This special announcement is dedicated to all my fans wide and beyond. 
I have previously written this chapter as an auxiliary volume but figured you might not find it there so I decided to write it as a chapter. 
I am positive you would have been expecting another chapter,sorry to burst your bubble but here it goes:
Fifty shades of blood will now be updated weekly. To allow further concentration on this book,I have decided to suspend "Babe's Diary". Show some love by reading the book though and pls leave a review. 
Hurray! I am writing another book titled"The arranged Marriage:The Heir CEO". It's also for the WSA but is on the theme love (arranged Marriage),juicy right? I know. 
What does this mean?
This means that I cannot keep up with daily updates of both books BUT I will be updating during the weekends. 
This also means that I am having two entries for the contest, giving you more reason to show some love. I trust you will. 
If I get enough time and encouragement,I will be writing two other books too. I have started drafting them but it isn't ready for showcase yet. They are titled "Spitfire in love" and "Pretend love". 
Blockbuster thriller sci-fi novel "Skai:The legend" is coming soon to Webnovel by the end of the year. (Am giving something to read for Christmas,isn't that cute). 
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It's been thirty years since it happened but it feels like yesterday....... maybe that's what happens when you've just found out that you can live “FOREVER". 
I can't tell you my name or where am from,I can't disclose where I live......or at least used to live. I am monster yet the disgrace of my clan,I don't drink what they drink. I don't want to be like them,......I want to "die". Isn't that what human beings do? That will never happen,I know for sure. I AM NEVER GOING TO DIE. Maybe I will but this monster in me never will. 
Vampires are strong,scary and practically invincible but not this vampire! She does not like the taste of blood,mirrors, garlic,loves being in the sun and is the disgrace of her entire clan. What will happen to the young vampire who doesn't want to be a vampire.....

She stood by a wall,her shadow resting against the floor. She was about seventeen years old....or was she? She stood six feet tall,red hair, blue eyes and and lush red lips. She was wearing a black net blouse and black tights with black boots. Her whole demeanor was intimidating yet she was harmless. 
Most of her clan drank what she would never drink and do what she would never do. How much she hates the sight of red....used to be her favorite color but now...? How far can she run away from red or the sight and memory of it? She is red headed and her name means red and even her zodiac sign signifies red. This can't be a coincidence or can it? Is this where she really belongs? Is this the life she is made for. Can she really go back to her past life? How much she hates being stuck in two worlds?
She is a rebel in both her worlds,she will hunt you down if need be. But now she can't be so sure,she is weak and starving. She hasn't fed in years and it's wearing her out. She knows she can't stay long without blood but she is determined to starve herself to death. Too bad Vampires can't die....or don't die. How did things go wrong for the red haired Aodh Scarlett Flynn?
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She was born on the 21st of March,an Aries. She is Irish and American. She was born a twin. Her sister Ambrosia Tuesday Flynn was killed by an occult group during Halloween. Strange things aren't strange anymore as even the word is engraved in her story. All this... being a vampire and all. It all started thirty years ago.

Flashback,thirty years ago. 
.........This can't be happening to me-no,not at all. I had my whole life planned out in front of me,I was a rebel-yes but that didn't mean I didn't want a life. A life with Ian,I hadn't gotten my revenge with Arianna. I haven't avenged my sister's death. Too bad am about to join her. Too bad am getting crushed between two walls. The bricks fell and made a wall with a small crevice. I walked through the wall in an attempt to be with the others but it was too late, useless. The wall closed. I was trapped. Forever. 
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A day like an other on JYPhig.



I was sitting on my place in our math clas reading in my notebook, I sudenly heard our techer sudenly yell "Inside" whit his loud yet stern voice , As I sruged and looked back into my note book lisening to the talk.


As I looked up I briefly caught his beateful chocolate eyes before he turned to teacher.

I've senced that everyone's eyes were on the new boy, except for me since I didn't care a bit I looked like a bad boy wearing a black leatherjack.

My attitude wasn't arrogant although everyone though I was selfish to everyone no one know I had a boy friend called Jea, I just focused on my notes and shrugged it of.

I heard to boy squeak a"Sorry, I was lost" I listened at his shy voice . 

"There is another place besides Jackson" i heard the teacher say as i looked up to see him pointed to me as I fastly looked dow to my book.

When he sat down on the chair next to me and puted his bag on the floor.

I was searching Assignment 15 in my notebook and saw him just look at his hands and didn't dear to say a work.

"Aren't you going to  introduce ourselves anymore, beautiful?"
I looked at him as he looked up in shock whit Fifty shades of red on hees sheeks.

"M-Mark tuan" 
He squeaked out of his mouth as his cheek become Fifty-Shades red but now with shame, yet I stil understood it. 

"Jackson wang"

I said as he blinked trying to probebly focus on what our techer was saying, what wasn't possible since he kept glancing to me I couldn't let to occasionally looke at mark what made him blush mandly. 

"C-Can I look into your book" 
He asked as I pushed his book to me so so we could both follow the lesson, I was grateful. 

"Assignment 15"
I said, as he blinked and looked at the assignment.

"Mr. Mark Tuan, I understand you want to make friends but you can do it after class."
I was shocked by the loud voice of the teacher who stood in front of the class I blinked.

 She woke up starving and when she opened her eyes, an adorable furry face met her and licked her face. 
"Ugh." She pushed the face of King then she looked at her husband leaning on the headboard while reading Fifty Shades Darker. "Baby?" She called and then she looked at the book one Fifty Shades of Grey. Is he done reading it? 
"Hey, baby." He patted her head. "Go back to sleep." 
"Why? I'm hungry." She sat up and looked at the dogs sleeping with them. "Why are you reading that?" She crawled to him and reached his crotch. 
"Hey, our babies are sleeping." He said indicating the dogs. 
"I want you…" She murmured. 
"I thought you were on your period." He said and continue reading. She pouted at him. 
"Baby, let's take the shower." 
"I thought you were hungry?" He closed the book and kissed her mouth. 
"I'm horny at the same time." 
 Their late lunch had already been settled in the dining room. They eat casually and talk about stuff and she opened about the sniper that has been killed inside her facility. It stirred up Zach's overprotectiveness. 
Even inside her facility, someone wanted to kill her. 
"Should I call your cousin Sabrina to give you bodyguards? Or I could ask Gabriel Lawson." 
"No. Darling, I can handle myself besides—it's fine. I understand that once I sat on my throne—people would be a big threat to me." 
 They finish their food and just let it on the table and soon their maids clean it up for them. They went back to their bed and cuddle on the window seat while he continued reading the book two that is near to end. He's fast reading and she does not doubt that he'll finish all the books for a few hours. 
 She reached her phone and call Andel but he's not answering at all. Where is this guy? 
*** 
 Andel has been searching online about the bidding of gems. On the other hand, Ellen is with him and she's searching at the same time. She clicked the link and show it to him. 
"This is luxurious, they just got it from mine and it would be cheaper before bidding. It's a real ruby stone." 
"Okay." He said and told the pilot to go directly to South Africa. 
"I have connections there." She told. 
 Andel looked at her and clapped his hand. 
"You are good at that, little girl. I am so glad that I brought you with me." 
"For the tenth time, do not call me little girl, Old Man!" She scolds him. 
 He exhales and massaged his head. 
"Continue searching, okay? I'm going to sleep." He reclined his chair. Just a few seconds passed, he had fallen asleep. 
*** 
 Moira clutches her pillow and suddenly frowned. An arm was wrapped around her, a face shoved on her nape and the breathing is slow and hot. She was sure that she slept on the couch. She's a light sleeper and she would probably feel that she has been moved or carried. She dragged his arm, but he tightens both of his arms around her. 
"Let's stay more… I can't seem to get up." He murmured. 
"Fuck you." She unclasped his arms and sat up. The man was fast as he pulled her down, grabbed her waist, pinning it above her head. 
 Her eyes dilated seeing him fully naked and she accidentally sees his lower thing. She shut her eyes and avoid his kiss. 
"For the love of God! Dress up!" She muttered. 
"Oh." He looked down at his thing and it's hard. "Don't mind my big buddy here." He said sexily and bent down to kiss that adorable frowning brows. "My lady… we will be together soon." 
"Fuck you." She scolds him. 
 Her blood races up to her head and she unclasped her wrists from him and pushed him. She drags the pillow and covers it on his thing. She exhales and brushes her fingers through her hair. 
"I thought that you are going to fuck me?" He asked quizzically. 
"Stay away!" She slid off from the bed and face him. "Leave my house." 
 He didn't move an inch and just looked at him with his hand over the pillow that covers his lower part. She was pacing back and forth. She needed to leave where this guy could not find her. Alanis blinked and was curious about what she's thinking. 
"Darling?" 
"Why can't you just leave me alone?" She asked him fiercely. 
"I like you." He said it casually. "You wanted to leave the country? Let's run away together." 
 She looked at him for a while and thought about it. 
"I will bring you to places that would make you happy." 
"Is that what you want?" She asked him.
"No, Darling. It is what you want." 
"Do I need to strip and fuck you so you could leave me alone?" 
"No. Darling, I don't want to fuck you. I want to make love to you." 
 Moira crossed her arms and thought about it. Is he crazy or something? Maybe once that she had sex with him—he will vanish. But she doubted that. He's an importunate asshole. 
"If I strip right now, are you going to leave?" 
"No." He leaned on the headboard of her Queen Bed, his stripped abdominal exposed together with his strong pectorals. He's like a Greek God looking at her. 
 Moira rolled her eyes. Okay, he's well built, and she thought that he would have a big stomach, drinking alcohol and sipping on tobacco. She inhaled and looked at him. He smiled and patted the space beside him. 
"Come here, Darling." 
 She shuddered and went to the bathroom. She suddenly thought about Andromeda's words. Sexual words and the Fifty Shades of Grey—full of shit but she got turned on. She was pacing back and forth and thought about his propositions. 
 Coming to him will be a bad idea but maybe if she show bad things to him, he wouldn't like her and he would eventually back out, right? She washed her face and gargle a non-sting mouthwash. She took a towel and dump it on her wet face. When she comes out, he's already dressed up. 
 He hasn't unbuttoned his shirt yet and he looked so dazzling. Anyway, he looked sexy and so handsome. She turned around and went to the kitchen. She drank warm water and an arm wrapped around her. She froze. The man sniffled her neck and kissed a few parts of it. 
"Where do you want to go? Japan?" He asked with a grin. "Jetplane is ready to go anytime." 
 Moira has never been hugged by someone like this. It felt—comforting. All her life no one comforts her. Grandpa told her many times to never seek comfort to anything for them to be strong enough. And he was partially right. 
 Getting comfort from someone is good. 
They stay like that for a while and she could see his assassins guarding him around her Penthouse. 
"We could shop around…" he muttered. 
"I change my mind. Let's run away to Paris." 
"Oh, city of love." He twisted her hips around to him and he started kissing her passionately. 




“What now? We didn’t make love on our wedding night. Now you are teasing me.” Zach said frustratedly. Andy peeked on the window and Allona wasn’t there anymore. She turned back from him and reached her phone but Zach grabbed her arm and make her face him. “Andy, are you pushing me to use that freedom card?”

                Andromeda faced him.

“I am not pushing you to use that. I don’t want to make love to you because you don’t love me. You can fuck anyone but not that bitch last night.” She grabbed his shirt. “I am warning you. You can fuck any woman but not her. You are mine now and no one can ever have you.” She said dangerously.


Andromeda Mondragon - heiress of Mondragon Army Clan, who had fallen in loved and had received the greatest heart break. 
In her life she was trained by her grandfather to be the very best. She loved him dearly and had never decline his orders however, he wanted her to marry the family friend. And that will be the first order that she declined. She's willing to kill herself over the orders he gave. 
There's no place in hell that she's going to marry the man who killed half of her. 

Zachary Pattinson - heir of their army clan, a family friend of Mondragon. He was known to be the handsome-charming heartthrob in society. Many women had fallen with that charm but only he gave his all to one woman. And that woman hates him so much that she's hurting herself just to ease the pain in her heart. 
What she did not know is he's also getting tortured whenever he sees her in pain.
 
Will he win her back? How can he undo his mistakes? Is he ready to take her back and chase her?

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Luis arrived at Jeff's place exactly at the time they had agreed on. Luis was an advent timekeeper, and he didn't like getting late, especially for important things. He rang the doorbell at Jeff's place and patiently waited. Jeff's mom was the one who answered.

"Hi, are you Luis?" she greeted him warmly and he nodded, "Welcome, Jefferson says he will be with you in a few minutes."

Luis was shown into the house and waited for Jeff at the lounge. It did not take long for Jeff to come down. He had already heard Luis ringing the doorbell and did not want to keep him waiting.

Luis was not expecting Jeff to dress like that when he descended the staircase. He had worn a pair of khaki shorts that revealed his thighs and pressed tightly against his buttocks, a slim fit pullover and hair that had been visibly applied too much blowout. He stared at him for a second before commenting.

"You appear prepared for the occasion," 
Jeff flushed a shade of red and replied, "Thank you, I like to dress according the activity."

"I didn't know the library needed such a  outrageous outfit. You look like a gay man who's desperate for sex." It was Winnie, Jeff's older sister. She had a mission of making Jeff's life miserable and wasn't hesitant to do so when the chance came. Although she was really smart, Jeff tended to call her stupid whenever she interfered with his life.

"Well this gay man might just snatch your boyfriend so watch out," Jeff retorted. Fortunately for him, his loud mouth usually had just the right answer for her whenever she was overboard. Seeing that she was defeated, she stuck her tongue out at him and went ahead to the kitchen to prepare a snack. Jeff called out to his mom to tell her that they were leaving. Jeff was about to open the door when his mother called them back.

"Don't tell me you are leaving and yet I haven't prayed for you," she excused herself.

"Mom! No!" Jeff hissed at her. His mom, on seeing that, was clearly hurt but she didn't let it show for long. Instead she kissed them both goodbye, much to the shock of Luis, and led them outside. Luis waited until they were out of earshot.

"Why didn't you want your mom praying for us?"

"Trust me. Her prayers are long enough for us to go to the library and back in the evening. She would probably have started even asking for forgiveness for the sins of the cattle you keep in your ranch," Jeff answered lightly.

"How did you know we had a ranch?" asked Luis, surprised that Jeff knew and yet he didn't tell him.

"Ummm…" Jeff stalled, looking for an excuse. "Michelle told me. She said that all the girls that were mad about you actually did a research on you."

Luis halted. All of a sudden he started laughing so hard that Jeff wondered whether he had said something wrong.

"When you find a better excuse please come and lie to me again," he told Jeff, tears in his eyes. "Everyone in school knows that I'm gay."

Jeff felt like killing himself. He had just been caught lying. Lacking another answer to give him, he shrugged his shoulders and continued the journey with his head down, too ashamed to look at Luis.

They finally arrived at the library. They entered and went ahead to the reception to pay for the entrance fee. However, they found that the secretary was not yet at her station and had to wait until she came back from wherever she was. Finally she arrived, and greeted the boys asking what she could do for them.

"We would like to access the library please," Luis replied.

The secretary looked at them sadly and told them, "I'm sorry but your reading adventure has been interrupted today. The library is closed due to a book club function. I had put it on a poster outside, but I guess someone must have ripped it off the wind could have taken it." 

Luis and Jeff looked at each other and shook their heads. That would be the only chance they had of entering the library, as during the weekdays they were usually at school and the next Saturday was too far. Jeff decided he couldn't waste his chance. He turned to the secretary. 

"Excuse me my dear. Seeing how much your beautiful here and the way that Mac lipstick is perfect on you, will you please just allow us to use the library?" He flashed a set of puppy eyes that dropped the secretary's guard. He then moved close enough to her and whispered seductively. "We have a very urgent matter that we need to find out."

Luis was astonished to see the secretary's cheeks all pink as she blushed profusely. She looked up to both of them and smiled.

"Well I suppose I could let you in. The book club function is only on the second floor. Which part of the library are you going to?"

"The history section," Jeff replied sweetly. 

"Okay, you'll go to the far end, and then you'll climb the staircase up to the third floor. After they, go to the farthest end of that hall and on the right you'll see the History section," the secretary guided them. 

"Thank you," Jeff said and winked at her, causing the secretary to fan herself with a paper. They went ahead to the staircase.

"What was that?" asked Luis, as they walked up the stairs. 

"It's some superpower of mine," Jeff replied cheekily. "I just turn on the puppy eyes and boom! Someone's under my spell. I like to call it The Charm."

"Who do you use it on?"

"I don't mostly use it, but sometimes I use it on William's secretary to get free chocolate bars from the staffroom, or on Julliana whenever I haven't done my assignments so that she could let me go," Jeff naughtily replied. 

"Oh God!" Luis remarked and they started laughing. They suddenly kept quiet when the book club came into view. They could see some of the attendees hunched up at a corner reading a book. Both boys' eyebrows Rose after realising that the book was Fifty Shades Of Grey. They then tiptoed all the way to the third floor, hoping that no one would notice them. They heaved a sigh of relief after finally reaching the third floor.

"What kind of book club reads Fifty Shades Of Grey?" Luis exclaimed as they searched for the history section. 

"I could swear that I had seen the bulges of almost twenty men in there. Are they trying to convert it into an orgy?" Jeff remarked and they giggled. 

They finally found the History section. They then got into the searching of suitable books. Luis was the first to find one.

"Hey, I think I found one," Luis called at Jeff, waving a book titled 'The Fall of Gaffernon' 

"Gaffernon?"

"Yeah, but you do Geography so you wouldn't know. Although they don't teach us that in History until Grade Eleven," Luis explained. They sat at the library desks and began perusing through the book.

"Here," Jeff pointed to a paragraph and began reading it. 

"The myth about the Expiravit of Middlewood is perhaps the most common story that is used to explain what really happened to Gaffernon at that time. It is said that a young princess from afar had come to take back the invaluable Dragon Pearl Necklace from the then Queen, Gaia Smith. It is said that she was caught stealing it, and opted to jump out of the window rather than be locked in the dungeons. It is that fall that led to her death with spears piercing through her body. However a few days later, the King and Queen were reported to be missing, with nothing but blood stains on their bedroom. It was perceived that the princess had come back for her revenge, thus she earned the name Expiravit, Latin for 'ghost'. However, it is unclear what had happened the day of the disappearance, and after the people had shifted to the democratic government they opted to change the castle into something more appropriate and useful for the town, thus it was converted to a school, Algernon High, or what is known nowadays, Arabella Academy."

"Wait, so you mean I have been learning in a century-old castle?!" Jeff exclaimed.

"Could be even three centuries, it was a castle for the ruling families of Gaffernon," answered Luis.

"At this rate I might even find our house is older than that school."

They were interrupted by the sound of three people rushing from the stairs into their floor. They were two boys and a girl. Luis and Jeff instantly recognised them from Panterbaker High. They rushed to hide behind a bookshelf and watched silently as the three made their way into the corner. Then to Jeff and Luis' complete dismay, they began kissing and fondling each other as the two boys placed the girl on the table. Luis was further shocked when Jeff took out his phone and began recording the three, he gave him a shove and dragged him silently to the stairs where they eventually left, but not after a resistance from Jeff who wanted to get more footage of the three. 

"What was that for?" Luis asked as they both laughed at what they had just witnessed.

"You know we have a feud with those assholes. I just wanted some leverage," Jeff defended himself. "I knew that wasn't a book club."

They decided to go back home and rest, ready for tomorrow's regroup. Luis took Jeff home, and they stopped to say their goodbyes at the front gate.

"Now I know why Marcus likes to hang out with you. You're so much fun to be with," Luis confessed.

"Don't make me choose because you're going to be very disappointed," Jeff replied.

"If I would have been brave I would have approached you before he did"

"So you've been stalking me?" 

"No, but I've been seeing you," Luis said, giving Jeff one of his signature smiles. Jeff felt all energy leaving him at that smile.

'I'm never going to get over that smile,' he thought to himself.

"You're still a stalker."

"Call me whatever you want," Luis smirked.

"I guess it's time for me to go," Jeff sighed. "It's been beautiful, today I mean."

"Yeah," Luis replied, his blue eyes glowing. "Goodbye Jefferson."

"Don't call me Jefferson," Jeff joked. "No one calls me that except my mother." 

Jeff then entered his compound and walked up to the porch. He paused before knocking the door and turned back, hoping that whoever had brought him was looking back too.

And he wasn't disappointed.

[Book One of the Arabella Academy Series]

He didn't expect a murder to drastically change his life.

When a fellow student is brutally murdered in Arabella Academy, Marcus thought that it was an unfortunate incident that would soon be forgotten in the naturally peaceful life of Middlewood. However, his curiosity gets the better of him and upon being at the wrong place in the wrong time, realises that it's up to him and his friends to figure out why Sheila was killed. He dives into the detective business where after a few coincidences and a whole lot of bad luck, he discovers that the murder was tied to him in so many ways. This leads to a hunt to find the Dragon Pearl Necklace, a piece of jewellery which had been for so long nothing but a myth, and which will give an answer as to who really killed Sheila. The search for it reveals a lot about his life that he had never heard of, shifting his life to a completely different direction. Arabella Academy is no different, as many will come to realise its perfect nature was almost imperfect as the secrets that have been kept behind its walls are finally brought to light, one after the other. It is a journey which will change Marcus' life completely, and one in which he will experience support, pain, danger, heartbreak, betrayal, anger and endearing love.

The hunter becomes the hunted and the hunted becomes the hunter.

Will Marcus find the killer before he gets to him?

[ Coming, James, System is coming. ]
[ Achievement Unlocked: A Quick One ]
[ In order to appease you, System has used it's own hard-earned savings from centuries of blood, sweat, and toil to skip the next two missions. System is broke now. Hope you're happy. ]
[ Reward: Auto-Completion of next two missions. ]
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"That's much better," said James.
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[ Mission Completed: Second Base. ]
[ Achievement Unlocked: A Feel For This Now ]
[ Now that you've gotten a few hands on you, you're really starting to get a good grasp of this. ]
[ Reward: Hand History. ]
[ Perk Unlocked: Hand History - You can now review your historical gambling actions and have System critique and share some advice. ]
[ Sometimes replaying those hands in your mind can give you a good feeling. ]
[ Mission Unlocked: Third Base - Spend $100 on the system to unlock the final step of the tutorial. ]
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James rolled his eyes. These names and descriptions...
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[ Mission Completed: Third Base. ]
[ Achievement Unlocked: Getting a Head ... of Steam. ]
[ You're starting to feel warm and comfortable as you bob along on your journey to the finish line. ]
[ Reward: Active Participation ]
[ Perk Unlocked: Active Participation - Active skills are now available to unlock. System can now also give you more live help beyond probabilities, rules, and slang. ]
[ It's like having a partner with great skills. Much better than solo play. ]
[ Mission Unlocked: The Final Frontier - Spend $1000 on the system to complete the tutorial. ]
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James was flabbergasted. Although the benefits were great, he could not help but feel a little bit dirty. He was beginning to suspect that the system had been programmed or created by someone with a mind not just halfway in, but completely in the gutter.
"Active skills and history review, huh. That's much better than a lame stat upgrade. We're finally getting into the good stuff," James commented.
"Let's try the history review. Something felt a bit fishy about how Mr Lee handled his wager."
A virtual screen appeared in front of James' eyes and started to replay the events that had happened earlier that day.
Mr Lee turning around and scribbling on a small piece of paper before folding it and putting it into his left pants pocket....
Mr Lee turning back to face James and the class and asking James a couple of questions...
James thinking about and delivering the answers to the class...
Mr Lee's face changing and a couple of sweat drops appearing on his forehead...
Finally, Mr Lee reaching his hand into his right pants pocket and pulling out a folded piece of paper before slowly unfolding it and announcing the result to the rest of the class.
"Wait a minute. He put the first paper into his left pocket but took another piece of paper out from the right pocket. What a dirty rat! He cheated!"
James felt all of his prior respect and gratefulness to Mr Lee disappear. He should have won the hundred dollars!
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[ Achievement Unlocked: Cheated On ]
[ Once bitten, twice shy. Now that you've experienced being cheated on, maybe it's time for you to turn the tables in the future. ]
[ Reward: Peek ]
[ Active Skill Unlocked: Peek - Allows you to look at a player's hidden cards. Consumes 1 charge per use. Gains 1 charge every time you find someone cheating against you. 1 charge currently available. ]
[ Almost like being able to see through someone's clothes. A highly voyeuristic skill. ]
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James reined in his anger. Despite being cheated against, and after all of the events, he had come out ahead.
If Mr Lee had not cheated, he would still be ten dollars shy of completing the third base mission, and he would not have unlocked this active skill. With this skill, he now had even higher hopes about being able to perform at Phil's game this weekend.
"Going forward, I'll have to be more careful and aware." James reminded himself.
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Now that James had spent all his winnings and progressed as far as he could in unlocking the system, he turned his attention back to the letter that his dad had left him.
After reading it a few more times and wallowing in his feelings, James decided to pen a quick reply.
"Dad. I don't know when I will next see you. I hope it is soon, and that this will all blow over. Regardless, I will dominate the game this weekend and follow your path to the end. I promise to you that I will make you proud."
James finished his short note and left it under the keyboard on the desk with a small corner peeking out. Even if his father never got to read it, James knew that, in the future, he would be able to look at it and remember the inspiration and determination that he held at that moment...
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The rest of the week passed routinely, and soon it was noon on Saturday.
James cleaned up the safe room as he prepared to go to battle. The "Texas Hold'em for Dummies" book that had held his dad's legacy to him was laid out neatly on the desk next to the keyboard.
He had gone to the bank to empty his savings account and had even snuck upstairs to collect the spilled coins from his broken little piggy bank. The apartment looked just the way it had when James left it. It was clear that no one had made an effort to clean it up.
After exchanging the coins for bills, all of James' life savings fit comfortably into a small envelope the bank had given him. It was just a dollar short of five hundred. This envelope rested in the front pocket of his backpack and represented all the hope and ammunition that he had to pursue his new goal.
From the address that Phil had given him, James knew that Phil lived in the rich man's neighborhood on the other side of town.
It was about one and the half times the distance from his safe room to school in the other direction. James also knew that it would take at least two and a half hours to get there. Not daring to be late, James decided to leave then. It was important for him to not to give Phil any more reason than he already had to make his life difficult. After all, the next day could very well determine his and possibly his parents' fate.
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Meanwhile, as James was walking towards his uncertain future, a much less optimistic scene was taking place in an abandoned warehouse unit on the far edges of the city...
A disembodied voice came from the shadowed corners of the warehouse.
"Well Mr Jones, I'm glad you finally decided to show up."
The target of those words sat trussed up in a cheap looking metal chair bolted to the ground in the middle of the warehouse unit. The floor surrounding him was bare concrete, and above him lay a naked light bulb connected by a thin wire running up to and across the ceiling.
Seated next to him, equally bound in an identically set up metal chair, was a middle-aged woman who had clearly seen better days. Despite her best efforts to sit with dignity, she was leaning forward against her bounds, clearly on the edge of exhaustion. Dark streaks of dirt and grime covered her face, except for two thin reedy lighter streams of gray where her past tears had worn some purchase. Her eyes were dead and hopeless.
Unlike the person being addressed, she had also been gagged.
These were James' parents. Mr and Mrs Jones of unit #07-07.
"What do you want? Let my wife go. She's innocent. She knows nothing." James' father said quickly.
"I want some answers from you," came the droll reply. "But first, let me show you the penalty of lying."
A gunshot came from the direction of the voice. From the flash, Mr Jones noted that his assailant was wearing what looked like a business suit, and had cold, emotionless eyes.
Mr Jones flicked his eyes down, noting with surprise the lack of blood on his body.
Then, he heard a slightly muffled high-pitched scream. With a sense of panic, he turned to look at his wife. She was now leaning fully forward, with only the tape binding her as her support, screaming against the gag in her mouth. Fresh tears had formed, filled, and left her hollowed eyes, creating new channels of lighter gray against the mottled shades on her face. A rapidly spreading crimson stain could be seen on the lower right leg of her pants, just below the crease of the knee.
"I am very disappointed in how long it took you to come to us, Mr Jones. The next bullet will take the left leg. If you still need convincing after that, the third bullet will be centered and nine inches higher."
"I'll tell you everything. Please. I swear I will. Don't hurt my wife, take me instead." Mr Jones blubbered.
"Oh, I will. Eventually. Now, where is the card?"
"It's in the book. I left it hidden in the Dummies book. Texas Hold'em for Dummies."
"Oh I'm disappointed, Mr Jones. There was no book by that title in your apartment. I thought you would be past trying to deceive me by now."
A second gunshot sounded, and the scream rose in pitch by another octave, now accompanied by muffled choking and coughing.
"I swear it's true! Maybe it's in my safe room. Same building, Apartment #02-05. Code 1116. Please, please, please don't hurt my wife. I'll do anything, just save her."
"Let me step outside and make a quick call to my associates. If you cooperate, I don't see why there's a reason to continue this little... exercise."

In a casino, there is a Blacklist. If you cheat, steal, or win too many times, then chances are you will find yourself invited to exit the premises and placed on the Blacklist.

Above the Blacklist, lies the Circle. Six mysterious individuals with incredulous tales attached to them. Millions and billions of dollars won in a single night.

Finally, above the Circle, lives a enigma. The enigma comprises only of a single word. Sanjay. He who is known as the God of Gamblers.

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Work in progress. I am a new writer just beginning to explore this world. Thank you for your patience.

Disclaimer: Gambling is for entertainment only. If you choose to bet, bet only what you can afford to lose.

For WPC #126.

Modesty went downstairs to breakfast, feeling refreshed she loved Su Jin Wei's bathroom, it was huge there was a separate tub and shower. So Su Jin Wei could take a shower at the same time as she took a bath. Modesty paused at the bottom step, where had that thought come from? When did she start thinking of Su Jin Wei so much? Modesty made it to the bottom floor but wasn't sure where the dining room or the kitchen was. So she just tried to follow the smell of food. As she walked towards what she guessed was the dining room, she heard voices and paused by the door.

"Sir are you sure that we should have the young miss living here? You both are unmarried I don't think it's a good idea." 

Song Lei paused looking for the right words. 

"I'm afraid others wouldn't understand." 

Su Jin Wei shot Song Lei an icy look and the bodyguard immediately shut up bowing his head. Modesty didn't know what Song Lei meant by others understanding. What did he think was going to happen? Did he think she and Su Jin Wei were going to have orgies? Was he into BDSM like in that book fifty shades of something? Was the bodyguard scared that he was going to kill her? In her country, men and women cohabitate in non-intimate as well as intimate relationships all the time. Modesty didn't see the problem, but this country was so different from hers. 

Was the bodyguard scared that she would cause problems for him, or he for her? Modesty knew that Su Jin Wei was dangerous, and yet somehow he didn't scare her. 

"She will stay."

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Only the clatter of the fork could be heard when Callea dropped it on the saucer. She didn't answer right away and kept on eating. She drank the juice while she observed the expectation in her boss' eyes as he watched her. "I am afraid it is a no, boss."

"But many fans are looking for you. These are loyal followers, Callea. You know, engagement is a big deal nowadays. They are hungry for your presence. I am sure your sales will go up the roof once you attend the event."

Her lips pressed together. They already agreed to maintain her air of mystery. But her boss wanted her to join the bandwagon that writers must engage with readers either online or in person. "I want to remain incognito. I am sorry, boss."

She bowed her head and she watched as her hand trembled on her lap. She didn't want to face people. She didn't know how to face tons of people without being afraid. In a book signing, she must look normal and interact like a normal person. She heard stories of how her boss makeover his writers to look the celebrity part.  It means showing her face to the public. Looking pretty again.

No way. She won't do that anymore.

He smiled sadly. "You can't blame a man for trying. I hope you will think about it, Callea. This incognito is starting to get old. Without engagement or presence in public, it would be a matter of time before your readers look for someone with a reachable branding. Someone they could talk to. Someone…. real."

Her head was still bowed down until Mattheu said his goodbyes. Marina showed her out. She didn't know who long she had been looking at her shaking hands while pondering the prospect of meeting people and her career on the line.

Where was her sense of gratitude to those people who appreciated her? Maybe if she was a normal person, she could attend that event. A part of her wanted to. But how would she do that if she was scared?

She heard footsteps and it stopped in front of her. "Who is that? Is that your suitor?"

She lifted her head and Deive was standing in front of her. He arrived from her Kuya Torque's farm. His skin looked beet red from staying from the sun. His face looked thunderous. "Ha?" she asked when she didn't get what he was saying at first.

"Who is that guy who just left in his flashy SUV? Is he your suitor?" he sneered. "What is his business coming here in his suit. Is he the one who brought the cake?" And he looked at the cake as if it was a gift from the devil.

He thought her boss was an admirer and his face was fifty shades of jealousy. She couldn't blame him because her boss was really dashing. He had a nice physique and almost as tall as Deive. He was successful and oozing with confidence even if he was only in his early thirties. And he was also a member of the exclusive Stallion Island Riding and Leisure Club that only the elites could join.

And Deive might revolt once he learned about her boss' portfolio. He might divert his jealousy on her precious cake. She didn't want to it go to waste.

"He's my publisher. He wants me to attend the book signing."

He calmed down and sat beside her. "Ah, I see. When is it?"

She shrugged her shoulders. "I am not interested. I am not going."

"That's too bad. Sidney showed me your Facebook page and blog reviews of your stories. Fans are clamoring for you. I mean, it is okay that you have this mysterious aura. But you know, you missed several book signings. Even a solo book signing would be fine for them. I am sure they will be happy if you will personally sign your books and you will get to talk to them. They really love you. If you will show up at the book signing, you can personally thank them. Can't you do it for your fans?"

She whined and closed her eyes. "Deive, you know I am not used to interacting with people especially to strangers."

"Why don't you try?"

She opened her eyes. "No. I don't want to be with a lot of people. I feel bare and vulnerable." She shooked her head and stood up. "I won't go. They should be satisfied to see my works. That's all I can share with them."

When she met Deieve's eyes, there was a challenge there. In the end, he just sighed. "Okay. I won't force you if you don't want to." He pecks a kiss on her forehead. "What else food did your publisher bring?"

She just smiled and called for Marina. But she didn't miss the sadness in Deive's eyes. Maybe he was frustrated that she wanted to hide from the world. She hoped that he would be patient with her and won't let her go.

An arranged marriage to a perfect bride.

To keep him in line, playboy Deive Hontiveros needs to marry Callea Lopez so he could start his own business. He thought he got lucky when he sees how beautiful and caring Callea is.

She lives in a haunted mansion though and he got plagued by a mysterious ghost of a woman and her cat from hell.

He must protect his bride at all cost. 

But what if Callea is one with the darkness?

I knocked on Mr. Boardmann's door. When he opened the door, his face lightened up and he held out his hands like he did yesterday. His hands appeared limp but they shook mine with force. I could feel my fingers being squashed to the bone. Like yesterday, I was the first to pull away. 

"Lila. I've missed you this morning." He spoke in a rather sedate tone which betrayed none of the more stirring emotions of yesterday. 

"Good evening, Mr. Boardmann." I said, mirroring his composed greeting. 

"I hope you slept a little better." I said, not really sure if I wanted to turn it into a question. 

"No nightmares for the first time in a month. What do you say?" He asked.

"That's good." I said. 

"I have to thank you for working your magic on me." He said. 

He made a sudden grasp for my hands again, and shook them with fervour. My fingers felt bruised. 

"It was hardly anything. I gave you a head massage. That was it." I said.

"Still, can you imagine all the difference it made to me?" He asked. 

It was not the deepness of his voice, but the withholding of some emotion which touched me. But I had no standard answer to that. In fact I did not have any standard answers to emotional questions.

"I have a list of places worthy to visit in this suburb." I said, instead. 

I handed him one of my standard notebooks. He took the book and he browsed through my research. 

"What the..." He said.

My heart nearly thumped out. What was wrong this time? How could it possibly go wrong?

"Goodness, Lila, you sorted out places based on your own invented scale- you call it the scale of emptiness. The higher up the scale, the emptier the place from tourists." He said, looking at me if I had gone completely crazy. 

"Yes, that's right." I said, wondering about the big fuss. 

He did not like crowded places, so I had compiled touristic places based on their emptiness and the corresponding off-peak times to visit.

He looked at my handwritten notebook again which ran into fifty pages, comprising fifty different places. 

"How did you find the time to do this?" He asked. 

"I had the whole day, Mr. Boardmann. Furthermore I did not feel like painting the walls today." I said, smiling a little. 

It was pure laziness. The poor walls had to wait another day to see dark shades of lilac gradually swirling upwards into pale lilac clouds.

"All this for me?" He asked. 

"Yes. I hoped that since you are new here, this might help. I had great fun compiling the list myself." I said. 

"You amaze me, Lila." He said, speaking like he was in awe.

I managed a little smile and then I looked haphazardly at the living room behind him. Personal attention made me feel uncomfortable.

All my life I came in second best or worst, neglected. It was difficult to acknowledge the turn of the tide for the odd situation. My momentum had not quite adjusted itself and I needed time.

I omitted to say that I had in my own notebook, a condensed version of what I gave him. I had a whole list of tourist hangouts should he ask again. Realizing that it seemed quite petty as if I were doing a school assignment, I convinced myself that I was not wasting time with this. Who knows if future clients were to ask similar questions? It could very well be the first time they set foot in this suburb. 

The penthouse suite building was new, after all. There were bound to be potential loaded clients from the city requiring escort services. These penthouse suites could double-up as hangouts away from their main home, giving them all the privacy they needed for clandestine one-night stands. 

I also had another topic of interest in my notebook. No staring at the piano! My personal interest shall not be a topic of discussion. I did not mix my personal life with work.

One last glance at him, one last glance at the penthouse suite, and then I was a minuscule creature below the grand marble arch entrance of the penthouse suite; the residence of the wealthy in the suburbs. 

Then I took a few steps further to the boulevard ahead of me. I dared not turn back for I might just change my mind and run back to his suite; knocking like crazy on his door, begging him to let me in.

The breeze became more volatile the further I left the boulevard. I walked towards the coastline. Sand made its way into my ballet flats, causing my skin to feel its rough friction against my flats, but I was too determined to be distracted by it. 

Then I walked towards the rising tide. I saw waves; its crests subtle and light in movement. 

Now, at the edge of land and sea, the sun had yet to shine and the moon yet to fade away. 

I felt that I was here; I knew I was here; I could feel my joy and my sorrow; everything and nothing flashed before me. I brushed the flapping shawl away from my chest and touched the icy cold moonstone at my neck. 

I felt the weight of the world in a tiny moonstone; a stone which had been with me throughout my life, dangling in front of me like a sacred pendant. 

Gazing at the stone, I knew I could no longer keep it. That time had passed. I wanted to move on, and the stone reminded me of all that was; the pain, the joy, the sorrow.

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