Into the Dark
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Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the first ever sneak-peek into my miserable life. My humble story begins when my life practically ends. Thrown out into the world, alone, for the very first time, I nearly get eaten by a dragon. (Spoiler Alert). I used to be one of those sheltered, naive types. I used to have it all, and I used to have nothing. All that changed only days after my seventeenth birthday... What a shitty present.
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刺され、最強の魔術師として蘇る。平和を望む。力は混沌をゆく。
"You're gonna get stabbed one of these days, seriously." I used to just laugh off my friends' warnings. Blessed with a silver tongue, I'd toyed with countless women since I was a child, and my college days were spent cycling through dozens of them. I was that kind of womanizing scumbag, and I genuinely believed there was no way I'd ever get stabbed in a law-abiding country like Japan. ...That is, until the night an ex-girlfriend I'd carelessly tossed aside stabbed me in the back. As my consciousness faded, I remembered my grandmother's words, "Everything you do comes back to you," and I died regretting my own foolishness.
Luna's Awakening
Well, just when I thought my life couldn't get any crazier, guess what? It got crazier. Last time we met, I was trying to save myself and this guy from this malicious spirit who wouldn't leave him alone and was trying to kill him. I thought that was bad and stress inducing. Unfortunately, I had no idea what else I was in for. Compared to what I'm about to face next, that was a walk in the park. Now, my powers are growing stronger and stronger, and I'm becoming a full fledged sorceress. I am seeing more spirits, the "dark entity" I'm constantly being warned about coming, and I'm trying to brace myself for whatever this entity is. I'm also learning more about the "supernatural world," where apparently, it's where all the ghouls exist and thrive in. And guess what else? I'm going to have to go to school with them. Fantastic. There's a part of me excited, though the larger part is scared to death. So, if you want to come with me on this crazy journey that is my life, get ready, because it's going to get even more weirder by the minute. ***Note: The story will intertwine some with my previous series, The Moonblood Clan series, so it would be best to read that first before reading this one, because some stuff may be confusing.Complete
"It didn't have to be this way"
There is a world out there where I could have been happy. Where we could have been friends, and you could have benefited from what I know. Unfortunately, we don't live there. This is not a romance novel. Do not think this is a romance. Not all mobile devices will be able to show all the text accurately, as I use fonts as a conveyer of mental health. Warning Every warning you can think of. There will be gore rape torture and what is worse. Also, I make stories by writing the story plot and everything, and rewriting it to fit in the small details. The chapters all the final ones but the story itself has been finished.
136 Days
By the end of the first day, I was terrified and confused. After four days, I had recoiled within myself. Barely speaking, hardly eating. Fifteen days in, I'd entertained thoughts of killing myself, but never had the means of achieving it. Seventy days ... I could no longer see my own future. And now, after 135 days ... I've had enough.Complete
A Castle Of Crystal
Nothing in my life had ever made sense. They told me it was normal, I'd grow into who I was supposed to be, that things would get better; here I am now, going through the motions and wondering if this was really what I was destined to do for the rest of my life. Turns out, it wasn't. Nothing in my life had ever made sense but that was because my memories were fractured, pieces of a person I used to be, one I used to know lurking in the shadows of my dreams. I was just a normal guy trying to navigate the world but saying yes to everything and falling into the same monotony just wasn't cutting it anymore. I had a steady job, a pretty girl seemed interested in me and my 22nd birthday was coming up just before Christmas to give me something to look forward to. That all changed when I remembered her. I'd never forgotten her truly, blue was the only thing I knew and that Neptunian shade was so striking it stuck with me from the night she screamed at me in the rain but it wasn't until I found all the papers, the notes and crystals that I started to remember the world she lived in. One that wasn't my own and that had so much more to offer. It sounded crazy but I knew it was real and getting there, finding her and fixing the bridge that I'd unwittingly burned was going to be hard but I was ready to be more than a desk jockey typing my life away. I wanted to see the orange skies instead of the blue and find her sitting in a field of crystals again, staring at the stars.Complete
The Day My Life Started
PROLOGUE Over the years I've noticed how my life began. Sometimes I purposely try to forget how it all began. CHAPTER 1 My life began when I lost my virginity to a thug. At first I never thought my life would actually start like this but it did (unfortunately). My life plans as a kid was to be as good of a girl life can have. I never bothered anybody. I have always stayed to myself. My plans was to focus on only one thing, Me! Yeah it seems very harsh and selfish-like but Hey, that's how life really is. As a kid I wasn't thinking about boys or girls to be honest. Some kids thought I was this strange gay person who looks terrifying... but I'm really not. I mean who could be afraid of a tall, bright skinned, smart girl who never wanted anything from anybody. I'm really 5'10 and a half but who's counting. I met this guy named Jose. He was shorter than me but he was still handsome. He was an even 5' tall person with an edge. He was a Dominican boy, very strong personality and funnyComplete
"You're gonna get stabbed one of these days, seriously." I used to just laugh off my friends' warnings. Blessed with a silver tongue, I'd toyed with countless women since I was a child, and my college days were spent cycling through dozens of them. I was that kind of womanizing scumbag, and I genuinely believed there was no way I'd ever get stabbed in a law-abiding country like Japan. ...That is, until the night an ex-girlfriend I'd carelessly tossed aside stabbed me in the back. As my consciousness faded, I remembered my grandmother's words, "Everything you do comes back to you," and I died regretting my own foolishness.
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