Emica Kana is 18 years old. She has always loved writing stories., They were her escape from reality. She always wished that a man would come and save her like they always do in the stories.
Well, she got her wish.
Emica entered a small writing school that was near a river. Her friend had joined her. But, the teacher had an odd vibe around him. Emica became a little scared of him. She especially became scared when the teacher started to pay more attention to her. One day, when she runs from him, she falls into a world of adventure, risk, and abnormalities. 
But, her teacher is what scares her more than this new world. What secrets and schemes did he use to get her here?

Chapter 1

Rains are dropping beautifully in the sky. I watch as the rain drops into the cemented school ground. I am sitting silently on the very back of the class beside the window where I watches the rain freely. Our teacher in Creative Writing is discussing in front about writing styles making the lesson more boring thus made my mind fly and got occupied by the thought of how my normal boring life suddenly changed causing me to be so problematic now. By the way my name is Anna Marie Marcelo, a nerdy college girl who loves to read novels and watch anime. As a kid I always hated my life for being so boring and normal, I always wanted or hoped that just one day of it will be exciting and worth living for. Yet, when I found out my real identity oh gosh! I feel like I am in a major mystery thriller story with a twist. 

"I wonder why my life turns like this. Osh!" I said giving off a deep sighs of distress.

For a few months I have encountered and experienced much trouble I never had when I was still the normal boring Anna Marie.

---FLASH BACK/1 MONTH AGO---
I and my best friend Margie Grace Domingo are walking in the school ground trying to find our way towards the highway to wait for some public transports. Our subjects just ended and the sky is beginning to darken indicating that our teacher had forgotten to constantly check the time... again.

"Wow, just WOW! Sir is so stressing. Look at the time its already pass 6:30 plus I am so tired. Vacation is already 3 days from now, I bet your professors have also given you some projects?" Margie said as she fixes her shoulder bag in her right shoulder.

"Yap, you hit the jackpot! One big book report and a damn stupid movie review. Forget that, I'm starving. Can we stop somewhere... say McDonalds?" I said as I look at my friend's stressed look.

"We really are in sync, I'm hungry to. McDonalds sounds great." Margie said as she rubs her stomach as if telling me that she is really hungry. This made us both laugh as Margie took off her glasses and wipes it with her handkerchief then returns it back into her face. 

"Dude, just go to your ophthalmologist and get your eyes checked up. You said your glasses are issued way long ago. Look at your glasses they are blurry." I said as I look at my friend.

"Yah right, money dude... I ain't got any. Plus, mom's medication is our priority right now so glasses of long ago should have to do for now." Margie said as we walk at the alley where we pass a street light and a small store.

"Well, priority first right I mean-----." I didn't finish when my cellphone rings causing me to dig into my shoulder bad to look for my cellphone.

I was beyond dazed seeing my mother's caller ID, since the day I came to the city to study since High School they rarely call or text me so it is a shock as to why they are calling me in such late night. With furrowed eyebrows I swipe the answer key and place it into my left ear.

"Hello ma?" I said still in daze.

For a few moments I silently listen to what she wanted to say until she ends the call. Margie is waiting on me as she looks at me worriedly. I look at her with a sorry look on my face making her confused.

"What's wrong?" Margie asks still looking at me in pure confusion.

"Sorry Gie I have to head home pronto. Ma said they are here and there is something important they need to tell me. Let's eat out next time; I was really looking forward to dining with you again. How about we eat tomorrow... say Inasal?" I said as I smile to my friend who smiled as she nods.

Oh by the way I haven't yet introduced my best friend. Her name is Margie Grace Domingo, a nerdy like me who is also a lover of anime and novels. That, must be the reason why we are best friend... we have a lot in common. We continue to walk towards the waiting station where Margie will commute since she lives different direction to mine. As we wait for a public transport I was thinking couple of why's as to why my parents are here unannounced. I was back to myself when I saw Margie signed a public jeep that stops in front of us.

"Anna I'm heading first. See you tomorrow and... better prepare your savings because we will enjoy our days before vacation. See yah!" Margie waves as she rides the jeep.

I waves back at her as I watch the jeep going away. I sigh as I walk towards the private road towards the waiting station of public jeeps traveling to the street where I live in this small boarding house right beside my uncle's house.

I wonder why my mother simply give me the instruction to immediately head home and to come to my uncle Oliver's house, not to the boarding house.  When I arrive and enter the gate I see an expensive looking black car parked in front the yard of my uncle's house but I just thought that my uncle must have some visitors. I stand in front of the wide door unsure if I will knock or just ring the doorbell. It confuses me as to why I suddenly feel my heart beats too fast and I feel so uneasy. I took a deep breath and slowly knock since that is what I usually do when I go to my uncle's. The door opens revealing my elementary crush and maybe until now... Michael Adamson.

"H-Hi uhmnnnn Anna this... uhmnn want to... I just want to warn you. Be ready for anything that will about to happen... oh sorry, do come in. Anna, good luck." He said making me uneasy.

Michael step aside for me to enter but I am still confused and worried to what he have said. The relationship I had with Michael ever since elementary is cold, formal and yah pretty awkward. Even when he came to live with my uncle for college which is a total shock to me since I was really thinking that we won't be crossing path after graduation. Even if we are seeing each other every day, we never shared a very normal conversation. It is like we are embarrassed to even look or utter a word to each other. But what is happening today is a bit confusing to me.

"Ahmnn Michael, w-what do you mean by what you say? A-are my parents here?" I ask trying to hide my flushing face and to stop my fast beating heart.

"Ehmnnnn they are in the kitchen." He said smiling as he close the door.

I watch him walk towards the sofa to sit beside my cousin Casper. The three children of my uncle are there watching an anime in their wide flat screen TV. Ian look at me with a welcoming smile and their only sister Nina waved at me with a smile; I answered them with a smile to. Michael on the other hand is related to my Uncle Oliver's family because his father is the step-brother of the wife of my uncle. That is why he came to live with them for college. I also found out that my auntie is the one paying his college. 

"Anna dear? Is that you? Come on in here, we are in the dining room." I heard my uncle's call coming from the other side of the wall right on the dining room.

Clyra my cute 4 years old niece, the first child of my older sister Arsey and her husband Jack came running from the dining room towards me. Clyra is wearing her favorite green dress that I usually see every time they will come to visit me.

"Auntie...te!" Clyra excitedly jump as she grabs my shoulder bag pulling it off me.

"Oh careful there." I said as she run away with my bag in her hand and place it into the sofa beside Michael.

I watch her as she suddenly raise my bag upon opening it and emptied the content into the sofa. My notebooks, bullpens, some lecture materials and others are scattered on the sofa as Clyra look into it as if looking for something. When she found what she is looking for... a piece of candy I thankfully left in there unnoticed, my niece then run towards the dining room leaving my things in a total mess. I look into it and Michael carefully returns the items back inside my bag giving me one last look with a smile. I mounted my thanks before taking a deep breath and walking towards the dining room breezing myself for anything that might happen.

Hyunwoo signed the contract to purchase the farmland lot near his house without any hesitation. Though he had yet to see the blueprint of the new research center, he had the builders work on the construction of the third factory of Hyunwoo's Mom, the farming ground for the grasshoppers, and the dormitory for students coming from faraway places. 
In particular, the dorm was designed to house forty students, so not only could the students of the alternative school but also Ani & Funny students and staff could stay there.
The next thing to do was to bring in the students.
Hyunwoo first called Byungwon Kang, his former colleague at Aurum.
He thought Byungwon would welcome his project with open hands because he and his son, Mingyu, liked the educational methods of Dreaming School very much, but Byungwon reacted differently.
"Unauthorized alternative school? In that case, my son can't get a high school diploma, can he?"
Actually, his son Mingyu entered an authorized alternative high school as soon as he graduated from Dreaming School because he wanted to obtain a high school diploma. 
Hyunwoo felt a bit disappointed. Mingyu's great creative ability stood out when he was attending Dreaming School. He felt regrets about losing a creative student like Mingyu, but it was not something Hyunwoo could decide as far as Mingyu's future was concerned. 
All he could do was help Mingyu make the correct choice.
Hyunwoo was convinced that creative students like Mingyu would need a more creative education method like that of the Dreaming School, but Hyunwoo had to prove it by action not just by words, so he prepared a written plan on how to cultivate the students' abilities and what was different from the education methods of Dreaming School despite some common characteristics. 
He valued the students' experiences, so he would make sure that the students learned more through travel than classroom education. He would maximize his network to help the students experience all kinds of occupancies. 
He also mentioned in the plan that the students would spend a lot of time assisting Duyoung, Kuroda, and Taeho with their research projects. 
Byungwon changed his mind after hearing Hyunwoo's detailed briefing. He agreed with Hyunwoo that it was more important for Mingyu to cultivate his ability to plan his own future rather than obtaining a high school diploma.
"Got it. Let me discuss it with Mingyu. I don't think he will oppose it."
Hyunwoo called other prospective students and persuaded them in the same way. All of them were graduates of Dreaming School.
Their parents showed concern at first, but when they examined Hyunwoo's plan, they decided to send their children to Hyunwoo's alternative school. 
Hyunwoo succeeded in bringing a total of ten students, far short of his original goal of twenty, but the number of incoming students was not the issue. 
"Yea, what is the big deal? I'll do my best to raise even ten students the best I can."
While Hyunwoo was looking around the construction site of the research center, he received a call from Sonjong, the chief accountant of KOVE DREAM.
"Hi, the chief of Ansan Customs Office wants to visit our office," she said.
Hyunwoo was familiar with some of the customs office but not its chief.
"What's the reason?"
"He said he wanted to offer customized consulting."
"What is it?"
Though it was new to him, Sonjong was aware of its meaning as she had the relevant experience in the field as a former customs official. 
"Well, he is trying to find the kind of information that can benefit our company. There is nothing to lose even if you meet him, and this is a free consultation."
"Okay, I trust you then. What should I do?"
"You can just set up the time then the Ansan Customs Office will take care of the rest."
Hyunwoo set up the next afternoon as the consulting time, and the chief customs official visited the office of KOVE DREAM at the appointed time. 
As Sonjong said, the purpose of the official was purely to help Hyunwoo's company. Obviously, the mayor of Ansan asked the chiefs of various city government offices to help Hyunwoo's business.
The chief official gave Hyunwoo a rough briefing on the possible benefits, and his staffer, who accompanied him, specifically explained about various support programs available, but they were not compatible with the situation of KOVE DREAM. Most of the benefits were available for  companies with several years of tax returns records. 
One of the benefits grabbed his attention, though.
"Have you just said that if we use a bonded warehouse, we can store items there without paying any tax?"
"No, what I mean is you can delay the imports declaration until the time you want to declare. You can delay taxes until then."
Hearing his explanation, Hyunwoo felt it could be of great help to KOVE DREAM when he maximized its benefits. Currently, KOVE DREAM is importing all the items through the port of Incheon or Pusan with all the imports declarations. 
In order to transport the import items to the warehouse of KOVE DREAM, Hyunwoo had to complete the import processing first, which meant that he had to pay the duty and added value taxes when the items entering the port. These days the monthly imports cost over 30 billion won, and he had to pay as much as 3 billion won in added value taxes, but if he could make use of the bonded warehouse, he could immediately move the import items there without going through the imports declaration process. When the items were sold, then he could take them out of the bonded warehouse. 
There were other advantages of using the bonded warehouse.
Sometimes, Hyunwoo received wrong items. In that case, he had to ship them back to Vietnam through a series of difficult processes. If Hyunwoo had a bonded warehouse, he could confirm if the import items were correct even before the customs clearance, skipping all the burdensome processes. 
"I like the bonded warehouse system very much. KOVE DREAM wants to use it. Can you advise us?" said Hyunwoo, showing great enthusiasm. 
Though the bonded warehouse system offered lots of benefits, there were some tough conditions for any company to enjoy the benefits. Above all, they had to hire at least one professional dealing with the bonded warehouse matters with the relevant license. 
"How can I hire such a person?" asked Hyunwoo. 
This time the chief customs official intervened, "If you don't know anyone in that field, let me recommend someone. Actually, this gentleman, Mr. Kang, is an assistant manager here, will retire at the end of the week. He is pretty experienced and knowledgeable in that area."
Hyunwoo focused on the middle-aged Mr. Kang.
It seemed that the chief customs official's primary purpose of meeting Hyunwoo was to introduce Mr. Kang to him for hiring. 
Hyunwoo was put on the spot at the moment. At a glance, Mr. Kang didn't seem to fit the position. Besides, as he was old, Hyunwoo would find it hard to manage him.
When Hyunwoo was hesitating, Mr. Kang opened his mouth. 
Mr. Kang stuttered a lot. Though he had no difficulty communicating with others, his stammering certainly would obstruct him from receiving calls from customers.
"You don't have to feel any burden. I'm seeking a job, but I am not financially stressed. In fact, I was planning to travel or read books after retirement. You don't have to hire me."
"Hey, Mr. Kang. If you have a job, you don't get older. Even if you receive one million won, you will stay young if you keep working," said the chief officer.
At that moment, Hyunwoo noticed the phrase 'one million won'. How can a retired man like Mr. Kang be hired for such little compensation of one million won per month?
Waiting for the opportune time to cut in, Hyunwoo asked, "If I hire you, what kind of job do you want me to assign you?"
"Well, it depends on your decision. As I specialize in dealing with bonded warehouse matters, I think I will mainly take care of that kind of work. And you can adjust the compensation, depending on my assignment."
"In fact, I know nothing about that kind of work. If I may ask, what kind of work do you want to do and how much do you want?"
"To be honest, it is not that easy for a public servant like to to get a job at a private company, and it will be also hard for me to serve you as the president. And you will find it difficult to use me as an ordinary employee."
Mr. Kang had a point. It was difficult to change the boss-subordinate relationship. Even though Mr. Kang was retired, those who worked with him would still be his friends. And if Hyunwoo treated Mr. Kang roughly because he was Hyunwoo's subordinate, the customs official might take revenge on Hyunwoo.
Mr. Kang continued, "So, I guess the title 'advisor' would be perfect. I will just advise you on the matter of managing bonded warehouses. As the workload is not that much, I think 500,000 won per month is appropriate."
Scratching his head, Hyunwoo thought 500,000 won was too little.
"I think 500,000 won per month is way too small. I think you deserve at least one million won."
Deep inside Hyunwoo felt that even that compensation was less than that of a part-timer.
But Mr. Kang's attitude was pretty sincere. Though he stammered, he didn't propose 500,000 won to sound out Hyunwoo's feelings. 
"What kind of work can I do here other than managing the items in a bonded warehouse or taking care of the customs clearance? And I would like to work, free from reporting to work and leaving the office at the fixed time. If I receive a high salary, I can't do so, right?"
Everybody including Hyunwoo kept silent at his remarks. 
Hyunwoo felt he wanted to discuss with Sonjong Kim, who knew much more about Mr. Kang as his former colleague. 
Hyunwoo wrapped up the conversation, "Please give me some more time to think about. I have not yet made the decision to open a bonded warehouse." 
"Sure. When you make the decision, please let me know. As for the matter of opening a bonded warehouse, let me help you to the best we can, regardless of your hiring of Mr. Kang," said the chief officer.
As if he waited for Sonjong's judgment, Hyunwoo asked her, "You know Mr. Kang, right?"
"Of course, I know him very well."
"What kind of personality does he have? Is he good enough? Can I trust and hire him?"
Sonjon replied without hesitating even one second with a thumbs-up, "Yes, he is the best!"

Miracles don't come walking your way by themselves.

It is your decisions and will that determine these.

A story of a man who created miracles.

**Munpia Novels**

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The previous chapters were mistakenly released under 《Remember The Name》. It's finally fixed.

Gun-Ho was having a beer with Jae-Sik at the security office in his company. It was all dark outside.
"You used to be very active in the literature club when we were in high school, and if I remember correctly, you also participated in making our school newspapers."
"Yeah, I did. After graduating from high school, I went to college in Seoul and majored in creative writing. It was not one of the top universities, but I had a good life at that time because I could do what I enjoy doing."
"That's right. I think I heard that you studied creative writing."
"I even won the annual spring literature contest after graduating from college, which was held by a newspaper company in a province. At that time I felt like I could rule the world. I wanted to get a job in a newspaper company, but I found a job at a publishing company instead."
"So you got a job where you can use what you learned in college and that was also what you liked to do with your life."
"As you know, a publisher is different from a factory like here. It was a small publisher with only three or four employees and it wasn't doing very well."
"Hmm."
"However, that publisher was publishing a few bestseller books at that time, so they could pay me even though it was not much. I met my ex-wife there too."
Jae-Sik's voice started shaking when he talked about his wife.
"Have some more beer."

"Sure."
Jae-Sik sipped his can of beer before he continued to talk.
"Did your wife work at the same publisher?"
"My wife was a poet. In order to make our livings, we both worked at the publisher as a freelancer doing proofreading and editing."
"Hmm."
"So we hit it off when we met. I was a chief editor at the publisher at that time. Unfortunately, the company could no longer find a good book that would generate enough revenue. Any subsequent books we published were sold less than 500 books at a maximum."
"Does it cost a substantial amount of money to publish a book?"
"Our company usually published foreign books. So it cost more than 10 million won to do the translation, editing, design and printing work."
"Wow, it does cost a lot."
"That company eventually had to close its business. I couldn't find a job in the field afterward because the publishing industry wasn't doing well at that time. So I made a living by doing editing. However, I don't know what happened to me; I guess I had to stay in the field doing editing even though I wasn't making much. But, instead, I opened a deep-fried chicken restaurant with a loan."
"Hmm."
"I put about 100 million won in that restaurant business including its premium. However, the restaurant strangely suffered from the beginning. Moreover, my wife became testy because of the customers who were rude and loud, and sometimes they harassed my wife, those low-lives."

"Hmm."
"She would have been able to take some stress that arose from the business if we were making good money. However, the business was suffering, and we were pressured by the creditors to repay the loan, on top of those abusive customers. My wife couldn't take it anymore. You know people who write like a poem, they are more sensitive than average people."
"Did your wife invest her money in the restaurant too?"
"She did. She took out the money from her credit cards here and there and invested 20 million won in the business. I also used my credit cards in addition to loan from a bank and put about 40 million won in the business."
"So, you started the business with your own cash of 30 million won."
"I had a severance pay of 5 million won that I received from the publishing company's president. He literally cried when he gave it to me. And I borrowed 10 million won from my mother. I used those 15 million won in addition to my own cash—another 15 million won."
"The debt was too high compared to your own investment fund."
"The debt grew like a snowball and we were behind our rent. It was that time when my wife eventually suffered a miscarriage of a baby; she asked me to divorce her."
"Whew. I had similar life experiences. You had a harsh time."
"I haven't heard from my wife for a while. She must still be suffering financially because of her credit card debt. She is probably having a hard life doing editing work."
"Hmm."
"When I eventually closed the deep-fried chicken restaurant, I was left with a debt of over 50 million won. I suffered for quite a while by the creditors before I became a person with a bad credit score."
"Why didn't you apply for rehabilitation?"
"I did. With rehabilitation program, I was supposed to pay off debts according to a payment plan provided by the court. I was paying a certain amount of money to the court every month for several months until the accident happened."
"An accident?"
"I was doing the editing work, but when I couldn't get enough work to make a living, I got a job in a delivery company. I think I worked there for about half a year until the accident. I was delivering a package and I had to make a quick delivery, so I made a U-turn where I was not supposed to do and then I hit a car that was coming from the opposite direction. I crossed the yellow line to make a U-turn. I guess something happened to me that day to cloud my judgment."
"Hmm."
"I am not good at physical work since I have always done office work like writing and editing. Moreover, I had a bad credit score. So it was really hard to find a job. I saw Jong-Suk working with machines and doing welding. He looks great. I know I can't do that kind of work."
"So, you have 50 million won debt in total?"
"I have been paying for the debt until now. I think I have 30 million won left by now. Oh, I talked with the general affairs manager the other day about it. He said I would get paid 1.6 million won per month, and I can take the amount of basic living expenses out of it before it is seized. I think I can save some money then."
"Saving money?"
"Yeah. My rent is paid by the company, and I can have my meals at the company. So, I think I can pay off the debt after ten years working here."

"Right. The biggest expense that the people who don't make enough money is the cost of the rent. The people who don't have money have to pay for rent, and the people who have money receive that rent from them. That's the current economic system we are living in. Consequently, the gap between the rich and poor is getting bigger. Ten years are too long for you."
"Well, it is still hope. It's a good thing that the debt is shrinking instead of growing. There is one thing that bothers me a lot though. I collected some funds from our friends from high school to make an alumni directory book. I couldn't make it happen even though I really was going to make it."
"People don't make those types of directory book nowadays, do they? Many people don't want to expose their real address."
"I know. So I was going to enter their e-mail address instead of physical addresses with phone numbers. I started collecting the necessary information and writing some stuff already like the history and path that our school took so far and news from our friends, etc. I still have the writings with me. It will cost 2-3 million won to complete it but I used that money to pay my rent because I was about to be evicted. I became an animal to our friends."
Jae-Sik eventually burst into tears.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

"Congratulations, Ivy."
A group of boisterous cheer sang to the appeared guest for tonight's party.
"Congrats, Ivy!" Bethany roared like the thunder.
"Great work, Ivy," Parker, who stood next to Bethany, clapped.
"Very proud of you, Ivy," David praised in his mellowed temper.
Hearing to the rounds of flattery is none other than Ivy.
Her natural auburn hair dyed all black, and she appeared as charismatic and as cool to her character. Now matured to her age, her face no longer retained her foxy attitude.  There lingered no foolish plays in her demeanor but only an experienced, hardworking, actively running candidate to make her dream come true.
Ivy is no longer the girl who once belonged to the gossip girls group. After graduating high school, as planned, she went out to the world, chasing after her passion, learning the craft, encountering success as well as failures, kept going on and on until she could no longer have fear for trying.
The journey to embark a name for herself as a film director took her to several places, and gave her diverse knowledge. With several years spent learning the different roles behind the camera, she kept producing short films with her close friends from the industry with whom she shares this eternal passion for the cinema.
These handfuls of people stuck together to work on scripts. One such creation that they recently released received a lot of attention and bought forth commendations from various film festivals and special screenings.
Having traveled places where their new short film got countless praises and award buzzes, finally, they returned home to celebrate their recent accomplishment. They all gathered at their studio office, turned a portion of it into a party set-up, decorated with drinks, snacks, and a basket of movie collections for binge-watching all night. The play is to start early, where everyone gathered sharp at two in the afternoon, proposing to have lunch together before following with their plan.
Ivy was running late from having a meeting outside and thus allowing the group to plan for a surprise attack. When arrived, at last, Ivy opened the door to find her friends clamoring aloud until all of their ears went temporarily deaf.
The surprise came with a price, yet they could catch Ivy's face panicked in awe and exhilaration. A horrifying smile was the feat these people aimed to accomplish.
David instantly followed the act by opening an expensive bottle of champagne that they received as the gift in appreciation for their short film. Parker followed by passing over the glass, lastly handing it to the frozen figure as David started filling the glass till the fizzy bubbles overflowed the rims. The cold liquid when touched Ivy's skin, she felt the sharp twinge and melted to its liveliness. They all raised at once to make a toast.
"To Ivy!" they cheered again, and the glasses clinked against each other, taking turns before making to their first sip.
...
"Wow! It feels like we can finally tell the world that we've arrived!" Bethany spoke in relief.
Bethany holds a mysterious background to her personality. The young and lively woman carries a lot of secrets of her past, which she refuses to share with her creative family. Ivy and Parker saw her earlier works and invited her to join their team. Bethany being younger than the both, enthusiastically accepted their offer and became their editor. Her constant raise of questions showed her interest in the projects, and her ability to take risks without getting swayed from any negative comments is an added trait that impressed Ivy and Parker in the first place. They were looking for someone who was similarly crazy like them, and Bethany filled their interest. At the age of 25, Bethany had a degree from arts, and she joined a team that let her go wild.
"I guess so! My parents always kept suggesting to find a regular job and settle down. I had to keep running away, but now, I feel like I could proudly tell her, 'Mom, I was part of this project!' and that I've made it," Parker, the cameraman as well as the music composer of the film, joined to comment.
Ivy first met Parker in her diploma program, where she studied Film Direction. They bonded over their love for movies and quickly became close friends. Parker's sharpness and noticing fine details in anything made him a natural perfectionist. His genius-like skills let him even read people's minds at times. His friendship with Ivy deserves applauding as Parker changed Ivy's fascist nature and brought her down to earth. Ivy thinks of him the closes she is with, following Bridgette.
Parker's skills also include music, which he learned at a young age. Since they couldn't find anyone to do the background score, Parker stepped up the game to volunteer for both jobs and nailed it to his supremacy. Nonetheless, his ambition is to master the art of cinematography. Until they find an individual music composer, he would hold the torch in both departments.
Meeting Parker and being able to work with him is a choice that Ivy could never regret. She smiled at his comment to join for another sip.
"I can finally find a girlfriend now," David lastly sang to others laughing, and it enraged him because of their teasing.
David is an unusual discovery for the rest three. Ivy met Parker first, and they both joined hands, meeting Bethany a few years later. However, David got added to this team only a year ago.
David's role is the writer of the team, and his approach when it comes to words is remarkable and distinct. Aged 43 and still single to himself, David quit his longtime day job to follow his passion. He discovered his love to write at an early age, but a field of work that lacks consistency feared him. Along with his family's worrisome comments on pursuing his passion ended up convincing David to drop his dream. Nevertheless, living his life without a desire made him dull. He kept going till he crashed himself with depression and sadness. No longer could he stay happy, thus driving him to quit his work and follow his long lost purpose.
David started by writing short scripts for contests. Within a year, he met Parker on a project for a television pilot season where his story won the competition, and Parker assisted with the cameraman to direct the first episode. However, as the newbie and jobless man in his forties, David got ripped off for his story when the production company took the rights by settling with a shoddy cheque. Parker saw the unfair deal and invited David to join his team with Ivy and Bethany, interesting him with their goals.
Thus, the four met to form their dream team.
**
Ivy and Parker, having experienced enough of the film industry, started making short films while collectively working on individual projects side by side to earn money for their living. Instead of residing alone in this hard-times, they looked for an apartment together and shared rent from the earnings they made.
Looking at each other now to find themselves earning a bit of recognition for their film, and feeling blessed to have all those tough times paid lastly, everyone had nothing but a proud smile for themselves.
David's stomach made a loud growl, and everyone laughed.
"Let's eat lunch first!" Parker announced to bring out the takeout bags.
"So, what are we doing?" Ivy asks without a clue while digging into her chow mein.
Bethany glanced at Parker and David haughtily to announce their plan of getting drunk and binge-watching movies for the rest of the day, eventually hoping to crash altogether on the couch.
They anticipated for Ivy to jump out in joy, knowing that she enjoys watching good movies, but Parker found Ivy's face turn to an endless maze. He wondered why, but he still heard her dubiously agree to their program.
Finishing their lunch paired with smooth champagne, the gang dived straight to watching films- a basket full of exotic choices: both old favorites and new likely ones.
As time passes by enjoying films and discussing their favorite scenes, one of them displayed tautness. 
Ivy's often departure to the bathroom appeared weird when she got caught red-hand by Bethany, who left her seat to grab more beers. Bethany asked Ivy of what happened in the movie. However, seeing Ivy struggle to answer, Parker stepped in to fill Bethany with the details.
Soon, Parker's eyes kept catching Ivy display restlessness with her presence. She appears not to be sick but reluctant as time passed. And her frequent visits to the bathroom spurred his suspicions. Other than him, none others doubted her strangeness since they matched her need to go with the number of beers she consumed.
When you got to go, you got to go! - They believed in the saying.
The next time when Ivy left her place, Parker noticed and sparring a few seconds, he went to follow her as well.
"I hope you two aren't making out!" Bethany exclaimed when she saw Parker leave his seat. Meanwhile, David couldn't care less of what went around him as his eyes fixated on the screen, and he enjoyed an old classic movie.

IMPORTANT NOTE: You are about to read an LGBT Novel. It is a beautiful love story of two women. 
Lillian Grey and Giselle.
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"Here's my message for you in case if you even care about, don't ever show yourself in front of me, ever again. 
Why?
Because I can't stop myself from loving you if I ever see you again. What you gave me is irreplaceable, I still have it in my heart. It didn't let me live my life in peace."
***
Lillian Grey and Giselle are two souls bonded by love yet, pulled apart by the external entities.
The two women meet years later, the subtle fire still tingling inside, allows them to reconcile but, the question to be asked is:
Will they accept it or not?
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Author's Note:
Greetings to all, welcome to the world of 'Get Back to You.'
Thank you for choosing my novel to read. 
A little bit about myself before I take you on this journey:
I'm a 25-year-old female who believes in her fiction world.
There are two things I love the most in this world:
Music and Stories.
Both are my best buddies, and without them, I won't be able to define myself.
So, I request you to listen to the stories I create and have fun reading them. 
Once again, thank you very much for choosing this novel. I hope you have a great time reading it. 
Lots of Love and Gratitudes.

'Get Back to You' is my first child. She came out of nowhere but made a strong impression on my life.
I have had story plots of various genres, but this one became the starting point for me.
'Get Back to You' is my First Novel as a writer. 
I strive to give you good content through my writing, and so, I will avoid mistakes at all costs. If, and only if you were to find any blunders, feel free to give me your views. 
Tell me your opinions and thoughts. Share your favorite moments through comments after reading each chapter.
Support me by voting, liking, and adding my novel to your library.
What else?
Just have fun reading the story. 
Why?
Because I want you to, that's why I created them in the first place.
My stories are not my fantasies but, something that I want people to listen, read, and feel. 
If I can move your emotions through my stories, then that's a victory to me. 'Get Back to You' is a project of mine where I want people to think 'Love is Love.'
I will work hard to achieve it.

Want to reach me, kindly use the discord link:
https://discord.gg/Jdvpn3a

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As of now, I have a single-tier with one dollar per month for you guys to support my novel. All of the money goes into 'me existing as a writer.'
New tiers will appear in the future.
Supporting me on Patreon is solely your wish, and this is just a formal request to place, NO pressure! 
Thank you for listening to my shameless self-promotion. You have my gratitude for that.
Here's the link to my Patreon page:
https://www.patreon.com/ljack_ace 

FINAL WORDS: I love comments, so feel free to voice out your opinions, and you could see me responding to it. My innermost wish is for people to read my novel and have a good time with it.
So, stay awesome and rock it.

Hi everyone... I'm Nim,the author. First things first, I would love to thank you'll for stopping by. I am a rookie in this writing world. Sorry if you're getting bored but I thought a little self introduction would be good. 
This is my first and foremost writing gig. So please.. please support me and my work. This is actually the best platform for new cookie like me to show my work. I was encouraged by my friends and teachers to write. They were impressed by my essays which I used to write during my school days. They used to tell me that my plots and themes were creative and imaginative but now all that matters is your viewpoints and opinions. My grammar is weak so please bear with it. I don't know why but as I'm writing this I'm feeling very nervous.... I would happily accept any type of reviews and feedback..
Now moving on to the novel,
This novel is not like the sterotypical one. Unlike other novels there are no one night stand,r*p*,ship wreckage,ex and ofcourse the famous stepmother and step siblings. This is mainly about the growth of the charecters both individually and together. There is a lot of passion and affection involved here. There's a hint of spiciness with lots of faceslapping moments and.... heat ;-) ;-).. Well no story is complete without some bitches and we have a few of them here accompanied by a bunch of mad dogs... 
I'll be using a lot of Chinese references even though I'm not a Chinese because why not you know going with the flow. So, please don't get offended. Many things here are going to be imaginative.
I hope this novel can bring some positivity and joy in your lives and ease your tensions. I'll try to update it as much as possible... but I can't guarantee anything because I'm still a university student.
Aaahh I thought I will eventually leave this stupid thoughts of mine till here but the word limit is too much so I'll introduce you'll to the charecters-:

1. Irene Tan - She's our 23 year old female lead. A breathtakingly beautiful intelligent woman with a high IQ of 190 is the heiress of the Tan Corporation a multimillion dollar company related to fashion. She also owns various high class stores and started her own brand named BLISS... She's a mystery as no one has ever seen her.. Though highly pampered and loved by her family, she's very down-to-earth. She enjoys living a normal life. She can be alluring, bewitching, gentle, playful, foxy, cold and terrifying depends on which situation she's dealing with.

2. Zhao Neil - The devilishly handsome CEO of the Zhao Conglomerate,the richest and the most powerful corporation of the country. A genius in technology. He is 25. Those who mess with him will suffer his demonic wrath. Though he keeps to himself, he's a very sensitive and caring being. Will kill anyone who will touch the people whom he love. And yes.... he might be a beast in you know where... ;-)...

I hope this little insight will keep you'll intrigued. Let's enjoy this novel together.. Thanks again readers...
Love XOXO
Nim.

She is a bewitching beauty who lures everyone in a mysterious way. A kind soul who brings joy everywhere she goes. But BEWARE..... If you dare mess with her, she will show you her cold and foxy side.

He is the most successful and powerful CEO of the country. Though young, he is rough and strong who stays to himself. He is devilishly handsome but has a sensitive and caring heart.

The cute little bun is loved by both of them. He is their strength as well as weakness, a weakness that makes them more stronger.

What will happen next? A strong woman meets a powerful man. A cute kid. Faceslapping scenes. Power Couple. 
Let's embark on a journey together to see what holds in the future for them.


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I'm a new cookie in writing world so please support me. I would happily accept reviews and feedback.Thank You. And this story I've posted in other novel and comic reading writing app too( just one app).. So please don't get mistaken because I'm that same person. The entire story is my own point of view.

Warning - There are some violent scenes(like sex, fights and killing) and a lot of mature dialogues. Content suitable for 17+ readers only.

The cover is not mine. There might be some grammar mistakes so please cope up with me. Please give this novel one chance. I'm sure you'll will like it. Thank You.

I remember when I was seven and my mother confessed to me she had a lover.

Of course, I had no idea what that meant and just silently comforted her with a hug.

Ten years later I faced the consequence of my mistake.

The whole family had found out. 

And I remember just standing there dumbfounded while my grandmother kept bawling and my two aunts comforting her. 

Nobody blamed me.

They said it wasn't my fault.

I was too young to have known my mistake.

Instead they blamed my mother.

Who, after my family found out her scandal, started living alone in the house where we used to live as a family.

And me, with my younger sister and father, moved into the house where my extended paternal family lived.

That particular day left me guilty.

So much that it still keeps haunting me.

Of course, I never told anyone.

I couldn't stand the sight of people giving me pity or comfort. Their stares made me feel small and helpless. 

And I...

wanted to be free of those stares.

...

I was ten when I had found my first little crush. 

He was the smartest guy in our grade and was hopelessly childish.

I couldn't help but compete with him over everything. 

Exams, quizzes, activities, group projects.

And I failed miserably every time.

Then the whole class found out and I was teased for it. 

I, who at the time was too busy studying, didn't really care and continued to like him freely.

In the next grade, I had confessed to him.

I was rejected.

I expected it of course, but I still liked him so much.

There was even a time I kept crying because of him.

When our grade separated during senior high, he had suddenly confessed to me.

And me, being stupid, accepted his confession.

For the first few months, everything was fine.

But after that was a never ending cycle of fights.

I got sick of it.

So I confronted him and told him how I really felt.

After that we never contacted each other again.

I liked him for six years.

Ten years later I haven't found anyone yet. 

Maybe I still like him.

I'm not sure yet.

...

I was ten years old when I told myself that I would like to be an author.

I hadn't exactly found my purpose yet.

So I started writing on my phone in the hopes I could improve my writing.

In the midst of high-school I lost my will to write.

I wasn't exactly sure of the cause.

Maybe it was my family.

Or my studies.

Or maybe I had given up on myself.

But halfway through college, I met my professor.

I became fond of her and wanted to be like her.

Before I knew it I started to write again.

Sure it was silly and my writing had much to improve on but...

I felt happy.

And I had found my purpose.

Jiang Shan prefers to be left alone, leaving her with fewer friends than her peers.

After starting senior year, she is determined to spend her days at home to think about her plans for the future.

The strained relationship with her family, her unstable mental health, a complicated relationship with a boy, playing her part in the student council, and studying for the coming entrance exams.

All of this had been managed to be swept up in a storm called Yang Mu.

 --- October 22, 2017/ 3 months ago ---
 
I and my best friend Margie Rose Domingo are walking to the school ground trying to head our way home. I swear I feel so tired and stressed after that long remedial exam given by our professor since he said that our records are hanging low so all his class stayed late just to comply. The whole school surroundings are now starting to darken but few students are also heading home. 
 
"Wow! I can't believe sir did it again. It's already late see, it's already 6:10 and I'm so tired." I said as I fixe my shoulder bag into my right shoulder, I simply look at my friend beside me seeing her also worn out face.
 
"Yap talks about much too much reminders for next semester. Did you take that form they had given us?" my best friend and partner in many crazy things Margie Rose Domingo asks as I just nod and looks at the trail going to the main road.
 
"Well, what can I say? They must be worried we might transfer to another schools. I am starting to get pressured by this course's subjects. The teachers are giving us too expensive projects and such. It's too stressing for me." I said with a deep sigh of weariness while I rub my aching neck.
 
"Forget that, I'm starving. Can we stop for food?" said Rose while she rubs her stomach that made me and her to laugh. 
 
"Say, whoever had the lowest grade in Creative writing shall treat for our meal." Rose said while winking at me, our teacher in that subject is a terror so I bet our grades are hanging.
 
"Game! That's our deal. Make sure you have extra money there alright." I said jokingly while smirking as we both take our class cards in our bags.
 
"Okay, as we agreed the one with a lowest grade shall pay. On the count of three we shall show our class card." Rose said and I nod thinking that I can pay since I have some extra money with me if ever I lose.
 
We both count into three then show our class cards making Rose grunt upon seeing my grade. I smile in triumph seeing that I have an 87 on my creative writing while 86 on Rose' making me do the victory dance we both usually do.
 
"Alright! A deal is a deal no back outs." I said as Rose sigh then smiles nodding.
 
"No problem." Rose said making me look at her in surprise.
 
"A-Are you sure. Don't tell me you got paid with your part time job in that CD store?" I said looking at my hard working friend who has a part time job on the CD store where I usually hang out just to accompany her.
 
"Hmnn yap. Don't worry about it." Rose said making me sigh knowing that my friend is working none stop because of her mother's medication. 
 
We are walking on the side walk when my cellphone starts to ring. I immediately open my bag and take my cellphone out just to look at it in surprise upon seeing my father's caller Id that made me furrow my eyebrows. I reluctantly slides the answer button somehow I don't know why but I feel so nervous, I slowly place my cellphone on my right ear.
 
"Hello pa." I said waiting for him to speak.
 
When I hear what he say I place my cellphone back into my pocket then looks at my friend looking so apologetic.  Rose look at me wondering while I shake my head looking so dismayed.
 
"What's wrong?" Rose said as she looks at me.
 
"Sorry Rose I have to head back home as soon as possible. They said there is something important they need to tell me. Let's eat out next time. I feel bad since this is our last day together." I said as I look at Rose really dismayed.
 
"Too bad, it's already semester break and the school will be on emergency break making it 3 months of break. We won't see each other again for that long. Are you going back to your province straightaway?" Rose said as we continue walking towards the jeep's station.
 
"I don't know; it's just a little bit weird why my parents are here this late without telling me earlier that they will be here. Something must have come up. I'll text you if ever we can get a chance to eat out.�� I sadly said before I wave my friend goodbye. 
 
"Okay, call or text me okay." Rose waves back towards me on the window of the jeep after she sits on the jeep.
 
As I quietly sit on the jeep I start think as to why my parents are here this late and are waiting for me at my uncle Oliver's house. I wonder why they ask me to head home as soon as possible, that I should immediately head to my uncle Oliver's house and not to the boarding house I am staying which is just beside my uncle's house. The tone of my father's voice made me really nervous. He seems to be so sad while I speak to him a while ago. When I arrive at the gate of Uncle Oliver's house I see an expensive car parked into uncle's frond yard, I sigh then I enter the gate quietly.
 
"Odd, do they have a guest today? This is my first time seeing a car like this visiting uncle. Not to mention it is already late. For a guest to be here on a time like this they must be someone close but I never seen this car before." I said in wonder as I look closely to that expensive looking black car.
 
I slowly climb the stairs towards my uncle's porch and then I stop in front of the door. I sigh while I stand near the door of my uncle's house, I am still deciding if I will knock or just press that darn door bell. I don't know why but I feels so nervous, like something ominous is about to happen. Somewhat, I feel so uneasy. I take a deep breath and slowly knock. The door opens revealing my elementary crush, Michael Adamson. He has this sun tanned skin, black clean cut hair, 6'4 height, muscular built, gray eyes and reddish lips. He is what I call a sun tan god.
 
"Hi. Uhmnn Anna this uhmnn warn you.... I-I just want to warn you. B-be ready for anything that will about to happen. Come in." Michael said as he steps aside to let me in. 
 
I feel so nervous most especially when he said that. The way he said it sound like trouble is about to come.
 
"O-kay.... what is going on?" I ask still confused to what he just said, this is the first time Michael talk to me first but the sound of his hoarse voice made me very nervous.
 
"J-Just be ready, because everything you know is about to change." He said with an awkward smile.
 
I am confused upon hearing what he said. This made me even nervous and uneasy, my relationship with Michael ever since elementary is so cold and yah! Nothing at all, we never talked to each other normally. Even from the time he came to stay with my uncle for college and that we see each other every day since we are walking on the same places every time, yet we never have shared a very interesting conversation at all. We seem to feel awkward with each other's presence thus the cold ice we feel every time one is near.
 
"Ah, Michael. W-what do you mean by that? A-are my parents in here?" I ask trying to hide my blushing face and that nervousness I am feeling. 
 
He smiles and signs me towards the kitchen so I now got my answer to where my parents are. 
 
"Th-They have been waiting for you in there. Ahmnnn Anna, good luck." He said making my face burn but at the same time my heart beats fast. 
 
I don't know if it's because Michael talks to me casually for the first time or that he smiled handsomely OR for something else?
 
"R-Right, thanks." I just said acting cool about it.
 
Michael closes the door and he walks towards the sofa right at the living room and sits beside Casper and Ian. Casper, Ian, and Nina are watching a movie; those 3 are my Uncle Oliver's children and my really unsocial cousins but they are cool when you get to be open up with them. Michael on the other hand is related to my Uncle Oliver's family because Michael's father is distant relative of my Uncle Oliver's wife, Aunt Cedes. And when Michael's father died my aunt take him into their house to help him study and she pays for Michael's studies in exchange he must stay to Uncle Oliver's house and help in his shop. Aunt Cedes is abroad so we seldom see her during our stay here.
 
"Anna dear, is that you? Come on here at the kitchen we have been waiting for you." I hear my uncle's call from the kitchen and since their kitchen and living room table are separated with a wall divider, I can't see who are there or if my parents are there. 
 
I take a deep breath when I see my niece Clayra running towards me and then keep on pulling my bag so I had no choice but to let my cute 4 years old niece have it. 
 
"Careful Clayra." I said as I watch how she is struggling to carry my bag towards the sofa where the others are sitting.
 
I slowly walk towards the kitchen divider as Clayra sit on the sofa next to Michael and starts to ransack my bag. I instantly turn red at the thought that Michael is looking into the content of my bag. My so messy and full bag, not to mention all my class cards are there so he can see my not so well but doing fine grades. I see that Clayra found what she is looking for when she stops looking into my shoulder bag and left it scattered on the sofa beside Michael. 
 
"Too messy." I utter almost a whisper looking at my niece's mess.
 
I shake my head and sighs upon seeing all my papers, class cards and notebooks scattered there while Clayra sit happily as she opens the candy she found. Michael looks at me and then he smiles, he starts to pick all my stuff and carefully return it into the bag. When he looks at me I mouth him my thanks before I take one last deep breath before I continue heading towards the kitchen just to see my parents and my 3 siblings, my elder sister Arsey the mother of my niece, my brother Ezzar and my sister Daisy sitting on the wide dining table together with my uncle Oliver and 3 new faces. 
 
"Hel-lo." I softly said as I nervously look at them, I somehow feel uneasy about this.
 
There is this lovely lady who turns to look at me and starts to cry. She has this dark hairs and fair skin; she is wearing a blue dress while her hair is in messy bun. Beside the lady is a man who is patting the lady's back as his eyes gazes at me, weird. The man has this black hair and a tan skin; he is also wearing a formal suit, those types we usually see worn by business men. On the other side of the man is another man, a man in his 50's and is also looking at me..... so weird. In front of the man is a black bag or in business term, a brief case.
 
"Oh don't just stand there dear. Come and sit so we can start... explaining things." My mother Mary Marcelo said sadly who is sitting beside my father August Marcelo. 
 
I sigh before I walk towards an empty seat just in front of the 3 visitors. I slowly sit and notice that their eyes are all towards me. My heart starts to pound heavily. What trouble did I cause this time? Who are these 3 weird visitors who look at me as if they are looking into a food? But despite of my thundering heartbeat and nervousness I have to act cool about this.
 
"U-uhmmnn what is going on?" I manage to say as I look around the table to look at my family's faces.
 
Why do I feel so uneasy about all of these? I look at my family and I can feel this dark sad aura surrounding them making me scared and nervous. But when I look at the two new faces in front of me, I feel this uncertain warmth in my heart... so weird. To my observation they must be couple seeing how the handsome 30's looking man hugs the woman who is also so pretty and looking like in her 30's to. The way they are looking at me makes me feel so warm, happy, nervous, and scared also not to mention I feel like vomiting all at ones. Who are they and why is the atmosphere feel so tight? Why does my parents look so sad and distressed?
 

Every one of us must have watch or read any fairy tale books in our entire life. Fairy tale story like: Snow white, sleeping beauty and our famous Cinderella. It must be great to live in a rich life where everything you want is given or provided, a life with servants at our disposal, and a life with a handsome prince charming ready to save us. But.....THIS certain story is not like any fairy tale story we had read and watched. This story is about being brave, being you and being who you want to be.

Anna Marie Marcelo is like any normal college girl who dreamed of a fairy tale like life but ends up accepting the reality that she is a farmers’ daughter and that’s just it. This made her study hard and work harder for the dream she wants to achieve in the near future. Together with her friend Margie Rose Domingo, they both face the reality of their boring, normal yet contented life.

A sudden change happens to Anna that causes a stir into her normal life. She will find herself wearing gowns, expensive dresses, and high class jewelries and dine in the finest food chains. Meets handsome but arrogant princes charming. Almost like a fairy tale story….a Cinderella story, but THIS is not a fairy tale story THIS is HER story.

After I visited Arina, she started going to school again. That's a good thing because she still have a lot to catch up on.
Before our Professor in Creative Writing left, I received a text from Arina to meet her in the garden saying she has something to tell me. It must be important.
I went to the garden and  I saw her at sitting on the bench looking so gloomy.
"Arina, what's the matter?" I asked.
She looked up to me with tears welling up in her eyes.
"Ellie." She broke into tears when I hugged her.
I gently brush my hand on her hair to comfort her. She's really odd these past few days. She's being moody and overreacts on the simplest things. She also gained some weight.
Last night I told her that she gained some baby fats and she got mad at me. Very unusual of her.
"What's wrong?" I asked again.
"Ellie, I'm pregnant."
The last two words she said hit me like an asteroid hit a planet and it broke into pieces. It deafened me like a loud thunder.
"What? Why?" I asked in confusion. She doesn't have any boyfriend and since we were in high school, she's been admiring Josh.
Josh.
"Was it Josh's?" I asked absentmindedly.
"No, no. I was..."
I waited for her to continue. Her hands are getting cold and trembling. She looked at nothing particular but her eyes are filled with so much fear.
"I can wait if you are still not ready to talk--" she cut me off.
"I was raped, Ellie."
It feels like my physical body and consciousness got separated.
--
I became more careful around her because of her condition. After she told me that, I always get a call from her every night. She's always crying, telling me she can't bear it anymore and she wants to end it. I always answer that it is okay and it will be alright.
I asked her about the details even though I know it will be hard for her. She doesn't want to report it to the police because she said she can't trust them.
Like adding fuel to the fire, it became the hardest for her is when her parents didn't believe her and disowned her. She only got a week to stay in her dormitory and she have nowhere to go. I can't have my parents' support over this matter because they didn't like Arina the moment they knew what happened to her. They even blamed her for being careless.
Drat it. Society really sucks. Why do they always blame the victim making them feel worst? I hate it.

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