Discovering haunted stories is one of Jei's hobbies, including a rumor about a man wearing a yellow shirt, without knowing this ghostly story would change her life for good. Will her interest change upon seeing the actual fearsome creature in front of her?

Discovering haunted stories is one of Jei's hobby, suddenly figuring out a rumor regarding a man wearing a yellow shirt, without knowing this ghostly story would change her life for good. Will her interest disappear upon experiencing the outcome of meeting this rumor for herself?

Mark Norman, 18 years of existence. My life could have been normal but I have been gifted this father.

My father is The King of Villain and I am the reigning King. They said I've become someone that my father wanted. And this night will be the ceremony. I will kill a superhero in front of everybody.

I will become a monster after I became a monster in the past. Last time, I was very skinny but my father made me trained in a torturous training exercises.

Now I've a fully built body. I exceeded the normal strength of a normal person. But I don't have superpowers. Just this strength.

Now, my very complicated life will start.

Will

"Someone didn't get any food last night," Zane said in a singsong voice as he strummed his damn guitar and wrote down a few lyrics.
We were on set waiting for our call times, and when I say we, I meant me. Zane just decided it would be fun to torture me while he wrote another hit song and made millions of dollars with no shirt on.
"Can we not talk about this?" I hissed, "Let's talk about your tour, the last company did a shit job, we need to hit it bigger with-"
"I'm not going on tour," Zane interrupted. "I just got done touring man, I want a break."
"But-" I frowned. "You realize that you earned over twenty-eight mil on your last tour right?"
"What the hell do you think I need more money for?" He stopped strumming. "I write music because I love it, because I have to, because it's my passion. You know this about me, it's why you look so damn sad all the time. You quit because of her, you quit it all, and you lost yourself man, you lost your fucking music." He dropped his guitar and walked off.
"He's right." Ang picked up the acoustic guitar and handed it to me, she was in her normal uniform of boyfriend jeans, a t-shirt and ball cap. "You just... quit life."
"Because you were my life." I said under my breath. "How much did you hear?"
She shrugged. "Enough to know that you're about as messed up as I am."
I smiled at that. "Yeah well, clearly I'm not perfect."
"You think you ever were?" She eyed the guitar in my hands. "It looks good on you, Will."
"What?"
"Music."
"When did you grow up, Ang? And before you answer can I just say I'm pissed I missed the parts in between?"
Her smile was sad. "Child stars are always forced to grow up... and I have only Alec and Demetri to blame. They forced me into rehab, counseling, all the things. And I did it because I was so sick of myself, of my choices." She hung her head. "You know, Will, I think you misunderstood something about what happened between me and Andrew."
I nearly broke the guitar over my own head. "Can we not talk about this?"
"Nope. I'm the grown up now, remember?"
I flinched at her words, refusing to look at her, afraid she'd see how angry I still was, how sad, how rejected.
"He was jealous of you," she said simply. "He always felt like you betrayed everyone when you took time off to do a solo career, after your hit song went crazy and everyone wanted you, he felt left out, I think the reason he targeted me is because I felt the same way."
I froze. "Targeted?"
"I was drunk, he'd gotten me drunk, when I snorted my first line of cocaine, I still did it, I still said yes. He said it would help me stay up late. He was right. And slowly, he wound me into his web of deceit. He told me..." She shook her head. "He told me there were other girls, that you didn't really love me, didn't care. And there were pictures." She licked her lips. "I never thought you cheated, I just thought... why the hell would Will Sutherland want me, when he could have anyone? And when you got so busy, and he was there, with his lies, with his... easy smiles and free drugs. I fell. I made that choice. I still fell. And then our fights got worse and worse, and I was so guilty with all the lies I was telling you, I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror, let alone look at you anymore."
"I begged you to stop."
"By then I was too addicted to even consider it, and no matter how much you love someone, the drug will always win out, Will, especially when your supplier is your boyfriend's best friend."
"Ex-best friend," I said with barely controlled rage.
"I just, I don't want you walking around wondering anymore, last night..." She shook her head. "It felt so real. My dream."
"What... dream?"
"The old Will Sutherland kissed me." She smiled brightly. "It was a good dream."
"What makes you think he's gone?"
"Because I have eyes, and because your armor..." she leaned over and whispered, "Is back on... Grab the guitar, it's not going to kill you, Will. It may just save your life."
"Stop being so... old." I strummed a few chords. And she sat next to me.
In silence.
Both of us.
But my heart felt a bit lighter.
Maybe because just like her words, my guitar was one more broken piece she'd given back.
Maybe there was hope after all.
"Play me a song, Will," she said a few minutes later.
So I did.
And when she asked me to sing.
I didn't hesitate, to show her that I was in there still, waiting, yearning, but scared as hell to try when I had everything to lose.


Rachel Van Dyken is the #1 New York Times Bestselling, Wall Street Journal, and USA Today bestselling author of over 80 books ranging from contemporary romance to paranormal. With over four million copies sold, she's been featured in Forbes, US Weekly, and USA Today. Her books have been translated in more than 15 countries. She was one of the first romance authors to have a Kindle in Motion book through Amazon publishing and continues to strive to be on the cutting edge of the reader experience. She keeps her home in the Pacific Northwest with her husband, adorable son, naked cat, and two dogs. For more information about her books and upcoming events, visit www.RachelVanDykenauthor.com

Welcome to Seaside Oregon, where star sightings are as common as Malibu. It's Hollywood's biggest known secret, the place where rockstars and actors alike go to get away from it all, only now that filming has started on what's said to be the newest blockbuster hit, it's getting harder and harder to get some privacy.

Capture: All Dani wants to do is survive the summer on set as Lincoln Green's newest assistant. The only problem? She's a selective mute and the guy won't stop talking or flirting.

Keep: Zane "Saint" Andrews is known for a lot of things, mainly his music and sexual appetites, when he stops in Seaside for a much-needed break, he latches onto Fallon, a girl he thinks could be his new muse. What happens when she finds out that the sexy superstar hasn't actually ever had sex?

Steal: Ex-boyband member Will just got assigned to represent his ex-girlfriend and ex-love Angelica Greene. Babysitting an actress that high maintenance wasn't part of the plan but he's her only hope, and when they start to blur the line between love and hate, they realize that maybe the past can't just stay there, not when there's so much left to explore in the present.


After winning the beauty title in school, Aila is really not comfortable about the idea of joining the citywide pageant; it was too raw and live that she does not like the idea that someone might pry on her identity. Unlike modeling for print ads, no one ever asks her name even her agency is not allowed to talk about her private life.
She requested her staff to inform the principal that she is not interested in competing for the citywide pageant. The principal readily agreed and announce that Aila will not be able to join the pageant, instead, Zaira; the first runner up will be the one taking her place. Aila was happy that it was easily arranged; now she can focus on the few days remaining of her high school life.
Aila and Reese are staring at the school bulletin board, Graduation photoshoot, class pictures, closing parties, and of course the most awaited; graduation ball. Aila is looking forward to these final activities that will complete her high school experience.
Roy was speaking in front of the class, explaining the last two weeks of their class; "This coming Friday, we will be spending our closing party at a private resort we rented. Those who are willing to stay overnight are welcome; the food will be provided for all of us."
The venue was chosen and sponsored by Aila's family, this way she will feel more comfortable and safe. Thursday night, Reese is already at Aila's home since they decided to go to the meeting place together for their closing party. "Girl, what are you going to wear? I am super excited!" Reese asked Aila, who was busy fixing her hygiene kit. "I'm not sure, let's go to my closet and look for clothes." Aila invited Reese so she can get the clothes she wants.
Reese's eyes were popping out seeing Aila's closet, "Oh my God! Just how many clothes do you have? This is like a department store, this is crazy!" Aila chuckled, "These are personally picked and made by my stylist, so for sure there is something that you want somewhere there."
They ended up choosing matching outfits for the party; they arrived just on time at the meeting point where they will be riding a private bus going to the resort. Aila and Reese were both wearing denim shorts and white tank tops. Reese was wearing a purple pastel colored cover-up; while Aila stuck with her all-time favorite white lace cover. Both of them are wearing aviator shades, Reese's hair was down, while Aila's hair was tied in a messy bun, but it made her look more appealing.
Roy approached Aila and Reese, "Good morning princess, I've reserved your seats these are your tickets, this is at the middle part of the bus, and security will be watching you closely so please be at ease, you don't need to worry about a thing." Roy had good intentions but it made Aila feel a little uncomfortable since she knows a lot of eyes are on her, nevertheless she just appreciated it and thanked him.
Both Aila and Reese are only bringing one luggage since they packed their things together. Aila's simple getup still lured eyes to her as if she's definitely an eye candy; Reese hugged her friend from behind while they were waiting to board the bus.
"How can you get used to this?"
"Huh?"
"All eyes on you wherever we go, hey, FYI security staff doesn't make it obvious that they are watching you, so no, these people are not our staff."
Aila sneered at Reese; "You have a very wild imagination."
"I'm certainly not imagining things, I'm just your background, but I sure feel uneasy with the stares."
"I try my best to ignore them, this is why I always appear indifferent to others; I'm not faking it, I really just don't care much."
"Yeah, I can imagine, how can you show care to all these people you'll get tired." Reese was slowly integrating into Aila's world and understanding and appreciating her better now.
"Let's go, the bus has arrived." Aila pulled their luggage to the loading area, Vince was there assisting others with their luggage.
"Hey, you look good with your shirt." Aila commended Vince, who was wearing a floral polo shirt. Vince visibly blushed; he thanked Aila for the compliment.
"Oops, did I just make him hope again?" Aila was scolding herself, for not knowing when her newfound friendly attitude brings false hopes to others.
Arriving at the resort, Aila and Reese went straight to their assigned room, it was specifically chosen by their security team to make sure the princess is safe and comfy. Aila and Reese went back to the beach as soon as they organized their things in their room.
The two girls sat together with the others who were sitting at the sand while chatting. One of them was bringing an acoustic guitar, so they started singing and having fun while Aila was just looking at them and smiling.
"Aila, why are you not singing?" Lyn (one her classmates) asked inviting her to sing with them.
"I suck at singing; I am enjoying this listening to you guys." Aila humbly turned them down.
"What an awful alibi." Reese exposed her friend to their classmates.
"Guys, I've heard her sing, come on give her the guitar." Reese glared at Aila while passing the guitar to her.
"Don't be such a killjoy, sing for us; if it turns out bad, don't worry we won't meet each other after graduation anyway." Reese was trying to calm Aila who's not used to singing with an audience.
Aila reluctantly grabbed the guitar… she was feeling the music as she plucked the strings, getting familiar with playing the guitar again since it's been a while since she last played one.
"♪ When I first saw you, I already knew
There was something inside of you
Something I thought that I would never find
Angel of mine ♪"

Aila finished this one song that she loves playing and singing just because it was simple and she was lazy to sing and play a harder song.
Her classmates were in awe, how can she be a human being? She is clearly a goddess that was sent from heaven, she's perfect!
"Is there anything you can't do well?" Lyn was still recovering from Aila's display of awesomeness.
"Haha, I'm not that good, a mediocre at best, but thank you for appreciating it."
"Girl, I'm telling you that you are not a mediocre at all, no bias here coming from your best friend, hahaha." Reese was the stage best friend like before.
"Okay, stop it I'm blushing already." Aila tried to give the guitar back to her classmates.
"Ah, not so fast! We want more!" Lyn started the chant.
"more! more! more!"
Aila happily obliged, and played another song that she knew by heart;
♪I need you like water
Like breath, like rain
I need you like mercy
From heaven's gate... ♪
Aila was conscious of the flashes of light she noticed but can't figure out where it was coming from exactly. She easily recognizes it as a camera flash, she continued singing and playing because she did not want to alarm her classmates. Her expression alerted Reese and Roy.
"What is it?" Reese whispered to Aila.
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"Who's that girl? The one walking fast with her head down, " Yhuan asked his friend.

"She is a transfer student bro, She really is pretty, but she seems quite rude" 

Resting bitch face... That's how people usually describe faces like mine, the type of face which gives people an impression like you've done something bad or is thinking of something offensive when you're not... unless you smile.

My name is Aila Rodriguez; high school transfer student, hmm... This is the 5th school I've transferred to since I was in 3rd grade. I had to move around because of my parents' secret; for the security of my family.

I'm so used to moving around that now I gave up on making friends. What is it for, when we will be parting ways sooner or later.

I hate relationships... But how do I survive without it?

People say that in your lifetime you will be able to categorize the relationships that you will experience;

 Puppy love
 First love
 Flings
 The one that got away
True love
Great love

Many men consider Aila as the "ideal type" while most women acknowledge her as an "it girl", but what does it take to capture her heart?

Her fragile heart, that is tightly guarded by her strong personality...

Who will succeed in melting her ice-cold heart?

Living a double life, she's doing her best to live normally, but how will she able to hide this to the one she loves?

How long will she be able to conceal her real identity from the people who took the courage to get close to her?

"Wooooooh! we're having a fcking blast tonight!" said Jared my business partner and best friend.
"Tell me that Brother!" I answered him. "All these people are wasting their money and destroying their health by drinking, smoking, and staying in this bar that is full of pollution!" I added. We are basically shouting because we can't hear each other in a normal volume of our voices. 
Oh! by the way, let me introduce myself; I'm Aika Johnson, 24 years old, gay, a musician, and the half-owner of The Zone Bar. Jared Roberts is my only best friend and the other half-owner of The Zone Bar. Well, tonight we are having a blast, the bar is full packed! I am smelling a lot of money for tonight's operation, hahahahahaha! Please don't judge me, come on! I'm a business person! money always comes first!
"Oi! Aika, my dear!" Jared called me out from my thought. "What?!" I answered him a lil bit annoyed. "Hahaha, easy there bitch! before you get annoyed, just wanted to tell you that it's already your number, so I think it is time for you to go up on stage, don't you think so?!" he answered me with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Yeah. Yeah. Yeah whatever" I answered him with the lack of energy kind of tone while walking to the stage preparing for my number. Yep, I am preparing for my solo singing number, like what I've told you a while ago, I'm a musician, so I basically play guitar and sing.
"Are you guys having fun?!" shout by the MC, "Woooooooh!!! Fck Yeah!!" some people shout. "I can see that you guys are all having a good time, but I know that you are all waiting for this person to come up and take the stage with her guitar skills and beautiful singing voice! Well, I won't make you wait any longer! Let's welcome AJ!" the MC finished her introduction of me. They said that I am the crowds favorite, still, after years of hearing those lines, I still don't believe it, I'm an average singer, but I'm pretty sure I'm a good guitar player. Maybe that's why the crowd likes me.
Now let's go down to business, I started checking my guitar making sure it is on the right tune, next is my mic stand making sure it is on the right height for me, my personal mic by saying "1,2,3 mic test", my amplifier by strumming the guitar string to make sure that it is plugged, and will produce music. Everything is now perfectly set up, and all I have to do now is to start playing my guitar and sing.
Before I started singing, I greeted first the audience. "Hi everyone, I'm not sure if all of you here know me,  so I will introduce myself for the new ones, I'm AJ short for Aika Johnson. I'm a singer and guitarist, hope ya'll enjoy this song. This song is titled Creep by Radiohead, but I'll sing Michelle Branch's version." I told the audience before I started strumming my guitar.
I started strumming the intro, readying myself to sing the first stanza when a beautiful person appeared right before my eyes, she's wearing ripped denim shorts, a white v-neck shirt, a dog tag necklace, and a black timberland shoes. "FCKN HELL! she's hot!"  I told to myself, luckily, being a professional, I recover myself immediately enough time to sing the first stanza.
"When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye"
I started singing the song while looking at her intently, and damn! she's looking at me too!
"You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so very special"
I'm still looking at her intensely, and she's also doing the same thing, I'm not sure but it seems like we're eye fckng.
"But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here"
The crowd is singing with me when I hit the chorus part, some are shouting, others are kissing and dancing. But I am too focused on the hot brunet in front of me. "Fck!!!" I'm practically screaming in my head because I can't believe how hot she is.
"I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so very special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here, oh, oh
She's running for the door
Running for the door
Running for the door
Oh oh
She's running for the door
Running for the door
Oh oh"
I'm singing my heart out, closing my eyes, losing myself in the song knowing that it's almost at its end. I can't hear anymore the echoes from the crowd's screaming. When I open my eyes readying my self for the last stanza and chorus of the song, I can see her smiling at me, so I smile at her widely before I sing the last two parts of the song.
"Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so very special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin' here?
I don't belong here
I don't belong here"
When I stopped singing and I strummed the last chord of my guitar, people were shouting my name while clapping their hands. Damn! I guess I am really the crowds favorite, okay, I'm just speaking based on what I observed with the audience's reactions. I look and smile at her for the last time before I went down on stage.
"Someone is inspired, ey!" Jared teased me, "Nah! I just love the song, and it is one of my favorites songs so I sang it well" I told him, "Okay, if you say so! But you really did well bro" he told me while tapping my shoulder, "Thanks Big  Bro, you always appreciate me." I told him this time I decided to hug him, not sure why, but I just felt like I want a hug. Weird.
Jared and I decided to drink in the front bar. While we were both on our second bottle, someone sits beside me and when I decided to see who it is, I am pretty sure God sends me his most beautiful angel. "FCK! FCK! FCK! is this really happening?!? shit do I look okay?!!"  Again, I'm screaming inside my head. "Hi!" the brunet said, "Hey!" I'm containing myself because I wanted to kiss her right now so I acted cool "fck me!". "Uhmp I just wanted to say that you're really good, and the song that you sang is one of my favorite songs," she said. I answered still acting cool "Really! I'm glad you like it, and thanks for appreciating my voice, by the way, I'm Aika Johnson but you can call me Aika" I took the initiative by introducing myself first, again, to look cool.  "I'm Red, Red Anderson" she told me, we shook our hands, and oh my fckn hell!!! I almost die, her hand is so smooth, it is warm and damn!!! she smell's nice.
I thought my life is already perfect, from having a bar, a flat, a nice car, and by doing music. But the moment that I held her hand, I know now that my life is not perfect at all, I know that I still need something for me to say that my life is totally perfect. I NEED HER, and I will do anything to get her.

I am Aika Johnson, 24 years old, gay, ambivert, musician, and loves to drink coffee. Everything in my life is perfect, I'm contented with everything that I have. One night while having a blast in a gig I met Red, a beautiful girl with a beautiful smile, eyes and a fckin perfect body.

We instantly become close friends, closer than close friends. Everything is perfect between the two of us, but I don't know when it all started, how it all started, and what went wrong.

I pushed my way through the crowd, I finally entered Midnight Muse. The time was 11:53, and I couldn't help but fall to the ground. The air wasn't thin and I was given a new glass of wine.
I was born with a real-life superpower. I can feel other people's emotions, although I feel them more. Having everybody's emotions in my mind rather than my own is extremely exhausting, the only time I truly feel at peace is when I'm on stage. Or doing art, a kind of art.
I've read thousands of articles on empath's and they all have one thing in common, they never have time to themselves. They say that the symptoms of being an empath are being highly sensitive and has major mood swings like a type of bipolar disorder. But no article is right, at least about me, I'm not sensitive about others, I don't connect with people easily I don't care what others think about me but I do have extreme mood swings.
My mother thought I was bipolar when I was younger, but after visiting a doctor they diagnosed me with an extreme case of empathy. I've met other empaths, but I've never met an empath with my attunement.
Being an empath isn't something I would ever brag about. Always feeling other's emotions rather than your own can be straining, the strain can be so intense I almost gave up, multiple times.
I caught my breath and my heart rate went back to normal. A woman stood before me. She was edgy. She was ginger with lots of freckles and light green eyes. She wore black lipstick and dark eyeliner. Her clothes screamed punk, she wore leather pants and a tight red belly shirt with no straps or bra.
"Are you Mackenzie Barnes?" The girl said with an attitude.
"Yes, that's me," I say standing up. I look down and meet her eyes. She blushes and straitens her back.
"Good, can you sing?" I look at her confused, the fact that I needed to know how to sing confused me. "Yeah... Why?"
"The band we hired for today is a no show and there someone important here for that reason, but since they didn't come and none of the other employees can sing we need you to fill in."
"What? But I-" She grabbed my arm and dragged me backstage.
"Do you want to keep this job? If you don't do it you're fired." I look at her shocked.
"But I haven't even been hired yet." She pushes me on stage. Standing there with hundreds of eyes on me. A mic went off. "Everyone welcome, Mackenzie Barnes!" The redhead said with the mic in her hands. Some people clapped slowly looking confused because they have no idea who I am.
I breathe in and I felt excitement, my excitement. I smile and go to the band members. I ask the man with the acoustic guitar if I could borrow it.
"Do you know how to use it?" The man said arrogantly. I sneered.
"In a matter of fact I do, and I'm probably better than you." I snap back. He looked at me shocked and gave me the guitar, I check if everything was in tune. The sound made a lot of people cringe. I love the sound of a guitar being tuned. I brush the strings and everybody suddenly looked at me.
I sat down on the chair and I breathed In, this was my favorite feeling, the anxious crowd debating if I'm good or not, looking at me with curious eyes and watching everybody dance when I blow them away. I always had that gift, I used to play at a local lounge in Toronto and no matter the crowd, everybody would love it when I'd go on stage.
looking at the crowd I see that's mostly women, so I'll play something for them, get them dancing and I got it.
I strum at the strings, the intro is short. After singing the first verse the drummer picked up on the song. The pianist entered as well. The song was popular and made the girls dance. Singing the bridge I stand up and spin myself around. After finishing the song there was a couple of girls dancing near the stage. One of them waved to try to catch my attention. I look at her and she bites her lip and winks. I smile while singing the last verse.
Once I finished the song, I grab the guitar by the neck and hand it to the guitarist, while the crowd cheered. He looked at me shocked and insulted. I smile at him and his bandmates. I get off stage and come face to face with the redhead.
"You're amazing. My name is Sienna, I'm your boss." I look at Sienna and feel a strong feeling of lust. She scans me with her eyes and tightens her thighs. She smiles at me energetically. The feelings are there but she's repressing them. I smile back, and it soon turns into something intense and lustful.
'It's been a while I could relax a bit.' I thought while looking at her legs in her black leather pants.
"Would It be a problem if I said I'm extremely attracted to my boss?" I say arching my back to be face to face with her. She bites her lip and squeezes her thighs together.
She then smiles and grabs my collar and drags me to the bathroom. She pushes me against the wall and grabs my neck pulling her face towards hers. "If it's mutual, I don't see a problem." She says biting my lip. She locks the bathroom door and looks at me smiling.
"Take off your shirt." She commands, I smile and unbutton my shirt slowly. After taking it off, I throw it on the floor. She looks at my stomach and smiles.
"That's what I'm talking about." I laugh and look down at my bare chest. I'm slim but fit, I work out a lot but only to keep in shape not to bulk up. I have a toned stomach, a nice six-pack, and no hair. I look back up at Sienna and smile. She grabs her shirt and throws it on the ground releasing her breasts.
"You not so bad yourself," I say grabbing her waist and pulling her closer. Tracing kisses from her lips down to her collarbones. She unbuckles my belt and I slowly unzip her pants. She's wearing a black laced thong.
"You came prepared," I say tracing the line of her thong. She smiled and placed her lips against mine. Wrestling with our tongues.
"I was going to bring someone home tonight, but you're better." She winks and grabs my manhood.
"Let's have some fun," Sienna said with a smirk.

Having a real life superpower, the ability to feel others emotions called Empathy, but Mackenzie Barnes wouldn't say it was a good thing.
He feels strained with this ability, he takes on all the emotions of the people around him rather than himself. But this gave him the love for the stage. Being on stage is the only time he can be himself.
What happens when he meets a boy who Mackenzie can't feel his emotions? What happens when Mackenzie, a straight man, falls inlove with him?
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Nathaniel Jax, the lead singer of the most popular boy band of this decade. His band MNKS.
Mackenzie and Nathaniel start off rocky but Nathaniel takes a liking to him. Will Nathaniel support Mackenzie on his journey to the top, or will he leave when he finds out Mackenzie can feel emotions.

Stacy used all of her power in her to bring her sister back to life. Once Stacy's energy drained her Sister was wondering where she is. Stacy's sister said," My name is Caster. Where am I? The last time i was here was when I was trying on the crown and Aaron wanted it." Stacy woke up finally after hours of sleep. Stacy said," Wait.. Are you my sister Caster?." Caster said," Yes! I am the the real Zombie Queen. Aaron thats your brother who is trying to get the throne for his own evil plan. Aaron trapped me away for a very long time." Stacy said,"I'm still can't give you the crown. Your not the only one who can use it." Caster said," Oh ok. But I can use the crown because father said it would be mine." Stacy said," Father's dead because of Aaron. Can you sing?." Caster said," Yes I can sing. Father isn't dead at all. Just trapped like me. You can't use the power yet until at full strength." Stacy said," I'm building a school for zombies and monsters in hiding and I need your help." Caster said," Alright!  What would you like me too do?." Skylar said," Nice too meet you. I'm engaged to Stacy. Names Skylar." Caster said," Nice to meet you to. Nice to see my little sister fiance is good looking." Stacy said," Quit! Sister!!." Caster said," Will its the truth." Skylar said," I need to talk to you Stacy if you get a chance." Stacy ignored him while talking to her sister. Stacy asked her sister to perform  on stage for more frame. Stacy said," Skylar, I need you to do a new electric guitar beat to this song I have." Skylar said," Sure but you need to listen first." Stacy said," No time. Will soon be starting." Caster said," You need to start listening to Skylar more often or you might loose him." As Performing with her sister, Skylar stepped in and started singing out of no. Stacy Stopped singing and started a electric guitar since Skylar stoped playing the electric guitar. After the concert Caster was laughing because she never seen two people switch out of no where. Stacy said," What's wrong with you Skylar?." Skylar said," You never listen to anything I say since today." Stacy said," Will I'm listening now. Tell me what you have to say." Skylar said," I wanted to say is if you can't manage having a boyfriend with all this stuff going on with me being in your life, maybe we need a break." Stacy said,"No! We don't need a break. But you will have to be their for each other more often ok. I been doing all of this by myself and that's why I didn't have enough time to be with you more." Skylar said," Its my fault to for not being their when you needed me the most. For that I am sorry. Stacy said," The fights tomorrow, The school is under construction." Skylar said," for the fight, Can I give you a makeover?." Stacy said," Sure! You always love doing fashion." Skylar said," Will you knew it from the start." Skylar that night gave Stacy the makeover. Stacy had on a black leather jacket with spikes in her hair. Purple highlights with the highlights matching her lipstick. She had on Leather pants to go with the whole look. Stacy said," Why don't you just become a fashion designer?." Skylar said," Will I really have too much on my plate and plus I love too keep it for you only." Stacy said," Are we all ready for the fight?." Aaron stepped in with his army. Aaron has on a red leather jacket with no shirt, showing his muscles. Aaron Jean's are red as will of not being leather. Aaron said," I came in ready for the fight." Stacy said," Skylar why won't you ever take off your shirt like Aaron's look." Skylar said," Why would I?." Aaron's face is in shock as like what's going on. Stacy said," You would look hot like that." Skylar said," Maybe some other time but right now Aaron's face is so funny." Aaron said," Quit laughing, All of you. Are we fighting or not." Stacy used the crown and control him and choked Aaron while putting him in a jail cage. Stacy scared the rest off for now until something else uprising comes about....

This story takes places when a human was born half zombie at night and human during the day. Her name is Stacy the most Popular girl in her school. Her besties Scar, and Scarlett are the only ones that know. She must keep her secret until she thinks theirs zombies like her but what she doesn't know students pulled a prank on her. That's when her zombie side comes out by mistake. Stacy at the end must choose her fate Zombie or Human when the next full moon comes or she will never live her life again but if she chooses zombie what will her besties do?

Fortunately, Duan Yujing's office has always had clothes for the two of them. Otherwise, Qing Ge's obvious signs of exercise must be hidden.
    When Qing Ge took a shower and got it out, he talked to Duan Yujing and went outside to find Li Yun. They went home to cook first. After all, they promised Li Yun to celebrate for him. Naturally, they shouldn't be too casual. They should cook more dishes, otherwise it would be bad.
    When Li Yun followed Shen Ningyu to Liujing, he didn't say much, but thanked him, and then waited for Qingge with Jam in the reception room, sat there and flipped through the magazines and newspapers on the coffee table, and saw that there was something about the music scene. Look at the news.
    The biggest reason Li Yun wants to enter the entertainment industry is that he wants to sing, not only for himself, but also for many people. He also knows that the entertainment industry is very complicated, but he doesn't need to be daunted now, he has nothing to worry about, and he always feels unwilling if he doesn't try it.
    When Qing Ge came over, I saw Li Yun looking down at the newspaper. Is it possible to make a magazine cover? Title: Quiet beautiful man!
    Even if I just finished exercising, there was nothing wrong with Qingge when he left. It is estimated that I have been pushed down more times during the day recently and I am used to it now.
    Habits are really terrible things...
    "Li Yun, sorry, have you been waiting for a long time?" Qing Ge laughed, sat down and touched Jam's head, and glanced at the newspaper in his hand. It was about the recent Golden Melody Award. Reports.
    "Brother, you are here, and you haven't waited long." Li Yun smiled lightly and closed the newspaper. He accidentally discovered that his brother's clothes had changed. It was a white shirt before, so why did he turn into a white T-shirt? ? Suddenly I remembered the scene of my brother pulling him away, his face was slightly embarrassed, it turned out that two men can also have sex? How much love does it take to give yourself to another person?
    Of course Qing Ge didn't know what he was thinking, but how did he know that one of his unintentional actions opened the door to a new world for his brother. He took the jam to stand up and asked Li Yun to go back with him first.
    There is never a shortage of ingredients at home. Qingge is picky and chooses. Finally, he gave up his plan to make a full banquet. With his craftsmanship, he should make a green bean paste and make sweet and sour pork ribs. Can only be done to the recipe, the taste-not necessarily the entrance.
    Li Yun is also a master who has never entered the kitchen. Standing at the door of the kitchen, looking at some unfamiliar ingredients, he was slightly dumbfounded. He usually eats the food made by Wang's wife at home. Find a restaurant to eat. Where can I know what to do with these ingredients? But he stuck at the door, as if not being helpful...it was a bit too rude.
    "Brother, do you want to help?"
    Qing Ge raised his head and pointed to the Caixin in the wash basin: "Do you know how to choose Caixin?"
    Li Yun nodded lightly, "It should be."
    He rolled up his sleeves and chose Caixin. Now, I'm a little curious: "Brother, have you always been cooking?"
    If that's the case, brother is too virtuous, doing laundry and cooking at home, but Duan Yujing doesn't seem to be such a strong person, so he won't have to Stay home and help him cook, right?
    It still feels a bit unfair. Two people love each other, and everyone is equal. Who has the right to let someone specialize in housework at home?
    Qing Ge was cutting meat on a cutting board, and she couldn't help but laugh at the words: "Then I'm afraid I'm going to starve to death. Don't think I can cook a lot of dishes. At best, I will cook three dishes and one soup. Usually it's my love's cooking, unless he is special If you are busy, it will be my turn to do it, otherwise you think it will be my turn to enter the kitchen?"
    "The brother is very nice to you." Li Yun nodded lightly.
    "You're not in love with one girl, right?" Young Singer smiling, said, the chopped meat attached to the plate, "anyway you quickly grown up, find a girlfriend is also normal."
    Conversational , Qingge's nature of gossip is flaming, quite a parental sense of worry.
    Well, to find a girlfriend, you must look for someone who is gentle and considerate like Jing Ge, who can cook and has a good temper, oh! Look good too.
    "...I don't want to find a girlfriend." Li Yun said, and paused, "I don't like women."
    Qing Ge was blindfolded: "..." What? Does not like women mean like men? I didn't seem to see who Li Yun liked in the last life?
    "I don't know, I have always had no idea about women." Li Yun added again, unaware of his brother's trapping.
    Qing Ge blinked and smiled lightly: "...it's okay, it's not good to find a girl, just find someone who is good for you."
    "Yeah." Li Yun nodded lightly, focusing on choosing Caixin in his hand.
    The two Qing Ge worked in the kitchen for a while, and Duan Yuchen returned from school.
    "Little brother, I'm back!"
    "Little brother! Big brother!" There is no one in this voice...
    "Hey, I'm in the kitchen." Qing Ge is already speechless about his little brother's problems, and he will keep shouting if he shouldn't .
    Duan Yuchen leaned in his head, saw Li Yun, pursed his lips and asked, "Little brother, who is he?"
    Qing Ge waved, called people over, and said with a smile: "This is Brother Li Yun, at our house tonight. For dinner, I bought pizza for you. Go and slice it. Aren't you hungry in class?"
    "Hello, I'm Duan Yuchen." Duan Yuchen smiled politely, "Is the guitar in the living room yours? Can I play the guitar? Can I listen to it?"
    "Hello."
    " My eyes are really poisonous, I saw the guitar as soon as I came in?" Qing Ge joked, and laughed at Li Yun, "Li Yun, this is from Yu Jing Brother, just call him Yuchen. You go out and rest for a while, here is already done, and I will do the rest."
    Li Yun nodded lightly, handed him the washed Caixin, and went out with Duan Yuchen, not for a while. , The sound of guitar came from the living room.
    "Li Yun, how long have you learned the guitar? Is this difficult to learn? Can you sing while playing the guitar? Can you play a lot of music?" Duan Yuchen sat there looking at him curiously, how handsome playing guitar is! He has always wanted to learn.
    "I learned it when I was eight years old. It's been almost ten years." Li Yun stopped to look at him, "If you want to learn, I can teach you simple songs, which is not too difficult. But you have to make up for the others. a. "
    " OK good! then you teach me to play a song of blessing, OK? "section Yu dust did forget things also for his little brother in trouble with little patience before their own, the friendship between the boys come very Quickly, if you have a common hobby and a common topic, you will become partners.
    People with quiet temperament generally have good patience, so even if Duan Yuchen plays the wrong time several times, and there is no standard note coming out, Li Yun is not in a hurry, but slowly tells him where to put his finger or where it is needed. Improve.
    The shortcomings of the two brothers in the Duan family are singing. Duan Yujing can't pronounce it correctly, only a few songs, and Duan Yuchen is also half-sound silly, and has never understood the strings of the guitar from beginning to end.
    Qing Ge simply made a few home-cooked dishes in the kitchen. He could only make a yellow braised chicken. He still added the seasoning to the recipe. There was squid in the refrigerator, so he made a fried squid silk, celery fried shrimp, and then For meat or something, put a few side dishes, such as carrot fried pork, potato shreds, stir-fried cabbage heart, and finally boiled a pork bone and barley soup.
    Qing Ge looked at the prepared dishes. Not surprisingly, he tried the taste first. It tasted decent, but shouldn't it be too much? Have four people finished eating?
    After opening a bottle of red wine again, he suddenly felt that what was going on with him, he didn't need to wait for Brother Jing to come back to make so many dishes.
    In the living room, Duan Yuchen sat down on the sofa and listened to Li Yun playing the guitar. Qing Ge came out and saw the two of them. He smiled and said, "What's wrong with Xiaochen? Li Yun is so good, I heard it all in the kitchen, why are you? Do you have a bitter face? Don't you like the guitar? Or you can sign up for a class after the entrance exam?"
    Duan Yuchen bulged his cheeks, slightly embarrassed: "I have been learning for so long, and I can't even learn a small part. I keep playing the wrong part. Brother Li Yun teaches me every time, but I can't learn it."
    "..." Qing Ge He laughed, "Do you think you are a superman, you can learn anything. Li Yun has studied for so long. If you want to be as unfamiliar as you, you won't be studying for nothing? He won the city's first place in the art exam this year."
    Duan Yuchen was surprised. Mouth: "No. 1 in the city? That's amazing!"
    Li Yun lightly curled his lips: "Doesn't Yuchen also win the first prize when participating in the national competition? Everyone is good at it, so don't worry."
    "I heard it? It's silly all day." Qing Ge knocked on his brother's head, "Go get the pizza, slice it and eat it together, I'll feed the jam, and I'll have dinner when Brother Jing comes back."
    "Okay."
    That night. When the four people were sitting on the table, there was a large table of dishes, Qing Ge opened a bottle of red wine, and everyone happily ate their meal, as it was to celebrate the success of Li Yun's exam.
    When enough to eat, drink and play, Qing Ge finally remembered that he was a sophomore student who was about to leave home for two consecutive days, feeling that he was already a salted fish.
    But even if Qing Ge ran to class obediently, the little friend did not come. Yao Meiren took a month off and stayed at home to accompany Leng Shi, and said that she would not go out. Qingge desperately wanted to find Mo Ziliu and
    Shen Zeyu to make a fuss, but- Shen Zeyu and Mo Ziliu had already Really acquired Xinyuan and became the boss behind them. Both of them came from a big family. They are very good at socializing and promoting relationships, and they are also busy dealing with various problems of the company every day.
    In school, except for the required courses, no one can be found at other times. Sometimes Qingge will be arrested by young men, design a website for them, and look at the plan.
    Qing Ge is lying sadly on the table, listening to the teacher on the podium lecturing endlessly. This feeling of not having a friend to play with you, and no beauty to watch, is not good at all.
    But in such boring days, Qingge's first work is finally coming out. The crew of "Generals in Troubled Times" is officially finished and it is scheduled to be released.
    This drama, starred by Mu Tianwang, who has been in the limelight recently, is directed by the famous director Zhang Xin. Whether it is costumes or etiquette, the production of various scenes is first-class, and the most mysterious newcomer screenwriter Lin Qingge.
    To say that the hottest topic is the new writer Qing Ge, who does not have two brushes, how can we invite a new director? Many netizens began to question whether the new director relied on the backstage. There were different opinions on the Internet, some were ridiculed, some were looking forward to the work, and there were also people who ate melons.
    But these bad comments were all broken by a Weibo.
    On the night before the broadcast of "General of the Troubled Times", after the Qingge was updated in Jinjiang, I ran to my Weibo of Qingge Liushang and advertised myself:
    ""The Generals of the Troubled World" will meet with you tomorrow. I hope you can support me, thank you little angels!" The
    picture shows Qing Ge's profile face sitting on the balcony reading a book, white shirt and suit pants, shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, and a faint sunlight hit his chestnut hair. , His slender fingers were turning the pages of the book, and there was a Labrador lying on his side next to him.
    One person, one dog is almost adorable to fan his little angel, and sharp-eyed fans also found that this profile face is exactly the same person as the photo sent by the newcomer's screenwriter.
    "Lying grass! This is Liu Shangda himself?? Chicken jelly!"
    "It turned out to be a beautiful boy!! I want to give birth to a monkey!"
    "Give birth to a monkey!"
    "Emma, ​​I live too heavy. I'm so angry, why did you say it today?! Just to clear the name of the song Liushang, "Generals in Troubled Times" is determined!"
    "This dog is a pure Labrador, it is precious!"
    "Lying grass! Big real person Is it? Licking the screen! Update quickly!"
    ...
    The little angels underneath have exploded. They know that the style of writing is very good, and they all search for various micro movies under the title of Qing Ge Liushang. The feelings of each one are just right, and the plot turns unexpectedly. It was a touch of warmth again, and I could only sigh after reading it.
    But they didn't know that they even wrote a TV series that they liked, and it was about to be released before telling them that this is too unreliable, let's not say it earlier!
    Speaking earlier, they had already licked the screen, Emma, ​​they were so sad to be so capricious!
    Suddenly, the remarks that Qing Ge relied on the backstage and that he was the trousers brother was immediately suppressed by Qing Ge Liushang's diehard fans.
    "Rely on the backstage? Please go to Jinjiang to see and talk with the works! At least one update a day, I have completed six novels, and the seventh has started!" "
    No novels? Watching micro-movies online! Top ten excellent There are definitely eight of Qingge Liushang's screenwriters!"
    "Pants brother? Liu Shangda's monthly income for writing novels at Jinjiang is higher than yours!"
    "..."
    The first time Weibo comments were so intense, However, most of them are supportive voices. Even the people who eat melons, after seeing the photos and the works, all expressed their support. There are not many beautiful and talented young people!
    Just as the people below were shouting to give birth to monkeys, a "passerby fan" silently said:
    "Didn't you find out that you already wear a wedding ring on the ring finger of your left hand? No one will wear the jewelry. Right here?"

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Description
Lin Qingge’s body was pathetically weak, so weak that just taking a few steps would make him gasp for breath. His own family treated him like he didn’t exist. His birth mother died when he was young and his father promptly remarried and knocked his stepmom up. His father didn’t like him, his stepmom looked askance at him and his step siblings coveted his position. Who told him to be the lawful eldest with inheritance rights?

When Lin Qingge was eighteen he came out of the closet, creating a huge rift between him and his family. It was all for that guy, Liu Yang. He’d whispered sweet nothings in his ear, saying things like he’d protect him and bs like that. Lin Qingge’s old man blew his top when he found out and promptly disowned him. That didn’t matter to Lin Qingge, he had Liu Yang afterall. He fully believed in that guys words and goodwill.

If only he wasn’t so s*upid…

Ultimately Liu Yang was like a vampire sucking his wealth dry, leaving a husk behind. After pushing Liu Yang to a high position, Lin Qingge finally collapsed in his apartment. It was a sad sorry sight. Closing his eyes, he knew this was the end of him. Who knew he would wake up instead in a different time and a different place?

Eh? What’s this? Well fine! This time I’m gonna hug that brother’s thigh real tight and never let go!

Associated Names 
Q
青歌[重生]

Author
戏楼蒹葭
Xilou Jianjia

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College/University 
Confident Protagonist 
Cute Protagonist 
Devoted Love Interests 
Handsome Male Lead 
Love at First Sight 
Modern Day 
Past Plays a Big Role 
Second Chance 
Sickly Characters 
Weak Protagonist 
Wealthy Characters

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A Song for You! (discontinued)

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