Wyatt a young boy of 16, well built muscular body, nice hair which he changes its color steady you will never know the color of his, got dark brown eye contact, red lips, just call it a sexy looking guy lived with his rich granny who provided all he needed ever since his parents went to rest (die) which made him spoilt.

 Wyatt's grand mom Mrs cressida owns one of the richest schools in new York, Mrs cressida is a retired teacher.

 Mrs cressida made a decision of registering her grand son Wyatt in her school ROSEY GOLD HIGH, she never liked the fact that her grand son was far from her in a boarding school and she was damn tired of reports from the school authority about her grand son molesting girls.

 Alizeh is a young pretty average height girl of 15 with a shinny brown hair, brown eyes, pink lips, neatly curved hips and nice butt.

 Alizeh lives with her rich parents and lived comfortably but alizeh never showed off, you could only see richness in her crazy dress sense, her looks and the way she styles her hair.

 Alizeh attends Rosey gold high and she never had a friend if not lux her only friend who understands her mode, alizeh is a very calm girl but strict and mean.

 Alizeh having only one friend and talks to no one never stopped her from having an enemy.

 Cyrus the head of the red lipstick girls never stopped making alizeh's life miserable, because she thinks her eagle and pride will fade because of her, not until Wyatt as every girls prince charming came.

Not my novel I only uploaded it here for the purpose of listening to it on the audiobook feature.

The author is a student currently attending Notre Dame university, Screen name is Fleeceem44. He is part of a private chat group consisting of ppl whom try to combine they're favorite fanfiction novels into one while tweaking then a bit.

The credit goes to the original authors of the novels used, for this particular remix I want to give credit to 

Jacobapples who wrote the novel 'Broken reflections'
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/12977048/2/

ORFgrunt who wrote the novel 'Till the gates of hell'
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/11327757/1/Till-the-gates-of-hell

Wand description 
Lenght- 14 inches 
Wood- Yew
Core- Dragon heartstring

Visual link: https://www.yourpatchstoreonline.com/Alchemy-The-Vault-Dragon-Wand-p/ac-v31.htm

I'm Not A Gay! 
Case: Byun Baekhyun| Park Chanyeol | Irene | Jennie 
Genre : Romance 
Author : RAFXBACK And Cici Zulfiana
Cover by Cici Zulfiana 
Wattpad Account : @Xiaoluhana


Kuy langsung baca bagus lo jangan lupa habis baca tinggalkan jejak ya ehehe

Having her coronation as President broadcasted was just a small thing for Zhao Youyue. So was removing people she detested from her sight.
It had not required any effort on her part. After all, she could care less about what people thought of her.
Cao Chuanguang was no longer in the picture. Now, she could start placing her chess pieces down. As for those who were competent at their current roles and knew their places, she would grant mercy. Her influence as an empress had definitely won over their loyalties.
Zhao Youyue would never waste her time over such small matters. Even if something prompted her to take action, she would not depend on her character cards.
Under such circumstances, she promoted the silent Bai Yunshan and inconspicuous roommate Yu Xuefei to manage the small matters and the well-being of other members.
People were jealous of how lucky these two were. They were once nothing, and in the blink of an eye, they were now secretaries of the president. Now that Lady Zhao had nothing to worry about, she did what she loved the most… exploring the "Two-Dimensional Gate."
Zhao Youyue had not only yielded a great harvest from the source world, she had also replenished the cooldown of the "Two-Dimensional Gate." By sacrificing a character card, she could now select a novel with potential.
She sacrificed the card that allowed her to speak to cats. In the source worlds, this card allowed her to transform into a black cat.
Gone were the glorious days of the horror genre. The character card had long been sitting dormant -- it was close to expiring soon.
Perhaps the trend of animal-themed novels was also dying. Perhaps they might rebound, but that's for another day.
By her memory, the author often indulged himself in Mahjong games. He did not even need that side income. His tenants kept him well-fed.
If he was one day forced to pursue his career in writing, he might produce something better.
Zhao Youyue always believed that iconic novels could only be written by two types of authors. One would be like Han Leng -- highly gifted in writing talents and keen on pursuing the beauty of words. The other would be Su Li, disciplined and dedicated, always striving for self-improvement. Every post she made was fresh and trendy. She did not need the improvement, but she went for it anyway. As long as her passion remains, so would her popularity and along with it, her income.
WIth how competitive novels were, the only way one could keep oneself irreplaceable was to have a fresh and unique character in our masterpieces. When you define the genre of your novel, you would be one of a kind.
However, the reality was never ideal. No masterpiece would ever be one of its kind. Billions of people passing through the passage of time -- a repetition of ideas was bound to happen somewhere. To remain relevant, one had to follow the trend.
Zhao Youyue found a novel worthy for the sacrifice of her character card. It was titled "Endless Apocalypse," written by one whose fans called him, Master PhD[1].
PhD was an enigma. Even his gender was unknown, but they largely assumed him to be male, based on his style of writing. His story was always firm and logical, while the chemistry between his paired couples always wandered towards eternal friendship, rather than romance. Master PhD often exaggerated on brotherhood and the bonds between men. Reading his work was more like a gay romance than the story between friends.
This was the age of Yaoi[2]. He was not deliberately promoting Boy Love, but fujoshis[3] often gave his work praise. Master PhD was just so good at portraying how men strengthen each other with trust and encouragement. His stories were so great, so manly.
Readers assumed that only a man could write such a great novel. The author might even be a muscular gym junkie.
Two elements determined his success. One was the exclusivity of the platform he used. Yes, he was an Ancient High God author, but he had taken a risk when he left Qidian, a.k.a. China Literature Limited before that platform monopolized that sector. He had joined an equally solid competitor, just because they offered him far better pay than Qidian's.
As time passed, that platform changed its course and no longer could afford to keep an Ancient High God author such as Master PhD. The other element was his genre of choice. It was neither mainstream, nor popular. In the end, both parties decided to mutually end their contract.
Master PhD then returned to Qidian and published his novel, "Endless Apocalypse." Having left Qidian for so many years, his image needed some rebuilding.
As a veteran author, Master PhD had braved through many storms and lived through them. Perhaps it was his attitude that kept him going. He was highly passionate when it came to writing -- nothing would shake his faith. His efficiency was unwavering.
Authors like Master PhD could usually be trusted when it came to producing remarkable stories. His novels all started with a few great opening chapters. Eventually, he would twist his stories into unacceptable endings that left readers greatly disappointed. Some even called him the "the crazed devil that burns its tail"...
It was not that he was not a terrific writer. It was his readers who were misled into expecting more from such promising opening chapters. They wanted better endings. They had set their expectations through the roof. How could they still blame the author?
Master PhD was actively involved in the fight against the apps that promoted piracy like Baidu Tieba. [4] He mocked readers who supported piracy, earning their ire in return. It was an era where blatant piracy was rampant. Readers of pirated works firmly believed that they were supporting the author's hard work…
Now, things were different. As the management of online platforms improved its quality, readers have begun to realize the greater good in banning piracy. With the increase of wealthy readers online such as Lady Zhao, online novels were moving towards a better direction.
Lady Zhao was impressed with PhD's "Endless Apocalypse." It had the makings of an original, iconic apocalyptic novel!
Translation Note:
[1] "Master PhD" (p大) is a nickname for the author PhD.
[2] Yaoi fandom (基者见基,腐者见腐) refers to readers of yaoi (also called Boys' Love or BL), a genre of male-male romance narratives aimed at those who participate in communal activities organized around yaoi, such as attending conventions, maintaining or posting to fansites, creating fanfiction or fanart, etc. In the mid-1990s, estimates of the size of the Japanese yaoi fandom were at 100,000-500,000 people, but in 2008, despite increased knowledge of the genre among the general public, readership remains limited. English-language fan translations of From Eroica with Love circulated through the slash fiction community in the 1980s, forging a link between slash fiction fandom and Yaoi fandom.
[3] Fujoshi (腐女): Most yaoi fans are teenage girls or young women. In Japan, female fans are called fujoshi, denoting how a woman who enjoys fictional gay content is "rotten," too ruined to be married. The male equivalent is called a fudanshi. The words' origin can be found in the online image board 2channel.
[4] Baidu Tieba (Chinese: 百度贴吧; pinyin: bǎidù tiēbā; literally: "Baidu Paste Bar") is the largest Chinese communication platform provided by the Chinese search engine company, Baidu. It is an online community bound tightly to internet search services, one of the central business of Baidu. The website functions by having users search or create a bar (Forum) by typing a keyword, and if the bar has not been created before, it is then built upon the search.


An introverted girl has had enough of the isolation inadvertently formed by her solitary nature. Things changed when she discovers that she has the ability to transverse across the fabric of our universe into the dimensions of multiple storylines. Not only do these storylines leave her with invaluable lessons - they also impart a portion of their power - if she is deserving of it. The time has come for Zhao Youyue to change her fate. Never again, will she remain as a Side-Character!

Every morning I wake up and hope that today would be better then tomorrow. It was my junior year of high school, fun times... right?
   Wrong.
   I wasn't "bullied" much anymore, everyone was just "having fun". I really do try not to be the stereotypical fat gay high school girl who grew up on romance novels. But if you don't romanticize your live who will? Am ex- lover? a true friend? who? I am a 16 year old pansexual girl with many problems about how the world works, but for right now... 
   Right now... It's my turn to tell the story.

A pansexual tells the story of her junior year as she finds herself in the big bad world.

"If sex could exists without love, it surely stands to reason that love can exist without sex".
     Alex Beecroft.
    My parents never spoke to me about sex; on trend with most Nigerian parents. I've always known about sex, i'd always known what it entailed thanks to smutty romance novels and even smuttier fanfictions (lemons are what they're called, if you know you know), it just never particularly interested me; i was never one for crushes, i'd had male friends that i liked, but i really wouldn't call them crushes. So i really thought about it and sat with myself, realized that i didn't care the gender of someone i had sex with, and concluded prematurely that i was pansexual (someone who attracted to people regardless of what they identify as: male, female, gay, transgender, nobinary), so i left it at that for a while.
   Then came the questions from seemingly everyone, who do you like, are dating anyone etc. I of course regarded it with a grain of salt, everyone knows that relationships in secondary school don't last, besides there was no one i was interested in; not that i was allowed to date anyway, helicopter parents, so restrictive. I finished senior secondary school at fifteen, and travelled to Katsina, anyway a story for another time, came back home, and got a job.
   I took it upon myself to find a boyfriend, to level up in my life you know, we talked, laughed and generally had fun together. So i decided to give him my first kiss, and... there was nothing, nada, zip, zilch: no sparks flying, no bosom heaving, no loins tightening, no shivers down my spine, and whatnot. Bewildered, because while i'd assumed that romance novels certainly exaggerated, i'd assume there was still a grain of truth to it, i consulted a few friends (male and female), about it, they said they'd felt something similar to that, so i then proceeded to have a tumultuous and rocky affair with him, before breaking up with him.
    So i confirmed what i always kind of known, that i was Asexual, i had never been sexually attracted to anyone male or female, i have always thought people were asthetically pleasing; it's kinda like a painting or an object i suppose, you can tell it's pretty, but that doesn't mean you want to fuck it, it's pretty or handsome and that's it, that's all there is to it. It certainly came as a relief to pin point what i wanted, i was still romantically attracted to men, maybe women too, i'm still figuring that out, i still want to fall in love, i want to get married, have kids etc. I have never been sexually attracted to someone of any persuasion. It seems crazy to me that it's not more talked about, because about approximately one percent of the population is asexual. I think it's good for everyone to have a self inventory every now again, just to think. To explore where every it might take you, but remember, stranger danger, and always, always use protection kids and remember you're loved where ever that takes you.

This is a semi biographical novel, about my thoughts, opinions and struggles growing up as a biracial girl in Nigeria, told in non-chronological order.
You can find me on Instagram
username Jay_abs3

Yang Jingyan first met Zhang Xiaoyin when he was 7 years old, at the orphanage. He could remember anything before that; it was all just a black haze in his memories. The day when Yinyin descended from the skies and reached her hand out to pull his bruised body out of the mud was unforgettable, even more so than her first words to him:
"Your eyes are very pretty. What's your name?" She had asked with an innocent smile that spread from cheek to cheek, ending in two small but faint dimples. Her face, her voice, Yang Jingyan engraved her everything to his mind and vowed to stay with her forever in this lifetime. His Yinyin was the one who gave him life from then on, and he'd live these 17 years all for her.
But somehow, somewhat, he felt as if those words he declared to the heavens were diminishing at this moment. Yang Jingyan shook his head, trying to ward off his scary thoughts. 'I'm just seeing things, Yinyin wouldn't end on another man's bed before she even got on mine. It's just a joke, it's all an illusion! I'm just delusional from the accident!'
"Yang Yang. You've gone blind for me," she whispered, her words tightening in the last sentence.
Yang Jingyan trembled from the guilt and the tinge of regret in her words. He extended his hands out in desperation, hoping that maybe, just maybe, she would grab it and explain that it was all a misunderstanding. All relationships are built on trust, and believing in your partner to resolve these little misunderstandings, right? The novels... they were like that! He'll just trust her this once.
His arm hovered in the air, but he felt nothing. Nothing. She didn't accept it. All that he was met with was the darkness that will accompany him from then on. Yang Jingyan dropped his arm like a falling leaf that withered and returned to silence.
"Yes, Yinyin. I would do anything for you," he murmured, refusing to believe everything that happened from the accident. 'Again, Yinyin. I'll put my trust in you again. Please, please don't break it.'
He was met with silence and the shattering of a glass next door. He turned around in the sound's direction but all that he saw was black. Yang Jingyan hated it. The color black. It reminded him of his dark childhood and dreamless future. His Yinyin had pulled him out of that abyss, so why, why was she the one pushing him back?
But the only answer Yang Jingyan got was the roar of the city and consolation that was the cool morning wind.
Things were going exactly as the beginning of those romance novels. Wasn't he supposed to be the cherished male lead of this love story? Wasn't he supposed to be Yinyin's one and only, a cold, arrogant CEO that worked his way up from poverty who'd give and do anything for her? Why was he now reduced to a throwaway, when he'd only give and took nothing from her?
"Yang Jingyan. I did not shred an ounce of love for you all these years, but I cannot say I'm not touched by your actions of giving me your eyes. Thank you for that." Her words were ruthless and stabbed like knives to Yang Jingyan's heart.
"The CEO romance stories. They blew up this year, didn't they? You... somehow really were like those male leads." Yang Jingyan shivered. She didn't notice and continued on. 
"But I too was born into poverty and into abusive relationships. I was never the innocent and the pure little girl all those years ago. I was a scheming, a lying white lotus villain!" Her voice cackled and the laughter grew louder and louder. She leaned over and whispered into his ears. "And I have won, Yang Yang. The female lead has won."
"N-no! You're no hyprocrite! You're Yinyin, and you love me. Yes, that's why you're telling all this. You're Yinyin, the apple of my eyes, and I'm Yang Yang, your little sheep. We promised!"
"No." She pushed his prying arms away from her.
"Then tell me, Yinyin. What else can I give you for you to love me again? Shall I take your ears so I can give you mine? Shall I? SHALL I?" Yang Jingyan roared. His fingers dug into his fist. Blood trickled out onto the floor.
Yinyin looked down at the puddle of blood. "Yang Jingyan. You took too much from me, and can give me no more. We're breaking up." Her words snapped him out of his crazed state of madness.
"W-what?" Yang Jingyan stammered, wondering what exactly he took from her. He came up with nothing. Money. Status. Devotion. He gave it all! He started up this company from scratch and became a millionaire for her, sponsoring and promoting her as the next up-and-coming superstar actress. He worked hours of overtime in stress so they could go vacationing together or get a nice and fancy meal. He gave her his eyes when she was declared blind! He didn't take anything from her, not even her virginity!
Instead, what about her? She took it all for granted, both his eyes and his love that left behind a blind, empty shell of him. His old self was back. Hollowed and hopeless.
All he yearned for was a little bit of love. The feeling of being cared for that he'd never received in his childhood. All he yearned for was the lovey-dovey warmth that blossomed in his heart when reading those romances, where the two sweethearts flaunt their love and happily ever after. All he yearned for was the incomprehensible might of the four-lettered word called love.
"You've taken time away from me, where I could live in greater heights, somewhere you can never give me." She repeated.
"W-what—"
"Yang Jingyan, is it?" The door pressed open. Another person entered the ward and interrupted. "I'm the butler of Master Mu of Capital's Mu family," he introduced himself, then turned to Yinyin. "Zhang Xiaoyin is his biological daughter, the one we've been searching for all these years. I've come to fetch her back."
The words reloaded in Yang Jingyan's mind three times before he finally registered it. His Yinyin… the young miss of Capital's Mu family?
The surnames of all the bigshot male leads of the novels floated in Yang Jingyan's mind. Xiao, Jiang, He, Qin, Gu, Mo, Yu… hell, even his own surname Yang was one. They were all the same—cold, arrogant, so-called gay CEOs that also have many zeros tied to their names. The letters and numbers jumbled together, giving Yang Jingyan a splitting headache until a connection formed in his mind. The letters strung together a name—Mu Xuefeng.
"This is it for us, Yang Jingyan," Zhang Xiaoyin said at the same time the connection formed. She stood up and walked out of the room, saying no other words. The butler followed closely after, shutting the door with a loud clack.
. . .
"Mu Xuefeng… the Snow Queen of Business… Yinyin… you've become her half-sister?" Yang Jingyan muttered to the wall. He traced his fingers, drawing pictures of their, no, his most cherished memories.
Their first 'date' at the amusement park where he was scared stiff when she suddenly clung onto him at the jump scare in the haunted house. His screams, followed by their boisterous laughter, were one to remember. They held hands together, their eyes closed as they awaited a drop on the roller-coaster. It was where they had their first indirect kiss drinking the mango slushie on the benches and later that night their first kiss under the stars.
"Yinyin… were our times together just my fantasy?" He sat up upright—feet flat on the floor, back straight, looking at the door with his fingers crossed. Clouds passed by, blocking the rays of light from shining through the window. The only answer Yang Jingyan received was the whispers of the wind.
He cried. Cried and cried and cried. Their times together were fantasy, just the like ways of the novels. The tears formed puddles in hands and slowly mixed with the blood on the floor. Even as the stoic man Yang Jingyan was, his heart still wrenched into knots of pain. Another glass shattered next door, temporary stunning him. Yang Jingyan opened his hands up and sniffed. The tears splashed onto the ground.
"Cliches don't work. The novels were fake. Love is a lie. Pull yourself together, Yang Jingyan. Don't be like those shitty male leads that can't get over her. This is your reality check—the novels have nothing to do with you from now on. You're not the male lead anymore!"

[ON INDEFINITE HIATUS]

NO HAREM
NO RAPE
NO MAJOR MISUNDERSTANDINGS 
NO GENDER BENDER (why does everyone think it's gender bender?)

* * * 


Yang Jingyan was a poor, dumb simpleton. As an orphan, the lack of love he'd received in his childhood made him just a tad little dense. And even as a grown adult, Yang Jingyan still enjoyed reading the infamous 'CEO romance' novels on Webnovel, believing in the so-called genuine but cheesy love that they portrayed and the three rules he got out of them. How else would he learn to love? 

Rule one. Cherish your partner.
Rule two. Spoil them to no end.
Rule three. Loyalty above all.

That's what he did, after many nights of analyzing plot development and years of raising his status in society, just like the simulations. 

His careful planning went well. Too well.

He bravely professed his love to his childhood sweetheart early on, not causing them to miss many years of being together.

He practiced abstinence for many months and acted like a gay germaphobe, preventing misunderstandings and illegitimate children that would drive a wedge in his relationship.

Even his past as an orphan benefited him. No crazy stepmother scheming against him, grimy and old dad's trying to sell him off, or his cousins and sisters seducing his love!

But Yang Jingyan's life took a turn one day when a terrible accident changed everything, unveiling the bitter truth and leaving him without his eyes. Blinded and devastated, Yang Jingyan resolved to himself that he would forget the fictitious events and fantasies that warped him and his thinking. He'd stray far away from cliches and hide himself in reality.

Meet Mu Xuefeng, another woman whom he keeps on encountering. First on the streets, then at a bar. Before Yang Jingyan even knew it, she invited herself into his apartment and crashed the night. 

What? She's a smokin' hot multi billionaire CEO, cold, ruthless AND wants me to claim 'responsibility' to boot?

Yang Jingyan, who now only accepts his fate as the forgotten side character could only lament about all the 'female leads' intentions... as he finds himself again and again in the upper echelons of society. He sucked in an cold breath of air: Stop confessing! I'm not the male lead no more! Leave me alone! 

Mu Xuefeng: System, open the progress window. Why is getting this dumb, delusional bloke's love so difficult?

A bittersweet romance of heart-rendering betrayals, predictable plot and ridden with cliches. Read on to find out how a blind buckethead and an ice block as they *try* to write their own love story, with the help of a mysterious system.
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        We meet Tracy in the cafeteria she was making her order when we saw her. Tracy did any of the CREW come to your Class Elizabeth asked as we started making our order.
     Yes she answered. Which one Elizabeth asked. Tracy started blushing and I could already tell it was Carl before she called his name. Did you get any pictures Elizabeth asked, as we walked down to a table to sit. Of course I did, how on earth did you expect me to miss sure a chances.
            My Carl was standing right in front of me, talking to me Tracy said with dreamy eyes and smiles all over her face. 
          Am such the word is teaching I said to Tracy. Whatever you are just a spoiler. Let me see the pictures Elizabeth asked and Tracy unlocked her phone and we started looking at the pictures. 
   Wow Carl is more handsome then he looks on television Elizabeth said. You are still looking at him from a screen I said to tease her. She rolls her eyes at me and continues looking at the picture, like she was seeing Carl's pictures for the first time all her life. 
           Did I measure that while he was teaching he went round  the class and some how his hands brush my shoulder  Tracy said. Really Elizabeth asked. Tracy nod her head and her face turned red blushing just taking about it. Then she  pointed at her right shoulder  and said this side God am never washing  this cloths again Tracy said. while Elizabeth rested her head on Tracy's shoulder. 
      my Carl touch this place she said. Did any of the CREW come to your class Tracy asked. Yes, Ray I said. Pictures she asked. I did not take any picture and Elizabeth was not able to get any clear picture of him I said. 
    Why Tracy asked with disappointing looks. Well he was standing right in my front, there is no way I would have used my phone without getting caught I said. 
    Am sure he will not mind Tracy said. 
    Well think again Elizabeth  said finally taking her head off Tracy's shoulder, he warned us to keep our phones away before he started the class, why do you think I did not get any good picture . 
    I heard Ray is very strict  and is not as friendly as the rest of the CREW Tracy said. 
   Yeah I guess so he did not as much as smile or fake one when he was teaching. It seems like I was back at high school with all the intimidating looks he was giving Elizabeth said.
   Well am sure he was just trying to make us concentrate I said. Look who is been a defense    lawyer Tracy said. Anyway I made friends with one of the guys in the final year and he happen to know them while they were still students here. He said Ray did not attend most of his classes. 
     He said he was that unseriouse student that still magically gets good grade. He also said all the CREW were flit expect Ray. That not for once did he every relate with any female. Not that he related with anyone else. And come to think of it I follow him on Instagram and trust me I have never seen him upload a picture with a Female and with all the speculation about Carl and the other CREW dating this girl or that girl Ray has never been measured she said. 
      Well that could just be because he is a very private person, and beside he is a singer and writer that a lot to deal with. I think Ray is just super talented that's why he does not get in bloggers blog I said. 
  Or he is gay Tracy said. No I don't think so, have you read any of his romance novel, it usually epic. I don't think if he was gay he will make sure stories about female and male lead. I said.
      Elizabeth nod in agreement. Are you crushing on Ray Tracy asked 
     No Tracy I have told you before I do not crush on any of the CREW, am just a fan of his novels I said. 
  I believe he is gay, there are speculation about it everywhere read some entertainment gossip some time she said. And it like you said he is super talented that's why he can be gay and still write such beautiful romances Tracy said. Or how else do you explain his weirdness Tracy asked after a pause.
    I shake my head then took a bite of my snack. 
       I think you guys are over thinking all this, it not like he is friendly to same sex either. The guy is just ligit weird. Elizabeth said looking at Tracy. 
   Yeah you are right about that, I wonder why he is so wired and handsome Tracy said having a look I could not explain. I puase and looked at her. Are you sure you are not crushing on the weirdo  I said smiling out her. 
No way I only have enough space in my heart for Carl and Alex. Hmmm you must be the first girl that has more than one crush at a time I said and We all started laughing.

.... "Bella" Ray called her name with so much melody. Pulling her hand close to his chest to allow her listen to his heart beat. See. My heart beat for only you, Ray assured his girlfriend 
 Raymond Williams a successful singer and novelist is in a twist between the past that hurt and uncertain present. When an ex girlfriend comes back, knocking with a child.
  Can he trust the woman that hurt and broken his heart three years ago. Or the woman who has never giving him a reason to worry.

"You have no brains, you have no talent, you are useless just like your mother this is what Bella hears from her adopted mother for the past seventeen years of her life. 

   Bella wisdom a nineteen years old lady who trys to survive in a world where she  felt had no place for an orphan like herself. After two years of trying to get into college to become a lawyer Bella find a new part to become a writer but first she will need to get admitted into Mount Wing where only the very talented and wealthy students are welcome.
  The new part opens a new world of opportunities but challenges for her as she trys to find her new happiness. 
  
"Life will always have new challenge but  when the going gets tough, the tough get going. Bella Wisdom Wealth repeated her motto to herself. Blinking back the tears that were about to drop as she looked at her reflection in the full length mirror.

It has been a few days and I have spent most of my time in the library during lunch and break time. This has been a peaceful time for me because I did not have to force myself to listen to people whisper about me.

I have already figured out what kind of person this body was before it was given to me as my second chance at life.

I already found it funny and confusing that this body had the same name as me. It made me wonder if the strange being that sent me to this world only picked a body based on the name or if it was because this body was already on the path of committing very bad crimes?

But I didn't worry too much about it.

I was worried if the person called Hanni goes to the same school as me and will approach me, but for these past days, I have still been alone, so I stopped thinking about it.

Now I mostly spend my time reading novels in the library for leisure but also reading some magazines. I already made a list of movies and shows I want to watch based on google search.

There were also some recommendations on the magazines I read. I was glad the library had so much variety.

I actually saw this one girl in the library always sitting in the same corner with her back to me. She was something so intently that I wondered what it was.

I know I said I didn't mind being alone because I had the books in the library to keep me company. But I also liked befriending people who were like myself and liked to indulge in novels.

That's how I made my best friend in my last life.

I still feel sorry that she had to be with me on the day I got hit by that damn truck.

She must be traumatised by going out with me. I hope she is able to heal and forget me... I don't want her to suffer. She was a good friend.
Thinking of my good friend, I really wanted to make a new start over in this new world.

So what if the original body was a bad person and became a loner who had stalker tendencies. That person is gone now. I am the one who is here now and I want to live a good life. And that good life requires a good friend.

The girl who in the corner looked like a good student. She was dressed neatly and her dark hair was tied into braids. She wore glasses over her chocolate brown eyes. Overall she did not have a mean face.

I did not want to scare this girl so I decided to sneak a look at what she was reading. If I could find out what she liked to read, it would be easier to start a conversation. But when I leaned over sneakily, I was surprised at what I saw.

This good student with an innocent face was reading a very shocking manga.

The pages were filled with erotic scenes of two handsome men entangled together.

"Ah!" The girl in front of me looked scared when she noticed me leaning over to look.

It seems I was caught.

I felt very guilty when I saw the scared look in her eyes. But I was more shocked that a school library would have erotic manga.

"Oh, uh, hello." I tried to give a friendly smile but instead, I see the good student hold the erotic novel to her chest with a look on her face saying she wants to run away.

Ah. I have scared this student.

"I'm surprised the school library has this genre here." I clumsily laughed.

"This-it-it's not from the school." The student stuttered.

Ah, so she brought it to school.

"Oh. Um... is it good?" I was really trying my best to let this girl know there was nothing to fear from me, but she was acting like a frightened bunny.

I should try harder.

"I don't know much about manga but I like to read novels. I've actually written some before."

When I finished saying that, it seemed to have worked in making the student less scared.

"You write novels?" She asked in a small voice.

"Ah, yes. I do. But I've never writing gay romance before. I've only written fantasy novels of either a female lead or a male lead becoming a powerful master. But I like to read genres of all kinds. As long as it's interesting." I smiled again.

"I also like reading novels. This-this is just- um please forget you saw me read this. Please don't tell anyone." The student didn't look as scared as before but she still seemed pitiful.

I guess she was shy about the manga she was reading. The pictures drawn were very erotic. I can see why she would want to hide it.

Honestly, she should not be reading it at school in the first place but considering this body did the same thing with her own hobby, I wondered if this was a habit of young students in this world.

"It's okay, it's okay. We all have our preferences. I won't tell anyone, you don't need to worry. But don't read that at school anymore. It could have been someone else who saw you read it instead of me. Make sure you only read it at home, okay?" I put on my big sister's face that I used to use on my younger siblings back home, and hope this good student would listen well.

Everything was fine after this.

I found out this good student's name was Mai. She wasn't in any of my classes but we promised to meet here at lunch starting from today.

I was glad to make this new friend. She certainly had an eccentric side to her that nobody would expect, but it was also what made it much more fun to talk to her.

It seems I was not as unlucky as I thought. I was able to make a good friend today. How fortunate.

This is Arisa's second chance to be reborn in a new world. But in the last second before being reborn, she is told her new body was destined to die for a person. This guy is the one she loves.

But who is he?

Arisa knows nothing!

Arisa doesn't have a boyfriend. What if the next guy she meets is the killer? It may be an accident or it may be intentional. She won't know. She didn't even get the memories of her new life. Not fair!

Now she needs to lead a lonely life. She doesn't want to die! It's better to be alone than to die.

... wait.

If her killer is definitely a guy, why does she need one in her life? If she is destined to die straight then she will bend! Who will live a lonely life? Not Arisa! Who needs a man to be happy? Release me ill fate! I will not fall for any man! Take that!


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