No, it doesn’t take place in the Star Wars universe. It’s just got a Star Wars system.         The Jedi also exist, but aren’t the Jedi from the movies or books. They have somewhat the same history, but are in exile and isolated from the world.
John grew up enjoying Star Wars. He wasn’t a huge fan, but it was definitely his favorite science fiction. He didn’t read much of the books, but watched all of the movies and Clone Wars and Rebels.
When he gets killed in the first robbery of it’s kind, will he choose to spend eternity in hell, or accept a system based on his favorite science fiction? I wonder... By the way, this character is based on what I would do, so he’ll be closer to a Sith than a Jedi.
I won’t be able to update this constantly because of stuff going on in my family, but I’ll do my best to update it at least every few days.
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Fang Yuan having surpassed countless obstacles from rank 1 all the way to rank 9 and over was only one step away from achieving his dream but only to fail but yet again relying on the Spring Autumn Cicada to go back in time what will he do differently from all the other times.

This is a Reverend Insanity Fan-fiction and I don't own anything from the original book and I also don't own the cover all that belongs to their rightful owners. I had decided to write as I have not seen any out there and as this being one of my favorite books I would like to try to write one for fun and also a form of practice for my future original book and I'm also a lazy person so updates won't be great I will write if I feel like it and I don't know if my writing will be good so please give suggestions and go easy on me thanks and enjoy

your author

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A new chapter in a man's new world! The books I've loved are now my lifeline!

The library was an old three-story building that use to be a factory. It was donated over fifty years ago. And was one of the older building in the area. It had been updated in the last few years with new walls, stairs, and wiring. However, they had kept the worn wood floors and it still had a cool, well-used and comfortable feel to it.

She walked over to the front counter where the librarian, Mrs. Chen, sat working on the computer.

"Hello, Lina. I heard you finally got assigned independent study. It took those kooks up in the English department long enough, heh?"

"You're telling me. I didn't know how many more of those idiots I could take without counseling." She thought about how that could be taken for a moment. "The students, that is, Mrs. Chen."

"Sure. Your class time doesn't start until tomorrow, so I assume you're here for your book."

"It finally came in?!"

She smiled and reached beneath the counter.

"Just this morning. Blood by GRAY."She shook her head but handed her the book. "Sometimes I wonder if I should be worried about you."

Lina laugh. The game and the book was sort of along the same vane but different. The book focuses more on how one could tell if you could make potions in real life. That is if you had blood. The author of the book offer list and guilds on taking a potion from a game and make money.

"Shoo, now," she said, waving her hands. "You're terrible."

She took the book and walked to the back corner of the room where the wide oak stairs led up to the second floor and her special reading spot. She ran her hand up the smooth banister as she walked up, loving the feel of the cool wood. The library had always been a quiet spot she had used to think and relax since she had come to the college three years ago. She used it to get away from all of the whispers and names.

At the top of the stairs, she walked through the maze of books to a dimly lit far corner. The shelves formed a natural hallway that prevented anyone from seeing the corner unless they actually walked through. It held a large beige chair big enough for two and a standing light next to it. She never worried about anyone being there because the idiots on campus barely walked through the reference books on the first floor, let alone the second floor where most of the romance, fiction, mystery, horror, fantasy, and science fiction books were held.

She set her bag on the floor beside the chair and plopped down, pulling her legs up under her. She didn't need the light yet, so she opened her new book and began reading.

The old man looked up at Vy and was stunned for a moment by her beauty. It was rare for an old man like him to see a pretty lady these days. He asked to examine the ring and Vy happily obliged. Potto took the ring from her and examined it closely under the light of the lamp that hung above them. 

"The craftsmanship is a little rough on the edges and time has caused some damages. But it's definitely worth something. Young lass, would you be keen to sell it?"

<Simple ring appraised>

<Simple ring has been identified as a damaged gold ring.>

Vy was surprised but she did not show it. 

-System, can the ring be fixed?-

<Yes>

-What is the current value of the ring?-

<It is currently worth 10 silvers.>

-After it gets repaired, how much would be then?-

<It would be worth 25 silvers.>

"If I am looking to sell it, how much would you offer," Vy asked Potto. 

Potto stroked his beard and thought for a while. He knew it was a gold ring, underneath the damage that had been done. Since the girl seemed nice enough, he decided to give a reasonable offer. 

"8 silvers."

-He knows the value of it and has a pawnshop owner, he would need to make a profit too. That is a fair deal for both of us. But I can't let go of the fact that it would be worth so much more after being polished and fixed.-

Vy pondered for a moment and thought of a reply. She could only hope that the shopkeeper would agree. "What if I were to pawn it instead? How much would I be able to get and by when do I need to return to get it back?"

"You seem like a nice enough girl. If you were to pawn it, I'll give you the 8 silvers. If you can come back with 10 silvers before 30 days is up, you can have it back."

Vy smiled. She put out her hand and said, "It's a deal!"

Potto smiled and shook her hand. After her transaction with Potto was complete, Vy paid Carole what she owed her. With the additional income, she also decided to purchase a small leather sling satchel, to carry her items with her, as well as a belt for her to holster her dagger. 

Carole had a changing room at the back of her store, so she invited Vy to change into her outfit. After changing into her new clothes, she stepped out of the changing room and Carole brought her a full-length mirror to have a look. 

"So, what do you think?"

For the first time, Vy looked at herself in the mirror. The clothes fit her well, her dragon necklace sat beautifully in the centre of her chest. Her hair was passed her shoulders and a little curled, despite the little care she had given, they were not too tangled. She smiled, as she examined the satchel and her dagger on her belt. 

"It looks great. Thank you Carole!"

Carole smiled. "Actually, are you planning to stay in the town to look for a job? If you are, I could help you to ask around."

"That would be great actually! If you need an extra pair of hands around your shop, I don't mind helping out either."

"That's actually a great idea. It could be useful to have an extra pair of hands. With the big harvest festival coming up in a week or so, it does get busier."

"A harvest festival?"

"Yes, it happens twice a year and this is the second one this year. It is also the bigger one so more people will be swarming into the town. There will be many festivities and there would also be a larger market set up right outside the town to cater to the travellers and farmers who would be coming in."

After bidding farewell to Carole, Vy realised it was getting late and most of the stores were closed. She made her way back to the inn and went back up to her room. Closing the door behind her, she locked the door and went to put away her things into her satchel. Taking off her boots and jacket, she laid down on the bed and drifted off into sleep. 

The next day, Vy went out early to explore the town a little more, hoping to better understand her surroundings. Since it was still early in the morning, the streets were pretty much silent apart from a few snoring drunks on the side of the road or the occasional townsfolk who was rushing off to open their shops for the day. 

After some time, came across a shop that caught her interest. It looked pretty ordinary from the outside, but the signboard indicated that it was a place for books. The shop had a sign that said it was open so Vy did not hesitate and walked in. 

The little bells that were hung on the door chimed as Vy walked in. She called out to see if the shop owner was around, but there was no reply. Without much thought, she looked at all the books that lined the shelves and those that were scattered all around. 

There were books piled up everywhere, all hardback and leatherbound. Their designs were simple, simply embossed with the title of the book and the name of the author. Vy realised that the language of the world was different from her own. 

-System, is the language of this world different from the world I come from?-

<Yes, that is correct. The World of Gaeian has multiple languages. The language you are able to comprehend is the dominant language that is largely spoken by all humans and other beings.>

-There are other beings? Other than humans?-

<Yes. There are many types of species that exist in Gaeian. The humans of Gaeian are also different from where you came from. While most humans are able to use small amounts of magic, others have varied abilities.>

There seemed to be so much that Vy did not know of. She needed more time to process all the information. As she continued to browse the shelves, a book caught her eye. While it was leather-bound, just like the rest, it had the head of a dragon embossed on the cover. Vy picked up the book and read it. 

It was about different races of beings, some who have the ability to take different forms, yet it was different from a shapeshifter. Taking the form would not consume their energy or magic in any form. If they chose, they could exist in that particular form for extended periods of time. There were records of humans choosing to do so and never regaining their human form. 

"Eventually they forget that they were even human," a voice spoke from behind. 

Vy was stunned and her reflex caused her to drop the book. She turned around and pinned the source of the voice to the bookshelf with the dagger in her right hand.

“Did you just reply me?”

“You can talk? You can converse with me?”

Vyrena was amazed. She knew from the memories of the host that this has never happened before. This was new.

-Why are you in my mind?-

-Adapt? Adapt to this new world?-

She pondered what that meant, but she had more pressing questions.

________________________________________________

Join Vyrena on her journey as she tries to figure out her mysterious past after transmigrating into a brand new world! She will make friends, enemies, gain new powers and become the greatest warrior she could ever be!

Will she find out who she was before? What will the new world bring? Join the journey and find out!

I hope you enjoy the story! If you love it or maybe not, give me some feedback in the comments or in a review! All feedback would be greatly appreciated~

Upload Schedule: Aiming for 1 to 2 chapter a day! *cross my fingers*

Word Count per chapter: 700 to 1,200 words

PS: The art work is designed by @lushiette on Instagram! Thank you for bringing my girl to life~

A huge thank you to everyone who supported me in posting my novel XD you know who you are~

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No part of this book may be reproduced, transmitted or forwarded in any form or by any; electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission from the author and the publisher, except by reviewers or critiques, who may quote original passages in a certain review.

This work is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, scenes, incidents and the plot itself either are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

---

Dear Readers,

Good day!

This is one of the 6 new books that I have published and shared to the media; year 2019. It is called "Her Stone Cold Heart"

As the author, I welcome you all. Thank you for your efforts upon choosing to seek and read this book. Your curiosity to read indicates the interests you have; to be inspired, to learn new things, to explore the world of fiction, to enjoy your leisure time, to improve your life, to be motivated, to fill your cravings and to help you relieve stress.

I wrote all of the chapters and made the plot alone. Everything that you'll read from this book is purely made out of wild imagination and fiction. Every Chapter release (update basis) contains 1000+ words and I hope it will satisfy the readers' curiosity.

I am wholeheartedly giving credits and special thanks to Canva and Adobe Spark Post for making it possible to create such simple but elegantly amazing book cover.

WARNING: This book is rated SPG (Strong Parental Guidance) which is not suitable for ages 17 below. It contains scenes with themes, language, violence, sex, horror, or drugs, which may not be suitable for children. Strong parental guidance is advised, strictly for reading purposes only. The readers should be responsible enough to avoid enactment of the explicit scenes that the book contains.

Thus DO NOT READ this book if you do not want to read SPG rated stories.

The Author,

A. D. Torres

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WARNING: This book is rated SPG (Strong Parental Guidance) which is not suitable for ages 17 below. It contains scenes with themes, language, violence, sex, horror, or drugs, which may not be suitable for children. Strong parental guidance is advised, strictly for reading purposes only. The readers should be responsible enough to avoid enactment of the explicit scenes that the book contains.

Ignited by passion and despise, the 28 year old Alexandra Lewisville was caught in a most embarrassing mistake with the city's most eligible bachelor Skyler Penicillin. 

Skyler was trying to get over from his psychotic, manipulative and gold digging ex. But his ex tried seducing him at the bar. Upon making a lie, he spotted a woman who's getting herself wasted. He grabbed her and told her to ride along, and even proposed to her as he claimed her as his fiancée.

Alexandra on the other hand was pursued and pressured by his grandfather to get married. She doesn't know where to look for a husband who'll meet her standards. Luckily she took the opportunity when a man laid it out to grab.

The next morning they caught themselves signing a contract for marriage. However Skyler never thought that the woman is his best friend's little sister. Who has been recommended to date him for the past 12 years, but he avoided thoroughly because of her once nerdy appearance.

---

"How did you become someone who's hotness drive people crazy? You're addictive" Skyler murmured

"You're just blind" Alexandra whispered back while she pinched his cheeks

---

How will the two work on a lie that Skyler created as an escape from his psychotic ex? Will they be in a hopeless romantic fake relationship? or will they deny the fact that they're falling?

COPYRIGHT © 2019 Ahce Darato Torres

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No part of this book may be reproduced, transmitted or forwarded in any form or by any; electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission from the author and the publisher, except by reviewers or critiques, who may quote original passages in a certain review.

This work is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, scenes, incidents and the plot itself either are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

---

Dear Readers,

Good day!

This is one of the 3 new books that I have published and shared to the media; year 2019. It is called "A Race To Melt Hearts"

As the author, I welcome you all. Thank you for your efforts upon choosing to seek and read this book. Your curiosity to read indicates the interests you have; to be inspired, to learn new things, to explore the world of fiction, to enjoy your leisure time, to improve your life, to be motivated, to fill your cravings and to help you relieve stress.

I wrote all of the chapters and made the plot alone. Everything that you'll read from this book is purely made out of wild imagination and fiction. Every Chapter release (update basis) contains 1000+ words and I hope it will satisfy the readers' curiosity.

I am wholeheartedly giving credits and special thanks to Canva and Adobe Spark Post for making it possible to create such simple but elegantly amazing book cover.

WARNING: This book is rated SPG (Strong Parental Guidance) which is not suitable for ages 17 below. It contains scenes with themes, language, violence, sex, horror, or drugs, which may not be suitable for children. Strong parental guidance is advised, strictly for reading purposes only. The readers should be responsible enough to avoid enactment of the explicit scenes that the book contains.

Thus DO NOT READ this book if you do not want to read SPG rated stories.

COPYRIGHT © 2019 Ahce Darato Torres

All Rights Reserved

No part of this book may be reproduced, transmitted or forwarded in any form or by any; electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission from the author and the publisher, except by reviewers or critiques, who may quote original passages in a certain review.

This work is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, scenes, incidents and the plot itself either are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

---

Dear Readers,

Good day!

This is one of the 6 new books that I have published and shared to the media; year 2019. It is called "A Race To Melt Hearts"

As the author, I welcome you all. Thank you for your efforts upon choosing to seek and read this book. Your curiosity to read indicates the interests you have; to be inspired, to learn new things, to explore the world of fiction, to enjoy your leisure time, to improve your life, to be motivated, to fill your cravings and to help you relieve stress.

I wrote all of the chapters and made the plot alone. Everything that you'll read from this book is purely made out of wild imagination and fiction. Every Chapter release (update basis) contains 1000+ words and I hope it will satisfy the readers' curiosity.

I am wholeheartedly giving credits and special thanks to Canva and Adobe Spark Post for making it possible to create such simple but elegantly amazing book cover.

WARNING: This book is rated SPG (Strong Parental Guidance) which is not suitable for ages 17 below. It contains scenes with themes, language, violence, sex, horror, or drugs, which may not be suitable for children. Strong parental guidance is advised, strictly for reading purposes only. The readers should be responsible enough to avoid enactment of the explicit scenes that the book contains.

Thus DO NOT READ this book if you do not want to read SPG rated stories.

The Author,

A. D. Torres

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WARNING: This book is rated SPG (Strong Parental Guidance) which is not suitable for ages 17 below. It contains scenes with themes, language, violence, sex, horror, or drugs, which may not be suitable for children. Strong parental guidance is advised, strictly for reading purposes only. The readers should be responsible enough to avoid enactment of the explicit scenes that the book contains.

Ming Diana Sy escaped the death inflicted by her relatives. Her fiance betrayed her and chose to be with her cousin. She had been abused and maltreated when she was younger, but an accident caused her to forget many things, and that includes her identity. 

Awoken by despair and an almost death, now that her life's within her grasp she will never let anyone trample and destroy her. Left as an orphan and a sole heiress of Ming Empire she decided to enter an elite assassin school.

Yuan Jester Yan, a man of many words, when he was younger his parents pressured him in any way possible and brought him up in the most ruthless manner. Everything that was drilled in his head talks about business alone, so he never had the time to date someone, or have an affectionate affair. Coincidentally this elite bachelor is looking for a bride. He then made an agreement with his dying best friend. 

Arranging an escape marriage for the sake of inheriting his family's Yuan Empire, while ensuring the safety of his best friend's little sister. 

She only wanted revenge, but stumbling upon an agreement made by her brother and her brother's best friend whom she hasn't met, changed her life.

The man with a cold heart got entranced by the coldness of his best friend's sister, he took things as a challenge. But he never thought things would turn out to be 'him trying to win her heart' for the sake of consoling himself that this is just a wonderful challenge to prove himself.

Is she ready to give up this revenge for the sake of his feelings?
Is he ready to melt the barriers of ice he built himself to be her warmth?
Will he find himself falling for her?
Will she learn to love him back?
Will things remain as a business deal?
Or will love bloom along the way?

---

Not your ordinary assassin/ revenge/ romance story.

COPYRIGHT © 2019 Ahce Darato Torres

All Rights Reserved

No part of this book may be reproduced, transmitted or forwarded in any form or by any; electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording or by any information storage and retrieval system without the written permission from the author and the publisher, except by reviewers or critiques, who may quote original passages in a certain review.

This work is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, scenes, incidents and the plot itself either are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

---

Dear Readers,

Good day!

This is one of the 6 new books that I have published and shared to the media; year 2019. It is called "Wicked - The Forbidden Love"

As the author, I welcome you all. Thank you for your efforts upon choosing to seek and read this book. Your curiosity to read indicates the interests you have; to be inspired, to learn new things, to explore the world of fiction, to enjoy your leisure time, to improve your life, to be motivated, to fill your cravings and to help you relieve stress.

I wrote all of the chapters and made the plot alone. Everything that you'll read from this book is purely made out of wild imagination and fiction. Every Chapter release (update basis) contains 1000+ words and I hope it will satisfy the readers' curiosity.

I am wholeheartedly giving credits and special thanks to Canva and Adobe Spark Post for making it possible to create such simple but elegantly amazing book cover.

WARNING: This book is rated SPG (Strong Parental Guidance) which is not suitable for ages 17 below. It contains scenes with themes, language, violence, sex, horror, or drugs, which may not be suitable for children. Strong parental guidance is advised, strictly for reading purposes only. The readers should be responsible enough to avoid enactment of the explicit scenes that the book contains.

Thus DO NOT READ this book if you do not want to read SPG rated stories.

The Author,

A. D. Torres

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Zheira tapped the car window of their red Ferrari and waited for the raindrops to race down. It's been over eight hours since they hit the road. She kinda missed the comfort of her bed in Angleton, but instead of drowning in her emotions, she contented herself by staring at the dull line-up of trees in the corner of the lane.

Robert, her skinny father, looked at the rear-view mirror and felt guilty. Her daughter's back was bent on the soft foam of her seat, yawning at each second. They shouldn't have brought her with them but Melinda, her petite mother, was overreacting. They'll be in New York for a month and she didn't want to leave Zheira all by herself. 

He sighed. "You okay there, Zhe?" His voice was loud and throaty for such a small man. 

"Yeah!" Zheira raised her thumb with a cute smile.

Melinda pressed the bridge of her round glasses. "Is there anything wrong, honey?" Her thin brows draw together.

"Nah! it's nothing to worry about." His grip on the gear level tightened.

"That's good to hear." Melinda tied her dark curly hair. "Just so you know, I'm not angry. You can calm down. Just making sure everything's fine."

Sighing out of relief, Robert murmured, "Hope this trip comes to an end. Her mood keeps switching at each second." He loosened his tie and swallowed hard.

"You saying something?"

An awkward smile curved his pale lips. "It's nothing, hon!" He tried sounding cool, though, there's an edge to his voice.

Zheira didn't mind them. She's way too busy wishing to be on a soft bed and relax her body. Especially her back. It's starting to give her pain as they travel farther.

Out of boredom, she started reading on her iPhone. It's the only thing she could do best. Losing herself in the world of fiction.

"Love is a common mistake, we, ladies make. We let ourselves be captured, be vulnerable, and be crazy. Expecting that men would do the same." She read those lines thrice in her head and whispered it twice.

Melinda turned. "You reading again?" When Zheira nodded, she merely simpered. "That's lovely, Zhe. But, as your mother, I want you to not only read fictitious books. Business books are better, and they'll also give you important lessons. After all, you are the heir to our mining business. You needed all the info you can get."

"Oh, come on, hon! That book is boring. They don't even teach you anything important—" He cleared his throat when his wife glared at him. "Just kidding. Zheira, your mother's right. At least, balance reading fiction and nonfiction books."

Zheira looked down. "I'm only seventeen. Those books bore me too much, mom. I'll learn those next year or the year after the next," she whispered while playing with her fingers.

"That is the silliest excuse I've ever heard, Zheira. Those books will not only help you be a good businessman but will also boost your confidence. Look at you, you've been concealing yourself with that jacket of yours. Do you think that is okay? You need to learn everything before it's too late. I'm warning you, Zheira. If I see you reading that fiction book again, I'll confiscate your phone." Her voice was sharp but controlled. As much as possible, she's trying not to hurt her that much. She wished for her daughter to realize that there's more to life than hiding in a piece of cloth. 

Tears trickled passed Zheira's cheeks. Melinda sighed and wiped her tears. "Stop crying now. This is for your own good, Zhe. It's not always that we're alive to keep you safe. You need to learn to be independent. You're turning eighteen two days from now, but you're still a crybaby." She touched her chin gently. "Now look at me."

Zheira shook her head repeatedly. Melinda raised Zheira's head, but she closed her eyes tightly. 

"Zheira!" Her round eyes bulged.

Trembling, Zhiera slowly opened her eyes. A wild gasp escaped her throat when their eyes locked. At first, Zheira could only see the reflection of her eyes. Its blue iris has a slit-like shape in the center and was stained with red crystal-like particles. Until, a dancing figure appeared in Melinda's black irises. It was her younger self. She was turning and humming while carrying a cute baby girl with golden hair.

Melinda smiled. "I loved you even when you're still a child and that would never change, Zheira. If you can't feel it with the way we treat you, look straight into our eyes and our memories will convince you." She planted a soft kiss on her forehead before sitting straight on the passenger's seat.

Robert pinched her wife's hand. "That's so sweet of you, hon!" He smiled, showing off his yellowish teeth.

Silence enveloped them for a while. Zhiera was clenching her fist so hard. Her nails dug deeper into her skin. Tears were falling endlessly from her eyes. She leaned her head on the window. She's aware why her mother got to do that. Her doubts about their love were something they couldn't bear. But, what she couldn't understand was that memory thing. Melinda's aware that she hated seeing through people. It made her feel like a monster, and her eyes were enough for her to be treated like one.

A ring broke the pressured silence. It came from Robert's phone. "Hello? This is Robert Martin of ABC Company. How may I help you?" 

Zheira started reading once more. Though, she couldn't understand a word, she didn't stop. She's just distracting herself from the hatred rising in her soul. Like a snake uncoiling itself. She loathed everything about herself. From her red eyes down to her long legs.

Robert ended the call. "The Mason's are on their way, hon. They want us to be in Ippudo Westside before five minutes."

"They're really early. Let's head there first." She crossed her arms.

"How about Zheira?" He jerked his head to the back. At the mention of her name, she looked at them.

"She can stay in the car."

"We might be there for an hour. She'll be bored."

"What do you suggest? She'll stay in the hotel all by herself? That's not a good idea, hon. She's not used to be alone."

"How can you teach her to be independent if you keep treating her like a baby? Stop worrying about her. She'll not try sneaking out of the hotel, anyway."

It took a while before Melinda could decide. "Fine." She bit her lip. "If something bad happen, it'll be your fault."

Zheira's heart started racing. For the first time, she'll be all alone. She didn't know how it feels, but she's willing to find out.

When they turned in a narrow street, they found themselves jammed in traffic. Robert glanced at his wristwatch and looked anxiously at the line-up of cars before them. 

"We're going to be late," Robert said while massaging his temple.

Melinda patted his shoulder. "Just calm down. This is out of our control, you know. Traffic is inevitable."

"But how about the Mason?"

"You know, for a man you're soft-hearted. Stop thinking about them. We've been traveling for a day and we're willing to sacrifice our rest just for them. They can afford to wait for a while."

After their short argument, Zheira asked, "Mom, where are we?" Her voice was shaking while she watched a lot of people passing through the corner.

"Where in Timesquare at New York. Is there a problem?" she asked, noticing the sweats in her daughter's forehead.

Zheira shook her head and looked at the windshield. The cars were starting to move. She caught a glimpse of the big banners on the buildings. Mostly, they were advertisements for a certain product. What she loved was the big billboard, airing different trailers of movies she hadn't got time to watch. When they're in Angleton, all she did was to fill her eyes with new movies or else read new books and sip a cup of coffee. She missed it now.

It didn't take long before they stopped beside a tall building. It has a red banner just at its third layer and has neat lettering of CasaBlanca. From its first and last letter was a round thing that was painted green.

Melinda reminded her, "Don't ever go out without us. Understand?" She raised her tabby forefinger and shook it dangerously. Zheira nodded.

"Well then. Let's go." She then proceeded outside.

Zheira wore her black sunglasses and facemask. As much as possible, no one must see her bare skin. 

Two bonsai pine tree was facing each other in the corner of the gate, shaded by a red rooftop engraved by the hotel's name.

Melinda was talking to a guard just by the glass door. After a while, she patted the guard before going out. They bid their goodbyes to Zheira, planting a kiss on her cheeks and forehead. Reminding her once more to not stroll anywhere unless they return.

The moment the car moved away from her, she found herself shuddering. The guard looked at her with furrowed brows. Without any question, she was told to follow him and as they enter, her mind could only think of the possibility that this would be a long day.

Zheira's life of concealment is about to change. The seventeen-year-old introverted girl set foot in New York with her parents, unknowing that she will have to leave them. A new personality will awaken as she will find herself draining the life of her father. Filled with remorse, she will seek the truth of her identity, only to be trap in a memory. 

Wallowing in her demise, she will meet a perfectly handsome stranger who will revive the gift he'd given to her a long time ago, that will make her realize what she's capable of. She soon discovers that there are gifts she can't be grateful for, not when it is a curse disguised as a blessing.

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