A modern, gay retelling of the star crossed lovers, Romeo & Juliet, about two boys falling in love despite the burden the world and their families put on their shoulders. [Extended synopsis inside]

I will love you as long as the sun bruns in the sky, as long as the moon shines its light into the dark night, until the raging blue oceans become calm and run dry. i'll love you until the end of time ( Gu... Hi)

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30 years after Chang Jia Han and Birdy took different paths, they meet. Feelings long hidden, resurfaced on BIRDY's Point of View. A YNEH FF I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS I DO NOT OWN THE POSTER

"Loving you was the greatest mistake I've committed in my entire existence." "If I'll be reborn, let's never meet again." "I chose death because that's the only way I can unlove you." - Yang Yu Teng "Loving you was my lone saving grace in my short but bittersweet existence." "If I'll be reborn, let me love you again." "Death chose me... but even that will never make me unlove you." - Lin Zi Hong Cover by @Asynjurr ❤❤❤

For the latest chapters please visit: https://megajivetranslations.wordpress.com I have always thought that Lu Feng is just a little bull-headed, a little lacking in virtuous speech, a little more domineering and a little willful, but ultimately a man with warm veins flowing out of a warm heart. A love that blossomed when I was merely fourteen, I have once dared hope that it will last a lifetime, but the brutal truth is that happiness are just moments in life you wish you can freeze. It is not eternal. The cruel hands of fate can strike you at your most vulnerable to leave your life derailed from the path you painstakingly built. No amount of love can alter the fact that it is gone. When we reconciled at forty, I can no longer find a trace of shadow from the past. If there is an expiration period for love, how long is it? And when love appears once again, would we have the courage to embrace it?

FOR THE LATEST CHAPTERS PLEASE VISIT megajivetranslations.wordpress.com A visually impaired fortune teller who had set up stall at the entrance of the alleyway once told me, "Your love life is destined to be tragically entangled with a man, and it will not come to a good end." My payment to him was a half-drank soda can stuffed into his hands. I walked away with an air of indignation. "Hey, you haven't paid!" His yelling was still audible from a few blocks away. Are you for real, you could not even tell if your customer is a man or a woman, what fortune can you possibly tell? Count yourself lucky I did not thrash your stall. Sitting here at the train station, with my cheeks swelling into the size of a pig's head, disheveled clothes, both hands empty, I recalled the words of the fortune teller. I regret not paying my dues and a bit more to him. It is a pity before today, I have been living the life of a fool. Not only did I not redeem myself from being involved with a man, I did not discern that I will never come to a good end........ ~ My story is dedicated to everyone who have entered my life, those who stayed and those who left. One of my favorite poet said: "There is a story, the one and only story that deserves to be told in its entirety." To me, this is exactly what I need to tell. ~

Sometimes, I wondered if there was ever a time when I hadn't cared about others' opinions, either the subtle ones that I'd heard through hushed whispers... or the harsher ones I'd fabricated within my own mind. If there was a way to appease the vicious hounding of my own worries as they nipped at my heels, it felt far beyond my reach. I longed for the peace of hearing something unpleasant and allowing it to rush through me without it tearing me apart. --- Bennett Oden had long ago grown accustomed to the numbing coldness of reality. He led a miserable existence at the hands of his father, but starving was all he knew. He understood how to navigate it... and how to survive on having just enough. On being just enough. Then, he crashed into Mason Locke-warmth incarnate. [Book 1 of The Rapture Series. Stand-Alone.)

~ AUTHOR'S NOTE~ Just a heads up. I wrote this in middle school so it is going to sound like a middle schooler wrote it because it will never be reviewed/edited. I guess enjoy <3 ~~~ We were in the middle of class when the hottest guys barged into the class. "Why are you late to class?" Mrs. Yake yelled. "I am sorry miss, but we are new here and didn't know where to go." the tallest and most attractive one said. "Ok then, I guess I can excuse you. But make sure this doesn't happen again. Take a seat." "Thank you, ma'am." They started to take a seat, when the tallest one made eye contact with me. I swear the world stopped around us. It was so hard to break away, but it was getting weird for the people around us. So he went to sit down, beside me. Out of everywhere to sit, he sits by me. "Hey, beautiful. Whats your name?" I try to ignore him, he put his hand on my thigh. what was I supposed to do?! "Um, Jason. Jason Dallas." I said. I know that he doesn't want me. No one does I'm nothing. Just a waste of time. But I wish someone cared about me. "Well my name, thank you for asking, is Grayson. Grayson Blake.". He said with a smirk on his face. After the longest time of my life, I was able to escape. When class was over I ran out of there as fast as I can. I ran out of school and to the only place I felt safe. The forest.