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We have problems through life but let's not count our problems but our blessings instead ♡ #78 Spiritual 29/09/17 [highest] #91 Spiritual 01/10/17 #82 02/10/17 #980 07/10/17 #89 08/10/17

Severa grows up in a horrific world, one ruled by hatred, just like everything around her. Believing she has nothing left to lose, Severa clings to revenge. But what if her cold heart starts to beat faster for the enemy, and she becomes entangled in a journey that takes her on an adventure she never desired? A journey that threatens to take away her last possession - something she didn't even know she had. A heart. Full of love.

I'm a killer possessing the Villain in a fantasy-romance Manhwa 'Perfect Rose.' Let's be clear here Villain: Celeste Nicht the Archmage. A man. Who in reality is a woman cross-dressing. A tragic character with a desire to kill the heroine Saint Rose, taking revenge against the temple who murdered his- HER mother, only to get killed by the Male lead the Emperor. Waking up somewhere remote and injured, she decides the only reason the Villain dies is because he-SHE obstructs their love. So she vows not to get involved with them. However, why are they looking for me? And at that begging on their knees, asking for forgiveness. What went wrong? ORIGINAL NOVEL ART FROM PINTEREST

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

It's dark. She could only hear but cannot move any of her limbs nor talk or even see anything. For that moment, it was as if all her senses were shut forcedfully- leaving her only with her hearing. She could feel the bobbing motion of the car moving to some place. However, the situation did not faze her. She'd been calm althroughout that the people that took her wondered if she was even awake. Why? Well, she's used to situations like this. Blindfolded. Transported somewhere. Threatened to be killed if they-and I mean her family-does nothing. And all those useless shit. It was the fate of someone-moreover a woman-who belonged to a family such as hers.

Falling into the fiery hell she created must've been the perfect way for her to die. The other woman would then become the heroine that saved the town's people from the mad queen that burnt half of the population down and the duke would become the hero that protected the heroine. They would then be wed and have little children. They would live happily in the new world that they would create after vanquishing the evil queen. They would then lead the people unto a prosperous era of peace. Just... Where?... Where did I go wrong? When I am reborn, will you please give me a simple life?

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox