*David stands outside of one of that stalls as he holds Julie's book* "Come on! Stop being a pussy and go fight her!" *He groans*

*Julie opens that stall door* "How? How can I fight her when I still look like the bad guy? Huh? Justin thinks I'm the one that started it and even if I do fight her I'll still be the bad one..." *She sighs*

*He looks at her* "I know...I know that she did this but-"

"But what David?" *She looks at him* "I'm done being every ones bitch..." *She sighs* "Just...just leave me alone..." *She grabs his book before leaving him alone in the bathroom* 

*David sighs as he too exits the bathroom*

*Julie walks down the halls as some people stare an whisper*

"I heard she killed one of her puppies as a kid!" *A girl whispered to another*

"No way! She really did that!" *A boy said excited to his friends*

*Julie groaned as she stopped at her locker. But she couldn't open it because some one was below hers. They were trying to open theirs.* "Hey move it or lose it" *She snapped*

"Oh sorry..." *The boy stood up nervous*


*Julie realized it was the new kid, Kyle Shields*

*He stands as he waits for her to open hers*

*She sighs* "Whats your combo?" *She asks as she bends down to his locker*

"What?" *He asks confused*

"Look you want help or no?" *She looks up at him*

"Oh umm yeah..." *He swallows hard.* "It's 7..92...umm 3"

*Julie does the numbers and the locker door opens* "There.." *She stands*

"Thank you" *He smiles at her as he gets his books. He shuts his locker*

*Julie goes to hers and opens it*

"Hey..." *Kyle stands beside her*

*She looks over at him* "Yes?" 

*He looks around nervous* "Say...why..why do you think no one likes me?" 

*Julie laughs a little* "What do you mean? All I've heard about was how hot or sexy or cute you were all day!" *She shuts her locker door* 

"I know the girls like me...but.." *He glances at some group of guys giving him death stares.* "Some don't find me like able..."

*Julie smiles* "Same here..." *Her eyes meet with Brittany's*

*He takes a deep breath* "Sorry...I'm probably being too over emotional..." 

*She shakes her head.* "Nah" *She looks over at the group of guys* "Let me tell you something..." 

*He looks at her*

"They are afraid of you.." *She smiles* "Why you must ask? Because they think their girlfriends will leave them all alone and go with you" 

*He looks confused for a moment but laughs* "But I..." *He thinks* "Ohh I can see that"

"Yeah" *She laughs a little* "Anyways it's been fun chatting with you but I need to get to class..." *She walks away*

*He stands their smiling* "Afraid huh?"

*In History Class*

*Julie sits in the front row near the windows. She looks out to the field* 

"Hey..." 

*Julie jumps for a moment when she looks over to the voice. Her eyes widen to see Kyle sitting behind her.* "What are you doing here?" She whispers.

"I have history too." *He looks at her confused.* "I thought you knew? I said hi to you when I walked in."

*Julie starts to remember.* "Oh...yeah.." *She shakes her head* "Well okay but don't talk to be during class. I don't want to get in trouble.." 

*He nods as he sits back in his chair*

*Julie looks at her paper in front of her.* 'How could I forget?'

*End Of School*

*Julie shuts her locker before walking away*

"Hey! Wait!" 

*She looks back to see Kyle* "Great..." *She rolls her eyes as she waits for him*

"Thanks for waiting" *He smiles big* 

*Some girls go crazy when he does*

"Yeah...don't sweat it.." *She looks disgusted at the girls that are drooling over him* "God..." *She rolls her eyes*

*He laughs* "I don't mind..." *He waves to them*

*The girls scream before one of them faint*

"Oh..." *He looks worried.*

*Suddenly a girl walks up to them. Her hair flew in the wind. Her bright white hair shiny so beautifully.* "Hey there.." *Her voice sounded like one of the old timely movies when the actresses talked*

*Kyle swallowed hard* "Oh..um hi" 

*Julie rolled her eyes* "See you.." *She walked off. As she did she saw Kyle being nervous as the girl flirted with him* "God he's an actor? Why is he so bad at it right now?" *She shakes her head as she continues down the road to her house*

*At Julie's House*

*Julie walks in, throwing her back pack on the ground next to the shoes*

"Oh hi honey!" *Julie's mom walks up to her smiling. Her mother had a big belly due to her being six months pregnant*

*Julie smiles* "Hi mom.." *She hugs her*

"So your father said that he'll be home around five so until then we can have some girllss time!" *Her mother smiles big*

*Julie laughed* "Mom...I'm sorry but I have to cancel..."

*Her mom sighed* "Oh why?" *She looked sad*

*Julie smiled* "I have lots of homework to do...I really am sorry..." *She kissed her moms cheek before walking up stairs*

"Oh poopy..." *She looks over at the little dog, sleeping on the sofa* "Hmmm..."

*Julie shuts her door. She sits on her bed, looking at the ground* "Damn today..."

*Ding Ding*

*Julie pulls out her phone to see who was texting* "Huh?" *A unknown number read across the screen* 

*Texting*

Unknown: I know...
Unknown: ...everything...
Julie: Know what?
Unknown: About your secret..
Julie: Listen you have the wrong number. Okay?
Unknown: No...I don't...
*Photo of Julie sitting in her room at that moment sent to her* 

*Not Texting* 

*Julie looked out of her window worried. Her chest pounding. She saw no one out there. She quickly looked back at her phone*

*Texting*

Julie: Listen I'm going to call the police if this isn't a joke!
Unknown: I wouldn't do that if I were you...
Julie: And why not?
Unknown: Or..or I'll hurt someone you care about...each and every one of them....I will hurt them until I get to...you..
*Photo's of all of her friends and family popped up*
Julie: Okay look this isn't funny! Stop this!
Unknown: Oh no...I won't...and you can't make me...if you don't do everything I tell you to do I promise that your secret will get out and no one...and I mean no one will EVER want to be around you again..BUT...if you do everything as I so ask I promise...to keep the secret and make sure no one will hurt you again..
Julie: Okay...what's my secret? Huh?
*A photo of Julie this morning in her room with her wig off pops up*
Julie: ....fine!
Unknown: Good girl...now...here is what I want you to do...

Short Stories that I don't know if will make good books. Enjoy them all! If they do well and a lot of people want them into books than I will make them into books.

It was a bright and sunny morning. A gentle breeze rustled the windows of the storeroom brushing Bella's cheeks .. She had been lying on the floor and her legs felt free now without plasters. She had visited  the hospital yesterday and the doctor said she was healed completely. Peter did not seem to notice it yesterday but she is really gonna surprise him today afternoon. After getting up, like any other day she freshened up and prepared the breakfast. Her Aunt was not awake yet and her Uncle had gone for the morning walk. 
By the time she finished the cleaning and other chores, and everyone had there breakfast, Bella got nervous. Today she was going to meet Peter and she did not know how to get ready. She stealthily got inside Dona's room and grabbed a few things for her makeup. She have seen Dona wearing them a few times and Bella was a quick learner. She wore the pretty dress that Peter had given her. Wearing a light makeup, she took off the wig and allowed her long black hair to flow. She had chosen a small stud from Dona's jewellery collections that Dona never wore since it was so cheap and small. Bella loved it and worn it in her empty ears. She gazed at herself in the mirror and smiled. She was looking awesome and this was the first time she was getting ready for someone and she blushed at the thought of him. It was starting to get noontime and avoiding everyone's eyes, she sneaked out of the room, and with the little money she had, took a taxi to Robinson Productions. 

Peter had woken up very early too.. He was quite unusual, excited and jumping around. He got ready instantly and looked most handsome in his new outfit. Everyone might think it was because of the conference in his office, but he hid his feelings deep inside which popped out now and then in the form of smiles flashing over his strict and rude normal self. 
Before going to his office, he stopped at a jewellery shop to buy a ring. He tucked it into his pocket before rushing to his office, the conference had already begun.
Everyone were sitting round a screen and Peter was facing directly to the presentation before him, his back towards the door. He did not have any idea of what this conference was about and he strained hard to understand. Then came the images of Dona Jacob, her family and ….. Isabella Lawrence on the screen.. Peter was shocked. He sat still holding onto his chair.
Mr Daniel, a tough man in his mid fourtees got up from his chair and started explaining..
" Here we can see the photo of Dona Jacob, the author of 'The Pebbles'.. or rather the so-called-author.. Looking back into her entire history, we can never get any idea that the girl is any good at reading or writing stuffs. She is a great dancer and singer but nobody can imagine her to be the author of such a fine book. So before giving her the Award, we had to do a thorough investigation. We then found out that she know nothing about her book, neither the characters nor the scenes of the stories.. We have displayed all the pictures regarding our investigation on the screen.."
An image where Dona get inside Peter's car was displayed on the screen.
" Then who could be the real author..? We are not sure yet, but there is this girl.."
Bella's photo was once again displayed on the screen..
"She is the only cousin of Dona Jacob and she lives with them in their home. Nobody knows much about this girl and she prefers to remain silent.. We are still not sure and we do not have any evidence till now, but it can be possible.. she could be the author.."
Peter heard the ring box clattering onto the ground as it fell from his pocket. He quickly grabbed it and stuffed it back into his pocket.. He stared at the screen..He didn't know that Dona and Bella were cousins..
And yes.. he has got evidence.. there is every possibility that Bella could be the author.. the editing she did at the hospital, that will be the perfect evidence. But why she hid it from everyone..? He should ask her personally before involving himself into this investigation. He excused himself as he went out of the hall to take a deep breath.. He already knew she was the author.. He had fallen in love with her words before he fell for her.. He gazed out of the glass walls out into the road.. 
'She should have reached here by now.. What's taking her too much of time..?' Peter was pacing to and fro.. A dangerous thunder broke in the sky startling Peter. He was worried for Bella..


Bella reached the tall building with glass walls.. She noticed Peter's name engraved in gold upon a sign at the entrance.. 30th floor.. It read.. She took the lift to the 30th floor.. The door was partially open and she could see Peter's back, bold and erect, leaning on an expensive rotating chair.. She blushed even more at the site of him.. She had come a bit early to give him surprise, but it appeared he was busy with work, so she thought she'll wait outside.. Just as she was about to turn, she was shocked to see her photo displayed on the screen.. There was photos of Dona's, and her Uncle and Aunt's too.. 
And she could read the lips and understand every word that the man there spoke.. 
She burst into tears when she saw the photo of Dona entering Peter's car..
" So this were all a well planned scheme.. of trapping Dona.. And Peter,… he was only a part of it…" Bella ran out of the office room down the stairs and off to the road.. 
Her vision has blurred because of the thick drops of tears that were dripping down her eyes.. The bright sunny climate outside had gone.. A loud thunder struck and Bella shut her eyes tightly wishing all this to be another of her scary nightmare.. The moments of her lifetime, the time she had spent with Peter flashed across her eyes..
'So it was all an act.. That's how all rich people are.. playing with poor hearts.. Aunt was right, I shouldn't have met him after that..' Bella ran as fast as she could crossing the thick traffic...

Isabella Lawrence, a deaf and mute girl born with misfortunes right from her birth.. A bad omen.. that's what everyone called her..lost her parents on the day of her birth and ended up living with her aunt who hates her..
Her life takes a U turn when a rich and rude young man enters her life making her life more miserable.. But sending in her a shiver of love...
And how does Bella solve her father's mystery..!!
Let's walk into Bella's world...a mixture of adventure .. hatred and a silent love..❤

At Country V…
Dion yawned as he put down the journal he had been reading for quite some time now. He came to know of the triad's history with the journal that had been passed on to his grandfather. He looked at the side table and gulped. Those were the drafts done by his grandfather. He wondered if he could skip some pages but somehow he was intrigued about Mirage's history.
His grandfather was quite old now and he would pass this information soon to another writer. According to her father, the King had already chosen a person who would continue to write the happenings between all the three clans and it was none other than her sister's idol, the known news anchor turned writer Gavin Wu.
He stood up to stretch his arms and legs when the door opened and his grandfather entered. "Look at you still awake till this late." his grandfather commented. Dion grinned and muttered, "It's because you're not allowing me to take these files away with me. I really pity Gavin. I mean endorsing these files?" he commented while shaking his head. His father followed the old ways while everything could be organized well with the use of the latest  technology these days.
"Well it will be his problem anyway," his grandfather answered with a laugh as he walked towards a shelf and pulled out something.
"Here, I have made a family tree of the three clans. It's best you see this one and remember each member from this, so in case you meet any of them you'll be more careful with your actions. It's not updated though so some of the people in these photos might be the same age as your mother. The young generations pics are also not in here yet but I do have their names written so maybe you can remember those names and be careful not to offend any of them in case you come across them." Dion's grandfather explained as he handed him the albums.
Dion skipped the old ones and years of those photos of the persons who were already dead by now. He flipped the pages fast but paused at one picture and flipped the page back.
"Why? You noticed someone you know?" His grandfather asked while he looked at the photos of women in that picture. Dion's forehead creased as he stared at the particular photo. The photo was taken too long ago and if Dion was right, they were just in their early teens in the picture.
"Grandpa…." Dion muttered.
"Huh?"
"Who are they?" Dion asked while his heart started to beat like a drum roll. He even took his mobile phone and took a snapshot of the photo.
 "Hmm, gorgeous aren't they? They died so young… Such pity… If I'm not mistaken they died when they turned eighteen…" His grandfather started to narrate.
Dion was starting to understand the situation and somehow beginning to start assembling the jumbled puzzle in his head. But of course those were just his assumptions based on the story he was hearing from his grandfather. He would still need concrete details of certain things.
"Grandpa, are these the only photos of them we have?" Dion asked as he flipped on the other pages of the album.
"Yeah, that's all child. Why don't you rest now and continue tomorrow?" Dion's grandfather suggested.
Dion sighed and gave him a smile. "Grandpa, you go to bed first and I will follow you shortly. I will just make a few calls and send a few important emails first."
"Alright then. I will leave you now…" Dion's grandfather said as he stood up.
"Grandpa," Dion muttered, stopping his grandfather from walking out on his private room. "Do you think it will be possible for me to meet uncle Lucas tomorrow?" he asked, which made his grandfather sighed.
"I will check but you see that Lucas… How should I put it… There's no way for me to contact him and he was always the one reaching me for anything. Well, let's try approaching his secretary, though I never had tried doing this before…" 
Dion sighed and said, "Thanks grandpa… Goodnight."
As soon as his grandfather left, Dion took a lot of snap shots and sent everything to the team.
He then paused for a while and stared at his mobile phone. There was no message nor missed call from Rizie at all. He tried to call her but her number only kept on ringing and he was getting worried already so he again pressed her number and called her.
He made a sigh of relief when the call was finally answered. "Hello," he smiled hearing the familiar voice of his girlfriend.
"How come I manage to get a hold of you only now? Why are you not answering my call since hours?" he asked with a bit of sulky tone.
Rizie bit her lip. To be honest she was still feeling shy after their intimate encounter, soon after which Dion had left to meet his grandfather, she felt so flustered whenever she thought about that night that she did not dare talk to Dion normally. 
Even a while ago, she kept on turning and tossing on her bed as she tried to sleep but all those moments with Dion kept on flashing in front of her eyes like a movie. Then she would pull her hair like a crazy person and let out a suppress scream of embarrassment. Recalling how loud she was and how she acted that night… Rizie wanted to hide in a pit forever...
"Oh yeah. S- Sorry about it. Just that today, yes I...I was busy, too busy to return your missed calls and messages…" Rizie explained in a low voice, stammering a bit. Hoping that Dion would end the topic here not bring up what happened between them in that tent to tease her.
"Oh! Were you busy or were you trying to avoid me because of what happened between us in the tent?" Dion teased, grinning hard because he had a hunch that Rizie was intentionally avoiding him. Well, knowing his girlfriend so well he knew, she was surely avoiding him.
Hearing the silence on the other line made Dion chuckle. "Stop teasing me." she said after a moment of silence.
"Hmm, alright I won't tease you but make sure you won't ever avoid me. How come it seems that you do not miss me at all?" Dion asked next, still grinning while he pictured how red, like a ripened tomato, his girlfriend would be right at that moment. Just too bad he was not there to see her beautiful red face.
"Of course I miss you. Just stop teasing me now, okay? I'm so embarrassed." Rizie could not help but voice out.
"Why? I liked it too much but... I mean hearing you call my name over and over again, in your such enticing voice and your soft moans…"
"Stop!!!!!!" Rizie burst out with a shrunken face. She would definitely pull her boyfriend's hair if he dared to tease her like that in person.
Dion laughed and said, "Alright. I just wanna hear your voice. Rizie, I miss you, I really miss you very much. Sigh! I might be busy tomorrow but I will still call you whenever I get time or in the evening."
"Alright, please take care of yourself there…" Rizie said.
"Hmm… I will. That's all you wanted to say to me?" Dion asked.
"I miss you too…" Rizie quickly said before ending the call. She was too embarrassed due to that one time, that she did not know how to face Dion when he would return.
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No matter what... She was his... And he was hers...

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Yera Han had it all. Aside from being the youngest surgeon in the world, she was also the ruthless heiress of the Life Hospitals Group. Smart, Beautiful and Cold. She was revered as the ice queen capable of bringing back the dead with her hands.

However, fate took everything away from her… her love, her property... She was left with nothing and lived as Deyna Song. How could she allow fate to make her dance in its palm? She was Yera Han and she vowed to take all that was hers back!

They took everything away from her and now she was left with nothing but vengeance...

But... who was this doctor following her around offering a marriage alliance?
How could she think of getting married when her everything was at stake! 

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Xander Yang's hope of marriage ended when he was diagnosed with an erectile dysfunction. Smart and stubborn, the Doctor CEO of Yang Globals group was a difficult man to handle. 

However, meeting a certain Deyna Song turned his world upside down. How could his dysfunction vanish when he was around her? What kind of magic does this feisty woman hold?

[Warning: novel is  r-18]
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"Stand up." Yera hissed, eyes narrowed at Xander.

"It's already up." Xander smirked and leaned against the headboard of the bed. "Perhaps you need.... skin to skin proof?" he lifted an eyebrow.

Disbelief flashed in Yera's eyes. It was quickly replaced with anger. "You pervert!"

"You took advantage of me," he teased and tilted his head. His eyes slowly trailed down her lips towards her neck. "Or would you like me to remind you... what you did last night?"

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"Master, an invitation for you has arrived." Ther butler said respectfully to the man sitting behind his laptop. When the butler thought that his master was working, he saw the man's eyes staring blankly at a photo on his table. It seemed that he was deep in thought, so deep that he was not able to notice the butler coming in.
"Master?" Thw butler called again in a louder voice, trying to catch his master's attention. Thankfully, though, he was successful.
The man blinked his eyes, with eyes starting to refocus. He looke up in his stoic face and his eyes were calm yet dangerous.
The man was in his early fifties with his hair littered with white streaks. His nose was long, full red lips, brows thick and unruly yet beautiful, and dark eyes so sharp and vicious covered with feigned gentleness. He was a handsome man with a mature air. 
"Uncle Fong, you're here." The man's voice sounded cold and detached. It seemed like he was not at akk interested in anything in particular.
Hearing this, Liu Fong, the head butler, only smiled bitterly. He felt pity for his master but her was in no position to do anything other than just observe and assist his master in all possible way. Also, his master might get offended from his words. He does not want to overstep his bounds.
"Yes, master. An invitation has arrived for you this early in the morning. An attendant from the Song family personally dropped this here." He said. He glanced at his master's face looking curiosly at the envelope in his hand. "He also said that this is to be given to the head of the Park family."
The man went to receive the envelope and opened it. He pulled out the card and looked it up. He scanned his eyes over it without much interest until he read something that made his widen in shock and incredulity.
He could not believe it. Are his eyes playing tricks on him? No! THat's not possible.
The man's jaw tightened and his hand clenched into fist till it turned blue. He almost cut himself at this. However, the pain was not able to awaken him from his stupor. He was glaring at the card in his hand as if he was looking at his enemy.
"Master Peizhi..." The butler was also shocked. He does not know what was in the invitation but he was left dumbfounded at the unusual reaction his master showed and it was even that huge. 
Just what was written in it to make his master so angry? He was getting curious about it.
"Song and Park..." Peizhi said aloud and his eyes squinted darkly. Then, a deep laugh full of mockery escaped his mouth. "Seems like my daughter had found someone great. It seemed like she can still be useful for me."
After saying this, he tossed the card without much care on his table and leaned on his chair. His smile was full of mockery and his eyes were cold and cunning.
My daughter...!? 
"Do you mean the Young Miss Lanna?" The butler asked as a light flashed across his old eyes. He was not able to do much about his young miss that time. He was out of the country that time when the young miss was tossed out of the mansion. It was already too late when he knew about it and he could no longer do anything. He was really full of guilt. He was not able to help the little lady. 
"Ah. She's pretty, of course, so men had flock over to her. Tch. She's just like her mother." Peizhi spat this venomously. His hatred surged as soon as he mentioned the word "mother." It was really such a disgusting thing for him to say. "Because of her beauty, she was able to seduce the young master of the Song family, it seems."
"The Song family? Are you saying that Song family from City A, master?" Liu Fong asked, not expecting this at all. He could not understand why the master had such hate toward the previous madam when the two were harmoniously together before? And now, it seemed the hatred of his master had stemed and got diverted to his daughter, Lanna October.
Just what happened that his master got to hate the previous madam so much? The butler felt like his head was starting to pound so painfully just by thinking at this. This matter was really something he could no longer handle. He was getting old.
"That's right." Peizhi harrumphed with a dark smile on his face. Glancing at the invitation card, he stood up from his chair, shoved his hands in his pockets and walked toward the french window overlooking the front yard of the mansion with a fountain at the center. 
Peizhi had a look of someone as if he was on top of the world looking down on other people as if they were ants. Other people lower than him were not at all deserving to gain attention. 
"As for that thing, it's a wedding invitation." Peizhi coldly said with raised chin.
"Ha~!" The butler said reluctantly. He then thought and put the pieces together. As soon as he realized this, he was happy. But then seeing the look on his master's face made him really worried for whatever will happen.
Peizhi gave Liu Fong a sideway glance and a smirk. "It seemed like you don't need me to tell you about it. Anyway, as the father-in-law of the young master of the Song family, I should not embarrass myself. Uncle Fong, please prepare the wedding gift."
After saying that, he went to his son's room. When he opened the room, he instantly saw his son reading a book in history. Just looking at how diligent and smart his son was made him all the more love his wife. To have given him such a good child, he was grateful for that.
He looked at his son with warmth; there was no wickedness and cunningness in his face, only the face of a loving father.
"Ah. Father, good morning." Longwei closed the book he was reading, put it on the side table and went to walk in front of his father. He then strained his head up to look at his father. His height only reached his father's knees. At such a young age, he had the disposition of an adult already.
Peizhi warmly smiled and crouched down in order for them to look at each other at eye level. He then patted dotingly at his son's head and said, "You're studying really hard. I'm glad. You really are my son who I can be proud of."
Longwei would have been happy to hear this, that is if he was a normal kid. However, he was not. Hearing this only made him upset. The look on his face was that of discontent. Fortunately, his father was not able to notice the strangeness his son was emitting.


October is a woman who was cold and devoid of emotions. This was true, until she met Lexus who let her experience a whirlwind of emotions she never thought she had with a gift she never thought she'll receive.

Lanna October Park is the calm and charismatic Assistant Director of the Halo Company. She talks only when needed and was not yet seen smiling by her colleagues which made her known as the Halo Company's Ice Director. But unknown to them, she was in fact the eldest daughter of the Park Real Estate Empire of the whole City D. 

Indifferent with her family's wealth, she decided to be independent and climb the ranks in the business world using her own capability but her stepmother is more threatened by her and so baked a lot of schemes to bring her down and make her unfit to inherit the business.

Because October let her guard down for just once, she fell for one of her stepmother's schemes and was then became the talk of the city the very next day.

Unbeknownst to her stepmother, the man she was with was in fact the notorious CEO, Lexus Song.

Getting her innocence was one but getting pregnant was another making her career and work credibility being questioned. 

"I'll take responsibility." He said.

"No need. I'm already responsible enough to take care of my child." She rejected and turned to leave but was then yanked back and bumped into his hard chest.

"Then take responsibility to me." He said shamelessly as he leaned down to whisper in her ear, "You took my innocence so you have to take responsibility, dear wife."

We spent more than an hour in the balmy room, as I pored over a history that sounded more like a fairy tale than reality.  After a fashion, the images and tales within the substantial lexicon that described became familiar. It told, in intricate detail, the full history of my mother's life. A life cut short. The book laid out her astonishing biography beginning with her birth and culminating in her untimely demise in America with my father. 

As I devoured the word-filled pages, I seemed to absorb what was delineated within to my very core. The tales seemed to shift from story to memory once I'd read them. I could feel the emotions of my mother with each page I read. I suspected there was some kind of spell or magic within that allowed the reader to feel the events as those who experienced them felt. As a naturally empathetic person, I often felt emotion while reading one of my beloved novels but this was different. I could feel this history as it seemed to soak into my soul.

"Erin, are you alright?" Sergei asked me as I read about how my mother had vowed to be the best mother she could dream to be when she first held me in her arms. 

"Oh, yes, I'm...I'm just very touched by this story right now," I said while wiping the tears from my cheeks. I motioned to the page that held my mother's photo, with me clutched lovingly to her chest. "I can feel what she was feeling when I read these stories." 

"That's unusual but in this case, I suspect it's to be expected--you share a special bond with your mother--more than just a typical mother-daughter bond because you are the heir to her position. You both have qualities that only the heir, the chlurican-goddess posses. It's why the Fae determined that those of your lineage, your birth, should be the protectors of our realm. Only someone who could truly feel the feelings of others could protect and lead them as fiercely as her," he explained considerately. 

"I understand that your entire worldview has been shaken today, and that it might be overwhelming. When you've had too much to bear, let me know, and we'll go for a walk. It's very quiet here and you can take the time to process everything in your own time," he spoke the words softly and placed his strong, rough hand on my shoulder reassuringly.

I continued to read a bit longer, my neck was starting to get a crick in it, and my arms grew tired from supporting the hefty book. When I could go no further into the story--the end was coming near--I asked Sergei if he was ready for that walk yet.

A young American girl follows her heart to Ireland where she discovers deeply hidden and unique connections to the island that she had never dreamed of. Upon arriving in Ireland to study, Erin feels something awaken in her she never imagined could be real.

Being international students our social circle was limited among ourselves and we didn't know the area geographically, as a result we rarely had weekend plans.

Time passed and it was already four weeks of me being in Winnipeg, so I just wanted to go out and do something. Before the weekend came, I was not thinking about many things, but it came to my mind that I wanted to have a talk with her, so I just sent her a message. I asked her if she was busy on the weekend and she answered that she wasn't. I knew that she also needed to read a book for doing homework so I suggested reading a book together and she said that would be good. I was so happy and even felt a little thankful.

So then I met her on the weekend, only the two of us. At first we went to eat lunch near our school and we talked about many things such as hobbies, our likes, life in each country, etc. She said she likes travel. She told me she likes to explore but she didn't know any more than me about Winnipeg. So I teased her about this many times after that. Her major is culture, specifically Italian. It sounded really interesting to me. First my major is history and as you know history deals with overall things in our life generally, and I'm also interested in culture. Second, when I was in my own country I worked in culture. For example I made plans for big events or festivals in my town, and I have worked as an assistant for directors in both a public company and a big private company. However when I asked her about this one, she almost always said she doesn't know because she is only in 2nd grade in her university and doesn't study specifically in her major. So, that was something else we joked about. Lastly she likes drinking. Last year she became an adult, at age 20. She hadn't tried beers many times when she was in her country, but she really wanted to drink and I said if I had a chance I would go to drink with her.

We met around 12 p.m. but we talked over 2 hours. I was really surprised because I'm not confident talking with someone for a long time but I didn't know that the time flew by so fast. So I told her at first we should concentrate on reading a book, and to finish quickly, then talk about our next plan. We went back inside of our school. We met our classmates who are a couple on the street. That situation was very strained. We greeted them first naturally to pretend that it was nothing, but they suspected that something more was going between us. While I was trying to cut their doubt she just laughed about the situation.

After we entered the school we studied for about two hours. Frankly speaking I couldn't focus my efforts on reading. When she sat on the chair, it was too so to her back didn't reach the back of the chair. So I told her because my chair was more comfortable and had the bigger back, I gave my chair to her. Fortunately her back reached on my chair and it looked more comfortable. 
When it was time to have supper, I asked her what she wanted to do. She said her homestay parents worked on the weekend too because they are bus drivers, so, if she went back home she would need to wait for her parents to make supper. So I suggested that if then, there was a place I went to visit earlier that day named St. Boniface Cathedral, so going there for a while and going to eat dinner together. Without hesitation she said yes. She looked happy as she had a chance to visit a new place.

*

We went to visit there together by taking a bus. I gave her some information about it as much as I knew, and we took many photos together. Honestly I don't like to take pictures too much, I would rather like to take a video. But I knew most of girls like to leave their memory on photos and I also knew that she was not different from any other girls. I felt a little shyness taking a photo together, besides only two of us, however, I decided to do it any ways and I just was taken with her. Snow piled up too much near there, I ran into the snow and I took a photo of her at low angle. When I showed that photo to her, she laughed at a lot of snow put into my boots. But I didn't feel unhappy, I was just glad to make her smile.

Afterwards we went to the pizza restaurant to have dinner near the cathedral, When I heard that both of us like pizza and it was our common favorite. I ordered a pizza and added to order a bottle of beer. We enjoyed our dinner and we talked a lot. I told her about some manners in our country. I said If she meets a boy who comes from Korea, they will be helpful to her. For example if she wants to look more attractive, when he gives a good suggestion, she needs to reject at first and accept it the second time. I said someone who accepts other's suggestions is not charming. For the other example, I taught her how to do cheers in our country. In our country, for the young like the juniors in university or the inferiors in company I said when they have a drinking table with the old they should move their bottles lower than bottles of seniors or superiors. After this time whenever she went drinking with me she always moved her bottle lower than me. I said it is just manners so it was not demanding and she didn't have to follow them, but she always followed it. In my sight, it looked really bubbly. Whenever I did cheers with her I almost always couldn't help smiling. The last one was the manners about separated bills. Since I came to Canada I had known that paying by separated bills were commonly used. However, in our country, it is common that if someone invites the other on a date, one could pay all of the bill himself or herself. If the other felt uncomfortable about this, he or she could pay themselves next time, and I said we made a credible relationship by this process. Also after this time, we paid for each other alternatively.

When we were on the way to each other's home, we took a walk across the bridge on the Red River and The Forks. And when she arrived at home, she sent me a message that she arrived well and said thanks to me. Before that I had heard from her she couldn't sleep well these days, but she said today she could go to bed well. Before I came from my home I hadn't expected to have a nice date like this, but it was really nice date.

It is my love story when I have been in Winnipeg, Canada. I came to Canada for studying English, and I met her. We met only for a couple of month, and we fell in love.

I'm from South Korea, and she is from Japan. We have our own blog(http://donsuzuka.tumblr.com/), too. I hope you enjoy it, thanks.

Hermes wanted to learn more about the new updates of the game, so he must find a place where he could collect some fresh and good information, and thankfully, there was a single room where everything he needed was placed in one location, and it was none other than the favorite place of the previous owner - the Don's office.

This made himself so excited to finally see on his own eyes because Don's office had been designed by the Aljen himself. 

His emotion suddenly changed when his servant, Justin, appeared on his right, and it made him jolt from surprise.

"Good morning, my Don." Justin lowered his head, putting his hand on his left chest. His aura looked like a dried fish lost its way from its path.

"That was a pretty cool ability," Hermes was startled. "Justin. I... I didn't sense your presence at all. I was planning to -"

His butler unintentionally interrupted his praise when he opened the door with no emotion and light on his eyes. 

"Boss, you may enter your office," said Justin. His eyelids were showing sadness and agony from the outside, but Hermes commented that he looked like someone that had lost his purpose in life. He had no idea why he was like this but he decided to leave him be. And he replied, "Uh, umm, uh, that's nice. Thank you, Justin." Hermes stepped inside while avoiding eye contact with his butler.

"You're welcome, boss." said Justin. His head lowered down and his upper body bent in ninety-degrees before to his master, and he closed the door when the young Don was finally inside his room.

The Don's office resembled the place of the meeting room. There was one black leather chair in the middle for the boss, and a rectangular window with a white curtain hanged as a cover from the heat of light had drastically gave off a good charisma to the place. It had a small rectangular wooden table for the boss only and a wide rectangular transparent glass table in the center. From each side of this glass table was surrounded by two long-black leather sofa served as a personal sits for the higher echelons and guests. Bookshelves, full of books, located at the left corner beside the huge Gothic painting was also there. His eyes glistered in happiness when he finally saw it personally, and his heart pumped so fast, like a passenger in the roller coaster could feel from the high speed of the train.

Hermes praised how well-organized and well-developed of the whole room. His butler quickly moved to his aide, and he assisted him to sit on his chair before he stepped away from his master.

Several hours later, Hermes had already read the four books, related to geography, history, magic and confidential data of his criminal organization, he gathered from his bookshelves earlier. 

Thirty-seven minutes later, almost done reading the latest page, Hermes sensed an awkward pressure situation behind, but he still continued to read everything about the history of his family until the last page.

The year was 1811 the era of Victoria and the last age of colonization. According to the information he summed up earlier, that was only five years before the original timeline of all main character's quests. His family and other relatives had already been sleeping in their grave. His fortune gradually increased as he took over all of their assets and equities by himself. He heaved out a sigh and proceeded to fold for the next page. He came across some surprising information. Some contents had various unveiling events that shouldn't happen in the first place.  Before he read the last part of the paragraph regarding the fall of the dungeon to the hands of his rival family, his butler excused himself to speak. 

Hermes glared him with displeased. It made him surprised slightly but he kept his facade as a respect to his position as the head of the family. He closed the book and turned his sight to his servant.

"Boss, pardon for my manner. I've somethin' to ask you," the butler lowered his head while politely waited for his permission.

"Proceed. What is it, Justin?" said Hermes, and clasped his arms on the books. 

"Boss, you told me earlier, you want to disband the entire organization of Archnemesis family to live a normal life. Are you sure? The family business which feared within the island of Scily." Justin looked earnestly about his question, making Hermes gulped his saliva. 

He made a lot of excuses and explained everything from him, but surely, he couldn't tell him the main reason; his objective was to prevent his death before the Second Holy Mafia War. He could perform his role as a sole survivor of the family and the only active blood related who lead the organization for a while, but he knew all along that time was priceless. Everything was changing according to your choices. His idea popped to his mindset, but first, he needed to step by step setup the correct procedure to complete his main objective.

"Yes, exactly. I am also planning to end the family crime business... for good." Hermes replied. "Only the illegal activities. Not all of it, got it?"

Justin started to shed tears. He covered his mouth with disappointment.

"Tt-then, what is your plan, boss? Do you mind telling it?"

"I already told y' everythin'." Hermes gulped some air, and said, "A'ight, survey the whole place within one kilometer within your range. Secure the whole place while I'm gathering some thoughts about this. This time stop buggin' me. I'm doing my assignment."

"Assignment? You don't even attend school in any place, though. And, even you certainly doing something good for business, you're always slacking off. I was always relying on my own while doing illegal activities by myself. Y' don't even like to do some work though." Justin replied, looked confused at his words.

Hermes, annoyed, turned his cheeks red when hearing those words. 

"Just do it, already!"

"*cough* Yes, my Don," Justin closed his eyes and started to cast his spell [Agenda].

Unbeknownst to Justin, Hermes was planning to wipe out his bad records in his territory, and he also needed to ensure there the people don't hold grudges in their hearts once he left. But he hadn't thought of any ideas to create an opening for that. If ever it heard the rumors about his change maybe the other bosses would leave him alone and not declare war instead. The bosses only attacked and declared war if they learn the 'Boss' in other territories were wealthier and more evil than them. Cruelness and injustice behavior attracted the other bosses to fight them, and he would be challenged by several factions to know who the most brutal and powerful among them. That scenario was crucial and bad for the young Don totally.

Specifically, Hermes didn't like the idea of mafia war with anybody, and he would guarantee that they would pay a huge price if they insisted to do so. Thinking about it, he recalled his rival clan on the Eastern side of Scily. He wished to have a connection with them, however, it might impossible to have a good relation with this family since they were rivals and hostile to each other for a century.  

His objectives to live free and normal had been finally established after he wrote down the possible way to do it in the sheet of paper. It stated where he opened a small business inside and outside of his territory, the country where he would flee once the future war started and his future career to become the next billionaire of this world because he always wanted to become one. If, everything went south. He would hail to the Union States of Amerigo or in other colonized countries such as Hang Kong and the Island of Ophir. Running away was the only option he could choose, though. He knew Hermes Archnemesis capabilities and he had a weak body and psyche; he didn't possess any kind of powers at all, so he had three years left before the Second Holy Mafia War would happen.

"First, I need to allocate my properties to ensure I could live a quiet life. I guess all of my cash earned from illegal activities will transfer to the stock exchange, and I'll only take a small portion to build a business outside Italia. My illegal assets will be placed as collateral in the Italia Bank at Romue, just in case I go bankrupt from building my businesses around the world. Bankruptcy?  Yeah, it is possible to happen but just to be sure, I'll let the other families buy some portion of my failed business too. I'm sure they'll going to take the bait since it was new. I will use my knowledge from the original world to build up everything from the start that no one hasn't seen before. Second, I'll invest this money to aid my village too. That'll help them to sustain and preserve more goods for a better future. It'll improve their livelihood, create jobs, and develop the village to become an attainable place on the island. And third will be on hold for now since I need to finish the first one. I'm sorry Justin, I need to keep it to myself. Maybe, I could use the mercs as an excuse and diversion to my plan." He murmured. "Well, legal activities sound fun."

"Boss, the area has secured for now. There are no hostile intruders near to your mansion."

"Good, I will then commence my plan to disband these illegal activities now." Hermes grinned at ease. His decision made his butler unhappy about it. He asked, "Is... Is that what you want?" 

"Huh?" Hermes, annoyed, tilted his head with his right eyebrows raised up. "Of course."

Justin stunned like he was hit by a lightning rod. "I will take my leave. May I excuse myself?" Justin took a step, bent his body with his head bowed at him, and he stepped closer to the door with a sad face.

"Hmm? Did you say something, Justin?"

"Nothing, sir. I will take my leave." Justin's bangs covered his face when he replied. The young Don was confused about his sudden change of mood.

Hermes looked at the ceiling for a minute. He closed his eyes while picturing his past life he could still remember for a short period. 

He, yawned while stretching his arms upward, and stood up from his chair. He returned the books to its former location and left his office to unwind outside. 

"Y' finally here~" a strange female voice spoke, but the young Don ignored it.

A shadow engulfed his whole body before his hand grabbed the doorknob. His surroundings changed from black into a beautiful garden. He, surprised, saw a beautiful young blonde girl with violet eyes, fair skin, and pinky lips. She wore a beautiful white summer outfit and on her feet covered by wooden slippers. The young Don blinked his eyes several times when he realized she was looking at him with a seductive gaze. He wanted to talk with her, however, there was a young dark-haired teenager who had an armored and ancient suit approached her from the distance. The man resembled his character's face but much older than him. 

His vision blurred as his eyes dropped some tears as he watched the two strangers happily playing and flirting with each other. He might be jealous because he had no girlfriend since birth, but it was strange for him to feel this way. 

He had no recollection of who they were. These people had never made an appearance to the game. The young Don noticed that the beautiful woman was glaring at him once again.  He got terrified when he realized she's waving him to come to her whilst, the handsome man kissed her neck when they embraced each other. He concluded this woman was a dangerous slut. 

Did she want him to join them? That was really disgusting - His thoughts.  

He would marry one woman rather than become a part of her harem instead. He was thinking it was just an illusion earlier, but the woman made him believed it was real. The movement of the two changed as the dark-haired boy, carried her like a princess, and then, these two happily kissed like a couple. 

His heart downcasted, like a flower wilted from the dry season. And for unknown reasons, he returned to his room. 

'Wait, what was that? To whom memories are these?' Hermes knelt down as he suffered from severe dizziness and hallucination. He then wiped his tears and slapped his face in order to return his consciousness.

"What the hell was that about? Who's that bitch anyway? Damn it, I don't want to meet that woman. She might be a minor character but it is possible that she can kill me. Is it precognition? No, that's impossible. That's just an illusion. Based on their outfit, it has the same design as the old Empire that we created from the game, but that fallen Empire has already ceased to exist before the game started. What's the connection between me and those people?  Gaah, I don't care anymore. I'll leave it be!" He gulped some air so deep and exhaled it. He stood up and stepped away from the area for awhile. 

"I guess I need to move now. That might be the starting point to commence my plan." 

When he arrived in the main hall, someone was shouting outside in front of the main door. He heard the familiar voice coming out from the other side. He then proceeded to discover who's the person's identity was.

He opened it with open arms and stepped forward. His eyes turned annoyed as he witnessing some embarrassing moment. In front of him, a man with black hair, around twenty years of age, wore a butler suit with black trousers, white gloves, and a sword in his left waist was waving a big wooden board - 'Stop the Disbandment. Stop the Goodness in your heart! More violence! More Brutal! Return my Boss!'

Hermes faced palm when he read the words written on the wooden board.

"Rally, rally, rally. Stop the Disbandment. Stop the Goodness in your heart! More violence! More Brutality! Return my Boss! Rally, rally, rally. Bring back the Injustice! Injustice for everyone!" Justin explicitly yelled waving it in a circle.

"What the heck are you doing, Justin?" Hermes asked, covering his eyes of disbelief.

"Isn't it obvious? Boss, I'm just standing here to express my protest. I'm expressing my own disagreement with your idea of disbanding the entire organization in a democratic way." Justin answered, showing his resolve in his beliefs.

"What? Haven't we discussed it already, oh right maybe he heard about it? A'ight," he clapped twice and raised his right hand ahead to ask the wooden board to be surrendered, "Give me that. Kindly stop your worthless protest right now. It is useless."

"Nonsense! I refuse that kind of word. That's not the right response going ahead of your mouth, boss. You must be more cunt if you want to say that to me."

Hermes was petrified towards his butler. His body started to step away, scared and disgusted, from Justin's current behavior.

"You need to say this to me, 'Stop bullshitting me you goddamn, butler. You're just a maggot who was just adopted by my parents. So stop your fucking protest right now. You hear me you maggot!' - somethin' like that, boss!" Justin said, wiping his tears.

Hermes' eyes turned blank. He wanted to kill this person at once before he got corrupted.

'This guy… is an idiot. A total stupid hardcore idiot.' He thought.

"Boss, please return to the old cunning boss. End this madness. End your New Year resolution. You must act like the old time. Don't you ever realized, I stayed with you because I saw darkness in your heart when we first met. A dark force I had never seen in other people. Also, you told me you.... you wanted to become the next Godfather of Italia when you were nine years old. The world's most powerful, influential and feared among the bosses. Don't you see this photo," he showed a photo of his childhood with his gesture of raising his right hand above the sky, "this photo showed how you were so determined to spread violence around the world during your revolt to your parents. The raising salute you showed to me, will be the main salute of your army. I always keep this as a memento for your evil ambitions because you're so cute during that time. I still have some more things like this in my room."

"What?" Hermes looked disgusted when he heard that.

"As the Head Butler of Archnemesis family and also the Consigliere, I must correct you right now before it's too late."

"Where and when the fuck did you take that photo? That's embarrassing. Destroy that photo right now!" he felt embarrassed when he saw himself wearing a black suit raising like a Nazi salute.

"Boss, that's that. The word 'fuck'. There, you must say that all the time. Don't worry, I will keep all my collections of your evil records till my death." Justin's eyes spark when he heard that.

"What the heck was wrong with you, you dirty-minded maggot? "Hermes punched him and Justin flew away. "You just say the opposite I wanted to hear." 

Justin smiled after he was hit directly in his face, while his body flying away for a short period and fell down in the bushes of grass behind him.

"Stop bullshitting me, Justin! I'll go back to my room and change. Prepare the car afterward." Hermes said, looking down on him.

"There… there you have it. You must look down on the others, Boss. That's one of the qualities of being a Boss."

Hermes became more irritated and decided to leave him to his place.

"But boss," Hermes stopped suddenly, turning his half-sided face at him, "Where are we going again?" he asked, rubbing the part where he was hit.

"Do what I told you to do and don't ask for more. Got it," the young Don left his butler afterward. 

The butler's eyes sparked and covered his mouth in amazement. The unfair and harsh treatment of the young Don made him shivered his body.

"I know you haven't changed. I know it," he grinned with pure evil.

Aljen Mura, a decent and workaholic Gaming Manager, is celebrating New Year's Eve alone in the park but fireworks hit him! He wakes up from his slumber and finds out he's possessing one of the villains in the otome game. He wishes to end the game, fair and square, by starting to end his family lineage and live in this world freely. 

Watch our protagonist as he tries his best to end his mafia life but accidentally making him infamous, increases his fame and become the World's most powerful and influential man in the history of Italia.

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