Norman Reed is a police officer who's had his ups and downs with once a wanted criminal, Javier Diaz. However, Norm is deeply skeptical when he finds out that Diaz, his "arch-nemesis" is now an internationally recognized painter with a net worth of millions of dollars. 
Tune in to found out how a cop and a millionaire painter end up in a fiery battle of life and death.

A Shawn lovestory. What d'you expect?





Cameroon Chesterfield, a shy tom boy girl. She is a living contradiction, but finds comfort within the art of photography.

All until Shawn flipping Mendes happened. Cameroon not only falls victim to his charm, but also thirsts for his attention and comfort.

All from a man she knew existed.

But loving a public figure comes with more drama and heartbreak than expected.

She was a very happy girl until she desperately fell in love with a dangerous and arrogant guy.
He was an arrogant and carefree guy until he met a girl whose smile shines like the sun and fell in love at first sight.

     "All hail the king," everyone chanted as King Art stepped up to the speaking platform.
     "As king I say that we drop all of our weapons and become a peaceful nation," King Art proclaimed.
     "WHAT!" yelled every guy there.
     "Fantastic idea," said all the girls.
     So it started the British became a peaceful nation, getting rid of all their weapons. The girls weren't going to do anything for the guys if they didn't do what the king said. So the guys did what the king said and got rid of all their weapons.
     "King Art, I have terrible news!" cried a messenger.
     "What is it?" asked King Art.
     "The French are coming to invade us!" 
     The French indeed were invading the British, but without weapons. For their king, King Hector, had declared that they too would be a peaceful nation.
     "King Art, I have horrific news!" cried another messenger. 
     "What is it? asked the king
     "The Scotti are invading us now!" yelled the messenger.
     "Not again!" cried the king.
     Again the messenger was correct, however the Scotti were invading with bagpipes. The Scottish leader, Sir Erik, like King Art and King Hector declared that they were to be a peace loving nation as well.
     "Okay, now that we are all here, I say we have a banquet," said King Art.
     "What a splendid idea," said the other leaders.
     In the middle of the banquet a messenger came running in.
     "King Art, King Hector, and Sir Erik you might want to come see this," said the messenger frantically.
     As they walked outside they saw a black line coming from the East.

Written on the road of life are all the stories to which I was the main creator. Oh, my loves, there were so many moments that I get emotional just to remember! All those passionate smiles, all those eyes shining intensely as the feeling that grew inside each other's chests. Fast-paced hearts, colors and promises, the time simply for, giving you the chance to admire beauty in all that it is.
Who am I? Well, I am that feeling or emotion that leads one to want only the welfare of the other. I am that overwhelming feeling that makes you see only the bright side of things. But unfortunately I am also the one who makes many suffer, who makes many cry. You still don't know who I am? But now they will know. I am Love. And now I will tell you all my secrets, I will reveal all my truths.
I emerged from an act of kindness thousands of years ago, when a young woman helped a poor deserted man, giving him his hand to stand up, patiently treating each of his wounds. She encouraged and supported him, and when people asked why she did that, she replied, "Everything I did was for love."
I am a strong and very intense feeling, and like Life, I am present in every corner of the universe. But contrary to what many people think, I am not something "easy to happen", it may even appear in a spontaneous moment, but Love - in my case - must be learned. Instead of being a mere feeling that happens, I am a faculty that must be studied in order to develop. Yes, I am like an art, just like Life itself. If you want to learn how to love yourself, you must do the same as you would if you wanted to learn any other art, be it music, painting, carpentry, the art of mechanics or engineering. I'm not saying no one's born in love. For from the moment a being is generated he already acquires the power to love, but that love evolves as he walks, because there are different types of love and although they all have the same essence, both have their differences.
There is maternal and paternal love, which is that pure love, full of affection and security that parents transmit to their children. There is brotherly love, which is that brother's love, but it does not necessarily have to be blood, but it is love that fills your chest with happiness. There is the love of a friend, which is that love that is fun and full of spontaneity. There is also that physical or platonic love, where to a tender and burning feeling, where the absolute dedication of one being to another. There is love of life, love of nature, love of animals, selfless love, platonic love, unconditional love and self-love. There is also forbidden love, which happens when two people cannot be together. The best known forbidden love affair is that of Romeo and Juliet. And in spite of forbidden loves being the most desired, they are also the most painful and often tragic.
Love is usually known as the summit, that is, it is unconditional, unique and impossible to describe accurately. Love is such a pure and clear feeling that it has been the inspiration for many artists for centuries. Love is beautiful, it is worthy, it is simple, it is courageous, charming, capable of hurting and healing at the same time. Yes, love, despite being one of the most beautiful feelings in the universe, also hurts, bruise and destroys.
I never wanted to hurt anyone, I never wanted to be a cause for tears, but it was inevitable. I didn't pay attention, I didn't realize it and by the time I realized it was too late. One of my greatest qualities has always been to love one another unconditionally, it has always been to love everything and to everyone who made up the universe, but what I did not know was that love was also one of my greatest defects. Precisely because I loved too much was that I started the Jealousy, then the Anger and soon after the Hatred, which although it did not seem, one day already loved me too much. But if you're thinking that the consequences of me loving too much end up out there, you're sorely mistaken. It was almost unbearable to see so many people suffering for love, and it was right there, in that mixture of feelings, that Fear arose. People who had their hearts hurt because of love began to feel fear. Fear of getting hurt again, fear of having their souls injured once again, and it was because of this fear that many spent the rest of their lives in the company of Solitude.
And since then, everyone, at some point, has suffered for love and if not, believe me, they will still suffer. Everyone will still know this chest pain, which spreads like a plague through your body. It's inevitable. Everyone will one day feel ignored, lonely, broken. Some will go through this at times, others, their whole lives. And everyone will make someone feel that way, purposely or not. You will also love those special people, whether you're boyfriends, colleagues or friends. Those people who make you, or have done you good. They will participate in important moments in their lives. And you will always carry those memories in your hearts. Like it or not. They can wear out over time, they can break, even hurt you in the end. Love will be 50% of the time the reason for your crying, your pain. He makes you bleed, suffocates you, kills you little by little. But it will also be 50% of your smiles, of your joys. It will leave you ecstatic and make your look on life change, making it much more intense, much more colorful.
As I already said; you're still going to hurt a lot of people, but it doesn't necessarily mean you're doing it on purpose. No, absolutely not. The point is that while human beings love unconditionally, they also hurt each other. This is inevitable. Human beings destroy, kill. They are no different, even with the species itself. They were created that way. Flawed and defective. At some points in your life, you must have already spoken ill of someone. They must have left someone aside without realizing it. You may have seen someone being mistreated, but just didn't care, or if they did, it wasn't enough and didn't do anything to change that.
That's one of the lessons I want to pass on to you. When you love, there's also the risk of hating. It's inevitable, because love is like that. That's who I am. But... What if it wasn't the love? If it wasn't for love there would be no plans, no wills, no jealousy, no hurt hearts. But there would also be no ideality, no desires, no joys. Living without love is like being dead. People who live without love, without friends, without anyone, are dead people. They don't live, they survive. Everyone's had a fight with friends and family. Over time you will lose or have already lost people you considered important or meaningful in your lives. They're going to lose loved ones, they're going to distance themselves from their family. But what will make them strong in difficult times are the good memories of the love they have already experienced.
There are those people who grow up without love, without family or friends, but one day they learn to love. There are those people who are born with everything, but for not taking care properly they end up losing. There are also those who conquer, either with a simple act of kindness, or with a smile. All of these people have one thing in common. They are all looking for something to heal them. They all seek something. They all look for the same thing. Love. Such a beautiful thing and at the same time so destructive. So desired and yet so feared. A feeling that makes people kill and love at the same time.
And what does all this mean? Well, living isn't easy and love isn't easy either. Bad feelings can torment many hearts, but I love each one equally, because that is my essence, that is my fate. Love without looking at who. So don't be afraid my friends. Love without caring about the consequences. Because loving is not only looking at the qualities, but also the defects. To love is not to see only with the eyes, but also with the heart. Loving is not just feeling. To love is to live. And it is better to live loving in the shadow of pain, than to live without loving in the shadow of grudge.
And those were all my secrets, all my truths. This is me, simply Love.

Emotions. What would we do without them? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Emotions are what make us up, they are the ones who shape us, they are the ones who dictate who we really are. Without emotions we would be mere shells walking aimlessly down the path of life, and she is so short, but the emotions we can leave last an eternity. But although they are so important to the construction of our being, we know very little about them. And this story is precisely about that, it reveals all the truths behind these, which for so many years have been our faithful companions, but precisely since our birth. Here you will get to know a little more about some of the emotions, but not as something abstract, but as something concrete, as people. Were you curious? So do not waste time and come, come and discover the truth behind the emotions.

(The story contains two bonuses, one in the vision of Life and the other in the vision of Death.)

- A week later, Emperor palace -
After his wedding, Nick Lang had been busy to please his new wife. Even though he didn't love her at the slightest, he didn't dislike their sex life. The busty woman was good enough to satisfy his longing toward Venusa Shen. 
Today was the first time, he watched all of the new soldiers trained their martial art. 
From all 400 of them, only about ten outstanding newbies were sticking out with their capabilities. While the rest of them was just trash...
His gaze was landing on a little boy, he couldn't tell of his age, his face looked older while his physique looked younger, but his talent for martial art was pretty good. 
For some reason unknown to him, he felt uncomfortable when their gaze meets, his instinct sensed that something was out of the ordinary but he couldn't pinpoint his finger on it.
He asked the guard leader," The youngest boy..., tell me everything you know about him!!"
"Marshal Lang..., he is a native of Emperor city. Even though he was younger than 12 years old, we decided to recruit him because of his uncle who was recruited by us, asking our permission to take his nephew as a volunteer. He thought that it would be better for the youngster to learn martial art than staying at home by himself. And surprisingly..., he is pretty talented. Also, recently princess Leah has taken a fancy of him and they both have been training martial art together". 
Nick Lang was thinking that something was not quite right and he needed to investigate more of the young boy. 
"Watch him and report to me is there anything suspicious!"
"Yes..., Marshal Lang!"
Unbeknownst to Nick Lang, Alex Lee was able to read lips and at the moment Nick Lang showed up to watch him, he had pretended to take a break and word by word of their conversation was recorded on his brain. He had to be more careful now because Nick Lang was suspicious of him. 

- A half an hour later, Pavilion backyard -
"Leah..., are you ready?! Now!!", ordered Alex Lee.
Leah complied and laying on the ground, she screamed in pain," Awww..., I pulled a muscle..., it's hurt so bad!! Help!!"
Both of the guards were approaching her to attend to her. But instantly, Alex Lee was using his inner energy to karate chop the bending guards of their vital neck area at the same time with both his hands..., simultaneously, they lost consciousness at the moment of contact...
"Leah...run as fast as you can and go to the West gate .., I would hide their body to buy more time!"
She nodded and lovingly said," Be careful brother!!"
At that same moment, the East gate area was disturbed by a big fire..., all of the newbies was ordered to carry out water and put out the fire.
Nick Lang felt something was definitely out of order, instead of going to the East Gate, he headed to the West gate and he caught Leah Shen trying to run away...
"Leah.., what are you doing? Do you want to leave your mother?!!"
She paused and cursed inwardly..., time for plan B...
"Stepdaddy..., I just want to play!", she answered innocently while buying her time...
Then she saw her brother giving her a signal at a further distance behind the bushes right behind Nick Lang...
Right when her brother mouthed 'Now', she reached out a foggy bomb from the hidden pocket inside her dress and threw it at Nick Lang...
The impact was strong enough to throw Nick Lang's body to the ground and the pink smoke was clouding the whole area and she ran...
She ran and ran and ran...
Finally, she saw Lone Wolf waiting for her by the East Gate entrance and she was saying the password word, just to be sure he was the right person...

The escape plan was successful....
Lone Wolf carried Leah Shen body like a grain sack..., and without any difficulty, he headed to the Emperor mountain...
While after a short while, the emperor soldiers were finally appeared to help out Nick Lang...
"Chase her!!", ordered Nick Lang.
Thor was stand by for plan B and he was pretending to carry Leah, but it was just a dummy on his shoulder...
He ran in the opposite direction and all the soldiers were chasing after him...
Alex Lee smiled with triumph but Nick Lang felt his presence and caught him trying to leave...
He connected the dot...
"Stop!! Alex Lee!! Since Leah Shen escape..., I will take you as a hostage instead!!"
He was coming after him with a high punch but Alex Lee evaded it easily and without wasting any time, he threw a sleeping powder on Nick Lang's face.., immediately he went to the dream world. 
Surely, Alex Lee could beat Nick Lang, but why would he wasted his energy and time when a simple method would do the work...
In a short time, he regrouped with Strong Wolf and Fiery Wolf.., together, they headed to a hiding location nearby the palace...
The closer they were at the dangerous place.., the safer they would be...
Next..., they would attack them as soon as his dad's army arrived...

- Marshal Shen army camps -
After one hour...
Lone Wolf delivered Leah Shen safe and sound...
Leah Shen ran toward Marshal Shen...
"Daddy!!!"
"Leah!!"
Leah jumped to hug him and instinctively, he carried her while asked her with concern," Are you alright, princess?!"
"Brother Alex safe me!"
Damian Shen smiled at the news, indeed his genius son always managed to surprise him...
Venusa was running toward them when someone relayed the happy news to her.
"Leah.., your back!!!"
She was giving Leah a group hug. Leah was crushed in the middle with a loving warmth..., she enjoyed the moment of connection between her and her new mom. The loving woman flowery scent had enticed her like a motherly smell, moreover, she felt a genuine love come forth from within her new mom soul and together they bond as mother and daughter..., unlike her fake mother strong scent that created a wide disconnection between them, for not only that she hated the foul perfume smell but also when her fake mother hug her, she could feel that she restraint herself and just coldly gave her a one minute hug dutifully.
For the longest time, they were just hugging.., but Leah Shen was sobbing hard of the warmest feeling that she never experienced before...
A feeling that someone wanted her and loved her.
"Are you alright?!!", both of them was asking for her wellbeing at the same time.
She gradually smiled like sunrise and she kissed both of them on the cheek and said, " I am fine now that I am with my loving family!!"
Due to her princess syndrome she complained and pointed at Lone Wolf direction, " The brute didn't even stop when I asked him, he was going so fast I got a nausea!!"
Lone Wolf shrugged coldly while explaining," No time to spare..., at this moment...Young Master was waiting for us to launch an attack, we should get going now!!"
"Is he alright?!", asked Venusa while picking Leah up to carry her while signaling Damian to prepare to leave.
"Nothing can hurt my Young Master!!", answered Lone Wolf with loyalty and big affection. 
"We need someone trustworthy to protect Leah!!", Venusa enlightened gaze met Willis fixated one and she requested warmly," Willis..., I trust that you would help us to keep her safe?!"
Straightforward, he answered, " I will protect her with my life, madam!!"
Willis Shenbi accepted the task without question, despite that he wanted to fight the enemy head-on, he knew that he was the only person worthy to protect the little princess.
Within minutes, they were ready to face the enemy...
Time to destroy the evil monarch...

She ran away from his powerful husband while pregnant secretly with his heir. She changed her identity and disguise herself to live a quiet life with her son. But fate made a joke on her and she had to get back to his side as his personal bodyguard.


The story finally ended at 53 chapters.
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A day later, on the first weekend of March, another auction in Flagstaff had a new batch of storage units to sell.
"This batch of storage could be pretty good," Hans said. "Someone saw a gun case in one of the units, an antique one perhaps. If we managed to get an antique gun, we could earn a good deal of money."
Hearing this, Li Du was surprised. "Getting such a dangerous item like a firearm in an auction? Shouldn't this be passed on to the authorities?"
Recently he had been stuffing himself with knowledge on storage auctions. He was not a greenhorn anymore, and there were many things that he could understand now.
America was a country where people went crazy about the arts. Attending art-related events was a day-to-day entertainment for many Americans. Between the parents and the schools, they would always cultivate children's abilities to appreciate art. Even in universities, art history was a compulsory course for many students; artists and professors tended to have a higher social standing.
Because of all this, the art appreciation in American society was very high. From what Li Du had learned, regardless of the size of the city, there would usually be a few art museums around. Even small towns would have these places, and with no lack of visitors.
Due to this background, there were collectors all over America, and they would collect a myriad of things; cars, industrial supplies, toys, wine bottles and even firearms. All of this could be considered art. Of course, the more common art collectibles were items such as paintings, sculptures and other hand crafted pieces.
Regardless of what they collected, there was an unspoken rule amongst collectors that could not be broken: Illegal items must never be collected. This could include prohibited firearms, drugs, products of nature and endangered flora and fauna.
Li Du said all of these things aloud to Hans.
"No," Hans replied, "you're wrong. Only weapons that have not been registered by the authorities are illegal. Otherwise, it's fine. Even a tank, so long as it had been properly registered, can be collected. Cannons and planes work the same way."
Li Du was relieved; if this was the case, there were no problems. It was time to set out.
As the date quickly approached, only two days remained before the start of the auction, leaving the two with little time to spare.
Fortunately, the bug could now fly. With training, the amount of time Li Du could make use of it had increased greatly. He could now use the bug for a good ten minutes with no problems, and fifteen minutes was the limit.
This storage company was called Arizona Classic Storages Co. Ltd. Although its name sounded grandiose, in reality, it only had about 80 units. What was different about it from Smith's Storage Company was that this place work on memberships. The storage owners were either middle aged or elderly. The units that they owned had long histories, so it was almost like buying a house.
These kinds of companies rarely held auctions. They would consolidate the storage units into a single batch and pick a day to auction them all out at once. Li Du and Hans were lucky to have come across this opportunity.
Once they reached Arizona Classic Storages Co. Ltd., Li Du nodded his head in approval.
They really deserved to hunt at a membership-based storage company. The inside was much more magnificent than others, and the security was impeccable. Even when they were outside, there were guards keeping an eye on them.
The storage units were sealed off very tightly. Hans went to pester the guards, and Li Du went to release his bug.
According to their information, there were four units to be auctioned. These included unit 4, unit 7, unit 26 and unit 50. From what Hans had heard, the gun box was in unit 7.
Li Du first let the bug into storage unit 7. The things inside were organized neatly, the boxes were lined up and arranged in order. These were the storage units that treasure hunters hated the most because they would not be able to see anything valuable, just stacks of boxes.
These were the kind that Li Du liked, as these were the places that the bug could maximize its potential.
In this storage there were quite a few valuables. In some boxes were electronics like brand new sound systems and LCD computers. After some further exploring, he found the antique gun box.
He burrowed into the gun box and looked. Inside was an old pistol that looked like the German Ruger P08. This type of gun was about a century old, and it was invaluable. Leaving storage unit 7, he went to quickly sweep through unit 4.
The items in this storage were neatly arranged as well. Instead of boxes, however, lots of wooden shelves were used, with the items all sitting on the shelves.
Although it was orderly, there were not many valuable items. Most of them were cheap things like benches, kitchenware and defective sofa cushions.
When the bug flew onto the last wooden shelf, a small box that was carefully wrapped in plastic appeared in his vision.
As he flew in to look, Li Du found a handphone that was of the size of a young girl's palm. Black screen, silver casing, and at the back stamped an image of an apple that had a bite taken out of it.
This bitten apple icon was extremely popular in recent years all over the world. This was the iPhone. Li Du, however, had never seen this model.
He recalled the bug back to his palm, and went to browse the web for information. He discovered that the phone he saw was an iPhone first generation.
This model was released back in 2007. Steve Jobs used it to break into the market of mobile phones and knocked down the empire that Nokia and Motorola had built up.
What interested Li Du was its value. The phone was nearly a decade old, and this original design was not very successful when it first came out, so not many were sold. It was only after the subsequent generations of iPhone got better that its popularity began to grow. "Kidney Seller" was a term coined for a Chinese man who once sold his kidney for an iPhone.
Li Du recalled a saying: "Loving someone to the point of even loving the crows at their house." This could be used to describe Apple product fanatics who loved everything made by the company. Now that many people wanted to collect this phone model, the iPhone first generation would have a high value due to its low production and age.
Although a first generation iPhone would have originally only cost 600 to 700 dollars, the price went over 10,000 dollars for a used one.
After returning to the storage unit with the bug to take another look, Li Du found that although the packaging was opened, the phone had never been used, so its value would be much higher. Selling it for as high as 20,000 dollars would be possible!
This discovery got him excited. However, as he kept looking through the remaining storage units, he gradually lost interest in them. They had nothing else valuable. Old shoes, expired beer, a bunch of useless clothing—these two units were meant to keep junk.
After ten minutes, and going through all four of them, Li Du felt lethargic, but not exhausted like the last time. From this, he could tell that he had improved a lot.
When they returned home, Kai Wen introduced to them a client who wanted to purchase their furniture. He was a classical furniture lover from Phoenix, but he did not have much on him and asked for 1,500 dollars for the furniture.
Hans politely sent him away, as the price he offered was too low. Li Du felt that it was worth at least 2,500 dollars for the time and effort they had spent on it.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

"She leaves, but promises to meet the male lead again."
"Hmm… It's a classic scenario, and it's fine to write it like this, but it doesn't feel sufficient, because it's too similar to the female lead's ending." Seiji rubbed his chin in contemplation.
"I think that we can write more details, since the boy and girl were enemies at first, so there should be many interesting scenarios that can arise from that," Yukari said. "We can write about the way their feelings for each other slowly changed; the process from hating to each other to becoming friends, which then transforms to love. The unspoken love continues until it cannot be suppressed any longer and explodes into the air! Them at the airport, not caring about others looking…"
Cough cough, she suddenly stepped on the brakes.
"While the overall scenario may be a classic one, as long as we do a good job on the fine details, I think that it'll still be interesting."
"I concur. But as for how to write the details... that's a bit more difficult. Do you have anything in mind already?"
Yukari enjoyed discussing the details with Seiji.
Shika simply observed them silently. Apart from sipping on tea and nibbling on some confectioneries, as well as pouring more tea for both of them, she didn't do anything else at all.
Although it seemed like Yukari had been ignoring Shika, she was always paying attention to her. Yukari saw that she was only observing; Shika had no intention to interrupt or even to say a single word.
This seemed rather odd to her.
It wasn't that she wanted Shika to interrupt, but Shika was being too quiet. She just watched them with a distant look, almost as if she were…
An unlucky black cat?
Yukari didn't know how to describe the subtle impression she had.
As for Seigo, he didn't do anything apart from smile in gratitude whenever his adopted younger sister refilled his cup for him. This didn't seem like his style at all.
Logically speaking, he should've involved Shika in their conversation, but he didn't… this was probably just how they interacted with each other.
At any rate, she found it rather strange.
Yukari was genuinely enjoying her conversation with Seiji and wanted to continue it a while longer, but she checked her watch and saw that it was about time to leave.
"I have a present I'd like to give you." She picked up her bag and took out an elegantly wrapped gift box. "An early Happy Winter Snow Festival, Seigo," she said, giving the present to him.
"Thank you." Seiji accepted the present. "I apologize that I haven't prepared a present for you. I shall give you one in return later."
"No problem." The purple-haired girl smiled. "Open it up and take a look. I hope that you'll like it."
"I won't be reserved, then." Seiji opened the gift box; inside it was a beautiful notebook along with a silver pen.
"I hope that you'll be able to write even more, even better novels," Yukari said with a smile.
"Thank you for your blessings; this is an excellent present. I really like it." Seiji said sincerely as he picked up the notebook and pen.
Yukari glanced over towards Shika.
"I also have a present I'd like to give to Kagura-san." She took out another cute-looking wrapped gift box.
"An early Happy Winter Snow Festival to you." She handed the box to Shika.
"…Thank you." The black-haired girl accepted it.
Yukari didn't know what to think because Shika's expression didn't change one bit.
After hearing Chiaki's information, she hesitated for a long time before finally deciding on giving a small present out of politeness: a cute cat plushie. This seemed like a safe gift to give a girl who she didn't know very well.
Shika had a cold personality, but wasn't a bad child. That was Chiaki Wakaba's assessment.
Since Shika was able to become Seigo Harano's adopted younger sister, someone viewed as important by him, she definitely wouldn't be a bad girl. She should be able to understand others' kind intentions. That was what Yukari believed.
Giving her a present shouldn't have the opposite effect intended… but it was difficult to tell on the surface.
Well, since she had given the present already, she decided to not dwell on it for now. Yukari realized that she found it difficult to deal with a girl like Shika. She wanted to establish a good relationship with Shika, but didn't know how to go about doing it at all.
Just how did Seigo become adopted siblings with a girl like this? What could have happened? Why couldn't he talk about it?
Yukari was exceedingly curious, but she knew that it wasn't an appropriate time to pry, otherwise she would end up making the brother-sister duo unhappy. She believed that she would be able to find out naturally if she got closer to Seigo in the future.
After a little while, Yukari said goodbye and left. Seigo walked her to the door.
Shika took her present back to her room.
Seiji also returned to his room with his presents. He then opened up his system and inspected his [Gifts] option.
The desserts that Yukari had given him rewarded him with ten points, and as for the notebook and pen...
[Writing stat increase card—Sincere Expectation. This card contains Yukari's hope that you can write even better novels in the future. After using this card, your [Writing] stat will permanently increase. The lower the stat, the greater the increase.]
[Drawing stat increase card—Loving Heart. This card contains Yukari's love for you. After using this card, your [Art] stat will permanently increase. The lower the stat, the greater the increase.]
[Locator card—Lonely Heart. This card contains Yukari's loneliness at not being able to spend the Winter Snow Festival with you. You can use this card on any person that has 65 or more favorability rating for you and immediately find out his or her current location.]
Seiji didn't know what to say at all this.
The [Loving Heart] and [Lonely Heart] cards made him feel a little guilty inside.
Well, there was no point in feeling guilty, so he decided to be grateful and use these cards as they were intended.
He could immediately use these cards to increase his [Writing] and [Art] stats.
The Locator card seemed to have a rather subtle effect, but its effect was quite useful. If he needed to, he could immediately find someone that he was looking for, if they were one of his friends.
Seiji lay down on his bed after looking through all this. He used the [Sincere Expectation] card.
The card transformed into a flash of light that entered his head. He felt a warm, comfortable sensation and slowly sunk into a daze...
Moments later, he recovered his senses and used the [Loving Heart] card.
The same thing happened again.
Later, he checked his system, and discovered that both [Writing] and [Art] had increased by a massive fifteen points each!
Seiji got off his bed and went to the study to begin experimenting with his new stat increases.
His writing ability had obviously improved. He was now able to flesh out the fine details even better than before.
As for his art ability…
He hadn't worked much on grinding his [Art] stat, but thanks to the stat-increasing cards he received before from Peach-sensei and Yui Haruta, his [Art] stat was over forty.
Now that he had received a fifteen-point increase, the result was… his drawing had improved by leaps and bounds!
Seiji's eyes lit up as he looked at the drawing he had just finished: a black-haired beauty wielding a Demon Blade.
He had just drawn Shika.
Shika, clothed in black, was looking straight ahead. One pale hand gripped her scabbard, and her other hand was unsheathing her sword. The Demon Blade sword was half-unsheathed, with its blade glistening. Her body was tilted forward slightly, making it seem like she was just about to pounce.
While the drawing wasn't as beautiful as the person herself, Seiji felt that it was a pretty nice drawing. At the very least, it was far better than his previous drawing attempts.
He decided to show her.
Seiji acted immediately and went to go knock on Shika's door.
Shika opened her door.
"Shika-chan, I tried drawing something, and I feel like it wasn't bad, so I'm showing it to you."
When the black-haired girl saw the drawing, her eyes instantly widened in shock.
"This is… me?"
"Yep! What do you think?"
Shika took the drawing and looked over it more closely.
"Awesome…" she murmured.
This drawing wasn't top-notch quality, but it had its own moving beauty, and the artist's heartfelt intention could be felt from it.
Shika blushed crimson and asked, "Brother… is this my present for the Winter Snow Festival?" 


Translator note: Apologies to the readers. This series is currently on hiatus. We ask for your understanding!
A 30-year-old Chinese NEET is reincarnated into the body of an otaku that choked to death on instant noodles. As he comes to grips with his new life, he realizes that this world is subtly different from Earth. The denizens of this world are far better looking, and this new world also possesses futuristic technology as well as mysterious Yin Yang masters! 
After reincarnating, he realized that he was endowed with a miraculous game-like system, which enables him to increase his own stats and transcend the limits of the human body. This system even has a game-breaking ability to save and load in real life!
In this new world that’s akin to a 2-D game, he just wants to enjoy life and head for a glorious future... However, he is quickly embroiled in a complex plot. Can he unlock his true potential and utilize his system to break the shackles that confine him and discover the truth about his previous body’s circumstances? 

A: I'm telling you, this love is so not easy. I'm so tired of it now. Can't I just stop now?

B: If you're tired of loving then stop doing it already. Who's forcing you to keep loving?

A: Haven't you heard, there is no remedy for love?
Besides, everyone around me is asking me to stop loving him. Every single person wants me to just give up. But why does nobody understand that the more they ask me to give up, the more I don't want to give up.

B: Are you certain that's called love?
 It seems to me that he has become your stubbornness now. That's why you don't want to give up anymore.

A: So what? Don't you know that there is no love without stubbornness?

B: You can be either stubborn or you can be in love. If you want to keep both then you might end up losing out.

A: I don't want to be that pathetic one who gives up without giving something a shot. Whether I'm a winner or a loser is still undecided. But if I just give up because people are forcing me to do so then I'm gonna regret this for the rest of my life.

B: *silence*
I wish you don't regret being stubbornly in love.

*needle-breaking silence*

B: You're right, there is no remedy for love except for one.

A: What is it?

B: If there is no remedy for love then you should just love more to compensate yourself for the loss.
Losing someone is no big deal. Loving all over again with an even more passion is the real deal now. We only question ourselves after a break up but we forget that perhaps, the person wasn't doing his best as well.

A: *silence*

B: I already told you that not every love story has happy ending. Just like not ever date turns out like a fairytale. Not every person is the right one. We date to look for the right one. If it wasn't this one then we'll date again to find that right one in the next person. All you need to master is the art of catch and release. If they aren't sincere, if they like making excuses, if they expect you to be waiting for them all the time, while they play the game halfheartedly, then you know that's the time to release them and move on.
Their behavior doesn't define your worth.
You're worth whatever you felt while standing before a mirror.

This book is undergoing revision. Am thankful for your understanding?

This book includes my poems from my previous account. I put them here because I can't open that account anymore.
So if you happen to encounter that book "Memories of us: Remembered by me", don't worry, its my own very first book and I did not steel. I just move and merge in this book so I can continue my writing.
Hope you'll understand?

And contents is expected to be short but some poems are lengthy as well.

Enjoy????


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CONVO

Truth is everywhere. But it can't be explained clearly. What can really be explained is not truth.

What can be explained is reason. But since ancient times, there has no division between truth and reason.

I don't know what truth is, but I stick to reason and pursue truth. I can't say it clearly. All depends on comprehension.

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POEMS

"I am a queen"

I reign to command 
I fight to conquer 
Yet I didn't get what I want 
And didnt own who I like 

We were near to the end 
But I didn't get you 
I insist to fight for you 
Yet we still need to end here 

I fight with might 
You play it cool 
I wish with hope 
You shuttered it full

-❤ella 

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Please Support my first book 
This is a book of poems and dialogues.
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Evan threw cautious to the wind and vented his rage. Previously he was unsure of his soul strength but his earlier encounter with the soul conciousness of vice principal gave him an opportunity to measure his soul strength. He could feel his soul strength was just slightly lower than the soul of the vice principal. 
It was his first soul attack on a human and he got succeeded. He could feel his soul strength depleted by atleast half but it was nothing to him. A satisfied smile appeared on his face. He felt excited that he could attack the profound transformation realm experts with his soul.
Evan knew no one would doubt him in this incident. So, he napped peacefully. But he didn't know that it would be a restless night for the powerful experts who resided in the Imperial academy.
Soon after the guard got killed, a old man who was sitting peacefully on a chair opened his eyes. His eyes were deep and his expression was unfathomable. "Alert the principal and the vice principals, someone dare to assassinate a person in the Imperial academy without alerting anyone", he said calmly. It seemed like there was no one in his vicinity but soon a person appeared out of thin air. He bowed slightly towards the old man and left without alerting anyone. The library was as tranquil as always and the old man closed his eyes again.
Vice principal Lewis arrived at the spot where the body of guard was lying on the ground. There were five or six other person who arrived soon after his arrival.
One of the person crouched down and checked the body of the guard. He pressed his hand on the chest region of the dead guard. Soon, he started frowning.
"Mauro, how is it?", One of the person who came with others asked. "There is no injury on his body", the person named Mauro replied while frowning.
"Then how did he die?", Lewis frowned.
"Take his body to the elder association. We have to ask old man Robb", Lewis said.
One of the person collected the dead body and flew away.  Lewis started discussing with others about their immediate course of action to tackle the situation.
"Is principal Langer still in seclusion?", one of the person asked and everyone looked at Lewis. As the vice principal, Lewis had to handle the situation. "Why I have to handle everything when the situation is caused by that good for nothing prince?", Lewis lamented inside his mind.
"Yes, he is still working hard to improve his cultivation and I am the one suffering on behalf of him", Lewis grumbled. Everyone chuckled silently.
"Search the whole campus. But do not expect much. That assassin is extremely capable as we can see from his ability of sneaking around without alerting anyone. I will go and talk with the enforcers", Lewis said. Everyone dispersed gradually and Lewis also flew away.
Such a news could not be confined and News soon readched to many ears. In a courtyard of grade one students, the fifth prince was fuming. "Who dare to kill a subordinate of mine? I want that assassin alive.", the fifth prince was shouting at his other subordinates.
Actually he was just showing a brave front to everyone. He was now feeling extreme fear. He didn't ever think that someone could threaten him inside the Northpeak city. "I have to meet mother personally. This must be the work of that cunning bastard", fifth prince thought inside his mind. When thinking about the assassin a image involuntarily appeared in his mind. It was the image of Evan. He thought some expert of Thousand swords kingdom was taking action against him.
Night passed and the morning sun announced the arrival of another day. Evan woke up and he was feeling refreshed. His injuries were gone and he was now feeling completely refreshed. He didn't remove his bandages as he didn't want to alert anyone about his recovery capacity. Sometime hiding the abilities was the wisest decision, one could ever take. Evan understood this theory very well.
Evan started practicing the Myriad transformation art. He was eager to master this art to rudimentary level before entering the north-east forest. There were different grades to assess the mastery in a technique or art. The levels were Rudimentary level, intermediate level, profound level and one with heaven level. Practicing the Myriad transformation art to rudimentary level was key to disguise himself when he would roam the world.
......
Fifth prince was currently standing before a mature looking woman. Her charm was like a spirit fox whoever saw her would be mesmerized by her beauty. Her body curves were exaggerated. 
"My child, you finally remember to visit me", that enchanting woman said with a slight smile. "Mother, I am planning to visit you before I enter the forest behind for the monthly practice event, but something occurred and I have to come back". The fifth prince was now like a changed child. If Chester was here, he would shout hypocrite. Fifth prince was now like a filial child who would obey every command of his mother.
"Oh, mother know about it. Let me guess. My child is feeling afraid", that enchanting woman still had a smile plastered on her face. But there was a loving expression on her face when she was looking at the fifth prince.
"Mother, do something about that Evan. That bastard didn't have any respect for us imperial family. Yesterday one of my subordinate was assassinated. It most be the work of that impudent Thousand swords kingdom", fifth prince said in a aggrived manner. He was already a fourteen year old young man but his behaviour was like a spoiled child throwing a tantrum infront of his mother.
The enchanting woman giggled slightly. Her soft laughter was like a soul enchanting tune from heaven. "Don't worry my child. No one can bully you. You don't have to attend the monthly practice event anymore. Mother will take care of everything. I will send a fifth grade warrior to take care of him".
"Oh, I forgot. I have arranged two new personal maids for you. You can play with them as much as you please", the enchanting woman had a loving smile in her face.


Light may be my enemy but I am the darkness......
If heaven dare to block me..I shall annihilate the heaven...

 Ryan was the talented youngest devil prince of powerful Eternal moon empire. But fate played a cruel joke on him.
His kingdom was invaded by hundreds of powerful empires and all of his relatives perished in that desperate war. 

He somehow escaped with his soul and the supreme treasure of his family. His soul merged with the soul of a dying infant.

With his new identity as Evan, his journey began. 
Follow Evan as he grew up, how he took his revenge and rise to the top.

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