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The Warrior And His Emperors book online reading He was a warrior. He was meant to protect the King and the Kingdom. His name brought the fear for life in warriors across the world. What he never thought he would become was the High King of two Emperors. Their Warrior, Their Saviour, Their Partner, Their Husband. He became all of it. *************** Notes The Kingdoms of Mauryae and Kingdom of Maherayae in the book are in a different continent  altogether. The continent has seven kingdoms.  Arthanava is the name of the continent.  Kingdoms are : Kingdom of Mauryae Kingdom of Maherayae Kingdom of  Thaveri Kingdom of  Ujvalli Kingdom of Dainavi Kingdom of Karivayi Kingdom of Girishaya ---------------------- Prologue:  It was raining. The woman's scream pierced the night. A child's soft cries were heard next. The healer looked at the woman who was no more and took the baby to his father. The man looked up and saw the child in her arms. "It is a boy, warrior," said the healer. "How is his mother?" asked the warrior. The healer did not respond at first. "She did not make it," said the healer. The warrior was silent for sometime. The men around him were equally subdued. The child was still crying. No one knew what to do. The warrior extended his hand and took his son in. He had looked at his fellow men and dropped his sword before he did so. He did the last rites for his beautiful wife. Then with his child in arm and a few necessities with him, Avdeyu Ilnaya walked into the woods of Dandakarani to be seen never again. ------------------ "The prince is having trouble settling down," said a maid who rushed into the chambers of the queen of Maherayae. The queen took her son into her arms. The two year old had that stubborn look. His chin had that stubborn tilt and his jaw looked broad, as usual when the boy was in a terrible state of mind. "What has brought this on my kid? " asked Asreya. The stubborn tilt was still there and he just shook his head even as he cuddled to his mother's side. "Mithraos," Asreya called his name, never one to give up. "He was crying," said Mithraos. "Who my son?" "Him" The queen rocked her son to sleep wondering about what sort of dream her son had.

My Husbands Zenon Arcari grew up in the streets of Malone. He was a kid when he was adopted by the Mafia Boss Almero Arcari who saved him from the streets. Growing up as the only heir to Arcari empire, Zenon only cared about his father. At twenty eight, Zenon was the most feared Mafia Boss in the history of the country. He brought the fear of God and Devil in men. Damon Knight, the self righteous business man who came up on his own might. An erstwhile member of the royal family, his dad was ousted because he married his mother who came from a lower section of the society. Damon singlehandedly made more wealth than all of the royal family combined within the age of 27. A brilliant student and a focussed man, Damon's only focus in life is success. Respected in all circles, Damon was known for his money mindedness. These giants are at war in the streets of Malone. Unaware, innocent Dylan Zanèd, a florist, walks in. *************** Dylan yawned as he sat up. He looked at his single room flat in gloom and got out. His feet touched the cold floor and groaned. So much for being independent. His parents' house was warmer. Dylan brushed his teeth and glared at his curls. His friends say that they make him look good but he was not so sure. Some of the jerks he had dated called it girly. Fuck them, he thought as he tamed the hair and went and opened his fridge and found an egg. He made himself an omelette and drank a packet of milk and rushed out. He was practically skipping as he reached his workplace. He looked at the florists and smiled. This was his dream. He loved taking care of plants. He has a garden just behind the shop. He opened the door and entered. He smiled at the sets he had prepared the day before. They will be delivered to houses. He has three delivery partners. One is a college student who does part-time. Another is his schoolmate Katie and the third is Kieran, a buff man who did it for fun and of course, Dylan thinks, to hang around Katie. He had been asking her out once every month for the past one year and she had been declining. He is a bunny and is like a brother. Dylan smiles sadly as thoughts of the family comes in and he went to look at his flowers. Dylan was twelve when they met with an accident. His dad is still alive, in a wheelchair. Dylan takes care of his expenses and visits him every day. It was hard, moving out of the house, but it was getting painful for him. His father simply existed and he kind of hated everything a bit. Mostly a silent man. He always says "It was her who kept me sane, son".  Dylan can't hope to understand what he was trying to say but he can always support his dad in all possible ways. His dad's house is one block away from his apartment and his business is one block further away. Dylan looked at the new orders placed in the system and started the preparation. By then Kieran came and took some of the stuff for delivery. Dylan looked at the roses. All looked great. He picked the light yellow co

Owning The Player book online reading Miguel loved it when more than 60,000 people in the football stands scream his name with pride. The most successful footballer of his time, he is a legend even by the age of 29. Arrogant, Selfish, Narcissist, Rude and Uncouth, he is the favourite of papparazzis and a terrible reality as far as football critics are concerned. At the peak of his career, he enters the world of Italian Football with a record fee. His life was never the same again. Alexander Almaraz, the name that brings the continent to its knees, is the most powerful Mafia Lord there is. The cold-blooded man is known for his callous and violent nature. He also owns a football club in which he was least interested in but still keeps it because it was family owned. That is until he sees Miguel Endrizzi play football for his club. *************** “Champion” The chants echoed in the stadium and Miguel stood there, head thrown back as he took in the praise and the support. He smiled, showing his teeth. He looked like a vampire at that moment which he was not. He is, however, the most popular footballer in the world. He is a legend and even reaching the end of his twenties, his name brought in the best cash. He looked at the crowd, clapped the crowd as he walked back to the dressing room. He is almost done with this team. There is nothing more left to achieve here. Then he left the dressing room for the last time, even though no one else knew it is that last. He bid his farewell to the team members and staff and walked out. Miguel met with the Italian team owners and recruiters at his flat. The two men and the woman sat opposite him. The woman reminded him of a shark. The men looked pretty tame compared to her. All were atleast over 60. They introduced themselves as Paulo Magneto, Syril Pilato and Izabel Azenso, quite unnecessarily. They were the names that every single person who knew the business and game of football knew. They practically run the Italian football. They decide who goes where and when a career begins and end. He leaned back on his chair. They were also the board of directors from the number one Italian Club, Imperatore FC. The players were called Guardie – the guards of the emperor. They used to win the league non-stop, but now, for the past decade, they were in decline. However, being the richest team pays off and they remain Kingmakers of Italian football. In everyone’s mind, the club remained number one. “The fee your manager is asking for is ridiculous, even for you. No one is indispensable you realise,” said Izabel. “While I was indeed looking for a new challenge, It need not necessarily be you,” said Miguel, which was not true. It has to be them. He has to make them champions again in the league and Champions League and prove to those naysayers that he is the best. They looked at each other. “You better be worth this or you will be answering to people you wouldn’t even want to meet in life,” said Izabel. Miguel rol

Iker's Man book online reading Iker Maximiliano De Russe is the most feared name in this side of the globe. The unbeatable billionaire lord, he is known to be the devil itself. More than a billionaire, Iker was also a Werewolf. Even though he had grown up in the pack, he was a loner. Always second best to his brothers and his stepmom, Iker became his own person at a very young age. Now he was an Alpha and most feared man. At 26, Iker has never searched for a mate. He did not believe in the stupid happily ever after stories. But when his mate comes calling, Will Iker leave everything behind for the man? *************** It was easy. To let the bullets loose, to let his anger take over, it was probably the easiest thing Iker does. He relished in it. And when he can sink his paws into their necks and tear them apart with his hand, it just gave him a bit more satisfaction. Iker watches as the man shuddered, his hands freezing, eyes rolling back as he let out a blood-curdling scream. Iker pressed on his boot to where he had already cut the man on his neck. The screams made everyone else flinch a bit, but Iker stood there casually looking at the guy in his face as he asked again - "Where is the case?". "The - righ- right draw in the cupboard in- in my off- office," the guy stuttered. "Verify," said Iker simply as he pulled a chair above the guy trapping him between the legs and sitting on it. "I don't forgive- you know that. But you also know that I respect those who fight me face to face enough to not kill them shamefully, cruelly. But when it comes to backstabbers like you- Alan- " Iker snorted and then lifted the knife and pulled the guy's hand. He started by slicing the nail off. He paid no attention to the screams as he did the same to all the fingers. As a werewolf Alan should be able to heal, however, that's where Iker's special knife comes in. The knife has a silver edge. Alan was his dad's guard. Algernon had suspected nothing till the guy backstabbed and left with crucial documents from the pack. It took Iker a few days, but he did find the man and here they were. Iker watched as his blood-drenched the ground. He waited till the guy was getting a bit relieved that the torture has stopped before doing it again and again.  "Sir, we have got it," said Xavier, his beta.  "Good. Now Acer, go with Xavier and retrieve the documents," said Iker. Acer is Xavier's mate and he trusted them enough to let them do the task. Then Iker turned to Alan and mercifully raised the gun. "Here is the mercy you begged for,  you pest," said Iker as he shot the man in his head and then got up and stormed out.  Iker reached the packhouse and he felt all eyes on him. He can smell their fear, anger and even loathing. Like he cared. He just climbed the stairs after slamming the files before his father who looked at it in relief.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Iker has always thought of himself as a strong person and he definitely was. He steps down the sta

I'll Protect You book online reading It was five years ago when Andrew's friends died. Two of them were his teammates in volleyball and one of them was his boyfriend. All of them were said to be killed by his best friend, Allen. The tragedy almost caused him to take his own life. But just like the rainbow that appears after a rain, Andrew was able to get back on his feet and tried to live as normal as possible. It was then when he met Karl, a handsome and a tall looking man with a cold demeanor. For Karl, Andrew was his sun no matter what his past is. Andrew was the person who changed him, a person he had promised he wouldn't leave. But there will always be darkness after the sun shines. For they thought they could finally be happy, a person from the dark past came back. Will Andrew be able to find happiness? or will the past pull Andrew back to how he was? *************** "I did it to protect you." The man mumbled.    "I don’t need any protection from you! All I want is Emman! Bring him back!" Andrew pleaded.   The young man burst into tears as he looked at Andrew, who has a look of grimace all over his face. "Emman..." Andrew sobbed in his sleep. His sweats are already trickling from his forehead to the side of his face. His eyebrows were deeply knitted and his mouth slightly ajar in agony. Karl woke up next to him. He leaned forward and gently caressed Andrew on the arm. "Andrew?" he uttered with worry clear on his face. "Emman..." Andrew murmurs again. He was still in agony and couldn’t wake up from his sleep. Karl brushed his hand on Andrew’s arm, trying to wake the latter once more "Andrew... An-" "Emman!" Andrew gasped as his eyes opened. His chest was moving in and out rapidly as if he’s catching his breath. He then anchored his attention towards his boyfriend, Karl, who has a worried expression. Karl was holding his arm, stroking it. "Were you having the same dream?" Karl asked as he moved his hand from Andrew’s arm towards the latter’s cheeks, pressing it on his hand. "Karl..." Andrew sobbed as he pulled Karl and wrapped him in his arms. "It’s okay. Everything is fine now. I’m here." Andrew assured with a silvery voice. He embraces Andrew back as he gently caressed him. After a few minutes, Andrew’s breath went steady and his eyes were no longer shedding tears. He then gently tapped Karl’s back, "I’m sorry for waking you up.” he whispered. "Don’t worry about it." Karl faces Andrew as he studied the latter’s face. The lights were off in the room but the curtain from the window was fixed on each side’s allowing the light from the moon to reflect on Andrew’s face. The man is still gorgeous even after crying like a toddler, Karl thought. Of course, he doesn’t like Andrew to suffer from bad dreams, but it’s hard for him not to appreciate how handsome those green-colored eyes, messy brown hair, and lips that were as plump as cherry. If it wasn’t for his shorter height, Andrew could have been so perfect already. “I love you.” K

CHASING YOU [MXM] book online reading The man smirked, "So what's the feeling of riding someone with your lover playing the music for us." he whispered staring at the man infront of him who had tears flowing down while biting his lips to seal his noises. But the man on his lap didn't dare to enjoy. Crying, he lowly muttered, "S....to..p." burying his nails on the man's shoulders But the man didn't mind it at all, "Do you still insist that you're an alpha even in this state?" .... BEI RUOYE was born to be a simple man who just wanted a simple life. But upon his father's demand to marry the domineering and influential CEO, Liu Jiangli, his life was entrapped. They didn't knew each other and knotted the bond without commitment. However, during this cold marriage he met the artist the he adored for a long time, Lin Ri and upon meeting, he finally knew that this artist had also developed affection towards him! *************** PREFACE: THIS STORY IS AN OMEGAVERSE. THEY ARE RANKED IN ACCORDANCE TO THEIR HIERARCHICAL HORMONES: ALPHA - The top of the pyramid, strong, intellectual, and excels at any factor of skills and talent but they are aggressive and unreasonably possessive. OMEGA - Weak and feminine, mostly discriminated because they have the 'heat', a seasonal phenomenon where they give off hormones that can make the Alpha's go wild and sensual. BETA - Just normal beings, they don't have heat and they can't be affected by the Omega 's heat. They are everyone's friend. ZETA - Can be the Alpha for the Omegas and can be Omegas of the Alphas. ........ It is the 22nd Foundation day of the Liu Finance Company. The venue was buzzling as the Oriental concept welcomed people. "...now let us gladly welcome the president!" the emcee then stepped out and a handsome man took over the stage. A great entrepreneur at such young age, recorded as one of the successful person in the country, tall and domineering CEO of the Liu Finance Company, Mr. Liu Jiangli. "At such young age, I took out my way to build something I can do by myself without relying on someone. The world is tough, tremendous change waves off the industry in anytime. It was tough." ".....but persistence is something people has, we have. And a key to something far more greater than just a door..." After the speech, everyone applauded as they admired the handsome CEO at the stage, his countenance shining brightly. "The handsomeness of your husband doesn't really fade out as time goes by Ruoyi." Mierin clapped loudly as she said this to her friend. Ruoyi rolled his eyes and stared at the familiar figure in the stage smiling. Liu Jiangli was his husband, it's TRUE, but he was not confident if they can be called a couple, they were victims of arrange marriage after all. Bei Ruoyi was the third son of the Bei Corporation, an allied company of Liu finance Company and there, that day the news got to him that he will be marrying this domineering CEO and he was utterly shocked. He didn't eve

Through the cruise of love; there tend to be desolations, heartbreaks, and painful detriments. But if there was true ardor; the beholder of the love would persevere in the face of the grudges, the heart scourging pains, and perturbs. She was a chivalrous lady, who was heartbroken and vowed not to fall in love again. He was an introvert; who seldom talk, nor could he envisage himself in love. They became acquaintanced, intimate friends, and finally deviate into inseparable lovers. Promises were made, altruism was clearly avowed, and a future was planned. Upon the series of heart spasm, the etching wounds, scourging pains, and the perforating heartbreaks that could crucify the hearts. Would they grapple the pains and make something out of their adulation? _____ It would be a roller coaster ride, with a series of heartbreaks, betrayals, and heart squirming pains. Just tag along, as I tell you the story of the consolidated lovers. Ayshatou. *************** Down Hearted 1 A beautiful young lady was sleeping peacefully on her medium sized bed, looking so radiant and peaceful, with a fleeting smile plastered on her luscious lips. "Ummi, you should wake up by now. Do you want to be late? " Mama asked, yelling from the kitchen. She squinted her eyes as melodious sound of her mother's voice reached her, it was something she was never going to get tired of hearing. Groaning softly, Ummi slowly opened her eyes waking up to the reality of something she wanted to be a dream. The reality of her going back to school that same day! Just the thought of leaving her home and her family which she adores so much was enough to put her down. It wasn't going to be easy, that's how it always has been anyways. "Mama! I just woke up. Have to make my bed and tidy up the room, will be there in a jiffy," she responded. Saying her waking up supplication she groggily pulled herself off from the bed. She swiftly made her bed, swept the room and made her way to the toilet. She took a long, embeding soothing shower before exiting the toilet, she was definitely going to miss that for the few weeks she was going to be away. She wore a loose ankara gown and tied her messy hair with the headtie, before advancing towards the kitchen; a beautiful smile plastered on her lips. "Good morning, My Mama," she greeted, hugging her from behind. Mama turned to her with a loving smile and pecked her forehead "Morning, Ummina. How was your night? Hope you slept well? " Mama inquired lovingly, flashing Ummi a million dollar smile. Before Ummi could answer, Baba's voice chirped in "I guess she had a loving and unforgettable night, since it would be her last day at home. Henceforth, someone will be sleeping on bunk," he teased, walking inside the kitchen . Ummi pouted her lips, how could she live without these amazing parents of hers? How would her life be? This wasn't the first time, but she just couldn't get used to the boarding house although she...

Conspiracies, family secrets, betrayal, madness... as well as the quest for love, acceptance and happiness. Nanase Yuuki braves his way into these storms he faces in every job he takes as the owner of the CAST - short for Carrying A Special Task, a small-time company that would do everything for money. Hired as a bodyguard by a young lady that’s about to be killed; sent to investigate the grandson of a wealthy old lady; asked to look for a child’s puppy leading to a major discovery; pose as an elder female cousin for a trip to death, and many more. Can Yuuki embrace his past and accept the feelings he never once had, nor was ever given to him? Are these the gifts he had never noticed he longed to receive? *************** CAST Work for Money Case 1: The Young Lady's Assassination In an island. A gleam of light flashed in the middle of the darkness as the long knife descended on the body of the young girl lying on top of the altar, unconscious. The man's eyes went wide as he pushed away the woman restraining him. He reached out his hand as he ran towards the altar, expending all his energy to save her. "Mio-channnnn! " Everything went in a slow motion as the knife reached the young girl's chest. Bright red blood was spilled on the floor of the cave, the rustic and fishy odor mixed with the salty smell of the sea and the leafy odor from the trees of the dense forest outside the cave. 3 days ago. “It’s not about the – “ “Money~ money~ money~” I sang along the song playing from my phone. “We don’t need your – “ “Money~ money~ money~” I said as I moved my shoulders and glide across the floor, reaching my table. “We just wanna make the world dance~” I sang and sat on the table. I crossed my legs as I cross my arms on my chest, raising my right arm holding a wad of paper money, fanning myself. A grin plastered on my face, smug. “Forget about the price tag~” Ding dong. “Ain’t about uh – ah? ” I said and stopped when I heard the doorbell rang. I turned to look at the door. Ding dong. I pressed the pause button of the music player app on my phone, then put the authentic paper bills inside the brown envelope on the right side of my table. I fixed my clothes and straightened the look on my face, then walked towards the door and opened it. I was greeted by the sight of two female students standing outside the door. “You are? ” I said. They turned, revealing the anxiety painted on their face. “Are you the owner of this company? ” one of them asked. I nodded, then opened the door wide for them to come in. “Please come inside. ” I told them. “Thanks. ” The two of them went inside. I didn’t bother looking at the black car parked across the street, nor the bodyguards standing arou...

Salvatore El Manzoni : Mafia Boss, Bodyguard, Husband book online reading Salvatore El Manzoni is the most powerful mafia boss in the world. But if his mentor, Avanindra Vallar asks him, he would mountains and that was how Salvatore became a bodyguard to Mr Vallar's son. His life takes an unexpected turn when he meets the clean businessman, Aryan Vallar. Aryan Vallar is the youngest billionaire around. He owns the seas and the oceans and is as reckless as any 28 year old hot blooded rich man. He has never been told no and when finally someone does, he is shocked. One night changes Aryan's world. *************** Salvatore looked at Dante one last time before placing the gun on his head and pulling the trigger. The brain spilt but that did nothing to make Salvatore flinch. He just handed over the gun to his henchmen and wiped his hand with a tissue and walked out as Dante's men shivered from head to toe. Salvatore just appraised them with a glance and signalled to his associates and soon, one after another 70 men in the room fell and Salvatore's face is yet to show any sort of emotion.  "Capo you have a call," said one of his associates Delino. He looked a bit shaken but okay. The kid was one of the new recruits. "Sir Avanindra Vallar," said Delino with reverence.  Salvatore took the call. The man was his mentor and in his time the most powerful mafia don to rule the world. The man and his husband had tried their best to keep Salvatore away from the mafia, but it never worked.  "Sir," said Salvatore attending the call and no one was shocked. It was an open secret that Salvatore only listened to Vallar patriarch.  "Aryan is in danger, I need you here. I don't trust anyone else with his life. Will you come?" asked the voice from the other side.  "Give me the 15 hour flight time sir and I will be there," said Salvatore.  Salvatore, once the call ended looked at Delino.  "I need to leave for Zaveri in the next half an hour," said Salvatore.  "And cancel all my meetings for the next one week," he said looking at his second in command Carolin. Carolin was one of the few people who had his trust. She nodded.  "And go meet your guy when you get the time," said Salvatore as he walked off.  "Its nice of you to think about your future brother- in- law Capo, now come on I am sure he will understand, but I am not leaving you alone to deal with the shit that awaits you there alone. Let me remind you that Aryan Vallar shows up on our hit list at least once in a day. The guy is utter chaos and there is no mafia he has not picked a fight with," said Carolin.  "Is he clean?" asked Salvatore.  "Yes," said Carolin.  ---------------------------------------------------------  Aryan threw the vase in his hand at the door. He heard it break into a million pieces with satisfaction. He broke every single thing in the hall and finally when his anger subsided  looked at his dad who was so bloody calm as he sat there reading a book. The old man looked up.  "M

Jake Melbourne was accustomed to the twists and turns the life he lived had to offer, until a secret, HIS secret becomes one he's yet to uncover himself. When an innocent, doable quid-pro-quo from his best friend sends him to a party hosted by a 'secret host', Jake Melbourne finds himself facing more than a hangover when the most recent memory of the events... disappear. *************** SECRET, SECRET, NEVER TELL PROLOGUE ➿ Arriving home makes Jake sigh in content as he shuts his car door and securely locks the vehicle. He clutches his backpack over his right shoulder while still balancing his father's warm cup of coffee in his left hand. For a moment, the striking red color of an unfamiliar car parked in his home's circular driveway, captures Jake's attention. The vintage looking Camaro, was sleek, modest, which tells Jake that his father either found some odd love of red, classic rides or was entertaining a guest of the female sorts. Granted it excites Jake just a little, because the man had sworn off trying to find anyone new after his mother, despite Jake's countless interferences. It however made him wonder why a woman would visit his father and stay long enough to meet the children. Micah, his younger brother, was sure to already be home from school. The evidence was the boy's skateboard thrown upside down on the lush, watered lawn surrounding the spacious driveway. He could understand why his father was wary about going back on the market, even at his age where the era of dad-bods reigned. After Jake and Micah's mother fled, George Melbourne threw himself into his work and avoided dating. For years, he hadn't even entertained the thought of pursuing another romance, even if it pursued him first. He remained focused on raising his two sons while coping with a tiresome but beneficial career path. Wasting no time in pondering unanswerable questions, Jake grows anxious to go inside and investigate. He then climbs the stairs of the modern porch that leads house built with grey stones and white pinewood illustrations that grace its design. Tall, large windows add to the retro visage and asymmetrical pattern, making it stand out amongst the fairly modern houses of the surrounding suburbia. One small chimney pokes out the center of the roof and a few large windows let in just enough light to the rooms below the protruded second-flo...

Secrets can never stay hidden forever. There will be a time when all your hidden secrets will be out in the open for the world to know. But what if, those secrets will turn for the worse and end up hurting the one you love? What if... you lost the chance to tell them, and it was all over before you even know it? or Read as Elixir, a commoner hybrid fell fell in love with a prince acting as a commoner with an iceberg of secrets hidden from him and the world. Will he be able to take it when the truth comes to life? Let's find out. *************** Yuletide (A BoyxBoy Story) Chapter 1 It was in the middle of winter—the harshest weather of Mairaxias. Dwarves, elves and even regular mortals are probably spending the night with their loved ones seeing that it’s the only holiday that celebrates togetherness while being huddled by the fire and enjoying the warmth of the hearth as the snow falls outside, blanketing the ground with white powder. It’s Yule. Even though the air is freezing and my nose is probably turning purple from the long exposure to the frosty breeze, this time of the year is still my favorite. It seems perfect to me. How the sky bears aurora borealis, all those green and purple and pink luminescent lights on the cold air and the ground seem to glisten under the decorative lights that the shop put out, it’s just… magical. “I’m sorry sweetie, I have no work to offer to you. ” The gentle maiden from the bakeshop said with a shake of her head. It’s the fourth shop tonight and it’s easy to see why job hunting, in the middle of the Yule, is hard. Shops are closing early and I still haven’t had a glimpse of hope in seeing any job to replace my last one. You see, I’ve been fired today from my job as a waiter and instead of moping around, I took my separation pay, said 'fuck you to my boss' and began job hunting again. Any job is good—I can carry things, clean, and even do some basic cooking. I’ll take any job as long as I can pay my rent. That boss was totally mean, firing me in front of the whole staff and in the middle of Yule. I merely sighed and looked around for a new place to apply and submit my resume. This is going to be a tough night. Entering the supposedly last stop, I breathed in the warm smell of bread cooking in the oven. It’s a relatively nice restaurant that’s mostly empty save for the ones buying some freshly baked goods probably for their evening celebration. Families celebrating Yule just… it just makes me jealous more than ever. It must be nice spending the holiday w...

Just when Seb decided to move forward with his life and leave his past behind, Ryan came back to Estrella, and the pain caused by his broken promise hurt Seb anew. Returning to Estrella is Ryan’s second chance in life. A chance to correct the many mistakes he had committed in the past. The biggest one of them; leaving Seb behind. For Ryan and Seb, the lost stars of Estrella symbolize new hope, but when that very symbol is threatened to be lost forever, Seb and Ryan would have to find a way to save them. And when losing the stars could mean losing their love forever, the stakes are even higher. Together, in their search for the lost stars, Seb and Ryan would find forgiveness and healing that only true love could bring. *************** A Search for the Lost Stars I – Empty Home How long does it take to heal a broken heart? How long does it take for that love to die down? How long does it take to find a new love? For some, it took months and years, but for some, the healing never comes, the love never dies down, and they never find a new love. Once in a while, there comes a love so deep and so strong that nothing else could replace it. And when it’s lost, the pain and heartbreak are beyond compare. While time heals most wounds, the pain cost by this heartbreak never does. So, the only thing one could do is wait. Wait for the uncertainty of that love’s return. The same was true for 26 years old Sebastian Torres until he grew tired. Until he realized that it was time to let go. It had been a year since Seb had an epiphany that his love would never return. After four long years of waiting for that promised return, Seb realized that it was just nothing but empty words. Things would have been easier for him if he had someone else to blame, but there was no one else to blame but himself. He caused their parting, he was the reason why they had to break apart. “Hey, Seb are you even listening? ” Nora Jones, Seb’s friend, and contractor-extraordinaire called his attention. “Yeah.. yeah… I am. ” “Really? Because you’ve been staring at that sign for quite a while now. ” “Ummm… I’m just making sure that it isn’t crooked. ” Seb said as he continued on staring at the sign ‘Taylor, Salceda & Associates Law Office’. “It’s not, it’s bolted perfectly in place. Now, could you please help me? We need to finish this in a week. ” Nora said, sounding really stressed. “I thought your New Year’s resolution is to be stressed less? ” Seb asked her. “We’re just a week in 2019 and you’ve already broken that resolution. That’s a new record. ” Seb said as he started carrying boxes inside. “Like I had a choice. My workers are still all in vacation, the furniture aren’t here yet, I still haven’t lost all the weigh...

"Win his trust and report to me." Lord Callum is the son of one of the world's richest men. He's also the youngest one. And with that, he was never expected to be the head of the family. Living a life of privilege and variety, he often spends his time in an unsuitable for his background company. Seeking the thrill and being easily bored with everything, he's unpredictable. Until one day Oliver- his new valet - shows up and that changes his whole life. Oliver is hired by Callum's father and the servant is supposed to report to the old Lord all of his son's actions and missteps. But something happens between Oliver and Callum that no one could have predicted. Warning: The story contains explicit content *************** The Gentleman's Code Prologue London, 1852 The man sitting opposite William put the heavy tumbler on the table. The expensive piece of furniture was conveniently placed next to the richly decorated sofa his companion was almost lying in. He was dressed in a dark, well-tailored suit which most likely cost William's pay for the entire year. Double, even. Judging by his speech, he was someone from the upper classes, yet the nobleman's behavior didn't match his noble origin in the least. He'd untied his black cravat, spoke of books idly, and didn't seem to be interested in the game they were playing at all. The man hadn't introduced himself when they'd met earlier and he hadn't been accompanied by a servant or another nobleman. William was sure the place they were at wasn't even the man's main house. This was more like an apartment where the nobleman invited his private guests; it was likely he didn't keep a regular household, as they were just the two of them and he hadn't seen a maid around. William knew some men from the upper classes had the habit of privately renting a place, where they could invite whomever they pleased, far and free from the class norms their noble origin required them to comply with. "Cigarette? " The nobleman offered and took one out from an intricately crafted box. William saw letters he couldn't recognize written on it and assumed it had probably been imported from God knew where. "Uhh no, thank you. " He looked back at the cards he was holding and tried to find a way to feign indifference to what he was seeing. And that was he had zero winning cards. William had no idea how that was possible. "More whisky, then? " A slow smile spread on the nobleman's handsome face. This person was enough of a distraction as it was, he didn't need to try and talk to William right now. His bright red hair made his cold blue eyes even more outstanding and attractive. And intimidating at the same time. William was painfully aware he was being observed...

With no evidence or clues left behind, Detective Justin Richards found himself in one of the strangest cases in his entire career. Even more strange is when the unidentified victim came back to life right before his eyes. Introducing himself as Tristan, the revived man would help Justin solve cases using his prophetic visions and the ability to sense death. But nothing is what it seems, and Tristan holds a dark secret, a curse that Justin could break. But when a darker force stands in their way, Justin and Tristan would have to put everything they hold dear at stake. They would have to defy their destiny or face the most painful end. *************** Lies Beneath the Truth One - When the Dead Arise "Do you know true fear? " A solitary man hidden in the shadows, standing in the middle of the dark and empty street asked. His low and eerie tone echoed through Justin's very bones. The sky was dark as the moon and the stars hid behind the clouds. A sudden gust of air blew dried leaves and specks of dust making Justin cover his eyes with his hands and lose focus on the man on the far end of the street. When he looked back, the man was gone from where he was standing. A cold breeze brushed Justin's nape and he felt a presence standing just behind him. "Do you want me to show you? " That low and eerie voice whispered near his ear, sending shivers to his spine. When Justin looked back, the shadow figure grinned at him. The loud ringing of his phone woke Justin up in the middle of the night. He had cold sweats and he felt his heart racing in fear. "Chief, where do I have to go? " Justin asked, still breathing heavily when he answered the call. Justin was promptly sent to a motel just a few minutes away from his apartment. The parking lot of the motel was lined with medic, police, and media cars. The scent of blood invaded Justin's nose the moment he opened the door. The whole floor leading to the bed was filled with shoe prints painted with blood. And inside the room, one of the most gruesome crime scenes was waiting for Justin. Before approaching the body, Justin inspected the shoe prints on the floor. It was baffling how the prints suddenly ended by the door. No trace was left outside, nothing at all. A pool of blood formed at the foot of the bed, as the unnamed victim lied on edge of the bed, bathing in his own blood, with a knife stabbed right into his heart. There was no sign of a struggle. Nothing at all. With the perplexing circumstances of the crime scene; the CCTV of the whole establishment malfunctioning just a few minutes before the estimated time of death of the victim, and nothing to properl...

Mr. Eric Humble is an amazing man - top of his game at work, popular with the ladies. He also has a very reliable assistant, who he regards as the prettiest view he had ever seen. No, he will never tell James Carter that. There was no need to ruin such good work dynamic, surely. He is perfectly content watching his Jamie eat with that new handsome finance assistant, or is he? James Carter feels lucky the moment he started working under the great Mr. Humble. The man was handsome, with his bushy eyebrows, broad shoulders, and amazing pectorals. No, he was not staring. He must not. He shall just keep doing a good job. After all, it was Mr. Humble who hired him despite his lack of credentials. It was Mr. Humble who taught him and mentored him. It was enough to be by his side. There was no need to get closer. Right? *************** Mr. Humble Chapter 1 Eric Humble has always been amazing, in both his career and his appearance. At least to everybody’s view of him. He is usually at the top of his game as the head of the marketing department. His presentations and proposals were brilliant. His marketing campaigns were often successful. Most of the executives shower him with praises every time he produces good results. Mr. Humble is popular with the ladies, maybe with the men, as well. With his broad chest and muscular arms, he is the popular topic of the gushing females in the break room. They said he was charming and handy with things. The pretty accounting assistant was even sure that he was making a pass at her once when he complimented her blazer once. One of them was also sure that Mr. Humble had tried to pull some moves on her when he offered to drive her home. The ladies all giggle as they talked about his sharp jaws, bushy eyebrows, and dark eyes. Their hushed whispers were filled with Mr. Humble's thick thighs and how they fit perfectly in those black slacks he always wears. They were unaware of the assistant lurking a little way from them. James Carter has a small smile on his face as he caught some of their praises, and thirst, for Mr. Humble. He was silently making coffee for the man himself as he chanced upon the ladies’ conversation. And he tried his best not to be noticed by them. Jamie has been Mr. Humble’s assistant for five years now. He was broke and fresh out of college when the handsome man took a chance in hiring him. Eric took him under his wing back then, taught him the ropes of their business, and even advised him regarding how he should match his shoes with his suits. It’s been five years of all-nighters and last-minute planning of campaigns; of coffee runs and lunch meeting arrangements. It is also five years of admiring Mr. Humble for Jamie. Of blushing, whenever their knees touched under the meeting table, of his heart fluttering whenev...

Lance Wolfe's only goal in life is to find the perfect chocolate. A chocolate that would make his heart truly happy. Vincent Cromwell only has two goals in life. The first is to make the final seven chocolate recipes that his mom left, and the second is to create the perfect chocolate in the process. In their search for the perfect chocolate, Vincent and Lance will find each other. And soon a love sweeter than any chocolate will bloom. But when a bitter past is revealed, their sweet love would be tainted by hatred and revenge. And while Vincent seeks justice for his parents, Lance would be left with a choice; his love or his friends and family. This is a story about a love that is bitter and sweet, a love that smooth and rocky. This is the story of Vincent and Lance and their love that is like chocolate. *************** Love Like Chocolate One - The Not-so-Perfect Meeting “The perfect chocolate? ” William asked sarcastically as he took a sip of his coffee. “Yes. The perfect chocolate. ” Lance replied seriously, despite his friend’s obvious mockery. “You think I’m joking? ” He added questioningly. “No offense, but yes. There is no such thing as a perfect chocolate. ” William scoffed. “There are good chocolates, great chocolates, but there would never be such a thing as a perfect chocolate. ” He raised an eyebrow at Lance. The two had known each other ever since they were little boys. They attended the same school, went to the same university, not to mention that their parents are business partners. Lance is taller than William, he has straight black hair, tanned skin, and a slim but muscular body. They were both good looking men, and everywhere they go, heads would always turn. They were in a crowded coffee shop, merely a block away from their office, and as usual, they could feel the heavy stares. It had been like that most of Lance’s life, but even after 25 years, he still isn’t used to all the attention. “You’ll see, I’ll find the perfect chocolate. Then I’ll shove it into your mouth to shut you up. ” Lance said in a jest. “You are supposed to be supportive, you know. The last time I checked friends support each other. They don’t crush each other’s dreams. ” “Well, a true friend would wake you up from an impossible dream and bring you back to reality. ” William replied with a grin. “I need a normal friend. ” Lance said sarcastically. “What is your idea of a perfect chocolate anyway? ” “A perfect chocolate would please all the senses. Eating it would give them the sensation of bliss they always yearned for. They would feel pure happiness, not just because of the chemicals, but because of the mere fact that they are eating it. ” Lance said with his eyes closed. He sounded very serious which only convinced his friend that he is out of his mind. “That’s what choco...

"Alexis, you're wearing my patience thinner than usual," he sounded disappointed as he spoke those words. Had he expected me to be honest with him right away? Yeah, like I am capable of such things. I wanted this, him. And yet, I selfishly wanted the man that hunted my dreams as well. The man in front of me is real, and I could have it now. I opened my eyes, staring deep into his dark brown eyes that almost looked black. I spoke the words he wanted to hear, and I wanted to say, "I'm yours." He lowered his head until I felt his breath against my ear. His chuckled low and dark before he spoke in an equally dark whisper that made me clench, "You delicious little girl. You don't even know what that truly entails. You don't even know what I am". I leaned back enough for him to see my face. I arched an eyebrow as I spoke in a definite challenge, "So tell me, right now. What are you?" *************** Ache and Hunger Prologue: Origins Tamika's Pov: This is my last year in college. Everything was almost perfect. Aside from my failing grade in a class, I could not care less about it. It was also a class that started at 8 am. Ain't nobody got the energy for that in the last stretch of this hell. It is the one class I couldn't find a replacement for after I realized what I signed up for all the while dealing with a hangover. I wouldn't allow this class to ruin my perfect record. I focused more in class, well more like tried. The professor, Mr. Huges, is just so hot. Yet, every word that came out of his mouth bored me to death. I daydreamed about fucking him, more than taking notes. I mean, this class had nothing to do with my major. The class I dodged for the last three years. Deciding that fucking him would be easier than failing. Testing every subtle seduction I could know of, yet he wouldn't take the bait. It was clear as glass he is interested because he never told me to stop. So I looked towards the internet for any other tricks I could use that would get him to just give in to his desire for me. After hours upon hours of searching, I found this site. It claimed to be teaching you demonic witchcraft. The only catch was that my soul would go straight to hell if I used too many spells. The spells have three ranks called tainted soul, blackened soul, and, irredeemable soul. I had nothing to lose really because I believe they will claim my soul for hell. I searched a few keywords in the search bar and found the spell I needed. The spell was the first tear, tainted soul, so I considered it would be manageable. It didn't take me long to get the ingredients for the spell. I brought a little more than necessary since I am the worst at cooking things. It took a while to get the mixture right, and I took even longer to pronounce the spell properly. But I knew I did it right when I spoke the spell while dropping his picture in the mixture, and it...

Lutes was paid to marry a very far distant relative who got pregnant without a husband. After marriage, he left never to return again. After so many years, the child knocks on his door and seeks refuge after all his relatives were no longer able to take care of him. How can Lutes take care of a son he doesn't own or care? He wanted to throw him out but where to send him? Angrily, he took him in but never cared about him. Years later that boy's real father will knock on his door to take him back. Lutes would receive money for all his troubles. But later the father will learn how he treated the boy and seek revenge. Years later, the boy with a twisted personality and poor Lutes will meet again and Lutes will meet his end. Then another soul transmigrated in Lutes's body. And he will assume the role of a father. Lutes will be a villain if he goes with his real father whether he treats him nicely or not? Then he doesn't need to go! Stay, stay, father will support you! *************** Fraud Daddy is Worried because his Son is a Villain Father is Strange Fraud Daddy is worried because son is a Villain. Chapter 1 -1- Blinking his eyes. There is a sharp pain coming after a heavy hangover. Lutes is a host in a host club. He is gay so he doesn't accept offer to be taken out by the old and young matrons in the club. Still they forced him to drink too much alcohol last night because it is Lutes's birthday. Aside from the headache and grumbling stomach, Lutes was also feeling sticky. He is so wasted to clean himself so he just dropped dead in his bed. And he really died in his sleep. This new grumbling Lutes is a new soul. His former life is a middle aged cafeteria owner who got fired from his job in a high class restaurant because of coworkers schemes. His specialty is cooking meat dishes and he is very popular. But not only did he get fired, his reputation was damaged and no restaurant will accept him in fear of angering whoever is behind his coworkers schemes. He was a proud chef so he left without making a fuss. He wanted to make his own business but so many incidents will happen whenever his business is doing well. Until he went bankrupt and just opened a small eatery. He only knows how to cook and cooking is his life. Unfortunately, he died after saving a girl from a snatcher. He didn't achieve anything aside from culinary merits but deep inside he is envious with his colleagues for having a happy married life and children of their own. But his secret is that he is attracted to men and at his age, it is hard to find a man who would settle down with a middle aged man. Depressed, all he can do is emerge himself in reading hopeless romantic novels. Lutes rubs his temple and walks to the bathroom. Lutes was a very attractive man. In his younger years, he is even bolder as to have illicit relationships. Lutes, like the new owner, is a gay. But if the new owner of the body is hiding in the closet. Lutes is a bold gay on his early age. Making hi

[P.S: this story contains VERY MATURE and explicit 18+ scenes.] "There is no more censorship restricting us here. We are behind a closed door and out of public eyes. This entire floor belongs to us." The younger guy's guttural voice sounded more seducing than ever, striking a lightning-like sensation into the air. "Just let it go, babe." And with that, the older guy set everything loose. His protective wall, his pride, and his voice as the two bodies found their releases together. They both slipped to the floor, panting and bathing in the afterglow that just had their consciences run wild. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Yi and Xia are the new rising stars for the popular drama. The times they spend together onset make them develop romantic feelings for each other. How they wish there were kiss scenes and hug scenes. However, with the censorship that prevents intimate contact, they have no choice but to be on alert in the public eyes. To never show their true feelings on screen. But it is an entirely different stor *************** Secret Love Affairs [BxB] THE PRESENT: PART 01 Warning: This chapter contains an explicit sex scene. ******* The highest story of a five-star hotel's corridor that consists of only two king suites is left deserted with not a single person walking by. Given the situation, the whole floor should be silent, yet, it doesn't seem to be the case. Amongst those two suites, a muffled noise reverberates from the one on the right-hand side. It is the first room from the elevator. If one dares to put an ear on the wooden door, the noise will surely be elucidated to be none other than a moan. "Urgh... Yi... wait... " A man in a disheveled black shirt murmured. The faint voice sounds struggling as it comes in broken sentences. "No. I've been waiting long enough," replies a hoarse voice that is also trying to fight its ways out through heavy breathing. "But... the bed is just right over there. " "So far. " "You... Arh," A husky moan cuts off any more words from the guy in a black shirt who seems to be taller yet weaker in the knees than the one facing him. But who can blame him when his manhood is being exposed to the cold air, fondled with gently yet persistently? His pants are cuffing his ankles, whereas his shirt is buttoned open, baring his front almost entirely if it isn't for the boxer around his mid-thigh. "I really think we should一. " "Ssh... no more talking. How do you have the strength to release when you keep talking like this? Just focus on one thing at a time, alright? " The younger guy flicks the hard shaft that is still in his possession with quite a strength, making it bounce and swirl in an interesting up-and-down and circular motion due to its weight. "Xia, let it out. " He finishes his sentence with yet another flick that is even stronger than the one before. Xia throws back his head and moans so loud that he feels ashamed even of his own voice. He wants to cover his lips to prevent the lewd sound from

This is a story of two people with their own troubled past and present who see no chances in changing that, neither when they were proposed to get married nor when they met each other. Will love happen or will they face long odds in that too? Lets go along with them at their journey of pain, suffering, comfort, protection as well as love. *************** Long Odds Chapter 1 " Hobi, you cant leave today, its you who need to decide not me", says hoshik's sister who was following him in his room while he was busy collecting his files and tucking them into his office bag, once he was done he turns to face her "I am sorry noona but this meeting is really important and it's a really a big deal for our company and I cant leave kijoon and yujun hyung alone to deal with it" He walks out of his room with his sister on his tail "but hobi, its to see the person with whom you might have to spend the rest of your life with, how can you not meet him yourself" Hoshik stops on his track making his sister bump into him, he turns to face her and holds onto her shoulder and sighs "noona, you know me better than I know myself, I am sure that if you like him then I will like him as well" "but hobi... " But hoshik cuts her off "noona please, hmmm, ok? " Jaehee sighs "fine, ok... but its really rude you know" "I am pretty sure that he is aware of the fact that being a CEO of KYH industries is no joke and such things are bound to happen and if he cant understand such a small thing then he is not good for me, its as simple as that" With that being said he descends down the steps of his mansion to leave for his office while his noona just stands on the stairs sighing "what am I supposed to tell him" Hoshik wasn't always like this, if you were to meet him 2 years ago you would be surprised to see a very happy and always smiling hoshik, spreading his charm to those who are around him, but seems like life had different plans for him, because that smile was swept away from his face on that day when Jaehee received a call from the hospital stating that their parents met with an accident and were not able to survive and that was the last day of hoshik being hobi for the world, from then on he is Jung Hoshik, a shrewd businessman who never takes anyones' shit. Their sweet sunshine was gone, he has disappeared behind the clouds. ***************...

Everyone said that Fog is a visible aerosol consisting of tiny water droplets or ice crystals suspended in the air at or near the Earth's surface. That a Fog can be considered a type of low-lying cloud usually resembling stratus and is heavily influenced by nearby bodies of water, topography, and wind conditions. But for me, It can be anything and that formed my curiosity about blood, sweat, and tears. Note: The Art Picture is mine I made it digitally, no copy right and don't copy anyone else story and idea, thank you!. *************** THE FOG WHERE TO START... "Good morning Mr. Kim here is the report from the other day meeting" Lan Ling, Mr. Kim secretary from the "WEN YANG" entertainment company in South Korea. "Thank you, what's my schedule for today? " Mr. Kim asked him Lan Ling then looks at the schedule book he carries. "Oh, you're free this morning, Mr. Kim" Lan Ling responded. "Okay, let's grab some breakfast, I haven't eaten one yet," Mr. Kim said standing up to his chair and going towards Lan Ling holding Lan Ling right hand. "Umm, Mr. Kim we're still in your company" Lan Ling responded shyly and blushing, Mr. Kim didn't care and just lean close to Lan ling left ear and whispers lustfully. "Why... , we're all alone, now tell me what should Mr. Kim does eat real food for breakfast or eat something more delicious, Hm? tell me Lan Ling" he said and licked Lan Ling's left ear which sent Lan Ling shiver down to his spine unto all over his body that made his body go weak. "M-Mr. Kim please... *huff* Y-you know I am so sensitive there... uhhhmmm~ Mr. Kiiiim~" Lan Ling responds with a weak and lewd voice blushing so hard while pushing Mr. Kim away from him gently. "(Deep sigh)... your so cruel to me now Lan Ling looking at you being like this made my baby hard what do you think? we go inside my office bedroom hm? My baby wants you... " Mr. Kim whispered to Lan Ling's left ear again, holding his waist tightly while driving him close to him and gave Lan Ling a soft kisses at the neck. "uhmmmm~ Mr. Kim. ~ hmmmm~" Lan Ling moans softly while Mr. Kim giving him some kisses at his neckLan ling blush and nods, Mr. Kim smirked and goes towards his office door and locked it then goes back to where Lan Ling is and kiss Lan Ling hungrily. He carries Lan Ling bridal style while kissing him hard and they went to his office bedroom locking it. "Ah~! M-Mr. Kim~... Ple-Ah! Hmmm~... " Lan ling moan in pleasure. "What? do you want me to stop, Hm? " Mr. Kim said, smirking, feeling the pleasur...

A perfect stranger suddenly bore in the middle of Caleb’s dying scene. It was a boy who was almost the same age as him and repeatedly calls his name. He doesn't know why that stranger suddenly appeared. He didn'teven know him. But it seems that Caleb can't shake off the voice of that stranger from his mind, as if he had known him for so long… *************** The Last Fallen Leaf Chapter 1: First Meeting The air becomes colder as Caleb silently observed the night sky from his window. He found himself lost in thought while watching some leaves from the trees slowly drifting into the ground. One fallen leaf curved into him and was caught by his hand. He stared at it for a moment, making him feel sad whenever he thinks about the leaf dying despite of the fact that it will be reborn in the spring. The only thing he did was clenched the golden leaf in his hand and watched it as it break into pieces. A few moments after, the boy decided to left the window open and leave the room. Then from there, he heard a soft voice weeping… "A boy like him should not be sick," it was a voice coming from his disheartened mother, cutting off the doctor's explanation of the treatment's side effects they were proposing for them. "He should live, just like any other normal kids do! " The doctor, on the other hand, was earnestly trying his best to explain things to the mother while giving his honest sympathies to her. "I know what you're feeling right now. " The doctor said after a short glance he made with the latest medical result of his thirteen year old patient, Caleb. "We know how hard it is for you to see your son like this, but we must be realistic. This is going to be a long fight for him, but we're doing our best to get him through it. " Then the doctor started to outline the specific treatments and drugs that they would like to suggest for their patient's case. The way they talked about those things was way too serious, that they didn't even notice that Caleb was there, cautiously listening and peeking behind the slightly opened door of that small, windowless conference room. "They were talking about my illness again, "Caleb said it in a dismissive voice, only to convince himself that his illness doesn't affect him---or rather, he doesn't want to be bothered by the reality that he's dying in that place called "hospital", w...

***---Korean fanfiction bxb love story-----*** A tale of betrayal, lies and love. SeJun University is like a jungle. Everyone belongs to a clan, a group or club. The groups leaders hate each other more than anything and it's obvious to guess why.Their one mission , conquer the school and make everyone obey them. The question is how far are they willing to go to achieve this goal Falling in love is easy even with your enemy but choosing your heart when things go south is probably the thin line that defines true love. When you come to this school, one thing is for certain. Trust no one.. Even close Friends tie hatchets over each other's heads . Lovers break their own hearts just to survive.. Being a someone in this school is like walking around with a dart board when everyone is trying to hit the bulll s eye.. *************** Smiling Chaos Deep Breaths Go WooJin And Hwang InYoup The students made their ways to the showers. The bustling of shower doors as they went in and out. Remarks were exchanged and friendly insults were made. The year had just begun and everyone is back from the Christmas break. They had arrived in the school yesterday and today were going to be formally welcomed back into the school, new classes would be allocated and any announcements would be made where necessary. Student council head Go WooJin would be addressing the entire school today. He woke up feeling very tired and extremely tired. He has privileges unlike other students of a private bathroom , kitchen and all the like . Things that other students shared he didn't have to share. His space was like a regular apartment and thus it could accomodate two separate bedrooms each with ensuite bathroom. However WooJin had not yet been given a roommate because the other rooms have not been so filled that a new student had to live with the student head. Plus studying and majoring in chemistry and physics is no joke. He would be so engaged in reading that he would forget to eat or ever sleep. However despite how much he strained himself it didn't affect him negatively in any way. He still managed to look perfect in every way possible, he didn't even develop eyebags. However today he didn't feel at all in the mood to talk to any body. He got up from his bed and threw off his shirt on the floor and went to the bathroom half dressed. He opened the shower and just stood Inside. The water fell from his chestnut hair onto his entire body. He felt that his lower waist was unusually heavy. He opened his eyes to check, that's when he realized he was still wearing pants and immediately he took them off and threw outside onto the floor. He sighed as the wet pants hit the wooden floor. He then reached out of the shower and grabbed the pants to wring them. He put all his energy into wringing them and realized t...