Entitled Stories

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If you clipped the wings of an angel, would it be a demon?

Can someone please say engagement gone wrong because that was that happened to Astria or "Princess Astria" as her father would have called his little princess After dating Daniel, the love of her life for 9 months, he proposed a little rushed, but who cares besides if someone was to tell Astria her engagement was rushed she would asked them to show their own diamond ring Ever since Astria was young, she had everything's she wanted given to her no matter the request by her father, who loved her very much and would do anything for his princess She was on the verge of getting married when disaster struck her relationship, and then she realised she needed to have a change in her life at 26 she abandoned her life away from her friends,wealth and most importantly her father well she did not really abandon them she just reduced gossip about wealth related stuff with her friends and she just told her dad to block her black card but send money to a new one weekly that wasn't a black card but a regular plain one that she customised Astria did not know what she would do to approach her decision until she saw this badass looking guy, and she knew it was time for a rebound Now, on the other side of the story, so get this you are coming from you night shift at your bar you work at by choice and you see this sexy vixen yelling at a guy after he tried to flirt with her and your think she is so rude and aggressive 2 weeks later she is living in your apartment and you guys have slept together so what do you do?.......... you embrace it ofcourse and accept your new life as her new black card So now we have a girl who thinks she is poverty-stricken even though her father sends her $10000 every week and a guy who is looking for a girl to show his mom so that she won't believe that her son will die alone

ser·en·dip·i·ty ˌserənˈdipədē/ noun the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way.

In the future of mankind, or rather womankind to be more accurate, the way the world is run has taken a drastic change. Males, as a whole, are looked down upon by the entirety of the female population, and therefore are sentenced to working their entire lives cleaning, repairing, or laboring for the benefit of the cities they are assigned to. Woman and girls, on the other hand, are treated like royalty. They work short hours for large sums of money, and often have high class jobs critical to running the city. Abigail Ledecky, a young teen girl, recently found out about her deceased birth mother, and, more importantly, her twin brother, 1276, who has been banished to the jail for criminal males. She will do anything to help out family, no matter their gender, and, along the way, will learn about the terrible horrors the lesser, looked down upon class of males must endure their entire lives. She must make the decision between what is right to do, and what is easy to do. Will she make the right choice?

"One night. With me." His voice was a velvety purr against my collarbone, his lips grazing the skin over my blouse. "Name your price." My fingers curled around his hair, pulling hard. "For one night?" He winced slightly, his lips curling up into that infuriating smirk again. "That was fast. Yes." "1000 dollars." I put a palm up before he could say anything else. "That's how much I'll pay if you agree to play my sister's boyfriend for a week." Archer Huxley-Gordon, corporate heir and a total hot mess has had only three goals in his life so far: parties, girls and money. He was sure he'd be grasshopping his way through his junior year of high school as well but that all changes when a storm in the form of a girl with lifeless eyes and an emotionless façade, that grated on his nerves and made him crave her even more with every heated glance and cutting words they shared, decided to buy him for her little sister.

Note: The men in this story are not mine (except for one/two characters). They were born from the mind of a fellow Watter that goes by the name of GoodnightGore who I will refer to as Dally from this point on. To support the original parent, go and read their "child" called "Come To Life". Seriously, do that. Dally is awesome as hell. ><><>< With their eyes wide open, they stared at what was being presented before them. Both were lucky their head wasn't being held down since their stomach turned. Charlie had provided them a bucket for them to puke into since neither could decide which way to turn. They were the princesses of Collincia after all; one must treat his prisoners like the royalty they are. "Do you like what you see, your highnesses?" Charlie cooed turning their head back to the horrifying scene before them. "This is what you and your brothers called 'The Monster of Collincia'. I remember that day you banished him from the kingdom, Princess Rainger. Didn't he kill Prince Psi and Princess Cho as well as every... single... royal... guard... in their kingdom?" "Why are you showing us this?!" roared Cho tying to get her side free. "What do you seek to achieve with showing us a hollowed-out Joseph!?!" Charlie smiled as he walked away from the princesses to a curtain revealing a robot charging. "Without The Monster of Collincia and his powers or... heh... 'Joseph'... as you call him... no one will be able to stop me from conquering every single kingdom in the world!" That's when it dawned on the princesses. Oh, how wrong they were in the past about Joseph until now. If they could, the princesses would be staring into each other's eyes with regret as they recall everything that happened in the past. If they had known, things would've been different.

• Epigraph • We are made to love. Though it is a natural trait, it doesn't make it any less dangerous. • Synopsis • Even Satan himself can get comfy once he's been allowed to settle in. Though, Satan didn't need an invite because he didn't have nor want to listen to anyone else. He was sat facing me with a cigarette between his canines. His hair was untamed, a pool of golden curls falling down in front of his eyes. He reaches up to brush them back, flashing the tattoos spread across the top of his knuckles under bloody cuts and the small empty heart on his ring finger on his right hand. His sins were sat on his shoulders, weighing them down and yet he sat straight like the world didn't bother him. His head moved to against the inside of his left palm in an awkward position but yet he managed to look perfect as he raised and lowered the cigarette to and from his lips. His perfectly pouted incarnadine lips that blew out a cloud of smoke. His gorgeous eyes were alluring but I knew better than to fall for them, he was dangerous like my father. Just like his own.

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