This is My First Fiction With Weird Story

I Apologize First From my Poor Grammarly, English Isn't My First Language So
Enjoy


*WARNING CONTENT*: Lesbian, Rape,BDSM, Slave, Anal, Incest

I walk through my dreams like I've lived a whole life there, most times they are about a recent book I read. That is one of the things I do a lot and I'm not just saying that I really do read almost all day long. If I'm not reading I am probably watching some movie or anime series, yes you can probably guess I haven't done much with my life. let's start where it all began.

Back in middle school I loved to read books so much so that when I was grounded they took away my books instead of saying I couldn't go out with friends or no tv/games. yes I was a pretty strange kid compared to some being a 12 year old in America at the time(2012 No less). when I was grounded my next best thing was video games because they told stories as well at the time my video game collection was pretty sparce using an old dell business computer that ran windows xp (let's just say I got really good at minesweeper). even before I found books video games were still present. I still remember my mom gifting me an original Xbox she won in a contest it came with one game and it was a racing game not a lot of story just races.

After a while of getting in trouble I got grounded while i was grounded so I lost games as well suffice to say my box of legos was not very entertaining for a 12 year old mainly because I didn't like to make things up myself it felt so tedious that I had to work so hard to make up shapes and other things people already. i also didn't have many friends so instead I slept, and I slept hard. I don't remember much of my dreams then but I do remember one that was about magic and there was a really dark forest that went on forever in a sea of trees, other than that though I don't remember.
A couple of months later I was officially free and it felt like freedom I got to read again, it was so much fun, I would imagine it being like a drowning mans next breath of air. I didn't goto sleep that night instead I stayed up reading, when morning came I was tired but the book just got to THAT PART that is just so interesting and catching you can't stop, i read through that day as well. after dinner I got so tired I slept couldn't keep reading.
the next morning felt so sluggish like the morning after you get drunk but not enough for a hangover. well after a week of being late for school because I was busy reading parents up an sold all my books. ALL of them like really I was almost done reading them! I never read another book until after basic training 4 or 5 years later.
things changed after I lost my collection I switched to video games and because they didn't want me up all night reading whenever Christmas came around it was games instead of books. birthday? video game. my dad was an avid gamer always tried to keep his pc updated and sent old games I could run on my pc to me. me and my dad were always great at games but I could never compete with him, and it totally didn't have to do with me playing the games for the stories instead of for the high scores(of you can't tell this sentence is sarcasm read this again).

flash forward to the start of high school I was big on video games by then my computer had upgraded to a brand new one from my birthday me and my dad built it together good memories there. I remember when i tried to play morrowwind on it. that was when I realised I didn't like challenging games i liked to play and get the story, maybe different endings (those were my favorite).

at the start of high school I didn't really have a lot of friends because I didn't have many in middle school. my dad recommended me to join the ROTC there, he said he did and he had fun when he was in high school. So I did and the first year was fun and it started with ROTC especially when I started competing. I had so much fun I spent 14 hours of day at school I woke up at 5 to get to practice went to school than got home around 7 after the other practice you can imagine I didn't have a lot of time for video games especially because all that practice was physally demanding. 

1 year later 2 year in high school this I would consider the real start of high school for you actually have to do something to pass your classes I met a girl in my math class (insert joke about about girls causing problems in highschool here [ps: this is the joke I'm not sexist]). We started talking about a lot of things our school football team things like that, than we got to books she loved to read book I got to see her library once well less of a library and more of a whole wall of books and all books I wanted to read. her name was Alex I had the biggest crush on her at one point than found out she was lesbian so we kinda grew apart shallow I know but it's high school things like this happen. anyways after seeing those books some of them I used to read myself I started to want to read again, but I had no books i was still forbidden to read so I put my frustration put on video games during this time I was playing a lot of modern warfare 2 I loved the story and the way it flowed but it was really the first game I really played on steam I have logged over 500 hours  on that game alone I got every achievement for single player even the ones for veteran difficulties and also got most for the multiplayer which at this point I had everything unlocked and was max level I loved the multi player.

at this point I was starting to show up late sometimes to practice because I wasn't sleeping early enough. I went one more year like that and over summer I played so many video  games I swear I dreamt about sheaperd in mw2 around this time skyrim came out and I played the heck out of it  (I didn't get as many hours of playtime because 3rd year of high school is the hardest around 200hours). 3rd year rolls around I've dropped out of all practices because it was all boring again nothing new same old stuff. I was still busy keeping my grades up especially that foreign language credit that is needed to graduate.

4th year felt like being a freshman again except youre the one who makes fun of the freshmen.

nothing important happened then so I graduated and I wanted adventure something new so I went and joined the US Airforce. If I knew what I knew about it than I would have waited unroll now to join. long story short my addiction to video games got the better of me some nights during training and I ended up sleeping in, combined with my selective forgetfulness  (I kid you not I forgot my boots one time). luckily I wasn't in that long so I got an entry level discharge (look it up if you don't know) after I got back I found books to read online and read I did but because I didn't have school and at the time no work to deal with

this is about the time where I realised something special about my dreams.

at one point in high school I played a game where you create your own games and other people play them but this wasn't like legos using only blocks this was a program and once they started to abandon the Lego building style I started to learn it you could import meshes from other programs like blender so I started learning how to use it during this time I started dreaming up wire frames i wanted to tell a story using this game a story without words. I spent a long time on this and I can say to this day that I am self taught at how to use blender and that I ended up really famous on that game for my builds

that was the first clue because I was spending so long learning how to use blender I started dreaming up wire frames or if I was having a really hard time with a specific thing I would dream how it looked and be able to re create it the next day.

now after my attempt at trying to get a stable job i went back to reading. It started out with books i had already read then spread and spread till I found whole websites filled with books to read some exciting some not and they all had one HUGE thing in common they were all fiction and that's what I like. the wilder the better.

one day I met a girl and we planned on getting married and we had a kid a beautiful daughter we named Angela love her so much. I don't know what happened after we came out of the hospital after she gave birth she said she was through with me and left. that hurt a lot so I went back to reading and read I did the stories around this time were mainly reincarnation stories in another world I swear I had a dream at one point i was reincarnated into alegasea  (if you don't know you haven't lived).

this is where I realised my dreams make for the best stories and I tried to write a story about a specific dream once or twice. It never turned out well. Now I'm in college for networking taking a Cisco class (super boring) so my dreams are extra vivid further making me want to write those stories out but they never seem to tell the story how I want then to but right now this one is working does this count as 4th wall break? (lol couldn't resist the humor there [and don't say it was bad because you thought it was funny at some point deep deeeep down you just don't know it])

a story about a man and his dreams that might mean he is insane or might just love books too much. don't listen to the voices in your head about this one because the pink platypusbear that sleeps like a bat doesn't like your drugs.

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.

COPYRIGHT © 2019 Ahce Darato Torres

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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.

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"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

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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

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 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

[For more interactions, follow me on: Instagram: 9trinity9white9 | Twitter: 9trinity9white9| Facebook: Trinity White]

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?

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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

[For more interactions, follow me on: Instagram: 9trinity9white9| Twitter: 9trinity9white9| Facebook: Trinity White]

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.

Has anyone come up with a fan fiction yet for any of my books? If not can you suggest books you've read and I would love to hear those and tell me how much you rate them from, like one to ten. That's all hope you enjoy all my books that I write if you have any suggestions make sure to Write a comment on it in order to have me see it or send me a comment on how you think I should write new books in the future! 
Love to hear all your suggestions out there for a you young writers out there!

Im a perosn who lives day by day, never knowing what’s gonna happen, never seeing what it happens till it comes

Marylaine Kenn loves to read books and listening to music while going to school even to her house she really loves it doing this kind of things cause it brings her own passion of being a creative person as she is. She hates to be annoyed while she is reading books like fiction story and love stories she really hates it..

Her Parents decide Marylaine to transfer her to a new school though because her parents needs to fix their business and they really wanted Marylaine to be independent by herself..They will do everything just to make Marylaine happy..
First, Marylaine didn't agree but she can't do anything but to agree with them..she also hated her classmates..they always bully Marylaine for no reason and also some of those teachers in her previous school were biased they only took favorite student's grade for granted..

Today is the first day of school of Marylaine to her new school her mother is so excited because finally she is waiting for Marylaine to gain some friends..Unfortunately Marylaine doesn't expect friends to her new school she always focuses herself to read and live free because she believed friends can be your worst enemy at your worst time better not to have them.
She ate her breakfast immediately and her Dad told her that he is gonna take Marylaine to school 

While her Dad was driving to Marylaine's new school he thought that Marylaine would be excited but always listening to her earphones and reading books.Nothing Changed but I'm hoping someone will changed her routine.

To be Continued

I always wanted you to see you smile,laugh and achieve things..I didn't expect that I'm falling Inlove with you...It started to be an enemy for both of us but ends up that I'm the one who have a crush on you..I didn't when it start but I hope you will notice me as soon as you find out that I liked you...Rj.

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