Holy Chalice is the vessel that Jesus used at the Last Supper to serve wine. In the 12th Century Arthurian literature the Chalice became associated with the pre-existing story of the Holy Grail, a miraculous artifact with magical properties. The fully developed legend further identifies the Grail with the vessel later used to collect Christ's blood, brought to Hispania by Joseph of Arimathea.

The Bluthund Community is an informal hermetic group formed on social networks. It brings together researchers from the most diverse disciplines, who collaborate in the resolution of difficult-to-manage cases. They have research methods that come from both the positive sciences and alternative knowledge, based on traditional wisdom, in arcana of different cultures. 

As part of their training, the Community commissioned 4 young people of different nationalities to follow the trail of a find in Argentine Patagonia, related to the presence of the Holy Grail, presumably carried to these distant places by the Knights Templar.
A vibrant historical thriller that will keep you in suspense until the end

hello..!! this is my first time writing a novel 
hope you guys support me ;-)
for writing mistake please forgive me. 
english is not my native language but still i try my best for making less mistakes if their is any mistake feel free to correct me.
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female lead : wang xia ying 
heiress of wang and song family trying to avenge her father who is killed by her mother and her lover and taking what is hers.
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.male lead : feng yang 
president ceo of feng groups dotes most on his wife and cold to others

Wang xiu ying. heiress of song enterprises.

twin sister framed her.
parents disowned her.
she takes revenge and take back what is her.

Feng yang, the king of business empire,
nobody dared offends him.
 
he helps her to take revenge. pampers her.

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English is not my first language. please do not hesitate to comment correction regarding spelling and grammar.
thank you!❤️

this is an original story.

My people perish because they lack knowledge according to the holy bible. A lot of mistakes has be made by youths and our parents regarding  marriage, childbearing, blood transfusion, having a child who is a "sickler" and host of others and some are yet to know reasons behind their problems during any of these encounters. I shall be writing extensively regarding blood group and Genotype.
Blood group is a branch of biology that speaks on an individual's blood type while Genotype is another related important branch that speaks on an individual's gene type.
 In blood group we have four major types. Blood group  A , B, AB and O. Blood group "AB" is know as a universal recepient which means that an individual with this type of blood group can receive blood can from other bood groups. In thesame vein, Blood group "O" is known as universal donor which mean an individual with this type of blood group can give blood to any individual with other type of blood groups but can only receive blood from an individual who has thesame blood group as "O". Blood group " A" can only donate blood to individuals who is "A"and who is "AB"in blood groups. If a wrong transfusion is made, it will lead to what is called agglutination ( clumping of blood cells) which might lead to death of the individual.
  In genotype we have three major types, AA, AS and SS genotype. The "SS" genotype is known as the sickled cell. Individual with the genotype "AA" can marry an individual with any other genotype But an individual with the "AS " genotype individual is strongly adviced not to marry another individual with thesame "AS"genotype because there is every tendencies that they will give birth to a sickler which mean a child who has sickle cell and  that is to say, the child will bear the "SS" Genotype  and is fatal.
  Parents, youths, All and sundry are adviced to know their genotype and blood groups as to free themselves from these urgly occurrences so that they will have a better life. All this things has been scientifically proven and it is a real fact. If you are not informed, we will be deformed.

Reason why one needs to know his or her blood group and genotype

Can you make a webnovel on a facebook post?
Reminder that i am writing 1 chapter per day different from the usual 2 chapters per day schedule of the webnovel.
I'm eager to learn new experience on writing stories.

Chapter 0.17 - Last minute preparations

You know there was a time on group projects. All groups will only work on the last minute or the day before the deadline. Not the rest of them as there are groups that gets to finish the work on time. This atmosphere happening in front of me is in the same manner as all of the characters scramble to construct the last building.


The sound of construction machines and people shouting and signaling to the construction workers filled the area near the garden. With the use of magic, the process on creating cement became an instant one minute action and the use of heating powers to melt metal and mold it into a desirable shape fitted to be a foundation. Silverware is being hammered to perfection and assistants helping her on smoothing it out evenly. The smell of melting iron filled the smithy.

After hours of work, not going to lie, I skipped it. The palace is finished. The height reaches as far as a three floored building and spanning wide as two buildings. Its interior adorned with carvings and patterns of professional stone-workers. I literally can't describe it that well but here it is. It's the palace, there is silverware, there's the kitchen, there's the maid room and servants room, the master bedroom, the vases and statues on the hallways that may or may not be a trap or has a hidden passage with a push of a button. Here's a suspicious rope that when pulled something may come out or not. Here's the palace in all its glory.

The characters suddenly held a party ball inside the palace. In celebration of its near-the-deadline finished construction. The characters had a merry time dancing to the orchestral music. Some of the characters joined the staff in serving the attendants. The horned demon is still being chased around by the chaser and the partner of illusionist and magical girl dancing with an aura of crushing each other when holding each other's hands.

Harukima stared at the sky where the moonlight shines upon them. Cherian is on the side holding a conversation with Mouse1002 about the hangar to be constructed next. It's a project to create a place for launching and landing jets and rockets in special occasions.

The vehicular transformers were busy at the time of construction, they are doing a reconstruction of their underground base. The individual with the strange hand (Jeff Martin) joined the celebration event in the palace. The individual mechanic (Dan the Mechanic) stayed underground to conduct maintenance and oversee the reconstruction.

The second distress signal alarmed the researchers and scientists on the underground laboratory. The distress signal is the same signal back then.

It was "Can you write a webnovel on a facebook post?" at first.

The changed to.

"Can a person write a webnovel on a facebook post?"

This is a webnovel im writing currently on facebook and now moving it on this platform. This webnovel is about the travel on various worlds explored by my ocs. There is always something unique to each chapters. And there's also recommendations on each footnote. Have fun reading.

This webnovel is a multiversed one. I had a trouble wit hthe genre picking and stuff. Lots of leads female, male I think mostly are male. By the way. I am the author that made Conceps comic in webtoon. Some of the concepts there may be applied here.

"Wha-what… 'only sixty' you say?" Regen groaned, putting her face in her hand, "Your mom was right, we trained a scary child that we love very dearly." Regen chuckled as she nodded to Zarue to go ahead and start creating.
"Love you too mom?" Zarue said with a large smile, unable to contain the excitement that was boiling over. "Relrem, can you please stay by my side in case I over do it? I should be fine, but it is better to be safe than sorry."
"Of course Young Master! I will also be on high alert to help Mom Regen in case trouble is stirred up." Relrem beamed at the request and trodded over next to Zarue and sat on his hindquarters, his ears on the swivel listening for sounds that most would miss.
"Thank you Relrem for watching Zarue, you know I have your back honey. Do what you need to do, I am here to support you as well!" Regen smiled warmly and gave Zarue a big thumbs up before taking a standing position next to Zarue's other side.
With a smile Zarue focused on the storage ring and felt out the Ki of the iron wood logs and pulled out the other fifty seven logs needed to create the new gear that had been planned out. As the sixty logs sat in a neat pile in front of Zarue laid both hands on their knees, palms upward.
'Well, here we go. To experiment I will use my Ki unrestrained. Which should help speed the process and make sure nothing in the creation process goes wrong. Celeste, is this thought process correct?'
-Ping
Young Master, that is correct. Use this as your first time to truly test your power, once you go in a meditative state just think of what needs to happen, and the Ki of the [iron wood logs] will do the rest of the work with the Technique Ki Manipulation. You might want to give Relrem and your mom a heads up.
Nodding inwardly, Zarue thanked Celeste as they started their meditative breathing, focusing on the Ki of the iron wood logs, the Ki Manipulation Technique to change the logs, and what items they wanted to make and how they looked. After a little bit, Zarue felt the connection that was felt when Relrem was first brought to physical form.
Taking a deep breath, filling their lungs full of air and Ki with the Ki Filtering Technique, Zarue muttered to Relrem and Regen, "Brace yourselves."
As the other two heard what Zarue said, they planted their feet as if waiting for an attack to sturdy themselves, giving slight nods and acknowledgements that they were ready, Zarue nodded back.
After Zarue nodded, they exhaled the air that was in their lungs, open their bright azure eyes in the process, where there was once a soft glow that showed a pair of eyes in the night. There now was a bright glow coming from them, emanating a blue light that seemed to come from all directions of Zarue, bathing trees, Relrem, and Regen in its sharp yet soothing light. As the light settled and went almost inward of Zarue as if to coat them, the light thrummed softly. As if on cue, as the last bit of light had alighted itself on to Zarue a blast of pressure exploded going outward as if Zarue was the epicenter of the blast, causing a forceful wind to blow through the forest for nary a kilometer.
As the dust settled, Relrem and Regen looked in awe at Zarue. The azure glow that was on them had become brighter while the sixty iron wood logs encircled Zarue slowly. A soft glow came from them as the glow seemed to form strings and attach themselves to each of the logs near them, forming groups of five. Each of these groups looked like circles, forming twelve of the circles that spun around themselves as if attached to a pole while encircling Zarue.
As if satisfied with how the preparations were, Zarue closed their eyes. Their breathing became deeper and slower, in a rhythmic state as the groups of logs slowly came to a stop, forming a circle around Zarue with the twelve groups as one was in front of Zarue. Sensing that the logs had settled in with the connections that needed to be made between the twelve groups, Zarue raised their hands as if to clasp the first circle. Their hands being mere tiny gap away that a single strand of hair could fit through. Once their hands were steady, the circle that was in between Zarue's hands started to rotate, faster and faster. Until the floating logs were just a blur and unable to be followed by the naked eye. Satisfied, Zarue slowly brought their hands closer together, as if to make their hands touch. While doing this the circle became smaller and smaller, until Zarue's fingertips made a cage around the circle that had turned into an orb, a soft hum coming from it. Turning their hands so that the middle finger pointed forward, Zarue opened their hands again, pulling away from the orb as it gently floated to the ground, changing shape into a square, and after alighting upon the ground the glow faded and what was left was a shirt. 
After the initial shock from the first item, Regen and Relrem just shook their heads and smiled at Zarue, as their shock became pride and happiness, seeing how well Zarue was handling the Ki Manipulation Technique at such a young age. After a while, it was just one item after another as Zarue found a rhythm in the creation process.
As the last article of clothing hit the ground, the glow that was coming from Zarue dissipated as they exhaled another breath and opened their eyes, a small smile forming on their lips as they looked down at the pile of clothes that had been successfully created. What a rush!
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Release: Mon/Wed/Fri
Hey there reader! Thanks for reading this latest chapter!  I would appreciate it if you could leave a review on this chapter or on the novel page. Maybe even a power stone if you so choose! These things will help me know how the audience (you) are enjoying my writing and where I need to improve!
Also a heads up! Still deciding on when to create a discord server so it would be easier to talk to me with ideas or writing issues that you may see that I do not!

Being helpful and never saying no all his life, Azure finds himself on deaths door at a young age, instead of begging for his life, he embraces it with figuring out that there was nothing he could offer in exchange for a second chance at his life.  Only for a voice to tell Azure that, there is more for him!
Having reincarnated into a new world, Zarue is a proud and strong woman, simple as that though others would dare make it a struggle. Now, not only is she going to protect her loved ones and those she holds dear, she is going to work hard and make things difficult for those who stand in her way.

At 3 pm, we headed over to a large laboratory for science practical. By that time I seemed to have already made two nerd friends  with was considered to me a very big improvement. Our tutor this time was the principal and all twelfth graders were present which included the players , cheerleaders and the pale looking students. I noticed that their number had increased to about more than a dozen. 

" Scatter, I don't want to see you with your classmates on the same table. Cruiz  stop mumbling and move" he said. Cruiz who was busy telling me about the school stopped and strutted to the next table.  I also moved towards an empty table. Then , then I saw Ashley Lanay heading over. It was like the whole world had frozen around me, I didn't even notice other students who joined me at the table. She stood across the table just opposite me , I could see the edges of her ears slightly redden. I really love her, or is this just a crush I'm developing? I have a girlfriend , get a grip on yourself. I scolded myself.

" You have been provided with reagents for testing metallic qualities of various elements, in your groups I want you to note down your findings before the end of the period. I want each group to appoint a leader who will present your findings on tomorrow's lesson. Now start" 

The lab became noisy again when the principal left, I then realized I wasn't in a nerd class  anymore, this was a whole lot of noisemakers mixed  with nerds. I turned to look at Ashley who was fiercely staring at me.

" how about I do the experiments and you guys note down" a boy volunteered .No one opposed him so he quickly started the experiment as the rest of us started writing. I went for my pen but it wasn't in my pocket, I clearly remember putting it in there before the class. I scanned helplessly at the students who were busy writing . Wait, isn't that my pen? my eyes widened at Ashley who was busy writing as if nothing just happened. How did she take it from me?

" anyone with an extra pen?" I asked after mastering some courage to distract my lab partners.  "you came to class without a pen? how come?" Ashley taunted with a smirk. I only gritted my teeth , swallowed whatever retort I was brewing and forced out an innocent smile.                                    " you can have mine" the boy performing the experiments gave me a weird look then handed me his. I didn't forget to throw her a glare  before I  copied the findings.

Thirty minutes later, we were done. We were the first group in the lab to do so. This was possible since the boy leading us was a nerd, lucky for me. The principal entered the lab again then made rounds around the groups.                                                                                                                                                " you are done? " he asked when he reached our group. He took one  of our answer booklets scanned it for a minute " you may leave" he said then continued making rounds.

" Here you go" Ashley smiled beautifully at me , a smile that would topple my world. I was entranced there for a second before I regained my composure.                                                                          "you stole my pen" I said between gritted teeth trying not to be loud .It only came out as a question which was entirely different to what I wanted to say.                                                                           " I borrowed it..." she blinked                                                                                                                                          "well I didn't hear you do so..." I snatched the pen away from her hands                                                      " your pocket cant talk, can it? it only seemed fair seeing it ignoring me"  she  made a step closer. Was that even a valid reason? I was also rather grateful I was standing outside the lab because the way we only stood a couple of centimeters   away from each other, it would undoubtedly raise attention. 

"Who are you? " she edged closer. I swear she sniffed me a bit .                                                                       "Sam" I answered my breathing rate increasing, I could already smell her body spray. And I just could not stop staring at her small lips, if she could only.....                                                                               "Ashley, we've got to go" the boy who previously dragged her outside the cafeteria called to her.    " see you tomorrow" her lips moved then she left with her friends leaving me fantasizing about her lips.                                                                                                                                                                                        " wait.." but she was already a distance away to hear me                                                                                 



The phantoms, just a normal regular family in Tenac town. What happens when you realize you are one of the "stranger things" opposing every logic reasoning you've ever known?What happens when someone messes with your family and any one else close to you?What happens when you realize you were destined for someone else but fate keeps playing mind games with you?What happens when you realize you are just a pawn in the bigger game? just a prophecy to be fulfilled? Sometimes when faced with such situations,it's high likely for one to get really angry....and very possibly mad but on the brighter side.....really feared. Thus,join Samael Phantom in this epic life adventure filled with raging action,turbulent emotional rollercoaster , romance , anger, revenge and most of all his rise to fame.

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THOSE 4 Chat Groups

Deleting This

The Stars Shine Down.

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Blood Grouping and Genotype

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Smiling Azure

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