What happens when two worlds collide. A runner and a hi-caste K-sec Lieutenant officer run into each other after faith has been in prison for 2 years.

Andrea Caputo was a girl who worked as a chef at Serra Restaurant, her parents died and left her and her little sister sick sister alone, one day coincidence brings her and Luca Serra the leader of one of the biggest Italian Mafia together, but also the coincidence has once brought her with the FBI agent Owen Jones when she's put between her little sister and prison what is she going to do?

Luca Serra, one of the most feared Mafia Capos, everyone who dared to say no to him ended up dead, but one day he puts his sight on the best chef at his restaurant, Andrea Caputo when he knew about her sister, he took advantage of her, but what will happen when he finds out that she has been arrested.

Owen Jones, one of the best FBI agents, he was an orphan until one day, a loving family who couldn't have kids, adopted him, but they were killed when he was 18 years old and he knew who was responsible for that so he decided to go after them and became an FBI agent, but what will happen when life gets him and Andrea Caputo together.

Ren could feel a spine-tingling sensation as the Goddess of Light glared at him. It has been quite a long time since he felt this sense of danger. The last time he felt this indescribable feeling of dread was back when he fought the ORIGIN. Ren who felt his body shivering in both fear and excitement couldn't help but smile that vicious smile of his. Ren's shadow started to expand as multiple spears came out from it.  
Ren infused his mana into the spears and with his total control made the spears levitate beside him. Ren then quickly pushed the spears forward making them dart towards the Goddess of Light. The speed of the spears were five times faster than the speed of sound.  
The Goddess of Light looked at the incoming spears with disdain, and the moment they were about to hit her, the spears phased through her body. In the eyes of others, the Goddess of Light didn't move as the spears simply went through her body, on the other hand, Ren saw something different. The Goddess of Light moved so fast that she was able to dodge the spears with minimum movement and quickly returned to her original spot. She moved so fast that her dodging looked like she was just standing there.  
Ren couldn't help himself as the smile on his face grew wider. Ren used his mana control to make the spears that went past the Goddess of Light come back, while he charged forward. Ren alongside the floating spears attacked the Goddess of Light. Ren didn't give the Goddess of Light any leeway as he attacked in all directions. Yet the same as before the Goddess of Light evaded each strike with the same minimal movement.  
"Hmph, can't you see that kind of attack won't even hit me?"  
"Is that so?"  
When the Goddess of Light heard Ren's reply, she finally noticed that her cheek had a little cut on it. She was truly surprised to see that she got damaged. Even without dodging, there were only a few types of mortal weapons that could harm her, the only reason she was dodging now was to show Ren the disparity between them. Yet now that she saw that Ren's weapons could actually harm her she felt a little relieved that she was dodging those strikes.  
"Heh, so even deities bleed."
When the Goddess of Light heard what Ren said she grew even more infuriated. As Ren was about to begin his assault again, the Goddess of Light lifted her hands and pointed at mirrors on the walls. A burst of light came flying out of her fingers hitting the nearby mirrors. The light then bounced from mirror to mirror creating a web of light that disintegrated the floating spears.  
It was a good thing that Ren was able to guess beforehand why there were mirrors on the wall, in a room that had nothing but decorations that could show one's reflection. The moment Ren saw that burst of light he quickly summoned numerous shields from his shadow which covered him, and he did the same for Lara and the others who were at the corner of the room.  
The power of that one burst of light almost broke his shields. Just two more strikes like that and Ren's stock of shields would be depleted. So before the Goddess of Light could make her next move, Ren quickly summoned several dozens of weapons which he immediately threw at all the mirrors and decorative pieces in the room.  
"Hmph, so you're not just a brute, you can actually use your head. Still, that won't be enough to defeat me."
After she said those words the Goddess of Light's hands started to blur as several bursts of light came flying towards Ren. Despite the attacks being literally as fast as light, Ren was able to dodge every single beam. As he was about ready to counterattack, Ren suddenly lost his sight. Still, even without his sight, Ren could sense the area around him. As he was confused as to what happened he heard the Goddess of Light's voice.
"Do you understand now, unlike your title Strongest Mortal Soul, the title of Goddess of Light isn't just for show. As a world deity, I have the power of law on my side, as I can control this world's light. For as long as you're a being that exists in this world, I can plunge you into the darkness. This is the end for you, well it's not like I expected you to do any better. Well, even though you're about to die now, you should be proud that you were able to wound me."  
The Goddess of Light then fired multiple bursts of light towards Ren. She was expecting Ren to die with that assault, but to her surprise even without being able to see Ren was able to dodge all the beams of light. The Goddess of Light then continued her assault but Ren was still able to dodge. After a while, the Goddess of Light who was unable to hit Ren returned the light of his eyes.  
That ability of hers that takes one's light uses too much divine power and since it wasn't working the way she wanted it to, she deactivated it.  
Ren who was able to see again smiled. After those exchanges, it would seem that the two were at a stalemate. Ren and the Goddess of Light were having difficulty hitting each other, and it would seem that they were evenly matched to those who were watching. 
Yet the truth was Ren was on the losing side. In that brief exchange between him and the Goddess of Light, Ren could already guess how the battle was going to end. Even with his spiritual energy and his physical body getting stronger every second, Ren knew that with his current abilities the Goddess of Light wasn't someone he could defeat using such half-ass means.
 Ren then looked at Lara and did some cryptic hand signals. When Lara saw Ren's hand signals she nodded her head. Seeing Lara's response Ren looked at the Goddess of Light while gathering all the mana he had. He even used his Spirit Aura to the very limit of what he cand produce.  
"As expected of a deity, you're harder to deal with than I thought. Still, even you would get hurt if you're hit by this." Ren gathered everything he currently had into Snertal.  


The strongest Demon Lord dies and reincarnates as a human. 

Follow his journey as he learns more about the truths of his past. About the secrets within himself that he never knew before.

"Really?" Yun Jiuge exclaimed as her eyes lit up. She did not have many pets. Her Pipi Mouse previously was possessed by Cute Little Baby's consciousness, so it did not count.
Beside Mr. and Mrs. Treasure-hunting Scorpion, she was only left with the pink Mother Legendary Venomous Insect given to her by Jun Yichen.
Now that she had the opportunity to hatch the Mother Legendary Venomous Insect, she was certainly willing by all means.
"Of course," Zi Shang replied, feeling somewhat guilty when he saw Yun Jiuge so happy. The method that he taught was slightly savage. He hoped Yun Jiuge would not flip out.
"So, what do we have to do?" Yun Jiuge asked. She could not wait to take out the Mother Legendary Venomous Insect. A gentle light was radiating from inside the pink cocoon in her fair hands.
Zi Shang took the cocoon and under Yun Jiuge's expectant gaze, threw it over to the place with the most intense Fiendish Qi.
The pink cocoon streaked across like a meteor in front of Yun Jiuge and disappeared into the endless darkness. The Walking Corpses and evil spirits swarmed around like sharks sensing blood and overwhelmed the insect in an instant.
"Ahh! What are you doing!" Yun Jiuge screamed and turned around, wanting to rescue the Mother Legendary Venomous Insect.
Zi Shang grabbed Yun Jiuge by the shoulders and said in a composed manner, "Don't be anxious. Your Legendary Venomous Insect which should have hatched long ago was just lazy to come out. If you don't give it a little push, it'll really become a fossil."
"But you don't have to goad it this way! What if something happens?" Yun Jiuge replied.
"If something goes wrong, I'll save it," Zi Shang answered. He would not let anything happen to the Mother Legendary Venomous Insect.
"You'd better keep to your word," Yun Jiuge angrily responded. Her eyes anxiously stared at the center area swarming with Walking Corpses.
The original dark black fog suddenly undulated. A small vortex appeared out of thin air and expanded continuously. The whole space throbbed violently like angry waves in the sea.
The Walking Corpses were swept into the vortex and instantly torn to pieces before turning into black fog.
The place where the cocoon disappeared suddenly spewed out alternating black and white rays that lit up the whole space in an instant.
Next, a black-and-white butterfly flapped its wings and slowly flew up, circling over everyone's heads with a dizzying mist of light.
This butterfly was roughly the size of a palm, and its left side was pure black with a fine decorative design forming a vicious male devil's head. Its right side was pure white, but resembling the face of a kind-looking woman.
Right in the middle was a black colored body. Its head had the face of a delicate, cute girl. It was pouting its lips as if it was angry.
"A Reincarnated Yin-Yang Butterfly?" Zi Shang thought to himself. He raised his eyebrows and transmitted a message to Yun Jiuge saying, "Ahhh, lucky you. After this Legendary Venomous Insect absorbed Cute Little Baby's Demon Qi, it actually evolved into such a rare breed."
"What's so special about this Reincarnated Yin-Yang Butterfly?" Yun Jiuge asked, with her eyes fixated on the black-and-white butterfly.
"As the name implies, a Reincarnated Yin-Yang Butterfly can reverse the Qi of Yin and Yang. It can even create vitality in dead areas. It's a rare treasure. But yours is still quite young, so it can only deal with these Walking Corpses," Zi Shang replied flatly.
A fully evolved Reincarnated Yin-Yang Butterfly could create a small world in itself. It was the best Weapon Spirit to refine a miniature world but was also a favorite treasure of the powerful presence.
Yun Jiuge's eyes lit up and she hurriedly waved to the black-and-white butterfly as she said, "My darling, quickly come to Big Sister."
The black-and-white butterfly shot a glance at Yun Jiuge when it heard her call. It continued to pout and ignore her, still looking angry from being thrown out.
"My darling, don't be angry. Big Sister has candies for you," Yun Jiuge cajoled as she poured out two Cherry Pills onto her hand.
At this, the black-and-white butterfly landed satisfactorily on Yun Jiuge's hand. After it ate the Cherry Pills, it obediently rested on her shoulder. It was easily coaxed after all.
"Darling, you'll be called Feifei from now on!" Yun Jiuge said as she tenderly touched Feifei's little head.
Feifei flapped its black-and-white wings. It was very satisfied with the name.
"Miss Yun, can I ask what breed your butterfly is? Where can I find one?" Leng Hui asked as he looked at Feifei with excitement.
He had just seen with his own eyes how the small butterfly flapped its wings and the Fiendish Qi became a vortex. Those Walking Corpses and evil spirits were trapped inside the vortex and could not come out.
If he could have such a butterfly too, then he would not have to worry about Hui Kingdom being corroded by Fiendish Qi again.
"It's a Legendary Venomous Insect given to me by a friend. It's unlikely that there's another one in the world," Yun Jiuge replied while shaking her head.
Jun Yichen had bred so many Legendary Venomous Insects and only produced Feifei, the Mother Legendary Venomous Insect.
Moreover, during the process of spinning its cocoon, it was corroded by Pipi Mouse's Demon Qi. It was due to this fortuity that it developed into a Reincarnated Yin-Yang Butterfly. It would be difficult to recreate another.
"I see," Leng Hui uttered in extreme disappointment.
He wanted to buy this butterfly from Yun Jiuge. But when he saw how fond Yun Jiuge was of this butterfly, perhaps she would not part with this cherished pet. But he did not want to give up without asking.
Leng Hui was thinking about how to bring up the topic when Leng Bai pulled him over and pointed to the open space that emerged after the Fiendish Qi vanished, saying, "A thoroughfare has appeared."
A black ladder appeared in front of everyone.
"Let's go!" Yun Jiuge said excitedly as she waved.
The female Scorpion and Feifei had both gained benefits. It could be the Treasure-hunting Scorpion's turn in the next floor. She looked forward to this quite a bit!
Zi Shang swept his icy gaze across Leng Hui and his brothers before he took hold of Yun Jiuge's hand to get on the black ladder.
Leng Hui momentarily choked on his saliva. Zi Shang's gaze clearly warned them not to get any ideas.
"Big Brother, things are already good now," Leng Bai commented. He understood his oldest brother's intentions and he also very much wanted to have that amazing butterfly.
But he was well aware that their entire Hui Kingdom was not worth mentioning to these two foreign Cultivators. Angering them would only bring catastrophe.
"Okay," Leng Hui answered as he helplessly suppressed his idea and followed suit in going up the black ladder.
The seventh floor was a Labyrinth of Mirrors. Panels of incomparably smooth crystal mirrors filled up the entire space, as if there were countless figures staring back at them. It made them dizzy.
"How can we pass through this?" Yun Jiuge asked. She looked at the densely packed reflections of herself in the mirrors and felt goose bumps.
"Let me have a look," Zi Shang replied as he looked around to assess the situation.
"The sixth and seventh floors are both Labyrinths. These mirrors are formed by Fantasy Qi, so breaking them won't work. The only way to get through this is to find the right passageway," Leng Hui said.
The Labyrinth of Mirrors might have seemed simple, with the mirrors looking like they could be easily broken. But for it to appear on the sixth floor showed how complex a place it was.
If someone inexperienced were to blast the mirrors to pieces, he would immediately be taken back to the first floor. The Labyrinth would then also start to spread from the first floor. One would be trapped inside forever if one could not find a way out. This was one of the most complex obstacles in the tower.
"I hate walking in a Labyrinth," Yun Jiuge commented. She was most troubled by these paths that looked identical and not knowing whether to turn left or right.
"Take your Panic Grass out," Zi Shang instructed. He had already come up with a way.


She roused from a pool of blood, vowing to exact retribution on those who had harmed her. 
She slapped her despicable father and smacked his wicked concubines 
 She trampled on a two-faced girl who acted innocent but had a malicious heart, and pointed her sword towards the heartless man who was unworthy of her love. 
Countless beasts trembled in front of her cute pet, and her divine artifact intimidated even the Ninth Heaven. 
As soon as her Elixir  Furnace was lit up, the world came to kneel before her. 
Between him and her, it all started with a fair trade. Yet, the handsome demon ended up being obsessed with her. 
“Lay an egg for me, and I’ll promise you a peaceful life in any of the three realms!” He wrapped himself around her eagerly. 
“Leave me alone, and I’ll grant you a long life till eternity!” She pushed him away with a defiant laugh. 
 

The bonquet hall was one small hall but was decorated extravagantly in all white with white curtains, mirrors and other decorative hangings and it gave out a pure vibe. The dias was low and the entire hall was decorated with tulips, white roses and different kinds of lilies. The entire theme suited perfectly with the dresses of Abhi and Shriya.

The dias had an entrance which is made of beautiful flowers and leaves and the arch looked perfect for photoshoot. 

The entire hall was lit up with different kinds of LED lights and the entire ceiling was decorated with beautiful and bright lights and chandeliers.

 There were two big round tables which can accommodate atleast twelve persons each are present on either side of the   dias.  The tables have scented candles lit on them and gave a warm and a peaceful feeling. 

 Everyone gathered at the hall and was waiting for the people who are getting engaged there to arrive.

Sony wore the sky blue and baby pink sequence netted lehenga and she matched it with simple uncut diamond set and she looked so pure and perfect.

Gouthami wore the yellow and black lengths and she matched it with a pair of heavy golden junkies. She didn't wear any necklace and her hair was braided into a side bun decorated with flowers and she gave out a modern and a confident aura.

Brahmini wore a peach colored long dress and she wore only a pair or pink ear studs on her. Manvi wore the white saree with mirrors and she also had diamond hangings. Her hair was left loose and was put onto her one shoulder. She had her mangalsutr on her neck and it looked perfect and simple on her.

 Pumpkin wore the saffron colored long dress with a gold colored banaras jacket over it and she wore a pair of golden kundan ear studs and the dress matched her tomboy personality.

Pretti wore a mini version of Shriya's dress. A helper helper her dress up. She also wore the same kind of junkies but they are light in weight and she carried it with ease. Her hair was made into beautiful curls and let loose onto her shoulders  and she had a few pins on her hair and she looked super adorable and cute just like a little princess who walked out of the Disney land. 

She stood next to Gouthami and Rahul and fir some they looked like a perfect family. He kissed he cheek and said while pinching her small nose "My devil looks pretty today" and the little girl giggled happily. 

All the men kept their look simple by wearing a plain white shirt and a pair of jeans pants. All of them looked elegant. 

Atlast, under so many happy faces and expectations Shriya and Abhi came to the hall walking hand in hand.

The girls were surprised to see Shriya in that dress. They had no idea about the dress Abhi presented and even Shriya forgot to tell her friends as they were busy with the fair event before. 

Shriya looked at the people and around the hall and her smile stiffened. Though she recovered soon and smiled the smile didn't touch her eyes.

Abhi could sense the change in her and he didn't react to it. They walked towards the dais with bleaming smiles on their faces. 

They reached the dais and stood on it. There was also a purohit present there and the servants arranged two beautiful sankheda cushion stools for them to sit and one for the purohit. 

Shriya and Abhi sat on them and the purohit chanted few mantras and done some pooja. All the members occupied the two big tables which are just opposite to the dais and watched the ceremony. 

Vamshi and few other photographers stated their work by capturing every moment and recording it. 

After twenty minutes the pooja was done and it was almost time for them to exchange the rings. 

They stood up and everyone else also stood up and gathered near the dais. Shriya was happy and she enjoyed the moment. 

But when Abhi took the ring from Kunal's hand, her face. She constantly looked at the entrance expectantly. 

Abhi murmured in her ears in a concerned tone "You are looking at the entrance. Are you expecting someone. love ?".

She looked at him and said while nodding "Well, I am waiting for Naveem bhai. He said he will be here but he is not here yet."

Abhi nodded and looked at his watch. He then looked at the purohit and asked "How much time is there to exchange the rings".

He looked at Abhi with doubt but replied "Two minutes" and the latter nodded and said "Let's wait for them then".

She looked at him and was about to say something when two handsome men walked through the door.

Shriya was utterly happy and at the same time a bit surprised. She looked at her man surprised and then back at the two men and she couldn't believe her win eyes. She ran to them happily. 

Shriya walked upto Naveen who was smiling at her and was also apologizing while holding his ears as if he was about to do sit ups there  and said "Sorry, my flight was delayed".

She just nodded and smiled and Naveen whispered "Now go, or else boss will skin me out alive".

She then looked at the handsome man who was in a white plaid shirt with chinese collar and Khakis who was smiling at her with a beaming smile which made her eyes twinkle hearts. She hugged him and said "Thank you for coming here".

Everyone are shocked and Abhi was utterly shocked and felt speechless. He looked at his woman and the man beside her who was giggling at her like a happy kid.

Abhishek is a famous actor in India and is known for his sincerity at work place.  He is a  cold, mysterious and oof person. His first love is Shriya Sheren, who is an orphan. He follows her for almost three years , without her knolwedge.  

But he comes in front of her one day, seeing him she asks him "Aren't you the famous Actor Abhishek Malhotra, Are you the one who wants to spend the night with me."

Next morning Abhishek offered her coffee with a smile on his face and said " Last night you promised me  that you will let me take care of you." 

 Will she accept his proposal to stay with him. What happens if she decides to stay with him and what are her reasons to become a mistress all of a sudden..

How Abhi is going to be make her his women and what happens when he decided to stay with her for a long time. 

Will she be able to manage his high profile status and become worthy to be his girlfriend. 

How does her life change after she met that dream man  of all the girls in the entire country. 

Thought: "What you have left with is more important than what you have lost".

In the time it took Wang Lu to get from the study to the front door, the ringing doorbell had turned from a mild nuisance to a raging headache.
Wang Lu opened the front door and glared at everything in his path, the sun, the grass, the birds flitting through the air, and especially the smiling postman with a package in his hands. It was too early in his opinion to be smiling that much and genuinely.
"The Lu's mansion?" Came the gentle inquiry from the postman who had dimmed the wattage of his smile
"Yes," his voice was hoarse, roughened by lack of sleep and a serious hangover.
"I have a package for you," the postman answered before thrusting a clipboard at him "please sign here"
Wang Lu grabbed the clipboard and sprawled almost illegibly across its surface before passing it back, the postman quickly replaced it with a slim but thick package and a murmured, "have a nice day" before backing out of his driveway.
Wang Lu looked at the package in his hands, but didn't even bother to check the name on it. It looked important and it was obviously something that would require all of his attention, he wasn't ready to give it yet.
Standing in the doorway with the noise of birds in the outer garden filling the air, he scratched his face absently and wondered where his butler and servants was, closely followed by thoughts of coffee.
He closed the door gently, if for no reason than to prevent aggravating the marching band in his head, and stepped back into the house.
Wang Lu turned towards the kitchen and froze when he caught sight of himself in one of the decorative mirrors on the wall.
He looked rough, haggard, and unkempt. His eyes were swollen and red, rimmed with an even bigger band of red and veins lining his pupils. His lips looked just a little blue and thinned, he could see the lines bracketing his face and the scruff that he had left untended for several days that was growing into a red rash of a beard.
His hair was clean but otherwise in disarray but his biggest shock was the look in his eyes, it was too much and too little all at the same time and Wang Lu remembered why he had been avoiding mirrors for a while, call him a coward but he wasn't ready to see what he had finally become....yet. Ever since he came back from meeting Lei Zhao, his life let's say has been a quite a mess.
Arriving in the kitchen he cast a cursory look at the expanse of steel and marble with nothing out of place and finally located the bubbling coffee pot.
It told him his butler and servants was somewhere in the house, maybe too far away to hear the doorbell ring. Two cups of black coffee later he felt more like himself more capable of dealing with the contents of his slim package.
He placed it dead center on the table in front of him, barely an inch from his cup of coffee. He sat down on one of the kitchen stools and exhaled loudly
Wang Lu eyed it again, noting the lack of a return address or the indication of whoever sent the package. He knew the contents were going to be life-changing, he couldn't exactly dismiss the strong sense of foreboding that had gripped him since it landed in his hands but he vaguely wondered if he was interested in having his life changed just yet. He was still reeling from the last time he had his world ripped out from under him.
Wang Lu eyed the package with mounting curiosity and swore, a harsh sound in the serene environment of the kitchen before getting to his feet to dump his cup in the sink before returning to hunch over the package.
He swore again and attacked the packaging. The pictures slid out first, then the letter then a thin stack of papers.
He tore open the letter first, unable to look at the pictures, the last time he had looked at pictures he hadn't quite survived it. Even now he wished he had been given a choice of ignorance, he wished someone had asked his permission before forcing their own twisted truth on him.
The first line snagged his attention... It began innocently enough.
"All these years you have been blinded by your ego. I hope these removes the blind fold from your eyes. And you regret losing the only person who truly ever loved you."
The words hit him with the force of a death knell, he couldn't help the low grunt of anguish, he quickly abandoned the letter in favor of the pictures but they weren't any kinder.
Slowly, the blindfold was removed from his eyes. He couldn't help returning to the letter every time, hoping to find something, anything to make sense of the hell he had put himself through.
Every line, every flat surface, every glossy picture condemned him, told a story in which he was a villain. He felt his heartbreak, felt the tears stream down his face until they eddied in his scruffy beard.  
Around Wang Lu were the pieces of a lie he had believed but he couldn't even claim to be the victim, he couldn't claim to be the one hurt. He had been the blind person, breaking the people he loved, blinding by his hurt pride and a huge ego.
He had destroyed something, something he hadn't deserved in the first place.
For maybe the first time in a long time, he had a purpose, it wasn't pretty, it wasn't good, it didn't suddenly make him the good guy but at least he was no longer the blind fool playing the martyr.
Wang Lu pulled all the pictures and papers together and headed for his study in purposeful motion, he had things to do.  
He dropped everything on the table and reached for the phone. First things first, he needed to truly see people for whom they were, starting the ones closest to him.
The connection clicked and he heard that familiar voice from several miles away, "hello mother"


#Nominated in Webnovel Spirity Awards 2020.

(Completed)
Trigger Warning: Novel contains mature content and explicit scenes only intended for adults.
{R-18+, No rape and No misunderstanding}


*Nothing can come between my husband and I,not even death.*


~She was sad, hurt, and depressed. She was a mess, a monster who was slowly fading in her dark, lonely world until he came along. Like a twinkle little star, he brightened her horrid world. He was no one but her happy pill~

(Couple 1)

"Tell me Wifey, has any man ever made you feel the way I do?" Lei Zhao asked.

"Will it hurt if I tell you someone has?" Yan Mei inquired.

A cheeky grin appeared on Lei Zhao's lips.

"It wouldn't because I am sure no one has done it, especially the way you scream with pleasure under me."

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Yan Mei, an aloof CEO known as the devil strongly believes love is a scam because she has experienced the joy and sadness of it. Now her heart has turned into a piece of stone encased by steel.

Lei Zhao only has time for one thing in his life: work, after the death of his brother, which made him devastated and broken. 
After a chance encounter with a woman in a red suit at a club, he finds himself drawn to her. 
Something about the mysterious woman has him determined to make her his and unlock the mystery of the pain that flickers in her eyes.

~But will the devil give him a chance? Even though at times, the devil needs love too.~

*****
(Couple 2)
~She became the monster, parents told their kids to run away from, but she was far from a monster. She was just a lonely girl who wanted a friend who would always be there for her, who would check up on her and ask her how she was~

"This isn't a fairytale or a teen fiction where the bad girl falls for the good boy and tries to change for him, and then they live happily ever after. This is real life, and well, life is fucked up."

Ying Sheng said, and she gulped the beer she was holding, loneliness flickering in her eyes.

"But I-I won't ask you.. to change or want you to change. I just want you to be my bad girl. You --can tie me up in bed- and fu…ck me until I forget my name." Liam stammered as he turned crimson red.

Ying Sheng heaved a sigh, "Cutie, you're supposed to look for a trophy wife who can cook and do chores. Not a monster like me who will destroy your perfect life. Also, we can't be together."

Liam's heart nearly stopped in his chest when he heard her. His shoulders hunched, and he took a deep breath.

'Why?" He queried.

"Because I love someone else."

~At times you have to choose between the one you love and the one who loves you. Ying Sheng learned this in a hard way.~

Two broken-hearted women, each broken in their own way.....with two determined men, ready to fix their broken pieces at all costs.

This is a story of betrayal, love and second chances. Ready to enjoy the journey and learn along?

*No evil mother-in-law, step-sister or cheating bestfriend
*Not your usual cliche flash marriages novel
*Bad girl X Good boy

Tags: Flash Marriage #doting husband, #smut, #bad girl, #good boy, #betrayal #second chances #Strong female lead #Spirity-awards 2020 #Supernatural

Note: Some chapters may be triggering for others but there is always a warning before reading.

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With everybody focused on the castle once again, Dani ordered the invasion. They jumped the wall one by one. Logan cast an illusion that kept them mostly hidden as they snuck into the courtyard. The team remained low, keeping their formation as before. Closer to the castle, within the courtyard, snowmen patrolled. This was easy for Logan and Leira to handle.

They ducked behind fresh carven fixtures throughout the courtyard. Decorative stone statutes and well-trimmed bushes were merely tools for them to kill the enemy. The pair snuck around laying traps to stun while silently killing the snowmen with fire magic. It was quite frequent that Logan would set a fire trap and allow Leira to kill them with a flame arrow. The two executed the plan flawlessly, leading Dani and Andres to the castle wall.

The wall had a beautiful exterior design that would allow them to climb up to a balcony on the third floor. Andres even cracked a joke that it pays not to be fancy. Logan began climbing up with an illusion to help prevent anything from seeing them. Dani stuck close behind him, Leira struggled her little way in front of Andres who was most suited to carry her in a worst-case scenario.

Once they climbed up, the four had quietly jumped down to a balcony on the third floor. They remained hidden low while Logan sensed inside the castle. Leira peaked over the balcony, gazing upon its beauty. She admired the was the water was frozen from the fountains and the trees. Snowman patrolled through un-ventured areas of the courtyard. She couldn't help wondering what it would be like to ice skate on the large frozen fountains. Andres was smashed into the balcony which brought Leira back into focus.

Andres rose his shield in time as a giant bold pincer stabbed at him. The pincers continued stabbing at Andres prompting Leira to shoot it away. As she stood up turning towards the hairy attacker, Leira's legs began to tremble. Her bow aimed away to the ground while Leira herself was screaming. She squirmed herself into a corner on the balcony in hopes that her escorts would.

Andres was being smashed into the floor while maintaining a firm grip on his shield. The hairy creature stood tall with its spider body pushing forward. instead of a head, it had a human torso with giant eyes around its stomach, chest, and sides. There was no mouth visible. The pincer arms felt like missiles while banging into Andres' shield. It tried to aim for his legs. Andres wasn't a weak player to give the enemy that kind of privilege.

Leira was now crying harder than Mina ever did. Her face was between her legs, kissing her ass goodbye while tears spilled on the floor. Andres yelled for her not to quit. Luckily for him, Leira had no will to make any decision on her own at the moment.

Spring to his feet to dodge a pincer strike, Andres tossed his shield at the creature. It slammed into its eyes. Yet the creature chased Andres quicker. He parried with his sword to slice the left arm. He rolled over to grab his shield. The creature swung at him hard, but Andres tanked the full swing with his shield. After being slammed into a wall, a giant fireball shot the creature off of the balcony. Dani stood in a firm stance firing at multiple while Logan was slicing through the injured ones to kill them. Andres ran over to continue the fight while Leira sat in her corner.

It wasn't long for the three to kill off the creatures. Sure it wasn't tactical. In fact, they were now exposed in the castle. Even so, they were still full of energy and ready to take on another boss.

Logan grabbed up Leira by the hand, pulling on her to follow them. Andres began storming through the halls of the castle, guiding them through the safest routes. Room by room, the four ran launching surprise attacks on their foes. Leira was scared of the creatures. Likewise, she was amazed by the beautiful crystal design of the castle. They looted the rooms afterward and found many points in treasure chests. Further looting allowed the team to find a new bow and axe for Leira. Andres chose to carry the axe on his hip to continue using his 

Dani couldn't help to notice that they weren't getting anywhere running around the castle. Unfortunately, Andres couldn't find any new routes. He was stuck leading the team in circles endlessly. Even Leira knew there was something up.

Dani began recounting their chosen pathways in the castle as Logan looked about the crystalized mirrors on the walls. He observed how each one reflected him. Slowly motioning his hand, Logan realized that one of the mirrors reflected him slightly different.

"What's up Logan?" asked Andres as Logan himself faced the mirror with a slightly different reflection.

"Let's smash it," he said.

In an instant, Dani fired a pure magical bullet that smashed the mirror to dust. The crystallized dust blew around towards the center of the room to form a scythe-wielding warrior made of crystallized glass. Its glass eyes were filled with sorrow. He launched himself at Leira for a kill. Each swing of his scythe sent a gust of ice particles that froze anything it touched. Andres defended Leira, allowing Dani to shoot at the crystal warrior multiple times. Once Logan was close enough, he used his sword to disable the warrior and dodged the warrior's counterstrike. Andres threw his shield at the warrior's head, allowing Logan to pierce his sword into him.

"Scatter," yelled Logan, causing the warrior the shatter into tiny glass pieces.

Leira stood recalling how the warrior was able to freeze things and wondered why would Logan get close to such a warrior. She looked at Logan's face and noticed his smile. It wasn't a smirk of victory. Rather it was a smile of fun that people commonly wore when they were aroused playing sports or a video game.

Dani walked over and smacked Logan on his head. This didn't hide Andres' cheeky smile as he grabbed his shield.

The two boys laughed as Dani tried to pull them together. She looked over at Leira who was pretty lost on the motives at this point.

"They're just having fun," said Dani as she shook her head. "But seriously, we need to take this seriously. So get it together".

"I don't know what you want from us," smirked Andres, "You know we love this".

The agitated Dani pointed out that nothing was behind the smashed mirror and there were likely more mirrors that they must destroy to unlock something. This was quite obvious, causing Logan to mock her. Dani refrained from beating Logan further and insisted that they look for more mirrors to break. This was fine with the boys. Though as they began retracing themselves around the third floor of the castle, Logan couldn't help but notice that one of the giant mirrors in the hallway had a tint of red. They stopped to investigate it. Yet couldn't find any abnormalities.

Thus the four continued smashing the odd mirror in each room and subsequently defeating the scythe-wielding warriors from each mirror. This left them roaming about looking for the next piece to the puzzle. Coming across the giant mirror in the hallway again, the team realized it was no longer tinted, but rather red. 

Dani positioned her team behind a fixture, ready for combat. She shot out a well charged magical bullet that blew up the mirror. Leira felt the shockwave of glass brush through them. Her skin felt as though sandpaper was yanking her hairs off her body. Her heart was about to burst until Andres called "clear".

Dani gasped as she looked towards the shattered mirror. Leira took a peak witnessing a giant hidden room now accessible. Unlike the rest of the third floor, this hidden room was made of a dark stone with bloodstains on the walls. The air from this form blew out a stank that was foreign to Leira but strong enough to make her not want to go in. What's worse, there was a circular platform in the wall with two chained giants next to it. 

"They're dead," said Logan as he sauntered towards the platform. 

Andres looked at the two dead giants realizing that despite being dead, they were still conscious. Unlike Logan who was eager to ride the platform with Dani, Andres approached the two lifeless giants. 

Chains were attached to their spine and joints, bounding them to the wall. "Please help us," begged the giant on the left. A black venom spewed from his mouth. 

"What happened to you guys?" asked Andres, observing the scarless bodies of the giants. 

The giant on the right began shaking as he stretched his arms and said, "We're prisoners of Eisheth Zenunim. She has captured our souls and imprisoned us here in the Tower of Envy". 

The left giant continued, "Please if it's not too much. Release us from the belly of the hungry bride. You must rip her stomach open to free the souls of her many victims". 

"Where can we find her?" asked Andres. 

The right giant answered, "In the far castle with her husband, The King of The Fifth Realm. Free our souls and return to this forest. And we will show our gratitude by granting you our power". 

The giants believed the sincerity in not only Andres' eyes but also in his words as he spoke, "I accept your quest. I will venture to the tombs of Samael himself. Find this wicked witch by the name of Eisheth and drive my blade through her stomach". 

The two giants held their hands out as a way to give thanks for Andres' generosity as he continued, "And when I am done, I will be back to claim my reward and have a good solid quest defeating demons with my two new friends". 

Andres nodded his head at the two giants as he walked onto the platform. Black venom tears rolled the cheeks of the two imprisoned giants as they turned their heads. Everybody stared back at the giants in question of what they were about to do. 

"We're sorry," said the two giants, "You do not have access to use this elevator. We must send you all to the beast for consumption". The platform closed itself off to not allow anybody off.

"Assholes," responded Dani. 

The giants continued, "Only by defeating the demon in the keep to which we send and stealing the jewel from its collar will thou be allowed to travel to all floors". 

Andres gave a smile that cheered the cold hearts of the giants and said, "then so be it". 

Symbols on the walls surrounding the platform glowed. The platform began lowering itself to the dungeon at the bottom of the castle. Logan remained patient with his hands covering his pelvic. He sternly told Andres, "You're full of shit". Dani nodded her head to Logan's truthful words.

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I am pretty sure Gable has a phone, at least a landline.

Sometimes certain objects in his house let of a glow. It's the old clock in the hall, the decorative rock on the shelf, and a few random things but they all have something in common, slightly flat and reflective. Of course, this includes all the mirrors in the house, and there are a lot of mirrors. 

The light is subtle but shaking as if it's vibrating in a ringing pattern. There's no sound but it's almost as if I can hear the vibrations ringing.

Sometimes if Gable is in the room he excuses himself if not just disappears entirely, the ringing soon stops after that. Once in a while I hear grampa's booming voice from another room right as the vibrations suddenly stop.

I feel like an idiot. A slow to realize idiot. Of course the mirrors are a private phone system, it's very Gable. All of a sudden grampa's excessive narcissism in front of the mirror makes sense. He's not that insane, he's just video chatting. 

Oh, how I miss my smartphone and the internet. Kids these days in some other universe have it so good. I can't even rant or rage on the internet anonymously. I just have to suffer with all of me in my own head. Thus the occasional, okay many, internal monologues.

It is on a day that I am all alone that I see and hear the ringing. It doesn't seem to end, no one in sight. Gable was off experimenting on- er I mean playing with Lilyanne. Grampa was...honestly, I'm not ever sure what grampa is doing, but I at least I kinda knew the general room he was in. 

Previously I was with the boys in Gable's upper library. Amar and I pulling out all sorts of books and knick-knacks while Lukas cried over his 'boring' assigned homework. What good little friends we are, keeping him company and not making fun of him all that much. The pain of homework is universal. The boy is currently working on his handwriting and cursive, which is good as any 6 year old's can be. Not like I can speak, I have awful handwriting, especially with my current pudgy hands. 

Well, that's an issue for another day, when I'm older and actually need to write things out. 

It was on my way back from the little girl's room when I take the chance to pick up one of these ringing 'video calls.' Like crossing some street I looked both left and right, seeing not an adult soul nor and end to the buzzing.

So I chose a random decorative mirror in the hall, not a bronze one Gable has some legit stuff, and picked it up. 

Like magic, because it literally is, the light and buzzing stops to bloop an image to life. Not of my own face in the reflection but that of a strong gray beard and a long explosive list of expletives that no children should hear or repeat. Not if they're good kids. 

"Sh##$#%$#$ shut your sniveling breathing holes you #$#@$beastslings. I'm on the- he's picking up- Ron you !#@@ swine2#@$ intestine sack of #$#@wookie cu- oh! Oh by the Goddess, Rosie?! What are you doing there?! Oh no."

"Hi uncle Geoff. Trouble back at base?"

"ER ah, little Rosalia dear...ahahaha you wouldn't happen to hear-er Rosalia, that's just some er- ah- spells! Yes dangerous spells that you shouldn't repeat...is your grandfather there?"

"Gable is out right now but if you'll give me a moment I'll go grab grampa for you to cuss out."

"Rosalia!!! Child wait!"

"I won't repeat anything bad, don't worry. I don't even know what they mean. Gable says a lot of worse things when he thinks I can't hear, I'll go get my intestine sack of a grampa now."

"..."

Cussing here is oddly creative. I prefer Gable's swearing, simple but potent. More importantly, it's actually understandable. Is this a world cultural difference thing? Because those swears were not in Rosalia's vocabulary at all. 

Well nice to note down mentally.

I patter off downstairs and peek around through doorways will I spy a familiar broad back leaned over a wooden work bench. He must be very into his research to notice himself.

"Grampa, phone for you!"

"Pumpkin! What's a phone? Is it another dish?! Rosalia no fear, grampapa' will always defend your honor and say yours is best!"

Don't remind me, please. I don't want to see another egg for the rest of this week. Also grampa's opinion means nothing to me. Especially when he was still shoveling down Lukas' scrambled bacon fat monstrosity. That cheater.

But I digress. 

"....A phone....uh the mirrors? They ring and light up? Uncle Geoff wants to talk to you."

"Oh those! Yes I'll be right there and ....oh how did you- did you pick one up?"

"Uh yes? Was I not supposed to?"

"Well you weren't not not supposed to, ehhh it's fine." grampa waves me off, pinching my cheek in that annoying self-satisfied way of his. Ow Ow ow my face. "Run along now before you have to listen to all the great praises people will report to me."

"Okay grampa red monkey butt."

"*gasp* Rosalia!!!"

"Uncle Geoff taught me that when he thought I was you. Bye now."

I lied but he doesn't have to know that and I quickly make my escape. Nothing ever good comes from being alone with grampa for too long. Last time I ended up crying over fish, the time before that I was crying over the transmigration thing. Interesting to note that grampa doesn't recognize the word phone?

Does he not have phones where he came from? Or is it just in another language, using another word? Perhaps he's from a differnt earth time period or maybe he's not from earth at all? Another planet? Another plane of reality. It's a lot to think about.

Yeah, let's not, Gable's place is my happy place. 

Even if it's now invaded by bratty little heathens who dare challenge me on the universal truth that is soft boiled eggs. Gable forced us to call a truce and get along, it's not even a big deal. All eggs are tasty that is true. But I think a certain crack of damage has been set.

Oh well as long as we're not arguing over food again it's fine. 

Back to making fun of Lukas' neverending homework. The circles and charms he has to learn are both fascinating and gorgeous! Can I get a copy of Gable approved lessons too? If I can't stay here can I do video call chat lessons like some kind of online classes?

Also, where do I get some magical paper and ink? Do I have to use feathers though? They're pretty and all but hasn't anyone invented a proper pen here? I'm not even asking for ball point, how about an antique fountain or something? A pencil? Anything? This requires more research.

"There are nibs and tips people put on the feathers or carved sticks? Beetle shells tips are pretty popular and cheap?  Some countries like using brushes? I don't know what a pencil is though? Lukas do you know?"

"Mmmmmmmffff I don't wanna madskfsadfldfff"

I crawl over to Amar's reading corner since he seems more useful than a certain someone with their face smashed into their book. But understandable, homework has made me react very much in that same way before. 

"Okay so a pencil is a stick and inside is a lead or a material that rubs off. Artists probably use it a lot."

"Um charcoal sticks? Or red clay sticks?"

"What are red clay sticks?"

There's a lot to be learned in Gable's little library. I could always waste a day or more in here but I admit it's a little more interesting with some voices and decent company around. It's ...a lot nicer than my own home library.

I wonder what my parents are doing right now? Did they make up properly yet? I hope father manages to save me from mother's attention. 

I haven't been gone all that long, it's only been some days, but I do wonder. Ah having my own mirror phone sure would be useful in checking up on everyone and all my projects. 

Soap, cream, shampoo bars, sunblock, beauty oil, face masks. The list is growing but we need to keep testing and maintaining quality before I can safely release my moneymakers into the world. 

Then there are the recipes, I can't keep experimenting food just for fun. Not when my staff and occasionally members of the troops have such drastic reactions to things. There has to be a way to monetize this.

I also wonder how my staff members are doing on their lessons, it really is important to raise the quality of my people rather than rely on those gossipy maids from other, minor, households. Literacy, basic math, some writing so our head butler Alfonso doesn't overwork himself at his age. There's just so much to be done.

"That is a lot, but I'm sure everyone's fine," replies Amar easily, his hands and eyes flipping through a thick book with some geometric patterns. 

Without even a blink in his casual response. It's as if I just ranted out loud all my thoughts again.

Ah I did it again.

I really miss the internet. 

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(The side story no one asked for): 

Frederick P.O.V.

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I have no doubt that one day a child of mine will come up to either my wife or I, possibly at the same time, with stars in her innocent eyes to ask: 

How did we first meet? How did we propose? Or get married? When did we fall in love and all that very romantic stuff that women and little girls so seem to adore?

I am also of the opinion that child will be my sweetly simple Lilyanne, while Chip gags and chokes not so far away. 

Our Rosalia is the dramatic one, I believe it's a trait from honored father. 

Ah, I still have to pinch myself once in a while. To be calling the great Lord Commander father is too much of a dream, even if I've been successfully doing so for years now. Amazing, I'm not sure how I did it?

Ahem, of course, I married my beloved. 

Unlike my precious wife, I don't have such a habit of speaking my thoughts out loud even if it's just under my breath. Which makes my private thoughts rather safe. It's an adorable and charming habit, makes it easy to understand what she saying versus what she means.

Though it's not so cute of a habit when it's the blatantly obvious one of my daughters inherited that very same trait. 

It would be fine if it was my youngest, her thoughts are but sweet and simple clouds. The innocence from the mouth of babes. It's hard to believe but our tiny Lilyanne may be even more of an angel than my already heavenly wife Maria. Father agrees wholeheartedly.

Chip on the other hand...well Rosalia is my fault, so says...absolutely everyone. I find it increasingly harder to deny, nor do I really want to. Despite being twins with the same sleeping faces, our girls are growing quite different. 

Even without the hair, which I am still puzzled over Maria's adverse reaction, it's easy to see Rosalia is my child. 

My youngest might as well be all the good and sweetness my dearest wife has bestowed on her. One look at her and I see Maria each and every day. It makes me uncomfortably soft, makes me want to dote and lavish my all onto this tiny creature that so resembles the love of my life.

One look at my eldest, however, leaves me pinching myself endlessly.

I still don't believe it. Yes, yes that is my Maria's celestial beauty, her fine features on that tender baby face. One would think it would match perfectly with our angel Lilyanne's but of course, it doesn't, that's what had me near shooting myself in the foot at times.
 
Rosalia looks like mine. 

She looks like my first love and mine. Proof that Maria and I were ever blessed in a union, with child. This unfathomable combination of the two of us. I still don't believe this child even exists sometimes, until she's tapping at the door to my study or rolling around in my drafting papers that is. Ah this child is actually real and not just a figment of my strange imagination. 

Even before her hair burnt towards the spectrum of red she always had this look when her eyes were awake and judging the world around her. Her brows already sharp, more distinct. Sometimes there would be cute pout that looks a bit like she's sucking on a sour lemon, something I can now understand seeing it on another face. 

Which is why is impertinent to keep her the hell away from the social death trap that is my own family. That woman I must call birth giver cannot lay her claws on my precious family, cannot come near to claim a damn thing, especially Chip. My precious troublemaker of a daughter is mine, not theirs. 

My eldest is a prodigy, a genius even among my former family line. It's impressive to even me, the so-called scholarly prodigy of my generation. To be honest I believe it's a rather tacky title, one that my mother quite loved to show off. Which is exactly how I know it's awful taste.

I may not have visited my birthplace in years but I can see for myself my own daughter is vastly more capable and intelligent than any of my siblings' children. Now that, that is risky. That cannot be seen, not yet. Not till she's ready to stand on her own.

Chippy just...needs a lot of work on her control and emotions, to be perfectly acceptable. That is if she were to be a Bicchieri.

But she's not, thank the divine goddess for that. And by goddess I mean my own wife and light of my life, who gracefully granted me the honor of sharing her last name of course. 

I need to pinch myself again because I'm still not sure how I did that?

Ah yes, of course, I didn't do anything. Not quite.

I might have said something initially to that dirty little girl, a goddess in disguise, that she found unpleasant. Thus the tiny goddess retaliated by barehandedly flinging a table at my face all while screaming the word 'carrot' as if it were an insult. Thus I can't for the life of me recall what exactly it was I said. The table did shatter in woodchips after all.

If you asked me if I fell in love at first sight, the answer would be no. 

Nor was it the second time after I woke up, vision red from my own blood. Nor the third time or the forth or the many hundreds of times after that. It was most certainly not love after the first hit, punch or whatever violence ensued, though I was very careful to dodge it all. 

I may have been taught to indulge young ladies but Maria was, and still is, a delicate vengeful goddess, that broken bones were too much of a risk.   

Our relations did drastically improve after a certain point. 

Perhaps it started when I offered my naturally more advanced aid in her studies? Maria, as perfect as she is, was never a particularly good student. That was more or less when she stopped seeing me as solely a red target mark and more of a companion, even a friend.

It really wasn't difficult, even with my birth giver's standards. My gorgeous wife was always a beauty but she made a very passable male playmate during our childhood years.  

It really is difficult to time and place when the feelings of companionship became something more. I was just one boy against the gods' most perfect creation. Of course, I learned to love Maria over the years but by the time I realized it I was already on my knees. 

Quite literally, she forced me down on my knees and the ground before carrying me, who was clearly older and taller, off to supposed safety. 

I think I may have started falling in her arms, again both figuratively and literally. 

Maria likes to think the... affections in our hearts started to bloom after she renounced fighting and started to seriously take lessons for ladies of the court. For she bloomed so dazzlingly no one from then on could ever look away. 

But I believe it started long before that and we were just too young...and dense to tell.  It's an odd trait that had us dancing in circles for years.  No one tell her so for her pride wouldn't allow it but.... more than as the belle of any ball, I have infinite tenderness for that messy little tomboy who broke my world.

Also my nose on one occasion, and my femur on another, and then there was my...but it doesn't really matter. A small price to pay to be where I am today. 

Maria has and always will be worth all the trouble that comes her way, or shall I say our way now. 

That gets another pinch. Yes, I have confirmed I am still awake and still married. 

Besides watching her destroy over half of my childhood mansion in front of my gaping mother and siblings was extremely worth it. Nothing says love like watching a divine goddess' wrath. I felt like proposing to sacrifice my body and soul in marriage right there and then if she hadn't already done so. 

I don't dislike bold women, not when they're as perfectly messy and lovely as Maria. I don't dislike all the ridiculous amount of work either, to make her childhood home, our home, a better place. Early on to our marriage, I thought that I should at least contribute what I was good for, what I've been raised and trained for all my life. A part that someone like me could pick up and ease the burden of managing and representing the territory as a whole and in the courtrooms across nations. 

That's what husbands do yes? They leave to work and sacrifice their time and energy to provide for their families. As a humble human man, the least I could do was that, and organize the entire account and logistics of the estates and troops. 

My honored father in law and darling wife, are reasonably a tad....lacking on certain matters of economics, or common sense. Which....explains a lot. 

There was a time I believed my dream to become someone of the political power of my own right. At the rate I was running, I am not being arrogant when I say there was no one more suitable nor desirable to be placed as the next prime minister of our conjoined republic.

But then I became a father.

That's something that you can't learn from any books, tutors or fine institution. Nothing any amount of money can buy.

Becoming a father, a real one, is life long learning experience. And I think I learned that I just wanted to be that, nothing more. I just wanted to be a good father, someone I never had, and make this world just a little bit better for Maria's children to grow up in.

It really, truly hit me as I watched my daughter run along the fields of rural farmland. Her face and clothes smudged from dirt, eyes wide and smile wild. She had found the carrots and was laughingly screaming them out at me.

Ah, I see. 

So it's come this far, it's come to this full circle. This little ball of dirt that's half me and half Maria standing before me, yelling exactly just as her mother once did.

I don't need it, I don't need to prove anything anymore. I just want to stay with my love and the life she's given me. I want to keep all my girls close and safe, I want to make them happy.

It really is a strange coincidence, fate maybe. That all my silly unproductive interests and drawings, things I wasn't allowed to waste time in, that these useless things about me make my Rosalia happy.

Maria was right even all those years back, I could be happy.    

I sincerely hope that when the day my little angel or a curious Chip comes to ask for the romantic tale that started it all they'll go to my better half.

I admit I don't speak well on matters of heart. It's better if I write it down and edit it into something pleasing to women? That's what I have to do when Maria gets a certain level of upset at least, always works thankfully.

Either way, I would do a terrible job telling it. 

I'm still pinching myself over it some days.

Ouch, yes still married. 
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You've probably heard this sort of story before.

 

Once upon a time, blah blah blah a boy and a girl fell love and everything was beautiful and perfect, except for this thing called life getting in their way. 

He was this cool foreign prince and she was basically perfect. Really it's a very boring run of the mill story. I'll even spoil it for you, they kill the villainess at the end.

Not the type of story I'd read personally.


So where do I fit into this?

Apparently I'm her older twin sister and the very very lucky fiance to the foreign prince. You know, the dead villainess? Sucks I know. 

Now I get to do it all over again from the beginning.

Curse my life


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The first thing Jason and Caroline sensed after they were swallowed by the black smoke, was a painful screech coming from some.

The next thing they felt, was that as if they were being thrown in all kinds of directions, yet they were somehow not hitting anything.

Slowly they regained their vision and their ability to move, and the giant spider legs for some reason let go of them and they just fell on the hallway floor.

Sounds of cracks and pops, the smell of smoke and the feeling of heat surrounded them - the hotel hallway was burning. There were two very conspicuous holes in the floor, and around these two holes were a couple of burning piles of tar-like matter. 

The giant human-formed spider struggled in the burning hallway and tried to back away from where Jason and Caroline were. It appeared to be extremely fearful of the silver and orange flames that were burning all around the hallway and it appeared to be missing a few of its legs.

"Pop!" a piece of the carpet beneath one of the spider's leg burst out burning in silver and orange flame. The spider jumped and tried to move the leg away, yet a large chunk of this leg was already burned by the flame. Some of the human bodies that formed it seemed to be melted off and dropped on the ground, and started burning like drops of tar-like matter around the holes in the floor.

"Carry them away!" Caroline gave Jason a push and knocked him out of his shock and confusion, then pointed at Branston, Brian and Adam: "We must carry them away!"

"Right! Now!" Jason came to himself and rushed to the side of the three unconscious young men with Caroline, and started dragging them away from the fires.

The spider was finally able to back away and into the shadows. But its body was already badly damaged when it did. There were some parts of its body that caught fire, it just shed the burning human body parts like chunks of dead skin, exposing the internals of its body in the process.

And even through the fires and almost a whole hallway away, Jason and Caroline were still able to make out a part of the human-formed spider's "core" : it was a woman, in a golden-colored gown cradled in a fetal position. Unlike all other parts of the limbo, this woman and her gown had color on them and were not grey.

After letting out a loud and threatening screech, the spider disappeared into the shadows at the far end of the hallway.

When Jason and Caroline came to, they found that they were still standing in the hallway, and to their relief the hallway was not on fire at all.

But something definitely was on fire, since they smelled smoke.

"Caroline? Your backpack!"

"And yours!"

Looked like while they were in the limbo, something ignited all the incense in both their backpacks, the insides of their backpack were burned and badly damaged. But luckily, nothing else caught fire.

The folded paper sigils were also burnt down into barely recognizable pieces, and each of their metal mirrors were in incredibly high temperature and Caroline almost got her hand burnt while she was cleaning out her backpack.

Branston, Brian and Adam did not wake up as fast as Jason and Caroline, and they seemed to be very confused when they did.

"Stream's disconnected. What happened? Did we stream at all?" Branston asked Brian and Adam, yet neither was able to give him an answer.

"Hey, Caroline, Jason." Brian ran up to the two who were staring at two bunches of incense in their hands: "Looks like we got confused there for a bit, did we do the stream? Do you guys remember?"

"... No?"  Caroline thought for a minute and decided she wanted to play dumb: "I don't remember much from before. What do you remember?"

"Honestly? Almost nothing." Brian turned back and took a look at Branston who was trying his hardest to adjust his camera and get the stream online, and Adam on the side helping him, while his expression clearly showed that he was trying really hard to remember what happened.

"It's probably for the best." Caroline smiled, "I felt like we went through something terrifying, it's a blessing in disguise if we cannot remember anything."

"Caroline? Look at the smoke." Jason interrupted the brief conversation between Brian and Caroline.

Some of the incense in their backpacks was still burning, and a lot of the smoke that was trapped in there was also released when they tried to get things out. Yet the smoke did not dissipate like normal smoke would, nor did it rise up to the ceiling or out the window. Instead, all of the smoke drifted through the air across the hallway and gathered around a decorative pillar half embedded in the wall at the far end of the hallway.

The smoke from the incense was light, not cough-inducing and even had a calming smell, yet somehow it started to char that piece of the decorative pillar.

Jason and Caroline's eyes met, the same realization just came over them.

"Fuck yeah! I just got it working!" Branston cheered as he finally got his camera to start shooting and his livestream back online, "Woah, the chats we got, it's insane!"

"Let me see. What are they saying? " Brian and Adam hastily took out their phones to check the status of the live stream.

A loud bang startled Branston, Brian and Adam. As they looked over to where the sound came from, they saw Jason and Caroline violently tearing up a decorative pillar in a wall at the end of the hallway.

"Woah woah woah! Guys! We are not supposed to do this!" Brian quickly rushed to Jason and Caroline's side and exclaimed: "You can't cause damage to the hotel! What do you think you're doing?"

"Hey! What are you guys doing there!? What's with the smoke!?" two doors opened and several guests came out of their rooms: "Stop it! We're calling the hotel staff!"

Jason and Caroline did not even slow down, they already broke the surface of the decorative pillar, and they started breaking and pulling out what was inside: dusty fillings, old wooden boards and panels.

"Stop it! Stop it!" a female guest sounded like she was about to cry: "This is a historic hotel! You can't do this!"

"Historic, made sense..." Jason muttered as he reached his hand down to the hole they made and pulled out a piece of wood panel that for some reason seemed corrupted and blackened.

"Stop what you're doing, now!" two security guards from the hotel made it to the scene and tried to drag both Jason and Caroline away, but big and tall as they were, they were pushed to the side.

"Branston! Your camera! Come here!" Caroline yelled at the three young men who just seemed to get every streaming device online, "Turn on your flashlight and take a look down here!"

"There's a body inside!" noticing that Branston was hesitant because of the presence of the bodyguards, Caroline spelled out loudly what she and Jason found.

He left his home, unwillingly, to a realm of cultivation, Xianshu, mythical manuals and Dao. And now he’s here due to a failed attempt at going home, a place bears a lot of resemblance but not the same.

“At least it’s close enough here. I’ll get there on my next jump.” Jianmen Yu said to himself, “But while I’m prepping, let me do my old job here for a bit.”

And there we have it, “Xianshi Inn”, run by a cultivator, who’s not of this world. Don’t mess with it or its employees, the owner will kick your ass, no matter who you are, no matter WHAT you are.

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