Haizea

Our Adopted Mother is Crazy At first, we thought she's just a quirky woman who loves to provide unusual things to her children. However, when those stuff starts to function like they seems to be pulled out of a sci-fi or fantasy movie we couldn't help but think that there's something wrong… although there are so many clues, we tried to ignore it. Clue Number 1: Twin Brother: Is it just me or it seems that the size of our house is not proportional? When you look at it outside, it looks small but there are so many rooms inside… Twin Sister: Uh- maybe we're just tiny that we thought certain things were big on our perspective. Clue Number 2: Twin Brother: Wow! What kind of lunch boxes are these? Even though the food were packed since morning they're still hot like they were newly prepared. Twin Sister: Hmm… it must be their heat insulation system. Yep! It's definitely the reason for it. Clue Number 3: Twin Brother: Why do I feel that our bags were so light even though we put a lot of things in it? Twin Sister: ... (I don't want to think of an excuse anymore) ——— Twin Brother: I believe that our adopted Mom is an Alien. Twin Sister: Nonsense! Stop thinking of ridiculous things. Twin Brother: Then, how do you explain those weird stuff? They're definitely alienware, objects that use alien technology. Twin Sister: What alien technology are you talking about? Aliens don't exist! Those things are magical, okay? Our Mom is a mage! Not an alien. Adopted Mother: Both of you… what are you doing? Are you two fighting? Twin Siblings:! Twin Siblings: Nothing! We're not arguing at all. We're practicing a debate. Adopted Mother: Really? ——— This is a story about a woman who dreamed to have twins, a boy and a girl, and fulfilled it by adopting kids... as well as the journey of the twins in discovering the secrets of their adopted mother. Adopted Mother: So, do you have any questions? Twin Brother: Me, me, me, I have a question! Where do you buy those crazy stuff, Mom? Adopted Mother: That's a trade secret. Next question. Twin Sister: Is there any particular reason why you train us for survival skills and gunmanship? Or, is it just for self defense? Adopted Mother: We're preparing for the zombie apocalypse… Twin Brother: ... (whispering) I told you our adopted Mom is crazy. Twin Sister: (whispering) Shut up! Do you think that the orphanage will let a crazy person adopt us?

Sometimes, Mayumi felt so tired living the life she has. Not because she wished that something interesting would happen but due to the fact that sometimes, she felt depressed and hopeless. Her responsibilities with her family is weighing her down, unable to pursue her dream. Thankfully, she met her best friend, Jerome. He was handsome, kind-hearted, genius and his family's pride. However, no one knew but her that even geniuses could break with so much pressure. Everyone was devastated when he suddenly fell in a coma. It's been two years since that day. They never discovered why it happened. Until one day, she found herself waking in the middle of a magical forest. She was stunned and happy when she saw his familiar face and lively appearance. She could not contain her emotions as she run towards him. The man noticed her actions, he readied himself to welcome her in his arms. But he never expected that the moment she jump she would give him a round house kick. "You stupid bastard!?"

When I first saw him, it was not his handsome face that made me feel nervous but because I knew his real identity. When our eyes met, it was not his unwavering gaze that got me in a dazed but the fact that he noticed. When he started to strike a conversation, it was not because of his beautiful voice that rendered me speechless but because I caught his attention. 'Oh shit! I don't want to get involved with a future major villain.' *-*-*-*-*-* In a world where different kinds of merchants roam the lands. War merchants were considered the harbinger of death, bringing conflict to all nations. However, no one knew that their existence was only the beginning chaos and the world will soon be plunged in darkness. *-*-*-*-*-* Ordinary merchants, travel merchants, noise merchants, dream merchants and war merchants. These are the most commonly known merchants that people may encounter in business deals and trades. Magic Merchants, on the other hand was an entity that was entirely out of their imaginations since they never expect that an individual can grasp magic.

After being suspected as an accomplice for a death threat, Shasha was forced to impersonate a noblewoman to prove her innocence. Little did she know that she will encounter a troublesome person who'll be so obsessed to discover her identity. “Prepare yourself, because I’m going to hunt you down and make you mine.” “What is wrong with this fucking weido!? I just want to finish my mission and disappear without a trace.” ----- Hi everyone! Thank you for taking the time in reading this story. I really appreciate it. Anyway, this one is just a one - shot but I do hope that you enjoyed it as much as I do. Fun fact: > This is just a modified version since I wanted to match the theme of Modern-day Cinderella. The original setting was supposed to be in the medieval period. > Liechtenstein is a real country and some of the details in the story was based on real facts.

*** "Indefinite Hiatus" until I re-read the original version of the novel. *** "Verdict, what verdit? " 'Seriously, it's like I'm a regular patron of strange dreams. I should really go on vacation. ' "Alright then", I mentally rolled my eyes, "exactly what crime did this man commit that so many people are waiting with indignation for him to be executed?" 'Shoot! I felt like the Red Queen from Alice in Wonderland... Off with the head!' As I pondered, memories suddenly came flooding back, and the answer to my question abruptly appeared. He was a 'witch'. 'Huh!? When did a male became a witch? Is this world screwing with me? They should have been called a wizard or a warlock. Who's the brain dead fucker that decided to call them that?' I'm the Fourth Princess of the Kingdom of Graycastle, Rouen Wimbledon, and I'm in charge of this place called Border Town.