Sometimes happy endings are never truly there. These are some short tales about very unfortunate people. I try to start each chapter with a pun linked to what the chapter will be about. Sometimes they're pretty bad ^^; Hope you enjoy!

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names , characters, businesses , songs,places ,events and incidents are either products of the author's imagination or uses in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental.

A/N

Hi guys! Merry Christmas and Happy New year! 🎉🎉🎊🎊🎇🎆.
Eto ang isa sa mga story na naisip kong isulat dito. Just trying 😁kung magiging maganda ang resulta and di ako isang pro writer kaya naman maaring magkaroon ng  errors sa bawat parts  but  still hope you like it 😄.

This time , we'll bring it into the next level :)  .  Feel the experience of being the antagonist , villain and the bad guys in the story . Join the main character on the road to domination and revenge against the protagonist :) . Happy reading guys 

Theme song of the Story : " Bring me to Life " by:  Evanescence 

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Lagi akong natutuwang magbasa ng mga iba't ibang story galing sa napakaraming libro na nabibili ko dati . Mas lalong naging hilig ko ang pagbabasa nang matuklasan ko napakaraming collection ng mga stories mula sa iba't ibang mga authors sa internet na libreng basahin.

Bawat story , magkakaiba man ng plot or nang genre , may kanya-kanyang main characters or protagonists kung tawagin. Bawat isa ay unique  dahil sa kanilang mga  notable na kakayahan , ugali , katangian at iba pa. 

Happy endings... 

Ayan ang di lagi mawawala sa mga story na mababasa mo ngayon na gaya nga ng mga fairytales noon ,di mawawala ang happily ever after. 

Isa pa ay ang pagkakaroon ng  lovelife ng bawat mahahalagang tauhan sa story lalo na yung bida ,na kung minsan pa nga nilalagyan pa nila ng love triangle eh involving yung bida at dalawang nagmamahal sa kanya or a love triangle between the protagonist at antagonist kaya doon na din nabubuo ang plot nila. 

Ganun lagi di ba?  

Lalagyan nila ng konting twist , mahihirapan ang bida pansalamantalang mananalo ang kontrabida  but still in the end , mananalo pa rin ang bida. 

Ganyan lagi ang bawat story ngayon. Happy endings , Happy lovelife , ang ordinaryo at simpleng  na bida will turn into a hero and boom ! Lahat ay magiging perfect.

Nagsimula ako sa pagkukuwento ng tungkol sa mga story na nabasa ko para  sa dalawang dahilan...

Una , ay obvious  naman na syempre may kaugnayan ito sa lahat ng mga isusulat ko dito.

The other reason is:

Ang lahat isusulat ko ay totoong nangyari..

I don't expect you to believe me I wouldn't believe it myself if I hadn't lived it but it is. Matapos ang lahat ,napagpasyahan kong isulat ang lahat dito mismo dahil di ko alam kung magkakaroon pa ng pagkakataon ang iba na malaman ang lahat ng ito kaya dito ...dito ko sasabihin..

The thing about real life is , pag nagkamali ka ,laging may consequences agad . Sa mga libro , ang mga bida ay puwedeng magkamali as many as they like. It doesn't matter what they do, dahil ang magiging ayos din naman ang lahat sa huli. Matatalo nila ang mga masasama at  itatama ang lahat at ang lahat ay magiging ok na ulit.

In real life, di laging happy endings dahil life goes on at mahirap magsalita ng tapus . Pag tumawid ka sa daan without paying attention sa mga dumaan na mga sasakyan ,mababangga ka. Pag nahulog ka sa puno , mababalian ka ng buto.

Real life's nasty. It's cruel. Aminin natin yan. Walang mga bida o mga heroes at  happy endings and the way things should be. In real life, nangyayari ang mga masasamang bagay sa ayaw man natin o sa gusto. People die. Fights are lost. Evil often wins.

Yan ang gusto kong linawin bago ako magsimula.

One more thing: ako nga pala si  Darren Hale . Maaring di na yun mahalaga matapos nang lahat ngunit gusto ko pa rin magpakilala kahit nagbago na ang lahat ng tungkol sa akin. Maaring nagtataka kayo  kung bakit  pati  ang pangalan ko ay di na mahalaga ... well, by the time you get to the end, maiintindihan nyo din..

Gusto kong magpasalamat sa mga mababanggit kong tao dito ,dahil naging parte sila ng buhay ko. Ngunit ngayon ay isa lang ang tanging hinihingi ko sa kanilang lahat...  Walang iba kundi ang kapatawaran ..

Anyway, that's enough of an introduction. If you're ready, let's begin. Dito ko ilalahad sa inyo ang lahat ng nangyari , ang kwento ,ang katotohanan sa likod ng nakakagimbal na  trahedya na nangyari . 
...

Gusto kong maging totoo , so I have to begin where it really started.

It started in a toilet.

"You should know how hard it is to adjust to this reality of seeing you look at me as if I were a stranger to you once again," Death whispered brokenly.

Death's side brought tears in her eyes. She never knew someone had the patience to wait that long. The courage and will it took for him to admire her from afar. Not to be able to touch the one you love is already plain torture, how much more if that person fails to remember who you are.

"I'm sorry for not recovering my memories sooner, my love," she said. The endearment, it seemed so right for her to say that. But she knew better.

He shook his head, "no. It's not your fault. I deserve this. I deserve to be alone."

She walked towards him yet still kept a safe distance, "no one deserves to be alone. Even the evilest person deserves someone as much as good people do. In your case, you have me. You have me yet we can't be together."

Life seemed smarter and wiser now, and Death was proud of it. He felt like he was one of the reasons why she did. If he hadn't decided to sacrifice his time with her and stayed away, who knows what might happen again. Maybe history would repeat itself. And he doesn't want that. This time, he learned what was essential, right, and just. And that is sacrifice. Sacrifice the things you love for even better rewards. He sacrificed his love for her and in return, he witnessed something great. Life grew wiser, she knew that they will never be together. She will always be the sun, and he, the moon. Whenever he is gone, she is there. And whenever she is gone, he is there. They are like two parallel lines, never too meet each other's ends.

Their love might have ended badly but he learned the most sine qua non thing about living. They both did.

Love isn't always about being happy with the person you are in love with. Maybe, just maybe, sometimes it meant sacrificing your happiness for the freedom of your love. Not all of us get to have our own happy endings, but at least, we were given the ending we all deserved. It may not be happy but at least, the journey made you happy, even if it was just for a short while.

We must accept our fate and wherever the journey of life takes us.

And so, that night, under the mercy of the cold, pale moonlight and twinkling stars. Under the same tree, Life and Death bid each other goodbye, accepting whatever their fate was. And that is, they will never be together. Life will always come after death, and never will these two meet. When life is gone, death takes place. And whenever it's time for a new life, death leaves and life supersedes death. This is the cycle of life, never will these two meet again.

This was a legend of love and pain. A legend of how life and death came to be. How life and death are two different things. Life and death are two essential things. Yet we must know we can't have both. We must all know that no matter how essential something is, there would always be a catch. For Life and Death's part, they are two important souls yet they are destined not for each other, but to be alone forever.

This was a story of how Life and Death were one; when the birds used to sing enchanting melodies of love and hope; when the clouds used to cry tears clearer than of diamonds; when the sun used to shine brighter than a thousand fireflies; when the flowers used to bloom so beautifully and not wilt; when the world was just so young. And these all happened... Once upon a time.

FIN

Love is beautiful... but what about forbidden love?

Once upon a time...? Isn't that how a story is supposed to start? Isn't that just for happy stories with happy endings? If I was to say "Once upon a time" would that be a lie? I don't know. Anyways, this story has to start at some point. I don't know when I don't know how. All I know, is that it's going to have a bumpy start.

For me, otome games are a very brilliant idea that a human had ever made.
 
It is a form of entertainment that lets you explore different cultures and places by just playing it. Also, I personally prefer playing otome games because you are the protagonist of the story. It means that you also have the ability to see and control to your own life. By just picking the best answers given to you by the system, the flow of the story will certainly bring you to a satisfying ending.
 
A lot of otome games these days attract the players by its beautiful CGs, background music that add a huge impact to the story, and the voice actors and actresses who give more life to the characters of the story. The gameplay of each game should be smooth or else, the quality of the game will be destroyed. 
 
And let us not forget about the capture targets of these games. These capture targets are usually almost perfect. They are visually attractive, always the best when it comes to their own work, and has an aura that attracts the people around them. But you know what really attracts me the most? 
 
It is their backstory!
 
Usually, the most successful capture target in the game has the most heartbreaking backstory. Like someone they trusted the most betrayed them that's why they don't want to trust in others again, or their past lover treated them like some dispensable garbage so they don't believe in love again, or their family abused or ignored them that is why they are always cold and aloof. 
 
By just knowing their backstories, as a loyal otome player, you will have the urge to protect them and fix their broken hearts again. 
But let us not forget the critical element of a good otome game. And this is the plot of the story. Otome games are obviously a game with a love story. But a love story itself is not enough to make an otome game a huge success. 
 
Aside from romance, an otome game should also have a good character development. Just like in real life, appearance is not enough to make someone fall in love with them. They should also have a good personality and attitude. 
 
The target of these games is mostly girls. And of course, I am not an exemption from it. 
 
Yesterday, I tried the latest otome game released in the online market last month. The title of this game is Midnight Lovers Rendevouz. I bought this otome game because of its high ratings and good reviews from the other players. Because I am the type of person who always believed in other's opinions, I bought this game even though it is a bit expensive.
 
Midnight Lovers Rendevouz or MiLoRe for short, is a sexy love otome game with four attractive capture targets. But in reality, there are really five capture targets. The hidden capture target will be revealed once you get a fifty percent of love points from each of the four capture targets.
 
The goal of this game is to raise the love points of your chosen capture target and achieve their happy endings. This will be achieved by giving them the right choices of answers and using some items that raise their favorability points.
The story starts when the Main Character or MC will resign from her job as a designer in a huge company. She will leave the company along with its unreasonable boss who wants to sell her designs and use someone's name as the creator of it. And the reason the boss gave to her? He said that as a senior employee, she should help their newcomer to be successful too in the fashion world.
 
If I were the MC, I will also do the same. Who the hell will approve of that reason? Just because you are a senior employee, you should give your works to your juniors to make them successful too? That's bullshit.
 
Anyways, after the MC left her company, she will meet the four capture targets one by one. Three of the capture targets will be her workmates while the other one will be her new neighbor. It's up to the player if they will focus on only one capture target or the player will still communicate and try to raise the other capture target's love points.
 
You only need to choose your favorite capture target, raise his love points and get a happy ending. Seems simple, right? This is also what I thought about this game.
 
Wrong. Very wrong.
 
These reviews and ratings are all lies! They are all a freaking scam! This is not the typical otome game I've played before!
 
Some of the choices given by the system are not giving the player any favorability points towards their chosen character. Instead, if you choose the wrong answer, either the love points will reduce by ten points and you'll possibly get a bad ending. And what's more? I need to pay a hundred dollars if I want to unlock the hidden chapters of the game!
 
I've already paid a huge sum of money to buy this game and I still have to pay another hundred dollars just to unlock the hidden chapters? That's freakingly ridiculous! 
 
Though there is still a way to unlock the hidden chapters. The player just needs to finish the hidden capture target's route and earn a hundred percent of love points from him. But how am I supposed to do it if I can't even raise my favorability points with the four capture targets in this game to know his identity? 
 
Ever since I bought this game, I never get a chance to finish anyone's route. It is because I keep on choosing the wrong answers which leads me to a bad ending. But just like an obsessed woman, I keep on trying to get at least half of the characters' love points so I will know who is the hidden capture target while cursing the game producers of MiDoRe in my heart.
 
After getting another bad ending, I let out a tired sigh and throw my phone on the bed. MiDoRe is actually stressing me out! Otome games should be a game full of fun and cheesy storylines. It should not be like this! Massaging my temples with my fingers, I reach for my phone and find the reset button from the menu bar.
 
One more time! 
 
I will play this otome game one more time and try to reveal the hidden character's identity. If I ever fail again this time, I will surely give this game a zero rating and a lot of bad comments.
 
But the moment I click the reset button, I suddenly feel a little dizzy and drop my phone on the floor. A buzzing sound is ringing in my ears and it gets louder every second. I instinctively cover my ears with my hands and close my eyes, hoping that the sound will disappear. 
 
After a few minutes, the disturbing sound stops. I removed my hands covering my ears and slowly open my eyes. But...
"Ms. Claudine Dowilton."
 
"Huh?"
"Are you okay?"
 
Mother of blue pearl! Why...
 
"Ms. Dowilton, did you hear what I said just now?"
 
How did I become the protagonist of an otome game? 

The moment I opened my eyes, I surprisingly discovered that I reincarnated as the protagonist of an otome game entitled Midnight Lovers Rendezvous or MiLoRe for short.
 
For a loyal otome player like me, it is actually a good thing. If not for its dangerous bad endings everywhere! 
 
Fortunately, a system will help me to survive in this world. The only choices I can get is to either to raise the love points with one of the capture targets and maintain it until I reach a happy ending or to avoid all of them. 
 
My choice? I will avoid them all! It is a better choice instead of risking my life trying to raise their points. 
 
But why do their favorability points keep on raising even though I am trying my best to avoid them? It doesn't even happen while I'm playing this game before!

Song Yuanxi paused for a moment after hearing this. She furrowed her brow and looked at Su Meimei intently. "You are?"
Su Meimei replied, "I'm a reporter from G8ssip Daily News. I wonder if you know a woman by the name of Qiao Lian? She's involved with Best Actor Shen, and I saw with my own eyes Best Actor Shen coming to our news agency to pick her up after work."
After she said this, she narrowed her eyes.
All at once, she was feeling really good about what she had done.
Ever since she had discovered that Qiao Lian and Best Actor Shen had something going on between them, she had had to guard this secret.
But seeing Qiao Lian so nonchalant about the whole thing made her downright angry.
Now she could finally get her revenge!
Although Mrs Shen looked delicate and weak, the fact that she had managed to marry Best Actor Shen meant that she was not a simple person.
Now that his legal wife knew about the third party, Qiao Lian was way out of luck.
She narrowed her eyes with glee and waited for a response from Song Yuanxi. However, a big disappointment awaited her, as Song Yuanxi frowned and said, "Sorry, I'm afraid you've got the wrong person."
As she said this, she walked to the door. However, her nervous reaction caused Su Meimei to misunderstand. 
She followed her closely. "Mrs Shen, our news agency has received a picture with both you and Best Actor Shen in it. The image was very clear and I recognize you!" 
Song Yuanxi's body tensed up and she trembled very slightly. "You—"
"Mrs Shen, are you really so willing to allow a vixen to seduce your own husband? Mrs Shen, you—"
"I just said it, you've got the wrong person. I'm not Mrs Shen."
Song Yuanxi frowned and walked out of the room.
Seeing how she had been reacting so far, Su Meimei could only step forward and fumbled around in her pocket looking for a name card. She shoved the name card into Song Yuanxi's hand. "Mrs Shen! I know that no woman would be happy about having their own husband stolen by a vixen. If you wish to know the details, you know who to call." 
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Su Meimei had done an interview for a news report and even seen the rumoured Mrs Shen. That put her in an extremely good mood.
On returning to the news agency, she began to direct snide remarks at Qiao Lian again. "Some people are shameless enough to seduce married men. Sigh… But nowadays third parties hardly have happy endings. Qiao Lian, don't you think so?"
Qiao Lian was working on a few reports with Shi Nianyao. When she heard Su Meimei's words, she looked to the corridor and retorted with an equal amount of sarcasm, "Well, it seems like you, Su Meimei, are extremely familiar with third party's endings."
"You-" cried the annoyed Su Meimei, "How shameless can you get!"
Qiao Lian immediately smiled and covered her own face. "Please don't envy me. The only slight difference is that I have more collagen than you do." 
Su Meimei was so infuriated that she couldn't speak.
She had never seen such a shameless person.
She turned around and stormed away.
Qiao Lian continued her discussion with Shi Nianyao, "There are two stories we need to chase down this afternoon. We'll split them and take one each. We'll write our reports separately, it'll be a lot quicker this way." 
Shi Nianyao nodded.
Qiao Lian looked at the assignment she was holding and frowned.
They couldn't work on the story around the identity of Mrs Shen, hence they had to take on an alternative story that was equally huge.
She wondered if a story about Xin Jin Entertainment's fresh-faced beauty Fan Lu would distract the attention from Mrs Shen. Fan Lu was rumoured to be a third party and a homewrecker. 
No matter what, it was a good possibility.
Qiao Lian had the urge to give it a try.
She recalled the previous contact she had had with Fan Lu.
Before Fan Lu became famous, whenever she saw reporters, she would suck up to them.


They say the greatest blessing is marrying the idol you always dreamed of.

But Qiao Lian knows that reality is different...

The Internet claims that Best Actor Shen Liangchuan is a male god who is unaffected by any sexual drive, but Qiao Lian vehemently disagrees. It's a lie!

After finally carrying out the contract, Qiao Lian burst out, "I want a divorce! I don't want such a life!"

"Of course I am not bad. I am the most gifted genius when it comes to cultivation. Did you really think that I wouldn't be able to answer such a question? Hehehe. Let me tell you this, old man. You can ask me any question at any time, and I will definitely stump you with my answers. I might even teach you a thing or two." Jason immediately boasted, puffing his chest out as much as he could.

"Alright alright, that's enough. Stop being so full of yourself" reprimanded the old man as he rolled his eyes.

"Ah, right. Master, I had a question for you that came to my mind just now"

"Ask away" 

"Master, if anyone could develop an affinity for any element, then given time, wouldn't everyone be highly proficient in using all the basic elements by slowly developing their affinities? Does this mean that experts can use all the different basic elements?" Jason asked.

"Did you think developing affinity is akin to growing cabbages?" sneered the old man before continuing "Why don't you think and try to come up with the answer?"

Jason nodded and started to think. This time, he paid more attention to his state of mind so as to not miss any peculiarities that he might undergo.

Unfortunately, even though he tried, this time nothing happened. No matter what, he could not detect any form of abnormalities. 

'Strange. Why is nothing happening to me this time, even though I am trying to think hard? Does this technique have some kind of cooldown attached to itself? Damn it, this is all so confusing'

"Erm, master, I am feeling a little muddleheaded right now. I am unable to find the answer. Could you help me with it?" Jason replied in an embarrassed tone.

'Didn't you claim yourself to be the most gifted genius? What happened now?' snickered the old man in his mind as he started explaining.

"It is not at all easy to keep on developing affinities towards elements. Once you develop an affinity with an element other than your primary element, developing yet another affinity is so difficult that many people would never be able to do so. Only the most talented prodigies have been able to develop affinities towards more than 3 elements before reaching a certain stage in cultivation."

"Why is there such a limit, master? asked Jason politely.

"The reason is pretty simple. When we talk about affinity, it is nothing but how efficiently your brain is able to carry out the process of conversion of the energy within your body into any particular element. So that means that if you have a natural affinity to the darkness element, your brain is very efficient at converting your energy into the darkness element. Every element has a different way in which the energy needs to be channelized in order to successfully manifest."

"As you try to develop more and more affinities, the brain starts to reject learning further ways to convert the energy into elements. So, while developing your third elemental affinity, the brain would vigorously reject learning new methods. Many cases have been recorded where people tried to forcibly feed the brain with the ways of converting energy, and none of them had happy endings."

"What exactly happened to them, master?" inquired Jason.

"Well, some people who were more fortunate just lost their ability to cultivate as the brain mistakenly combined different ways of manifesting different elements into a single cast. These people ruptured their energy channels and were unable to cultivate ever again."

Jason started sweating. "And what about the unfortunate ones?" he asked nervously.

"The unfortunate ones were the ones who actually converted their energy into weird elements that combined different basic elements. Although combining elements is not unheard of, as they combined various elements haphazardly, they were unable to control the conversion, thus spelling their doom."

"The endings were different for different people. Some people were unable to stop the conversion, resulting in the conversion of all their energy including their life force into these weird elements. Some became corrupted and lost control over their mind, and had to be killed to stop the destruction they brought in. Long story short, none of them survived." 

Jason slightly trembled as he listened to his master's words and imagined those horrible deaths. He mentally made a note not to try to develop an affinity towards more than two elements.

Reed, as if reading his mind, laughed.

"Haha, my boy, are you afraid now? If you wish to back out, I won't stop you"

"Not at all, master. However, I had a question. How is someone supposed to 'destroy' her affinity towards any particular element in order to learn a new one? I think that this might be relevant for someone who realizes that she has chosen an incorrect element and wishes to change it into another element that would complement her primary element better?" 

"I understand your question. There are many ways to deal with it. One way would be to consume available medicines that can reduce or destroy your affinity as they reset the brain's pathways. But they will also negatively impact your primary elemental affinity."

"Another way could be to completely stop converting your energy into that particular element. The brain would slowly forget the associated methods with that particular element. But this could take a lot of time."

"The most common way would be to increase your strength. The limitations of the brain are only applicable to people who have not advanced their cultivation. Once you reach a certain amount of strength, you would be able to have a certain amount of control over your brain. At that point, you can develop any affinity you wish."

"What? You can control your brain? How is this possible?" exclaimed Jason, completely shocked by this new piece of information.

"Why should it not be possible? Cultivators who have certain amounts of strength can control all their internal organs including brain, heart, lungs, etc. It is no big deal." Reed calmly explained.

Unconsciously, Jason's mouth formed an 'O' shape as he heard Reed's explanation about the powers that cultivation could grant you.

'Looks like the world of cultivation is going to be really interesting' he thought silently.

A slow paced weak-to-strong novel. 


Jason Taylor, a boy considered to be a burden on the face of planet earth, gets the chance of a lifetime by gaining the favor of the first immortal in the history of cultivation. This is the story of his adventure of rising to the summit while conquering nations and beauties. 
“Old man, I don’t give a frat about you and your techniques”
“If you don’t call me great master, forget about the recipe of the god slaying poison pill”
“Great master, I mean Lord Ancestor, please pay no heed to my previous words. This lowly one’s tongue slipped”
And the journey begins….

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"The heart was made to be broken." - Oscar Wilde



Before I started writing The Broom Closet (Book 1), I knew it would end at Cece's heartbreak. It was as intended. Other than the fact that I wrote her character when I was heartbroken (haha). There are endings in our lives that has no certainty of what happens next, and we all figure it out in different ways.
Erotica aside, there is a love story here, a forbidden one. Yes, we all like a happy ending, but for me, it's relative. What is a happy ending? Or at least, in the case of my lead characters, what should be their happy ending?
A 17 year old girl who had her first love with the least possible of men she could be with. Then a man with a complicated past, who literally can have anyone he wants, fell for someone he should never be with.
Not highly unusual, it happens. But there is a thin line here between what is right and what love can do. Love isn't always moral, yes, neither is it ever always right. Even if age doesn't really matter, it's not the only problem here. Honestly, I am still figuring out what will happen to Cece and Teacher Kim. Your thoughts and opinions could help with it, if you may :)
My first intention was to write an erotica, 'cuz it's fun. But at the time that I was writing it, there were emotions involved and I couldn't help but include a love story that, as I was feeling at the moment, would end in a heartbreak that I don't know the ending.
Nevertheless, I realised, Book 1 kicked-off the entire series. It's a Chronicles of Secrets, so just when you think you already know the stories, well, you don't. I've been having fun plotting the entire series and even I surprised myself with my revelations. haha. As the book progresses, there will be more revelations from different characters, more twists and turns, and I hope you'll continue to support.
And lastly, I write this series for the naughty peeps like you. Haha. You can expect some dramas but with lots and lots of naughtiness. The series is mainly erotica after all, should be no judgement here.
Thank you for giving my story a chance. Happy reading :)

I've never given much thought to how I'd lose my virginity. But I was sure I didn't want it to be with someone special, not my first boyfriend, never my first love. There was only one pain I want to remember about it, and it was not a broken trust or a broken heart. 

Then there he was. He was every bit of the guy I wanted to lose my virginity to. Until he wasn't.

*.*.*

Cece Kim-Menendez is a 17-year old senior high school student with a very familiar kind of secret, the kind that everybody has, but you don't want to let everybody know. Except for one - the one guy that Cece lusts very very much. She wanted him to know every thirsts and every cravings she has for this guy that is definitely wrong for her in every way. So how does a virgin nerd seduce a Greek God? Find out how Cece found her way. 

MATURE CONTENT. Read at your own discretion.
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Chronicles of High School Dirty Little Secrets BOOK 1 - The Broom Closet
All rights reserved © May 2020 by B.D.G Potter

(PS: Forgive the typos. Edits/polishing will be on the way as well.)

"I have some questions." Magnar finally spoke after a few minutes as Ariala admired the rose in her hand. He had conjured it up for her when she finished the story.
 
"What is it, your majesty?" She asked, holding the rose close to her nose. She pulled the rose away, its smell isn't as pleasant as she expected it to be but its beautiful none-the-less. It is a soft pink, just like her hair.
 
"These stories, they just end like this? There isn't too much logic to it, is there?" 
 
"No, your highness. Do you not like them? If I ever displease you, please tell me."
 
"No. I do enjoy it. I just wonder the structure behind the making of these stories." He got up from his seat and smiled at her, "Thank you for keeping me entertained for another day. I look forward to tonight."
 
"You want more?" She asked, surprised.
 
"Of course. I would love to hear what other stories you can come up with and exactly how long you can keep me entertained. Rest up, for now, songbird. I shall come later."
 
And he was out the door in a matter of seconds.
 
Ariala looked at the rose in her hand and placed it next to the lilacs. Her dream of owning a garden one day does not seem so far away anymore. Maybe he'll let her go and she'll be able to make one.
 
After living for more than two hundred years, how have I never seen a flower?
 
Her thoughts drifted to the years that she lived before, she was always on the run, always hiding and always getting in some kind of trouble. This was the only time she got to relax in over two hundred years. Even if she'd seen a flower, she had no time to admire it. She didn't mean to become immortal but it just happened and she hated every moment of it.
 
All those years of her running did nothing to break her already broken spirit, she didn't want to live in a world that had no room for her but it wouldn't let her die either.
 
She felt like she was nothing but a punching bag for someone else to take their frustrations out on.
 
If I tried, I could kill the king. She thought. But then what will that do? I don't want to rule, I don't care about the people.
 
She sighed.
 
This sleeping routine is not going to be good for my body. 
 
Touching her stomach, another memory flooded to her mind. 
 
She was with child, having to work as a prostitute took so much of her mental health but she was happy when she found out that she was with child. There will be someone she can take care of now, someone who needed her.
 
But the men didn't like it. They didn't care for her happiness, they only thought of theirs. So they did what they knew best, used violence.
 
Ariala lost the only innocent thing in her. It was like the world was trying to see how much of her it could break, over and over again. 
 
Why am I remembering all these things now? 
 
She shook her head and tried to clear her mind, at least the rising sun and the flowers smiled at her. 
 
Every day she lived, she tried to find meaning to her life for years but every day, she found more reasons to not and yet she couldn't die. If she could give her life to those that really needed it, she would. But she couldn't.
 
It's been years since she was born and yet she could remember many incidents very vividly, many still haunt her memories.
 
Maybe this awful sleeping schedule is a good thing. By the time she falls asleep, she is too tired to think and dozes right off. She also doesn't have to worry about intruders, maybe. She'll still have to keep her eye out on that one.
 
Everything feels so strange and so off, she feels like this is a dream she could wake up from any minute. She's even waiting for the Emperor to do something to her but he's been respectful and cordial towards her so far.
 
What story should I tell him about tonight? 
 
She looked all around the room, trying to get inspiration from something but nothing came to her, even as she slowly drifted off to sleep while still on the floor.
 
"Ariala! Is there anything you really want, sweetheart?" Her mother asked her as they stood in front of a shop selling little trinkets and knickknacks.
 
Ariala thought long and hard, looking at each and every one of them, finally her eyes landed on a rusty locket.
 
"I want that one." She pointed to it instantly but from the look on her mother's face, she could tell she didn't have enough money for it.
 
"I'm just teasing mum. I don't want anything." She quickly said, trying to hide her disappointment.
 
"Oh, thank goodness. We'll go and buy bread then, come along, Ariala." Her mother walked away without a second glance back and she followed her but stopped when the shopkeeper called to her.
 
"Little girl, here." He handed her the locket, a wide smile on his face. 
 
"But I don't have the money for it." She said to him while clutching the pendent tightly in her little hands.  
 
"It's a gift from me to you. Take it as an early or late birthday gift. You know, this locket is said to hold the secrets of the world. Maybe you'll be able to figure it out."
 
"Thank you so much." She beamed up at him and ran to her mother, who was waiting for her.
 
She told her mother about the locket when they returned home and her mother cried in horror.
 
"You didn't take it from him without giving him anything for it did you?" She asked, panic in her voice.
 
"He gave it to me as a birthday gift mum." She smiled at her but her mother was still panicking.
 
"Return it, Ariala. You have to return it." She insisted so much that Ariala ran out of the house and searched the man all around town.
 
When she asked others, he had already packed up and went on his way home. After getting some directions, Ariala ran straight to a burning house.
 
The man nor his family survived that day and Ariala went home covered in ashes and soot. She did learn a secret of her world that day and what a painful secret that was to learn. 
 
She learnt that misfortune befalls anyone that is kind to her.
 
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"Is the bed uncomfortable my dear?" Magnar asked, entering the room. He looks a little tired.
 
"No your majesty. Why?" Ariala asked from her position by the window and flowers.
 
"The maid told me she almost had a heart attack when she saw you laying on the floor, knocked out cold. She thought you had died." He took the cape off and draped it across the chair, looking at her, amused.
 
"As you can see, your majesty. I am, unfortunately, still alive." She remarked sarcastically.
 
"If you have any discomfort, do not hesitate to tell me. I cannot have my songbird unsatisfied and uncomfortable." He said, repositioning the chair.
 
"You are too kind, your majesty. I will keep that in mind." She said, nodding her head to him
 
"May I know what the story is about today?" Magnar asked sitting back on the chair.
 
"Should I tell you a story with a happy ending today, your majesty?" Ariala asked, from looking out the window.
 
"I do not care for happy endings or sad endings." He said then paused, a playful smirk appeared on his face, "However, I would like to hear you tell a happy ending."
 
"Then, I shall tell you the story of the Locket." She walked to him, the sun was just sinking and the outside still bathed in golden warmth.
 
"Locket?"
 
"You've seen one I believe your majesty," Ariala asked, sitting on the floor, her usual position.
 
"I have. They are curious little objects but what makes them so interesting?" 
 
"This story is about a locket that holds the entire world's secrets."

She enjoyed seeing his eyes start to spark in interest though he wouldn't admit it.
 
"Do continue."

Known for her beautiful voice, Ariala was captured and given to the Emperor as a gift after the conquered kingdom fell.

There is a slight problem.

She can't actually sing.

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