Eve is a successful romance book author and forever singleton who doesn't believe that romance could exist in real life. But with her last novel flopping in the market, she felt like she put herself in a rut that she can't get herself out of. On the day that her publisher threatens to drop her as an author, she finds an ad online about a guy selling an entire romantic wedding package at half the price. The catch, buyers should be genuinely in love with each other. 
In Eve's head, it sounds like a good idea to trick the seller, a practical business journalist, into thinking that she has a boyfriend whom she loves very much. Her heart says otherwise.

"I have to get away from here!" Maya, Estella's personal maid immediately came with a big luggage carrying Estella's stuff. 

"We can use the secret escape route if you want, Your Highness." Estella nodded as she changed into a civilian outfit prepared by Maya to disguise herself.

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"Find her and bring her back alive! Let she knows who is in charge." The finality in Adrian's tone brings a darkness that he will forever regret.

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"I never seen you here before. I'm Luca." He approached Estella with a warm smile, something that she never experienced from her own husband.

"I'm Estella." She blushed and immediately looking away from him, wary that she may have reveal herself to this strange man.

"Your Ma- ah Estella, I see you have know Luca." Maya interrupted the awkward exchange between the pair. She smiles knowingly to them as she walked away unnoticed

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"Tell me Adrian. Have you ever, even once treats me like your own wife?!" The formality between the rulers of the kingdom is gone and the only thing left is a pained wife and a regretful husband.

"Forgive me."

"I would never." 

How Adrian wishes he could turn back time...

Ameera Saveri, adalah seorang mahasiswi yang memiliki pekerjaan sampingan sebagai "Pacar Sewaan" dengan tarif yang cukup tinggi. Namun dia tidak menyukai sentuhan, sehingga dia melarang kliennya menyentuh.

Lalu dia bertemu dengan seorang lelaki yang ternyata berprofesi sama seperti dia, hanya saja dia bukan manusia melainkan "Setan" yang diasingkan.

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Luv

Ameera Saveri, adalah seorang mahasiswi yang memiliki pekerjaan sampingan sebagai "Pacar Sewaan" dengan tarif yang cukup tinggi. Namun dia tidak menyukai sentuhan, sehingga dia melarang kliennya menyentuh.

Lalu dia bertemu dengan seorang lelaki yang ternyata berprofesi sama seperti dia, hanya saja dia bukan manusia melainkan "Iblis" yang sedang menjalankan hukuman di dunia manusia.

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Luv

She cares for him but hates the way she does.  He is always on her mind since that day. But in contrast, he hated her for that. She wants to make it up to him but he avoids her like dirt. Sometimes he is good, sometimes he is the worsest. She hated how unpredictable he is and how he messes with her life. But she loves him, and she doesn't want to admit it.

That was in the last year of middle school.

Ria wakes up early on her first day of school in junior year. Bringing a nightmare with her she goes to her school and found out Keith and her will be classmates. New sets of problem arises then. But is this going to be a hell of a year for Ria? Or is this going to be a chance to get close with Keith and clear some issues?

~ White family villa ~

Later in the evening, Sarah and Aiden are in his room. 
Two of them spend few hours in the morning working on tasks related to White corp. During the day, they are training security personnel, and after dinner Sarah and Aiden are digging up information about the 'King' person. 
They could not find anything related to King, because fake name was used to purchase that unit 12B across the hall of Sarah's and Aiden's apartment in Fairfield. But they did track the account which was used to pay the apartment. The same account was used for purchase of 12A unit several years back, and then it was sold to Stella last year. 
Owner of the account was non-existent. It was a fake name. However, they still found some leads, because that account was also used for purchase of several other properties. One of them is a warehouse in Chicago suburbs, while others are residential.
Sarah was looking at information about properties purchased with that bank account and was thinking aloud: "We can watch these apartments, but I doubt we will find anything useful. All of them are similar to the 12B unit from Fairfield. Apartments are in buildings without video surveillance. If it's not for Eve, we would not capture King at all. But the warehouse might have some clues…"
"You think that we should go and check it out?", Aiden guessed her thoughts.
Sarah nodded. "These photos from street show that there is a video surveillance. But whatever they have set up, it's closed circuit, so unless we go there, we can't see what is going on. We should go and check it out. We might find some other clues." 
She saw that he is not enthusiastic about this, probably because he does not want to put her in danger, and she was right. However, Aiden understands that it's important to find out about King and organization behind him, and this warehouse is currently their only clue.
They agreed to go together and investigate that warehouse in Chicago area. When Jeff and JoAnna come back to Reno, they will discuss this and come up with a plan. They want to do this, but they want to keep their safety as priority. So, they need a plan. A detailed plan which will ensure that they don't rush into danger recklessly. 

~ Los Angeles ~

At the 22nd floor of White corp. large mirror panels are being installed on the walls in one of the offices which is close to CEO's office. 
Mirrors are in place, and few people are cleaning them, making sure they are spotless.
Jeff is observing installed mirrors with a smile on his face. Why is he smiling? Because he will use this office as a dance studio. Dance instructor will come here secretly and teach him moves which he will use on his wedding day to swoop JoAnna off her feet. For a dramatic effect he is going for, this needs to be kept a secret from JoAnna. 
He was all giddy while imagining her expression when he asks: 'Mrs. White, can I have this dance?'... and she will be like 'Sure...' but she will think it will be just slow left-right thing they usually do... but then he will twirl her and do stuff... and she will be all like: 'Ahh! My fabulous husband!'… and he will be: 'Yes, yes... that is me!' 
Jeff was not aware that now he had a goofy smile on his face, and he was shaking his head slightly.

Steve was reluctant to interrupt whatever daydream his Boss was having, but they had a tight schedule, and he needed to ask him something. He cleared his throat few times to get Jeff's attention. It took a while for Jeff to notice him.

"Boss, I narrowed down list highly recommended dance instructors to four.", Steve showed his tablet to Jeff.
"Hire them.", Jeff didn't even look at the tablet. He was enjoying his daydream, and Steve interrupted it.
"Which ones?"
"All of them." Jeff looked at Steve like he is not understanding something obvious. "I want one class in the morning and one in the afternoon. Every day, whenever I'm in. Make sure that at least one of those instructors is available. And follow up if I need any special clothes or shoes for my lessons. But I don't want to wear those tight fitting pants. Also… you will be responsible that they come here with my private elevator. I don't want to risk Anna to find out about this in advance."
Jeff saw Steve nod and then added. "Did you send those house listings to Anna?"
"Yes, Boss! To Miss Hill and to Bridgette." Steve paused for a second and added: "And those three to Aiden as well."
Jeff gave a small nod and focused back on the mirrors. 
He was getting impatient with slow progress on house hunting, so he looked at available listings and saw that really there is nothing satisfactory. Jeff decided to call few people, and within an hour he got dozen addresses with photos and property descriptions. He is not sure (and does not care) how come those homes suddenly became available, but he confirmed that they are not publicly available for sale.
Since Aiden told him that he and Sarah are looking for a house, he also checked if some might be interesting for them and decided to send them three listings. If they end up getting any of it, that means that he will be in the same city with his brother. Jeff likes that idea. It's been a long time since he and Aiden lived in the same city. And he is confident that JoAnna would love to have Sarah close by.
Smile crept back on Jeff's face while he thought how he will twirl JoAnna on the dance floor, and how she will be surprised and happy.

~ Downtown Los Angeles, coffee shop ~

JoAnna and Bridgette are having coffee and chatting. There is number of bodyguards around them. JoAnna is used to them now.
They got message from Steve with links to information on dozen of houses which Jeff selected.
"Wow! They are all great!", Bridgette exclaimed as they went through information on the properties and photos available. "Do you want to check them out now?"
"There are too many…", JoAnna frowned. She already checked so many houses in last few weeks and is tired. "How about we look them up on the map? All of them are on large lots and spacious. The smallest house has eight bedrooms and ten bathrooms. So size is not a problem. If we are not happy with finishes, we can always redecorate. Let's see which ones are good in terms of location and use that to narrow down choices. Location is most important."
They found one house which is in the city limits, relatively close to White corp. and LA Medical Center. 
"When can we see it? We should call the realtor.", JoAnna ended with a mumble. She does not like that realtor lady very much.
"Steve said in email that we don't need realtor. We just need to go there and say that Mrs. White came to see the property…", Bridgette laughed. "Your future husband is something."
"Yes, he is.", JoAnna grinned. "He is the best."

Sarah Hill is an introvert who does not want to attract attention. Other than mad coding skills, Sarah knows how to throw a punch. She believes that her biggest problem is the existence of the hacker Omega and her world flips upside-down when the most popular guy on campus approaches her. What does he want? Why her? (Ah, Sarah, that is only the beginning.) 

JoAnna Hill easily makes friends with her bubbly personality. Some call her a mad scientist, but she prefers ‘Dr. Hill’, because that is what she is. JoAnna is an excellent markswoman who can snipe out any target and she is wondering if her prince charming will ever come.

Sophia Hill is the voice of reason, their pillar of support. She is a confident CEO who knows how to get what she wants. Sophia’s degree in law combined with amazing capabilities to analyze the situation and plan ahead make her the perfect strategist (to achieve a goal without ending up in jail). 

This is a story of three Hill sisters who are navigating through challenges while they uncover the complicated story behind their maternal side of the family. And their father is not a simple man either.
Every sister is different, and so are their relationships. 

They all have in common: trust and belief that if they work together, anything is possible.

Mature content! 18+

***SPOILER? - START *** 
The story starts with a focus on the youngest sister (Sarah). 
After about 100 chapters, the oldest sister (Sophia) gets in the romantic spotlight. 
JoAnna finds herself pulled into romance last, at about 200 chapter mark. 
***SPOILER? - END ***

Excerpt from the novel...

"Do you believe in destiny?", Sarah broke the silence. 
"Destiny?" Aiden didn't expect such a question. 
"Yes. The thing that is meant to happen, and there is nothing you can do to prevent it. And when it does happen, everything feels right." 
"Why would you ask me such a thing?" 
"Until a few weeks ago I would say that there is no such thing as destiny. That we are all masters of our lives and that everything depends on our actions, or lack of it. But I can't help but wonder: why did I not push you away? ... Why does it feel like everything will be OK as long as we are together? ... You are a piece of me that I never knew was missing. Is this destiny?" 
"Mmm... if that is destiny, then I approve it.", Aiden lightly kissed Sarah's shoulder and rested his chin on it. 

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"Oh, I know you're name, I want to know, What. You. Are." He says placing his hands behind his back. I've seen his brother in action... I know just how powerful these two can be so I need to be careful. This time I hum as I turn and start slowly walking around the outer part of the rotating mirrored floor.
"I guess you could say that I am a star that took a fall and ended up in this world before getting lost in another. I then fell again, only this time... I'm here to stay." I say carefully watching him as I sneak glances at the surrounding mirrors. 
He doesn't have a reflection... And somehow, he's always facing me, no matter where I move. Was he not really here or was this all part of his powers as chaos himself? It doesn't matter. The more I try to make sense of things here, the worse it'll get for me.
He cocks his head to the side and ponders out loud saying "A star... that should be impossible." I nod my head and come to a stop saying "And yet... here I am. I exist when I shouldn't." He's silent for several seconds before chuckling.
"You exist when you shouldn't... much more interesting than him." He says tapping the chin of his white mask. "Him... you've mentioned him before. Who is he and why does he want me?" I ask watching him move closer. 
"He claims that you are his woman... that you ran away to this world. He's summoned my brother and I to help collect you." He says coming to a stop before me. My heart nearly comes to a stop as an old fear threatens to crawl up my throat and choke me.   
He stands before me, looking down at me as he cocks his head to the side asking "Are you his woman?" I push the old familiar fear back down as I slowly say "No" The man continues to watch me as he says "But you are someone's woman."
I nod my head and say "Yes, that's right. How did he summon you two?" He chuckles and says "I never give away anything for free but I've already given you many... what can you offer in return?" This time I cock my head to the side as I look up to him saying "You've asked me questions as well, a clear give and take."
His chuckle deepens as he says "I think I actually like you... Offer me something interesting enough and I might just tell you everything." An insane idea suddenly comes to mind as I say "A contract with me." 
He silently watches me before lifting out his hand saying "Join me for a dance and I will consider your offer." I try my best to internally calm my nerves as I take his offered hand saying "I don't really know how to dance." The second my hand touches his, his reflection can be seen in all the mirrors.
He looks down at our connected hands before slowly looking back up to me. Interesting. The music suddenly changes to a sad, dark tune as he pulls me closer, placing his other hand on my waist while saying "I'm beginning to think you may have more to offer me..." 
I'm waiting for us to start moving but we just remain standing like this in the middle of the rotating mirrored floor as the sad, dark music box song plays its haunting melody. "If I make a contract with you... It will be just me, not my brother." He says, watching me closely.  
I nod and say "No offence, but I don't really care for your brother." He chuckles deep and says "Indeed... neither do I. What will you offer for this contract?" My heart races as I ask "What do you want? If it's something I can agree to, I will accept." 
"Your soul." He says in a low voice making my heart shiver. I slowly shake my head and say "Not for sale, something else." He remains still and because of the mask, I can't tell what he's thinking but he suddenly says "Something of importance then." 
Why does it feel like I'm making a deal with a demon? I suddenly realize that we look like the little figures in a jewellery box. The haunting music and the way we spin in slow motion, looking as if we're dancing but yet, never actually moving.
"I'll offer you my blood, take it or leave it," I say looking up to his white mask. His hands tighten on me, almost painfully as he says "Do you realize that I could take you to him right now? Offer you to him on a silver plater... and help him imprison you. Why don't you offer me your love..."  
I knew deep in my bones that he speaks the truth but I force a calm as I say "But you'd get the short end of the stick by staying with him. I have so much more to offer and you know that to be true. You're after my power, right? But you can't just take it... it has to be offered." He loosens his grip and chuckles again as he says "Pretty and smart... Fine, I accept." 
He suddenly reaches up and cups the back of my neck, pain, unlike anything I've ever felt before shoots down my spine, nearly bringing me to my knees. He says something in a language I've never heard before as the pain continues to grow even more. 
I want to scream, to push him away or even pass out but it was like I was being held, unable to move in any way as the searing pain on the back of my neck starts to spread down my spine, inch by agonizing inch.
His chanting echos around the room in an eerie way as it seems to get louder and louder. The white mask on his face begins to crack before completely snapping in half! The mask falls off, revealing a strikingly handsome face with eerie white eyes and solid black pupils. Long blood-red hair falls past his waist and begins to sway in the wind spinning around us.
The pain continues to crawl down my spine as his eerie white eyes stare into mine, still speaking in that strange language as the house around us begins to crumble. The mirrors around us begin breaking and shattering as the candles above begin falling.
I feel my eyes beginning to glow as I reach up and grab his wrist, digging my nails into his very human-like flesh. Black blood comes rushing out of the spots where my nails continue to dig into him out of desperation. His white eyes begin to glow as he strains to keep chanting. 
If I wasn't mistaken, he was struggling as well. Even though the entire house was falling down all around us, not a single thing hit us. My silver hair starts to float as my skin begins to glow. Hundun's voice becomes strained as his red hair begins to float as well.
The pain is too much! I feel like my mind is trying to break but I grit my teeth and fight to hold on as the pain reaches a new high. What the hell was happening!? Suddenly, a lightning bolt crashes down on both of us, sending us both flying back in opposite directions with an ear-piercing crack of thunder.
I land on cold, wet mud as I struggle to breathe. Cold rain falls down on me and hits my flushed cheeks, feeling like ice. I look up at the dark sky and watch as lightning flashes across it, followed by a loud thundering roll.
Suddenly, red glowing eyes look down at me with worry and fear as Bai Lei reaches out for me. My relief has me tearing up at the sight of him but they instantly mix with the rain as they fall down the sides of my face. 
He's saying something but I can't hear... hell, it's only now that I realize I can't hear anything at all! As if understanding, Bai Lei reaches out and gently touches both my ears. Warm energy is felt like a soft caress before I'm suddenly able to hear the falling rain. 
Bai Lei's fear is visible in his glowing red eyes as he looks me over but when I see Hundun standing over Bai Lei from behind with a murderous look, I quickly say "Don't touch him!" Hundun's eerie white eyes with his black pupils turn to look at me before sneering at me with disapproval. 
Bai Lei quickly turns around and throws his fists out but Hundun catches it with a grunt. A powerful blast has everything around us flying back, including the rain. He was powerful indeed... Hundun sneers again and says "A deity? Annoying... I will not touch you or my contractor." 
Bai Lei's face is a hard mask as he glares at Hundun but after a few seconds he turns around and scroops up my limp body. Everything hurts... I bite my lip to keep from crying out as Bai Lei holds me close. "You nearly killed us both, Deity! You're lucky she told me not to touch you or I'd have already killed you." Hundun says with a low threat.
Bai Lei grits his teeth and turns to say "Touch my woman again and I will kill you, contract or not." Hundun's white eyes flash with anger as Bai Lei turns away and starts walking. The cold rain seeps through my clothes making it feel like the chill was seeping into my bones.
Suddenly, the rain is gone and we're back in our familiar room. Another wave of energy has my red, wet dress replaced by a dry white gown. He always knew me the best... Even my hair was dry as he gently lays me down on the large bed with a worried look.  


Nova works at a world-leading company known for its cutting edge video games. She and her team have been working on a new virtual reality video game that's going to take the world by storm. One late night she steps into the device and starts it up. Before she realizes it, she's in a new world standing in front of the hottest man she's ever laid eyes on. Unfortunately for her, she thinks this is just part of the game... She reaches out and touches the man's abs... "Wow... it feels so real!" Follow Nova on her journey to surviving this new world and the crazy powerful man she "molested"


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In the morning I rose with a stinker of a headache over my left eye and a jean pocket that made the sound of a Morris dancer when I walked. Lighting a cigarette I popped the window to air out the beer fart aroma Johnny had unconsciously been blasting out from the floor and settled 
down in front of the typer with no outline of what was to come. Feeding a virginal sheet into the inky jaws of the Remington I punched out: 
ABUSEMENT PARK 
Written by 
Douglas Morgan

ACT ONE 
EXT. HALL OF MIRRORS - NIGHT 
 
There was a knock on the door which I ignored. It repeated itself as my fingers slowed and the punch, punch, punch of the keys cooled. Setting my Marlboro on the lip of the ashtray I walked to the door, pulled on a tee and unlocked the round chrome handle. Mrs. Chu lingered in the hallway, more uncertain than I'd ever seen the ballsy Korean boarding school mistress. Smiling with her entire face she 
inched forward and I prayed to God that Johnny would remain unconscious and silent for a little longer. 
 'How is the writing coming along, Douglas?' 
 'Slow, painful, like passing walnuts.' I said before adding I 
imagine.
 'I read your book,' she said more to the ground than my face. I had birthed and sent out Love For Sale: Inebriated Adventures in LaLa Land through a small beatnik publishers in Venice with zero success. It dealt with a lot of demons not to mention my attempted exit stage left 
in this very room 'I thought it very good, very shocking but good.' 
 'Thanks Madam Chu.' 
 She giggled every time I called her madam 'My daughter 
Veronica, she's med student at Brown. Her relationship ended and is coming home for the holidays. She's had bad time of it with emotionals 
and seeing…' 
 That I'm a head-case too. 
 '…that you've had your problems…' her voice broke and the words faltered as though victim of an unreliable power supply. 
 'I'll talk to her if you want.' 
 'She's a good girl, very smart, very sensitive…' 
 'I completely understand. Why don't you give her my name, my number and tell her when she's ready to talk she can come look me up.' 
 'Yeah, me too.' groaned Johnny as he slowly scaled the side of the bed. A naked, drunken King Kong of a man. 
Her face turned red, her eyes flickered, bouncing in a chaotic pinball pattern around her round little wrinkled face before muttering something and disappearing back down the corridor; banging on doors and screaming to shut up.

Too poor to escape Los Angeles, too weak to survive in it; Doug Morgan takes a job writing an Exploitation movie to pay the bills. Struggling with the pay-off between art and commerce he finds himself on the path to redemption, if he can scrape himself off rock bottom. Half novella, half short story compilation, White Mexicans is an American tale told in the Irish yarn tradition. Populated with Louden's usual spit & spite dialogue, off-colour humour and poetic lamentation of a world gone wrong; his third outing is a mix of fable and low-life fiction. 

*The statement that all stories "definitely happened" is one used for entertainment purposes and should not be considered factual or legally binding. All too often Mr. Louden is full of shit

As we walked through the entrance, my eyes were immediately captured.

There is an atrium, very reminiscent of Roman architecture. Except that it's the size of the Flavian Amphitheatre. 

. . .

There's a cascading hexagonal rock fountain situated in the middle.

. . .

With a stone sculpture that looked an awful lot like me on top of the fountain.

The fountain itself was large, so the sculpture of me was also large.

. . .

Yeah I'll erase that from my vision whenever I see this area.

Surrounding the foundation are stone pathways leading in 4 directions that run into the building.

What looked like privet hedges ran across the outer atrium and against the peristyle.

Grass filled in the leftover space.

As we got to the base of the big fountain, Alvina turned back.

Woah.

She looks very pretty, albeit a bit like a stereotypical maid.

Her features are very sharp, as if she's always attentive. And her black hair with a long and wavy bob cut made her look a bit cute.

As I stared I Alvina, her voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"My Queen, do you wish to name your estate?"

Well I guess I can this building?

Its mine right?

"Domus Roma."

Ah damn . . .

I'm sorry Romans! This place just looks too much like a Roman building. 

Well . . . so too does every other building I've seen in this city.

These people probably don't know about Rome, so it doesn't matter.

Alvina bows down in acknowledgment and continues walking.

Her movements seem a bit stiff to me.

Does she feel intimidated by me?

It won't be good if my personal maid hesitates to talk to me, right?

She shuts her eyes tightly for a moment as if she too was aware and corrected herself.

Well Alvina seems to be a professional.

That bastard guy called Celes said that she's able to manage this entire building herself so I don't think I need to worry about her abilities.

However, I should get more acquainted with her.

The problem is, this body doesn't seem to want to talk a lot.

Or its just me, but I'm blaming my body.

"Alvina?"

She froze, and slowly turned around to face me. ". . . Yes?"

"Do you know my name?"

Yeah I've been wondering that the entire time.

Only a few people I can confirm know my name, and Alvina isn't one of them.

Her face paled deathly and she immediately prostrated while yelling out,

"I have failed as—"

"You can call me Lycoris."

I extend a hand out to her.

Alvina looked up at me with an estranged and surprised expression.

She hesitated for a while, but took my hand and stood up.

Her face is flushed and she turns her head slightly away from me.

So adorable!

". . . Queen Lycoris."

No that won't do. "Lycoris."

"Your Highness."

. . .

Fine.

"Milady."

Alvina went silent for a while before nodding.

"Milady . . . Do you wish for a tour, or should I take you directly to your bedchamber?"

"Tour."

I might end up regretting that later since this place is so damn big looking, but I should at least see every room at least once.

And so Alvina gave me a tour.









As I thought, this mansion is bottom floor plan is very similar to a domus.

Though every room on the first floor are all commons.

Such as the kitchen, lounge, dining room, basically every room that isn't a personal or guest room.

I first thought that there'd be a lot of rooms due to the sheer size of this building, but all of the rooms are massive and relatively spacious.

Alvina is a very good tour guide actually.

Now that she's more comfortable talking to me, she's explaining things more throughly.

I haven't been talking much myself, which I think she appreciates.

Well I just want to get this tour done with, probably she too.

When we circle back, we go up the stairways and into the living quarters.

My room is closest to the stairway, so I don't get to see the rest of the second floor.

Well not that it matters.

"Milady, I will be excusing myself. Please call me if you require anything."

"Okay."

Just as she was about to leave, I noticed something.

It's something I've always loathed for some reason. In my previous life, whenever I saw one I always had the urge to shatter it.

It was something that reflected right back at me, yet my face was foggy in my vision.

And it was only mirrors, not cameras or even that water mirror. 

"Alvina."

"Yes?"

I looked over to her. "Remove all mirrors in this building. Remove mirrors in other buildings I am likely to enter too."

She stared at me with a frightened expression, and immediately bowed down.

"Yes!"

Alvina hurried to that mirror in my room. She shattered it into dust with a simple wave and gathered it into her hand.

"I, I will go cook dinner now?"

"Okay. You are excused."

Alvina bowed down to me and left the room.

I sigh and search around my room.

It's similar to that hotel room.

A large bed was at the middle and two tables beside it with flower pots. There's two large sofas facing each other off to the corner.

The difference was that there were now 3 door.

The left side is a small library. A desk and a table was at the end, right in front of a large glass pane.

So this is the study I guess.

Maybe I'll move those sofas here, it'll be more fitting.

I exit and check the other rooms.

Sure enough, there's a bathing pool.

The next room is a large dressing room.

There's already a few clothings and accessories. Although I can make them myself, I guess it won't hurt to try them on later.

When I leave the room, a sudden urge churned my stomach.

It's been building up for a while, but it struck now.

I placed myself down on the bed as the urge began traveling throughout my body.

Every object I was seeing suddenly looked like blood was plastered on it.

Blood.

I need it to survive, this body needs it.

Every time I shallow blood, I want to puke it out so bad, but I know I require it.

And then I remembered.

Sestina's blood.

Human blood.

. . .

No.

My body automatically folded itself into a fetal position with all the pain in my stomach.

I close my eyes, trying to forget about my ravaging hunger whenever I see a delicious prey.

I instinctively see their veins.

How every pump of blood pulses the veins.

How exquisite and heavenly the taste is.

I shut my mouth tightly.

Sleep.

That's the only way to forget about this gluttonous desire that I might one day never be able to control once I get even a droplet of it.

Carmine Bix died a rather humiliating death. 

She through the cycle of natural eternal rebirth was reincarnated. But she was brought into a completely unknown world to her; a world of magic and fantasies.

And immediately did she realize that not only did she keep her memory, but that she wasn’t even a human. Instead of reincarnating as a human like she thought reincarnation would be, she was reborn as a monster.

A species of monster bats to be specific, named Sanguis Desmodus!

"Hayden? You around?" I asked loudly, hoping maybe he was just sleeping or something. But there was no answer, the place was silent, aside from the faint sound pollution coming from the downtown hub.

Should I even be snooping around? I second guessed myself as my conscience weighed over me. I know it wasn't in my place to intrude, but he did hand over his house keys to me, which means he should have been ready for me to browse around, right? Well, it is easier to ask for forgiveness than it is to ask for permission, I thought to myself as I continued to circle around the doors.

I hesitantly opened one of the doors to reveal grant bathroom that was much bigger and fancier than the one I showered in last time. The room was similar to the rest of the floor, where there were windows starting from the walls all the way across the ceiling, in fact, the only walls were on the same side as the door that I came through. I fully emersed myself into this beautiful and brightly lit bathroom, how does Hayden do his business here with literally no privacy? Surely, there were translucent curtains that neatly tucked away to the sides on the glass walls, but if you really wanted to see something, it wasn't that hard.

"He should be glad he lives on the top floor and that there's not many high rises around campus," I scoffed. There's no way I would be comfortable bathing naked fully out in the open like this, but I guess for someone like Hayden, this was no big deal.

The sink was probably the fanciest structure out of all, for it was located at the center of the room stretching vertically. I walked closer to inspect the entire sink, there were three rustic looking sinks in total built within a long table-top structure. It was much like an island you would see in bigger kitchens, but usually, sinks aren't placed in the middle of a bathroom. The three corresponding mirrors to each sink had incorporated strips of lighting around its edges. These same mirrors were supported by a single metal pole from the bottom of the mirrors connecting to the middle of the sink, where the mysterious looking tap is located. Upon further inspection, I realized that the sink was double-sided, both sides of the mirror were fully functioning along with the sink that was carved evenly on the island. In addition, the tap had sprouted water much like a fountain instead of a single stream, I sighed at this lavish detail, why was this even necessary?

I continued to browse the bathroom and walked behind the sink to meet a full standalone massage tub, stretched along the far glass walls across from the door I entered, the city view was directly visible from where I was standing. Further behind me to the right was a separate large shower space fitted perfectly to the side. Four or five people could probably shower there at the same time, not that it would happen, but that's how big the shower space was. Between the tub and the shower, folded towels upon towels among other bathroom essentials were placed neatly inside shelves of an aristocratic-looking cabinet that was twice as wide as my height.

I looked down to see a huge bath mat placed near the entrance where I came inside, and vaguely remembered that they felt like memory foam. Nevertheless, the entire floor was furnished in what was probably really expensive granite that ran across the room, they weren't tiles at all, the entire floor was smooth marble. The renovators must have put so much thought into this room, as there were strategically placed drains and small dents on the floor that helped to drain water if needed. The place was literally a giant bathroom within a bathroom, and how Hayden Whitehall manages to use this on a daily basis is beyond me.

After thoroughly inspecting the bathroom, I found myself getting curious next to the left wall that appeared to be darker than the rest of the brightly lighted glass walls. It was the only wall that was actually covered by the translucent, white curtains. So it was certainly to my surprise when I opened the curtains to see that the same glass wall was connected to Hayden's actual bedroom, and there was a connecting glass door between the two rooms. So it was to no one's surprise that I opened the door and walked into Hayden's room.

"Well, what do we have here?" I said out loud as I walked into Hayden's giant room. It was a similar structure compared to his bathroom with glass walls and ceilings all around except for the entrance, but nonetheless, it was a simplistic room.

The California King sized bed was placed in the middle of the room, which ironically is a personification of Hayden's actual ego. The bedding mostly consisted of navy blue and dark grey colours, and it certainly looked comfortable all around. Hayden also had a large office desk placed at the far wall, where large piles of paperwork and an expensive looking desktop computer were located. Further to the left of the room was a giant TV mounted over a stand, with various different gaming consoles and games laying around. Closer to the actual solid wall and was an open door which was a walk-in closet. Other than the notable furniture, Hayden Whitehall surprisingly had a simple room.

 I continued to walk around the room but eventually allowed myself to sit on Hayden's bed. It was memory foam, so it was to nobody's surprise that I would get any chance I get to at least try and sit on it. It was his fault that he allowed me inside his house anyway, I justified. 

"You know what, fuck him for not being here and making me wait," I said to myself as I fully laid down on the bed, my entire body slightly sinking as the soft bedding embraced me.

It was crazy to think that one man owned this entire two floors of living space, and to be honest nobody needs that much space anyway. But I had to admit, this place was beautiful and certainly makes the place so much homier than my initial impression of the place. I wonder if Hayden had enough lights to light up the room after sunset? He probably does, but it didn't matter, his bed was so comfy, and I didn't want to move at all.

And so I didn't move, I laid on his bed until I fell soundly asleep because I could.

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Sienna was dirt poor. 

Struggling to pay off her debts, every waking moment became an uphill battle between school and work. Until one fated opportunity is given to her by pure, dumb chance. Sienna decides it is the perfect timing to open her blabbermouth and initiate an argument with the notorious Hayden Whitehall. 

Unexpectedly, she is deceived and unwillingly dragged into the dramatic lifestyle of the elite and powerful and chosen as a candidate for The Chrysalis Project - a top-secret transformation program operated by the institution to turn commoners with troubled pasts into the elites' "playthings". In her attempts to uncover the truth, Sienna slowly grows more affectionate towards the same man that had placed her in the midst of chaos in the first place. 

There is more to the turn of events than it may appear, and soon Sienna will uncover that the real enemy is perhaps not Hayden Whitehall, but other powerful forces in play.

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