"Tch.... Broccoli, I will have my revenge in this life or the next!" 

French Baguette was an ordinary boy entranced by the world around him. One day, while swimming in a pond, a peculiar stone found its way to him. Resting deep inside him, hidden from the world. 

What does this stone mean for our french protagonist? Where did this stone come from?

"Tu dois rigoler!"
"Comment est-il devenu si fort?"

Ella willed herself not to look in the direction of the men in the suits headed her way, but it was all she could do to keep from lifting her eyes in their direction. She kept her focus on Gus, who was telling them a story about when he was in elementary school. While his French was perfect, he had a bit of an Italian accent. She hoped the men wouldn't be listening too closely as they came by or that she could take over the majority of the conversation by then. But… would they be looking for her and expecting Ella Sinders to be speaking French? Surely, they didn't know she was alive, did she? 
There were two of them, and they were large. Their slow pace let her know they were scrutinizing everyone. Rome wasn't touching her since they didn't want it to be obvious they were a couple, but she could see in his eyes that his muscles were as strained as hers.
A few rows away, the men froze. She didn't dare glance up and look at them to see if they were studying their group. Her heart was pounding out of her chest. Mary said something that was supposed to mean one thing and was really something else, which had Gus laughing, and telling her she needed to work a little harder on her French, not that she understood. She said, "Oui, oui," like a poodle on a television show.
The men were moving again. It was impossible not to see them now as they drew even with the row they were sitting in. Gus's story continued. Then, one of the men slammed into Rome's shoulder, hard. 
Ella looked up at them. She couldn't help it. 
Tall, bald, with broad shoulders, dressed in a black suit jacket, white button-down, tie, and slacks, it was clear he'd done it on purpose. Luckily, all of those years of wearing costumes in theater and movies had paid off for Rome and his wig didn't budge. 
In Italian, the man said, "Pardon me."
Rome waved him off like it was no big deal, and Ella said, "He said excuse me," in French, as if Rome might not understand. Then she said, "In Italian, you can say, 'Nessun problema,' as a response."
Rome only looked at her because he didn't speak French, but when she said the Italian phrase again, he caught on. "Oui," he said, and then turning to glance at the man, he said, "Nessun problema."
Ella held her breath as she waited to see what the man would do. Did he buy it? Did he know he was looking right at the man he'd been searching for? It took a long moment before he continued on, and Gus praised Rome's great Italian accent--in French, so he had no idea what he was saying, but Ella laughed and went along with it. Gus launched back into his story and the two thugs went on down the row.
As tempting as it was to turn and see if they sat down somewhere, Ella fought the urge. She stayed focused on Gus. She could tell Mary was watching the men, though. A few minutes later, she stuck her hand out and grabbed Gus by the wrist. "They got off," she said.
"What's that?" Ella couldn't believe that was the case. It seemed too good to be true. 
��Yeah, I see them over there, outside of the train on the tarmac."
"It could be a trick," Rome reminded them. "It's possible those were the two we were meant to see and there are others."
It was a good point, so Ella didn't let herself relax, even though it was tempting to do so. She could've melted into the seat and let all of her worries go for at least a few minutes. But with Rome's cautionary statement, she kept herself on full alert, even after the train had pulled out of the station.
"Now that the train is leaving, can I ask where we are headed next?" Gus asked. "I mean, after the train reaches its final destination."
Ella looked at Mary, not sure whether or not they should tell him, but she gave her a nod, as if she had already come to fully trust the driver.
Rome answered for them. "We were originally taking the train to Madrid then catching a flight to Budapest," he said. "Now, the plan's sort of up in the air."
"Budapest? I would've never thought to look there if I was your father. That could be a good plan," Gus said with a shrug. 
"Do you have a better plan?" Mary asked, not sarcastic or rude at all, just inquisitive. 
A sly grin overcame Gus's face as he contemplated the answer, and something told Ella when he got around to answering the question, he would definitely have a better plan.


Two families at war, a daughter locked away, forbidden love…. 
Can Ella and Rome overcome the obstacles standing in their way and find a way to be together? Ella Sinders knows her family hates her. When her stepmother refuses to let her leave the house, she is content to lose herself in her work. Until she receives an unexpected phone call from someone who turns out to be the son of her father’s nemesis—and a voice she just can’t get out of her head. Rome Verona doesn’t know the man his father has hated for so many years has a daughter until he stumbles upon her existence by accident. Now that he’s gotten a taste of her, he doesn’t ever want to let her go. Can two star-crossed lovers find a way to bring their families together and give their love a chance? Or will it all end in tragedy? A modern day retelling of Cinderella meets Romeo and Juliet.

It had almost been a month and it was time for the fresher's party for the first year students and farewell party for the last year ones. 



The theme and everything else was decided but one thing needed the Principal's permission. 


Knock knock 

"Come in" Mr. Harry said. 


The president of the student council, Ella came in 


"Sir, we need your permission to arrange a task for this year's Fresher's & farewell party." 


"A task?" 


"The task is..." Ella continued. 


"No!" Mr. Harry said. 


"But sir this is our last year in college...Please." Ella pleaded. 


After thinking for 15 mins Mr. Harry said yes. 



The date of the party was decided and sent to everyone. 




"Shopping!" Sabrina and Ally exclaimed in excitement. 


"Oof...its just a mere fresher's party... Why are you so excited?" Alena said. 

"Who said we are excited for our shopping? We are excited for you! Finally you will wear a beautiful dress and make up!" Ally said  winking at Alena. 


"Ah...no." Alena said. 





"You know this base house is for discussing mission or resting after doing mission...but you three take it as your chitter-chatter house."  Sam said 


"Ah Sam if I am right you three have done a lot of parties here...and brought some girls too. Just because you turn of the CCTV of this house and let Mr. Harry not know about this does not mean I don't know..." Alena said. 


"Sigh...fine." Sam said admitting his defeat. 


After the final escape from the Dark Knight Agency's people the girls had changed their behaviour a little bit towards the guys and the guys had also learnt their lesson so they also behaved nicely somehow. They somehow started to act as friends which was good. 



"So Alena choose your style. What would you like to wear? This?" Ally asked as she showed some pictures of some gorgeous dresses. 


"No!" Alena said and got out of the base house. 

"Sigh...Our girl has not grown up yet."  Sabrina said in a motherly tone. 


"I don't think she will grow..." Mike said. 



Sunday morning, 9:00 am. City centre shopping mall. 

"You literally woke me in early morning to bring me here?" Alena asked. 

"Oh come on! You will have fun!" Ally said as she dragged Alena inside the shopping mall. 




After three hours, the shopping was done. 

"Ok, three hours? Seriously?" Alena exclaimed as she looked at her wristwatch.


"That's pretty normal." Sabrina said. 



The day of Fresher's party. 


"Is make up really necessary?" Alena asked as her friends had forcefully made her sit so that they could do her make up.

"Yes. Now hush up and let us do our work." Ally said. 

After half an hour the girls were ready and reached at the college auditorium where the party was held. 



The guys had reached at the party not long ago but before the girls. Just when the girls  entered the guys were shocked to see their transformation. 


Alena was wearing a beautiful navy blue dress which was slightly cut from left showing her legs a little. The dress was backless so Alena had to keep her hair open but they were styled so nicely by Ally & Sabrina that for a second she couldn't recognise herself. 



Ally was wearing a red gown which was very elegant and attracting. She had her hair tied up in a cute pony which made her look like a cute doll. 



Sabrina was wearing a dashing black coloured long dress which looked as if it was designed for her only. She had her hair tied in a beautiful side french braid which made her look gorgeous.




The guys coincidentally had same coloured tuxedos which was a trouble as it resulted in lot of their friends to ask if they are playing the 'matching dress' with their junior girlfriends.

Alena, Ally & Sabrina's life changes when they find out that they have been chosen as agents to work for a secret agency. The training starts and the first rule to become agent is to be punctual. 

"Is this usual that she is this careless or she wants the punishment that badly, hmm?" Mike asked.

-All that experience thrown to wolves…
-No kidding, can someone tell that mc to not state the obvious? No? No one? Well I'll do it then.
-Kid… Don't state the obvious.
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-Who the fuck do you think you are? Sending me a friend request just after killing me… Hmph! Don't think about this master will accept your friend request without you waiting!
-How cute, he's insulting the wolves ƪ(ƪ꒪ৱ৹)ᵒʰ˵˵
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Ding!
<Player obtained a rare loot! Luck is temporarily increased of 200%>
<Player unlocked a new title by a special action, <From 0 to 100… to 0>>
<Player unlocked a legendary weapon, <Mjolnir>>
<Player unlocked a new title by a special action, <Marvel Rip-Off>>
-If that isn't luck, I don't know what it is O_o
<Player's class is incompatible with Hammers, Player is unable to bring out the full might of the weapon even if equipped>
-Cheh [1]
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<We added some legendary weapons to the game, the obtention of these weapons will launch special events>
<Player ImperialShadow was the first to get a legendary weapon, Mjolnir>
<The staff is thereby happy to announce the launch of the Manhunt event! All players are now able to see the zone of the map in which the legendary weapons are!>
-Double Cheh
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╔════════════════════╗
║OneStrokeOneSoul (expired)║
╚════════════════════╝
It fucking expired!
-Triple Cheh
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A/N: Just search this on google translate xD.
A new character enters the Arena: The Italian
-Mamamia, it is not complicated in the least:
El Polo Loco => The crazy chicken
Ella Baila Flamenco => She dances the Flamenco
[DISCLAIMER] The authors do not claim responsibility if you encounter a random lawsuit in the tall grass together with an Italian Spanish…
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After one minute together and one day without seeing each other, we became quite close.
-John: That's not how human relationships work.
-Patrick: Well, Andy, I think the American player just stated the obvious.
-Andy: It's a fact, Patrick, this choke could very well mean the end of the season for John McCain.
-John McCain: Keep me out of this.
-Henry: Did someone say McCain?
-John McCain: I'm not freaking French Fries!
-Napoléon: Did someone say French?
-Louis XV: Did someone say French Revolution?
-Robespierre: Did someone say Guillotine?
-Andy: It seems, Patrick, that head will roll tonight on the American player's team.
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Suddenly an arrow was shot out and landed just between my thighs and just merely… merely fucking grazed my little brother. 
-John: It's not your little brother, it's your penis.
-Captain Obvious? Did someone call me? No? Really?
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-Come on? Can someone answer me?
[1] Cheh means "serves you right" in Arabic. In ClemCa's country, which is France, it's really used in common language and other countries would really win at using such a great word. So here is some cultural imperialism of cultural appropriation, a rare sight nowadays.

Struggling with the real world, Coreen tries to shun himself away and venture into the world of virtual reality. But when they both collide things change both in-game and in real life and he is forced into a world of deceit and vengeance. Entrusted with an earth-shattering secret related to the creation of the universe and a past that extends to the early days of humanity, Coreen is in some seriously deep shit right now.
Will he ever be become a normal person again or will he change into a sheep forever?

Cameron Hayes' POV
We arrived at the conference ball in time. I was happy to know that Ella was stunning as we were walking into the conference ball and people, especially males, were staring at her. Not until she removed the coat that I felt like I wanted her to wear the coat back.
	Her red sheer lace red dress was hugging her figure perfectly. I don't know if she was renting it or buying it or borrowing it from her neighbor. What I do know, she looked gorgeous and I have this instinct to protect her from the prying eyes.
	"Shall we?" I said as I gave the server our coats before I offered her my elbow. She took it as she wrapped her tiny hands on my arm as we were walking to our table. The people were talking and I know it was the lady in red beside me.
	"This is very nice. I never knew that I was being in a ball," she whispered to me as I was leaning to hear her sweet voice inside my ear. I smiled as I know that she was happy to be here and I was happy to be beside her.
	"Don��t worry. It will get better. They will talk about wildlife," I said as she was slapping my arm playfully before I went to pull out the chair for her. She took her seat before I was taking my seat next to her.
	"Ah, Mr. Hayes, I thought you would not make it. I was wondering when you will be showing your face in public after that stunning article about the new mineral," the Director of NSF, who happened to be Alex's ex, Aria, was greeting me before I was smiling at her.
	"Yes, it is stunning. And the WWF magazine was doing everything they can to make sure that the scientific community will learn about it.
	"I see. And I see you brought your plus one. You never have gone to this kind of event with someone before," Aria said as she was staring at Ella. I cleared my throat before I was pulling her hand into mine on the table.
	"Aria, I would like you to meet Ella. Ella this is the director of NSF, Aria—"
	"A pleasure to meet you, Ella. Say, that dress is stunning. Where do you get it?" Aria asked when Ella was looking at her. She was looking at her dress before she smiled.
	"I got it from—"
	"Oh, they're here. We just took out our equipment now," I whispered to her as I saw the scientists from France was coming to greet the important figure in the scientific community. It was nice and I think this was a change for Ella that was not used to this kind of conference.
	"I thought they would be here and just give some talk and we would ask the question?" Ella asked me as she whispered to me. I smiled as I know what she was talking about another kind of conference.
	"That was the formal conference but tonight is less formal as the scientific community wanted to make friends and expand their network with each other," I explained as Ella nodded at me.
	"I see,"
	"Now, shall we go and greet them? You need to translate them for me," I said as I was pulling Ella with me before we were crowding the scientists from France.

Ella Lattone's POV
Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh!
Oh my gosh!!!
I was in the middle of the conversation between two scientists that were speaking in French as Hayes was trying to understand what they were talking about. Now I have to smirk at this. He thought that language did not have an advantage in the scientific community.
	Hah! I showed him.
I was smiling at the scientists before Hayes urged me to ask about the new development of the research that they conducted. I smiled at them before I was inserting myself in the conversation with interest.
	"Excuse me. I heard that you guys are the ones that developing some kind of new method to determine if it was real science or social science. How do you determine which is which?" I asked in French as one of the scientists was looking at me. He was kind of young, maybe the same age as me. He smiled charmingly.
	"And why would a pretty lady like you want to know? I thought you're just a plus one for that oaf over here who was not talking with us because of the language barrier? Tell me, are you his translator then?" He asked as he boldly took my hand and kissed my knuckles. I gasped before I can sense that Hayes was stiffened by his bold action.
	"Please, sir, are you trying to imply that you are one of those sexist scientists that thought women cannot experiment?"
	"I don't apply—"
	"And yet, you say that I should just sit still and look pretty. If I don't know any better, you are implying that you are narrow-minded and old fashioned, which is not idle for a scientist as they would be open-minded to any possibilities," I said as I was smiling at him while I snatched my hand away from his touch.
	"Yes, well—"
	"Then tell me of the operation that you have on your new research and don't delay the information just because I was a woman among men," I said as I was glaring at him. He stammered before he cleared his throat and I was smiling with triumph. 
	Men, I rolled my eyes inwardly.
Thankfully, Hayes has put on the recorder tape to start recording any conversation that we might have for the night and I was happy to make some notes for him as we were making some connection before I was being dragged by Hayes to meet someone.
	"MacWatters, as I live and breathe," Hayes said before the man with black hair and a woman beside him greeted us.
	"Cam? What are you doing here?" The man asked before I turned to look at the woman and I was surprised to see Lea.
	"Ah, I see that you have your plus one now. I thought you don't do plus one at a social event," MacWatters man said as he was smirking at Hayes. He scowled.
	"This is not my date, she was merely my co-worker and I bullied her to come with me so that people know I was not available for them, Alex," he explained before I was staring at Lea and Alex noticed that.
	"Ah, sorry. Let me introduce to you, this is my wife and you must be Ms. Lattone. Ella Lattone, yes?" Alex asked me as I was turning to look at him sharply. How does he know my name? I smiled at him as I nodded.
	"Yes. I am Ella. But I'm not sure that I ever met you, Mr. MacWatters. So how do you know my name?" I asked him before he was looking at Hayes. He smirked before Hayes was throwing him a death glare.
	"Let just say, someone loves to talk about you," he said as I was shaking my hand with him before I ran away from the men with Lea.
	"Do not tell me that was your husband," I said. Lea laughed at my notion.
	"But you heard him, he is my husband by the way that he introduced himself earlier," Lea said as I was scowling at her.
	"If I have known that you were attending this ball, I would not have to suffer the men's views on the woman cannot be a scientist," I said as Lea was taking two champagnes and gave one to me.
	"Thanks," I mumbled to her.
	"I figure that you want them and so I guess I just have to give it to you," she said as I was clinking my glass with her.
	"To women in science," I toasted as we drank.
	"Amen to that," Lea said before we talked some more until the men were coming at us.
	"I guess, we have to move now, love," Lea's husband said as he was kissing her cheek. She smiled before she smiled at us.
	"It was nice to meet you again, Cam. And you too, Ella," she said as she was hugging me before I hugged her back. Hayes was still waiting beside me before we were moving to get the coats and off to our home.
	Hayes was kind enough that he sent me back as I know it must cost him so much fuel to go back and forth from my neighborhood to the city again.
	"Thank you. You have been helpful tonight," Hayes said as he was walking me to the front door. I waved my hands dismissively as I was smiling.
	"No big. And I will have that translation when Monday comes on the desk for you to check it," I said as I was putting the keys into the keyhole and unlocked it. I turned to say good night before his cologne hit me. I was dizzy from it.
	"You know, I was waiting for that favor tonight but to my disappointment, you did not ask any of it. I must say I was disappointed," Hayes said as I was looking at his lips before I looked into his eyes.
	"Hayes," I whispered. He chuckled.
	"You do hate me, don't you?" He asked as I was blinking at him.
	"No, I'm not,"
	"Then why you call me by my last name?" Hayes asked before I can say anything, he leaned in and pecked my lips.
	"Good night, Ella. I see you on Monday," he said before he stepped back and he pushed me inside the house before he closed the door. 
	"Don't forget to lock the door!" He shouted before his footsteps faded away.

Would you trust your lover with a secret that could be government to your feet?
First, we have Alexander MacWatters who was ensnared by Azalea Johnson and offered her marriage of convenience for something in return.
Then, we have Brandon Cornwall who offered to help Barbara Brown a spot in an excavation with the sacrifice of her freedom.
Then, we have Cameron Hayes who returned to school and get stuck with Ella Lattone who was known for her clumsiness.
Then, we have Dylan Windell that was studying aerospace before his spot was being taken by Daisy Dyer and they struck a deal.
How will their lovers reacted when they find out who they really are? Find out their stories in this new series by Nikki Larousse.

I walk into the kitchen casually and sit down on the counter stool. I look at his back and smile to myself. How weird would it be if I go and hug him? I have only seen these kinds of scenes in movies or novel. He turns around and lets out a sigh; but in return, I just giggle at him.

Minhyuk... of Monsta X was in my kitchen this time. 

"Oh, come on Dior... How many time have I told? Change out of your pyjamas in the morning" Minhyuk nags at me like a Mum. 

He puts down the French toast on the breakfast bar and walks over to me. My heart almost skips a beat at seeing him come close to me. He turns the stool and puts his arms on my shoulder. I look at him perplexed and just smile. 

"Dior, I know nothing happened last night but are you tempting me now" Minhyuk eyes look down and I look down in confusion as well. The top button of my shirt was undone, and you could almost see everything. I move my arms to quickly cover my chest. My cheeks start turning red and I could feel the heat rising in the kitchen. I look away and try my best to avoid any eye contact with him. Minhyuk gently kisses the top of my forehead and pats my head gently. I try and ignore to look into his eyes due to embarrassment.  

"Dior, promise me to never show your cute expression to anyone other than me. Let this be my memory" I look at him confused as to what he means. Memory? I don't want things to be complicated so I just nod at him. Minhyuk pats my head again like he was patting a small animal.

"Now, go and change your clothes. We will have our breakfast in the living room today..." Minhyuk escorts me out of the kitchen gently. For a second, I thought I heard Minhyuk say something like "Let this kitchen keep the memory of someone it already has" but then again, I have an over the top imagination, so it could be my thoughts running wild. 

I quickly walk into my bedroom and open the cupboard. I don't bother dressing myself up and just wear the first thing I could find. My stomach was starting to rumble. I walk out of the bedroom and close the door behind me gently. Minhyuk was already sat on the sofa with a table in front of him. Smoke was arousing from the toast and the cups. For me, this was a feast. All I usually had for breakfast was just a cup of coffee.  

I walk over to Minhyuk and casually sit down next to him on the sofa. It feels like I have done this many time, like a De Ja Vu. Minhyuk puts his arms on my shoulder and I turn myself to look at him. He smiles for a second and then quickly becomes serious. 

"Feed me" What? I look at Minhyuk, shocked for a second but then the confused the next. He points at the french toast and then his mouth the next. He looked super cute in that situation and I almost wanted to cuddle him in my arms. His eyes were shining like a start when he looked at me. I let out a sigh and reach for the fork. I start feeding Minhyuk and he just stares at me the whole time: smiling. 

In the middle of this perfect situation, my stomachs start growling. I thought I was in control of my stomach, but I guess not. Minhyuk looks at me a bit shocked. Did he think I just farted? My cheeks turn the colour of tomato again and I rush to speak, to clear the misunderstanding.

"It wasn't me... I mean it was me, but it was my stomach... not what you are thinking" I look at my hands and try to calm down as much as possible. I hear laughter and look up immediately.

Minhyuk was laughing super hard and there were hints of water appearing in his eyes. I feel even more embarrassed now. I look down again and start thinking of solutions. Should I go to my room? but that won't do me any good. A pair of hands reaches for my face and cuddles it. I am forced to look at Minhyuk even though I try my best to avoid eye contact.

"That's why I fell in love with you!" Minhyuk had stopped laughing and he looks sincere while saying those words. Like he was serious and didn't mean anything as a joke. Minhyuk leans closer to my face; I close my eyes as well. I was being swept away by Minhyuk's aura and something about him just dragged me closer to him. For sure, I felt like we were about to kiss... but then...

My stomach growled in the middle again. Oh gosh, this is the second or third time already. I can't believe misfortune had to happen to me today. I looked at my hands again, ever since the members kept appearing. I have developed this habit of looking at my hand whenever I felt embarrassed. 

Minhyuk starts feeding me and I eat without looking at him. The french toast was delicious and without even realizing it, I ate more than 3 toasts. I look down at my stomach and I could see it popping out a little. While I was eating, Minhyuk kept on telling me his entertaining stories. Some stories in which I was part of; but for me, I never had any memory of the moment. 

I pick up the dishes and start walking towards the kitchen. Minhyuk was starting a game in the X-box. I thought I didn't have an x-box before, but then again, I didn't have those couple anime cups either which I do have them now. I put down the dishes in the sink and turn on the tap to wash them. A hand wraps around my stomach. I almost jump out from his embrace but Minhyuk holds me tight. I could feel his warm breath on my neck. Before I can speak, Minhyuk breaks the silence...

"Just let me be like this, I don't know when we will be like this again" I turn my head to look at him. Why does everything feel like a puzzle?

"What do you mean?" This time, instead of staying quiet, I question him. Enough of these mysteries now. All that everyone does is give me tiny hints of situation. My IQ may be average but it's not at a higher level to understand these mysteries. 

"Hmm, Do you really not know, Dior?" He looks at me a bit shocked and I look at him confused in return. 

"Well, here is a little hint. I am about to be tamed" After whispering these words, Minhyuk leaves the kitchen and I could feel a cold chilly wind travelling all over my body.

Tamed? What does he mean? You can tame an animal but how can you tame a human? A sudden consciousness hits me like a thunder. My cheeks turn red and I thought the smoke was starting to pour out of me. I bet a lighting fell somewhere as well. I bring my hands closer to my cheeks and try to cool them down. 

I turn around and walk out of the kitchen to follow after Minhyuk. I need to clear this misunderstanding and it better not be what I thought. Gosh, my brain and my dead cells in there. I will die of embarrassment if it is not what I think.

I walk into my living room and end up finding someone new again. Gosh, what is with everyone leaving me on a cliff-hanger? I feel like this going to be a short day with long quizzes and mysteries...

A chance to experience a love story between the idol group Monsta X... Read their confession and make your heartbeat run a marathon! Or is it?
Be waiting for the unexpected twist. The story didn't start from Chapter 1. The real beginning of the spice is from Chapter...
(I am not going to reveal the chapter because it will give everything away ;)
Please leave a review behind. I need to know what to improve on. 
Thank you for your support and kindness ;)

I've tell you that I go to garba class so , on its first day when i reach over there i saw one girl [ again ] within some seconds i fall in love . [ mean i used to like her ] but i wait some day one of my rakhi sisters improve her friendship with her [ i block my rakhi sister on Instagram because she was teasing me with any girl name so , and one of my cousins listen it and asked her does he like her ? So i go home and block and didn't talk to her for 2-3 month but because of her now I've started talking again ] so , I Message her last night and ask her who is that short hair girl which do garba witj you , so she tell her name
And main point that she is in college 2nd year [ WTF she is very big then me but she don't look that much old
So , now drop the idea and search again for someone] .
 
Hindi - मैं आपको बताता हूं कि मैं गरबा कक्षा में जाता हूं, इसलिए इसके पहले दिन जब मैं वहां पहुंचता हूं तो मैंने देखा कि कुछ सेकंड के भीतर एक लड़की [फिर से] आई लव यू बोलती है।  [मतलब मैं उसे पसंद करता था] लेकिन मैं इंतजार करता हूं कि किसी दिन मेरी राखी बहनों में से कोई एक उसके साथ अपनी दोस्ती को बेहतर करे [मैं अपनी राखी बहन को इंस्टाग्राम पर ब्लॉक करता हूं क्योंकि वह मुझे किसी भी लड़की के नाम से चिढ़ाती थी, और मेरी एक चचेरी बहन इसे सुनती है।  उससे पूछा कि क्या वह उसे पसंद करता है?  इसलिए मैंने घर जाकर ब्लॉक किया और 2-3 महीने तक उससे बात नहीं की, लेकिन अब उसकी वजह से मैंने फिर से बात करना शुरू कर दिया है] इसलिए, मैं उसे कल रात को मैसेज करता हूं और उससे पूछता हूं कि वह कौन सी छोटी लड़की है जो गरबा करती है  तुम, इसलिए वह अपना नाम बताती है
 और मुख्य बिंदु यह है कि वह कॉलेज 2 वें वर्ष में है [डब्ल्यूटीएफ वह बहुत बड़ी है, फिर भी मैं वह बहुत पुरानी नहीं दिखती
 इसलिए, अब विचार छोड़ें और किसी के लिए फिर से खोज करें] .
Spanish - Te he dicho que voy a la clase de garba, así que, en su primer día, cuando llegué allí, vi a una chica [de nuevo] en unos segundos me enamoré.  [significa que solía gustarme] pero espero que un día una de mis hermanas rakhi mejore su amistad con ella [bloqueo a mi hermana rakhi en Instagram porque me estaba molestando con el nombre de una chica, y una de mis primas lo escucha y  le preguntó si le gusta a ella?  Así que voy a casa y bloqueo y no hablé con ella durante 2 o 3 meses, pero gracias a ella ahora empecé a hablar nuevamente], le envié un mensaje a ella anoche y le pregunto quién es esa chica de pelo corto que hace garba witj  usted, entonces ella dice su nombre
 Y el punto principal es que ella está en la universidad 2º año [WTF es muy grande que yo, pero no parece tan vieja
 Entonces, ahora suelta la idea y busca de nuevo a alguien] . 

French - Je vous dis que je vais au cours de garba, donc, le premier jour où je suis arrivé là-bas, j'ai revu une fille [encore] quelques secondes plus tard, je suis tombée amoureuse de moi.  [je veux dire, je l'aimais bien] mais j'attends un jour que l'une de mes sœurs rakhi améliore son amitié avec elle [je bloque ma sœur rakhi sur Instagram parce qu'elle me taquine avec un nom de fille alors, et un de mes cousins ​​l'écoute et  lui a-t-il aimé?  Donc, je rentre à la maison et je ne lui ai pas parlé pendant 2-3 mois, mais à cause d'elle, j'ai recommencé à parler.]  vous, alors elle dit son nom
 Et surtout, elle est au collège en 2e année [WTF, elle est très grosse alors moi mais elle n'a pas l'air si vieux
 Alors, laisse tomber l'idée et cherche à nouveau quelqu'un] . 

Portugese - Eu digo que vou para a aula de garba, então, no primeiro dia em que cheguei lá, vi uma garota [de novo] dentro de alguns segundos eu me apaixonei.  [quero dizer, eu costumava gostar dela] mas eu espero que um dia uma das minhas irmãs rakhi melhore sua amizade com ela [eu bloqueio minha irmã rakhi no Instagram porque ela estava me provocando com qualquer nome de menina, e uma de minhas primas a ouve  perguntou ela gosta dele?  Então, eu vou para casa e bloqueio e não falo com ela por 2-3 meses, mas por causa dela agora eu comecei a falar de novo] então, eu a mensagem a noite passada e perguntar a ela quem é aquela menina de cabelo curto que garba witj  você, então ela diz o nome dela
 E ponto principal que ela está na faculdade no 2º ano [WTF ela é muito grande do que eu, mas ela não parece tão velha
 Então, largue a ideia e procure novamente por alguém]

After boarding the flight to Melbourne, Haemin took out his phone to once again look at the article that shook him enough to make him rush to Australia.
'Renè Pièrce has uploaded a voice recording of the incident at the Le Caprice that resulted in the French Conglomerate, Blaise Vallotton's death. As per the court's orders after investigation, Luna Piérce, the youngest of the Piérce household was arrested and sent to juvenile for five years with charges of third degree murder.
It was also discovered that Luna Pièrce had appealed to the court as not guilty at first and requested Ella Somervelle, now famously known as the singer ELLA, to testify to her innocence. But Ella had denied her presence at the scene. However this recording clearly states otherwise and now Brienne Pièrce who owns 30% of the Pièrce empire stocks is pushing for a re-investigation regardless of the fact that Luna Pièrce already served her sentence. And just hours later, the court requested for miss Ella to be brought in for an interrogation.' 
Haemin closed his eyes with a sigh, he was helping the wrong person all along. He should've asked Ella what her traumatic past actually was, he was so focused on just being the hero that he didn't pay attention to who he was saving.

He went straight to Ella's apartment and found it locked, so he waited for hours in the lobby till she returned.
Ella stopped for a second to look at him, she looked like a mess. She continued her hurried pursuit seconds later and Haemin followed her into the elevator. "Ella, what is this?"
"None of your bussiness." She gritted as her bottom lip quivered and helpless tears fell from her eyes.
"None of my business?! My girlfriend lied in court and let a person who saved her go to jail! And that person is my friend now, how is this none of my business?"
"I was fifteen!" She shot back and exited the elevator as it opened to her penthouse.
"And she was thirteen!" He boomed, "If you didnt do anything then, what about later? When she was still imprisoned, did it not bother you?"
She cried harder as she opened and closed drawers, searching for something, "It did, you know it did."
"It didn't bother you enough, you should've done something about it. You should have come clean."
"Then I would've lost everything Iv worked for, my career would've been ruined."
As she scurried around the apartment looking for whatever it was that she was looking for, her attitude  angered Haemin even more.
He picked up a vase and threw it on the ground, making her jump and getting her full attention.
"How can you be so selfish? How could you live happily as she was barred, did you.. did you even ask for her forgiveness? Did you tell her that you were sorry?"
She didn't reply and stared at the broken glass on the floor.
"You should've at least pretended to be sorry."
She scoffed emptily, "Why? Does it make you feel guilty for helping me?"
He clenched his jaw, "Yes." He answered lowly, with his blazing eyes boring into hers, "I regret every second I spent on a pathetic human being like you." He wanted every word of his to hurt her, to perhaps make up for his guilt. If he felt bad then she definitely should've, ten times more because it was all her fault.
For a few long seconds her breath left her as she looked back at him, Haemin was the one person she knew would always be there for her and maybe he still would've if he hadn't come to know Luna.
Luna.
The though of her made a red hot tremor pass through her body and she again continued searching the cupboards and her bags without responding to Haemin.
Once she found it, she picked up her purse and started for the door again, but not before Haemin could see that it was her passport.
"You're running away?" He said incredulously while coming to stand in front of her.
"Move." She stared at his chest.
"At least do something now, let her name be cleared!"
"I said move. It has already ended, what's a reinvestigation gonna do? That man is dead, Luna is out of prison."
"Who's gonna pay for all the mental damage she was caused? Huh?"
"I said get out of my fucking way." She screamed at him.
He looked at her through hooded eyes, filled with disappointment, "No."
"What?"
He grabbed her wrist and started dragging her towards her room, "You need to realize about what would have happened, had Luna not saved you."
She struggled against his grip, grabbing onto the furniture and failing, "Let me go."
"You don't feel bad enough about what you did."
As they got to the room, he threw her on the bed. She held in her breath in fear as she stared at the loathe in his eyes as he towered in front of her, giving her horrid flashbacks.
He stepped back and left the room, not looking again at her again. He pushed the lock from the inside and then closed it as he got out, locking her in.
She realized a bit too late about what was happening and rushed to the door, pounding on it, "Haemin, open the door. Please I have to go, they'll be here any minute."
He went and sat on the couch in the living room, with his head hanging low.
"They'll take me, Haemin. What will I tell them?"
"The truth." He shouted back.
"How will I tell them?! I lied in court." 
"Committed perjury." He corrected her, "But you were a minor and a minor's perjury is often taken lightly, however you are an adult now and still haven't apologized to the victim plus Luna's grandma is pressurizing the court so you might get some community service after all. That being said, I checked online and the internet doesn't really like you at the moment, the image that you so dearly tried to protect has been tarnished after all. And tell me Ella, wouldn't it have been better to have just testified then? People would have called you a survivor, sympathized with you, helped you. Now you're a heartless person who let her savior go to jail."
She didn't reply to that and both of them stayed in their places, dealing with their shares of shame.
And when the policemen came to take in Ella for interrogation, she had changed into new clothes and actually looked ready to go.
She looked back at Haemin but he turned away as they took her.

Luna Pièrce is emotionally unstable, socially awkward, hot headed, and absolutely terrified of facing her past, and that's why she clenches her hands, screws her eyes shut, and shakes her head to forget about it, And you cant exactly blame her when her past is 5 years in juvenile detention and a murder conviction. And just when she thinks she's okay with her passive way of living, she meets a guy who is hell bent on freeing her from the menacing clasps of her history. Lee Haemin, provokes her, probes her, flatters her and makes her the happiest she has ever been yet he never lets her forget that he has a girlfriend and insists that he doesnt like Luna... but will it stay that way? New chapter every Saturday 10:00 am est!

Not my novel, please don't comment, please don't ask about plots and what not l, I simply don't care. The only reason I upload it here is to listen on the audiobook while I work a 12/14 hours long shift.

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