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Gnaipafe

Gnaipafe

"Writing is an art, and Art is not just an expression, it could also be an exaggeration of reality." Follow me at Insta: Gnaipafe FB page: Day dreamer's world - @authorGNAIPAFE - to see photos of my characters inspiration, places, exciting bits and even sneak peeks of unpublished chapters.

2020-10-02 JoinedNew Zealand
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My Beloved King, My Cruel Master

She was born to the gold of an enchanted royal palace. She was exiled to the grease of a human world. For three years, Zarila has lived as a ghost in a neon-lit mortal city, her memories locked away in a suffocating mental fog. Her only anchor is Nathaniel, a devastatingly charming protector who promises her that the quiet darkness of Earth is her only haven. She sweeps the floors, ignores the terrifying nightmares of blood and ancient halls, and tries to accept her ordinary life. Until a silver-haired stranger with pointed ears steps out of the city shadows. His name is Karo. He doesn’t demand her memories, and he doesn’t wield a blade. Instead, he drops his pride to become her servant, oiling the wheels of her cleaning carts and standing by her side in the dust of the city archive. He whispers of a forgotten kingdom, of a tragic rebellion, and a bond that survived the fracturing of realms. As the safe walls of her reality begin to crumble, Zarila finds herself caught in an agonizing tug-of-war between the dark protector who kept her alive and the gentle prince who claims she belongs in the light. But on Earth, nothing is free. The sedatives in her veins are failing, her fingers are beginning to spark with a terrifying, ancient fire, and Nathaniel’s charming mask is starting to slip . When the veil finally breaks, Zarila will realize that her missing past isn't a tragedy she can run from—it is a debt written in blood, and the Devil has come to collect.

Gnaipafe · Fantasy
5 Chs

The Vampire Sorority: Dare to Defy

"Welcome to Delta Zeta Xi Sorority" Will you gamble everyone and everything in their present life in exchange for an unending future? To be a vampire? So, how submissive can you be, and how far can you sacrifice to be in the only sorority that can give you more perks than usual, most of all to be immortal and powerful? Will these five college girls survive and be a part of the most prestigious sisterhood in the University when in their last initiation, they are dared to do everything they are feared for and almost the total opposite of what they aim for. Dares that at the same time could ruin everything special about their present life and without knowing that the final pledge is to be an immortal. Would they choose to do the dare or defy? Nevertheless, do they have any choices at all? [WARNING: MATURED CONTENT] THE DARES : "We are training you not to love. Love is the reason why humans are weak." "But we are human!" Zara screamed in protest. "Not for long," she uttered under her breath. Being in the sisterhood means that you're strong enough to go against your emotions. *Be a seducer, be a heartbreaker, be a friend and help them see that the love they had was just their kryptonite. Let them open their eyes, how their lovers don’t deserve them. Sleep with each of your friend’s lovers, once or twice. Seduce them and take away the weakest link. The sooner as you can finish the dare The sooner you can become a pledge The sooner, for your dreams to achieve.

Gnaipafe · Fantasy
196 Chs

My 3 in 1

"Hey! Why did you undress?" I said without glancing at him, only to hear his genuine and humorous laugh. "What happened to you? Why do you look so scared? Oh, come on, don't you dare think nasty of me". Again, with his joyful and teasing laughter. I just shut my mouth and ignored him. I focused my glare on the floor, shivering cold in my sopping wet dress. "Didn’t you say you wanted to stay for a while, and that you don't want to go home yet? It's not good for you to stay in your soaked dress for very long. I'm serious, and I don't want you to get hypothermia. So, you'd better slip off that gown and hang it on the railing to dry a little. Doesn't it feel heavy?" He looks serious, delivering his point. He's probably right, but that seems uncomfortable. Disrobing in front of Ziggy while ogling over his naked body, it feels so awkward to me. He is my best friend, my hero, and if there is something that is most important in my life, it is to not lose him. I tried hard not to fall in love with him because they say relationships are complicated, and being in love with your best friend and failing hurts double time. What if it's too late for me to realize that he is more than just a best friend, but really my first and only true love? DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN ADULT LANGUAGE AND CONTENT. IT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 AND MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR ALL ADULT READERS. VIEW AT YOUR DISCRETION. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Gnaipafe · Teen
139 Chs