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The Sliced Moon

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alteraspectsof compassions ideals life realization

Why some people are destined to be sacrificed from their birth?

Why a day  suddenly turns into storms, leaving a gloomy sky without warmth?

Why?......... No one answers these questions. It has been always like this...there is only resonance but no reply.

Does an "escape" has to be always  looked as a cowardly act?

Sanja was an average child. She had no extra-ordinary talents. Or maybe only because, talents only blooms in a suitable situation... Whatever it was, she didn't have a chance to look at. As she struggled for every moment of survival... 


From the moment she appeared in her mother's womb - she was already labeled as a "seed of sin". Her mother was stubborn. She loved her own her blood and flesh even before its arrival on this world.


Oneday she met a noble man - with a huge contrast of her previous experiences. A stone that has been stuck stiff in her heart so far, finally moved out a little bit inviting a soft warmth. She thought - 'maybe a flower's bloom wasn't actually of impossible'!


Kothor, a man with unexpressive words had known her personality and understood her standing in the world. Perhaps because he had observed the human world with the impassive manner long enough, he was able to catch her inner griefs, turmoils and vexations.
 He stood up from his place to shield her and guide her to the right direction. His formal rigid nature shows a hints of glow whenever he stood beside her...

When Sanja became rebellious, he extended his hand to remind her own foothold. When she has gone berserk - he could wash away the fogs before her eyesight..........not because he had absolute faith on humanity, but for the reason of saving her soul, free from any dirt. So although he didn't aid her actions, but never left her side for once.
Eventually "better" was murdered by "worst". 

So, why do they have to be abide by the morals of the folks, which failed to give them a place to live?.....All Rights Reserved

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Death Is My BFFLAD (Book Two Original Series) ni katrocks247

(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ************ DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ **** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐆𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞 (Shadow Milk Cookie x Fem!Reader) ni ViennaWritesStories

❝𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨... 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬❞ ❝𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥❞ He was a 𝙜𝙤𝙙, and she... she was an emotionless wind-up doll. Why was he being forced to babysit because of her actions? It didn't make sense to him. And yet, there he was, watching her pour over ancient tomes and scrolls with an almost manic intensity. It was as if she was crafted from clockwork rather than cookie dough. She was a mortal who dared to meddle with forces beyond her comprehension, and now he was stuck watching over her like some glorified guardian. The thought made his divine blood simmer. However, there was something about her that intrigued him, though he'd never admit it. The way her crystalline eyes scanned each ancient page with such intensity as if trying to unravel the very fabric of existence itself. Perhaps that's what irritated him most - her unwavering dedication reminded him of himself, ages ago, before corruption had stripped away such divine fascinations. The god found himself wondering if her mechanical nature was truly a facade or if there was something more beneath that clockwork exterior. The way she meticulously documented every finding, every revelation, with such precise dedication - it was almost admirable, in an infuriating sort of way. But then again, admiration was a dangerous thing for a deity to feel towards a mortal, especially one who had already proven herself capable of disrupting the natural order. Perhaps... he could disrupt 𝙝𝙚𝙧 natural order. Wasn't deceit what he did best? Let the game begin ☆.' '. ☽¸.☆ ,☆.¸☽ .' '.☆ BEST RANKING: #2 in CookieRunKingdom in THREE days??? Tysm!! Bit of a disclaimer: doesn't exactly follow the plot of the game, the story might end up being more of an AU with loose canon plot points

Our Hopes For Forever ✔︎ ni hijabygirlFa_h

(Featured by wattpad) She was lost in her own thoughts.She felt like there was no one who could heal her wound. Her tears were falling from her eyes as if like a rain was falling heavily. In all a sudden her world stopped since she had got that wound.She wanted to a do a magic, but she knew, nothing could be done.She knew it, it's only Allah could do this magic to her. All talks were flashing in her mind.She tried to stop being weak but even though she could not be strong. "DO YOU THINK I AM YEARNING TO BE WITH YOU?"He shouted and was furiously."JUST GET LOST FOOL! MIND YOU! IF YOU AGAIN DO THIS-"He pointed his finger towards me and his eyes were full of angryness. He squeezed his teeth.Before I opened my mouth to speak,Zaheer told me to go in my room."Why it's happen this to me only, do I deserve all of this?"Since she went in this level of her life,all her hopes were destroying.This kind of level is important for all of us as a human.She started to never have hope in life. But why? It is said we must have hope in life.Why she is feeling weak? What's that level? Why is she crying?What type of wound she gets?Why is she feeling unlucky? #This story wants to show you with every difficulty there is relief, because difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations. But you don't know what this one will lead.And now if you want to know the answers of the questions, you will add this story in your reading list and library.You'll read it, vote and surely comment. Note:Dear readers, this story is for everyone, for Muslims and non-Muslims, you'll learn many things in this story, if it's require then you'll need to keep a box of tissue near to you, you'll need also to keep a popcorn next to you so that you can enjoy this story :) This story is different and let's see why this story meant"Our Hopes For Forever" when she never believed in hope. Will it lead to a sad or beautiful destination? ➰Written and edited by : hijabygirlFa_h. ➰ Copyright© hijabygirlFa_h

Embers And Ice ni SeaOfGlass93

Earth has Fallen, it's as simple as it states. Ten years prior, They came. The Tephra, came to Earth intending to take over the life baring Planet. A humanoid species more advanced in weaponry, skills and knowledge than the Human race; looked to make it their home. Countries leaders refused to allow such a thing to happen and war soon ensued. Countless lives wasted to the attack when peace and coexistence could have been an option. Human's, losing, resorted to no other option then chemical warfare. Lieth was born in Scottland and migrated to America as a child when she was ten years old, Ten years before the invasion. She was now 30yrs old. The chemical used in the war completely altered her genetic makeup. She stopped growing upon becoming infected and the effects were permanent. The chemical also caused her hair roots to stain a deep green hue giving her a more inhuman hair color. Her eyes defined her the most. They were a brilliant shade of Ember, like flames in a fire. Kaija was Heir to his Father's Reine. The Tephra were a very tall, fit, Agile and fast, clearly built for hunting. They also stopped aging once they hit adult-hood. Dying only due to sickness, accidents or being slain. Kai's hope was to hopefully unite both races, by force if needed. Kai had long white hair that went past his hips. His skin was a tannish cream tone, a scar over his left eye. He had an agile black tail that was adorned in gold armor. Long pointed elf-like ears. He wore black armor with gold trimming that was protective against attacks of any kind, but was very light making it easy for him to move around. Armored boots adorned with climbing spikes and gloves that exposed his razor-sharp claws. The most distinctive feature of all was the golden skill mask he wore that shown is crystalline blue hues. Giving the illusion that his irises were made of the bluest ice. //WARNING Will contain smut and such// !!!SHORT STORY!!!! Old from computer.

The Dark Rose 🌹 {18+} ni chelseaxxm123

[COMPLETED] ೋღ🌹ღೋ He stands roughly a few feet away from me, his body towering over my crouched one. I bring my legs up to my chest, pushing myself further into the wall as he kneels down towards me. He brings his nose to the crook of my neck, my face grimacing as I await for the pain. He breathes in, "hmmm, you smell so delicious." He coos, his breath fanning my neck, causing me to shiver In disgust. If only my brothers were here... "Wheres a delicacy like you been hiding this whole time?" His use of words has me on edge. His implementations imply that he's some sort of cannibal and judging from what he did to that other man I fear I may be right. I refuse to answer him, spitting in his face. My face bounces of the wall, the sting of his slap left behind on my cheek. I shake the pain away, placing a facade up to hide the fear within. You fucking bastard! I narrow my eyes at him, taking note of his features in case I miraculously survive this encounter. His hair is a dark auburn and his eyes that watch me with amusement are a dark blue. His attire was a black suit which seemed out of place considering he was standing in an alleyway. If I manage to escape I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars. Again if... His eyes shift, my eyes widening as his eyes turn from a dark blue to a pool of black, red veins trailing along from his pupil to the edge of his eyes. His voice is dark as he commands, "Show me that pretty little neck of yours." ೋღ🌹ღೋ ⚠️ Warning!!! This book is extremely dark and has depictions of Mature language, violence, sexual activity, sexual and physical abuse, including rape. Rape is a serious crime often overlooked where the victim is made to believe it is their fault. I do not condone rape however, it's a reality. Please only read if your 18+ and with caution. This book will be updated weekly. Possibly sometime more or less depending on how busy I am.

Yearning Hearts - a saga of destiny ni Priya_srinivas10

"Hi Riya how are you feeling?" Kanvika asked a small 9-year-old patient who was lying on the bed suffering from emphysema (a chronic disorder related to the lungs) I'm fine Dr didi and meet my big brother, she said pointing her hand towards the other side of the bed. Without looking first, she continued to say, "Hi this is kanvi..." her voice fading away as soon as she saw the person standing in the opposite direction. The other person, now taking the lead continued, "Hello this is Abhimanyu Agnihotri", forwarded his hand, and he was shocked to see her wearing a nuptial chain ( related to the wedding ). "Hi this is kanvika Baner.." she stopped again and proceeded to say, "Sorry I'm Kanvika Agnihotri " forwarded her hand too, shaking his hand. He was more shocked to hear her saying his surname instead of her name. He didn't even see her face on the day of their wedding. The very next day of their marriage, he had to travel to london for his company emergency meeting and issues. So he never got a chance to see his own wife's face. After 3 months he came back to India as his Grandmother was budging him to take care of his wife and take up his responsibilities. He did not know that he got married to his LOVE and even she didn't know that the person she was searching for is none other than her own husband. People might think this is a mistake forgetting the fact that this is just a Chance given by the destiny. When destiny decides to bring them together, it will. Destiny never break it's own promise. It will bring them back together even without their own acknowledgment Now, how will he convince her? For not being and not caring for past 3 months. Will he ask for forgiveness? Will She forgive him? . . . . . . . She used to live in his memories, He used to live in her words. Neither her heart forgot him nor he left her back. Let's see the journey of two Yearning Hearts.

The Destined Love~ A Tale Of Royalty, Revenge & Redemption. ni ShriiLekhaa

He was her secret wish, and she was his forbidden desire. She was his sweetest longing, and he was her most beautiful sin. He was the crown prince-duty-bound, raised to sacrifice his desires for the throne. She was a doctor-fearless, free, untouched by royal burdens They were each other's safe haven, best friends since high school. She saw the man behind the crown. He was the only one who calmed the storm within her. Even the world saw them as soulmates. Everyone, except them. She noticed it first-the way her pulse stuttered at his touch, the ache in her heart when he smiled at someone else. But he? He buried it. Denied it. Trapped in a cage of obligations, he convinced himself that she was a longing he could never afford. Until the night of her wedding. Until he saw her standing across the room, dolled up for another man. She wasn't just a woman he cherished. She was a battle he would take lives for. She was his. And no man~not fate, not duty, not even the Gods~would stop him from making her, his queen. And in that moment, he declared-"Either Vaidehi Roy Chowdhury becomes the next Suryavanshi queen, or Yuvraj Raghav Suryavanshi abdicates the throne." But the real game begins after their marriage. Vaidehi is accused of betraying the royal family. The evidence is damning-documents stolen, a life taken, her name written in blood. Someone is moving the pieces in the shadows, their game so meticulous that even the sharpest minds in the royal family and TIB are left clueless. But the answers don't lie in intelligence files or covert operations. They lie in the portrait. A portrait. Ancient. Forgotten. Hidden deep in the royal gallery. The betrayals of today echo a story written long ago. History is repeating itself. Who was the traitor then? And who is the traitor now?

Finding the Fallen ni tmmartin74

Kala had always thought of herself as normal, but when the world ended, cleansed by a power most would fail to understand, she realized she was far from normal. That day, Kala awoke in a fog surrounded by a nothingness that permeated every pore of her body. The only sounds she could hear were her own ragged breaths in the vast and empty darkness. When the light finally returned, she found herself utterly alone and suddenly part of a struggle much bigger than she'd ever thought possible. With that struggle came something else...power. Power to control the elements. Power the likes of which she had only seen in movies or read about in books. Despite her disbelief, it remained...right there in the palms of her hands. Eventually Kala learned to use her power as it was intended. As she wandered the new world, she met others like herself, other Servants with similar abilities who understood the reason for the destruction...for the loss. And then, six years after her world turned upside down, she met him. A handsome stranger in a tiny town in the middle of the West Virginia woods - not a Servant - not like her. And certainly not the type of man Kala had expected to find herself falling for. But the man she met there turned out to be more than just a hero in her time of need. At her side, he would become a protector, leader, confidant, and so much more. Together, they would find themselves fighting a growing evil...a man like Kala, who had been granted power beyond words or description. He might have been a good man once, but his fall was nearly complete. And now he desired only to rule - not to heal. This man would lead a small army against them, but they wouldn't have to fight alone. There was another, more powerful force on their side...one that could change the course of the war to come.

The unreachable mountain ni Growened

"You're unbearable!" He kicks her with utter contempt. "Please tell me where I'm wrong, causing you discomfort was not my intention," she said crying, causing him to hit her against the ground again. "Do you think you can live with good intentions? Didn't you have all the time you wanted to change and learn? You still dare to ask for more!" He yells at her with hatred, he blamed her for being the one will cause a woman to be beaten; He didn't want to be that kind of man. However, what he lived with her caused him to bring out what he hated the most about himself from within. -Forget it love- said a woman who was next to her- it's not worth it- this dog was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to support her just like she did; however he managed so that he and she hated each other and thus be able to steal it. The woman on the floor does not know how much she was framed and harmed by her naivety, nor did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortunes. Because of that woman she did not stop suffering, wherever she went she suffered verbal or physical abuse and everything was orchestrated by this woman; she didn't know until she was about to faint. "Why?" She asked this unarmed woman without knowing why she hated him so much. She never did anything to hurt him. She just laughed viciously without answering him, she didn't have to waste her time with an insect; leaving La to die imprisoned in the house where she was kidnapped. "Answer me!" She got up from her bed screaming "Eh? This looks like my room; Did I reincarnate myself in the past?" She ran to the bathroom just to see that her assumption was correct. She thanked the heavens for this second chance by promising that she wouldn't be fooled a second time.

"Goodbye Curly Head" ni NUmaker

Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

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Death Is My BFFLAD (Book Two Original Series) cover

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐆𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞 (Shadow Milk Cookie x Fem!Reader) cover

Our Hopes For Forever ✔︎ cover

Embers And Ice cover

The Dark Rose 🌹 {18+} cover

Yearning Hearts - a saga of destiny cover

The Destined Love~ A Tale Of Royalty, Revenge & Redemption. cover

Finding the Fallen cover

The unreachable mountain cover

"Goodbye Curly Head" cover

Death Is My BFFLAD (Book Two Original Series)

(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ******** DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

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