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"I hate you" "Fucking too bad I'm your mate"I glared at him sitting in this damn steel box, I don't wanna get stuck in this freaking elevator with him!"It's your fault why were here!" I sat on the corner taking off my high heels...I can feel his eyes on me once I took off and wiggle my toes to make me feel so comfortable. "It's getting hot in here" he mumble and stood up taking off his office suites damn the shitty abs I may or may not drool as of this moment until I notice his eyes on me,I blush when he saw me staring at him."Like what you see?" I rolled my eyes on him."No, I'm just wondering how many gay population licked that abs." He sighed."What the fuck is wrong with you? You didn't know the whole story for what happened that day to judge me!" "Oh ofcourse I don't!!!! I don't need too anyway like some people say to see is to believe my dearest mate!" Three step and he was now infront of me boxing me with both of his arms."I guess you want another kiss my love, do you miss the taste of my lips that day? Do you like to....kiss me now so I can prove to you that I'm not the person you think I'am? Or maybe you can test me on your bed tonight when we get out of here? So I can prove to you my sexuality...." his eyes is full of desperate desire licking his lips he move closer and closer until our lips are inches apart. Little did he know my blood preasure is boiling enough to think of anything to keep him away from me."Do you hear me Debura?" I tighten my grip on my Lv bag before I stoke it in his head. His eyes got wider before he collapse infront of me. The elevator ding open as I stood and pick up my heels smiling brightly to the man I just manage to knock down."Yes I can hear you Tastian!"Published @27May2017

After Lissa was crowned Queen and everything had settled, Rose and Dimitri took a week-long holiday to go back to his family in Siberia. His family needed to see that he is no longer a Strigoi. They expected a lot of commotion, a party bigger than the memorial of his death, and lots of hard questions about his time as a Strigoi. What they did not expect was a mission to kill a Strigoi called the Blood King, that had been terrorizing the humans in the small town.I had wondered if Rose and Dimitri had gone back to Russia to his family at the end of the series, and now I know. It was quite romantic, since Dimitri dropped hints about wanting to marry Rose quite a few times. He was about 24, so it was not weird if he got married, but Rose could not get over that since her age is just 18. Rose insisted on not marrying until her age starts with a 2. Yeva did predict a marriage coming, but all I see till now is Sonya and Mikhail's.Rose relationship with Dimitri's mother was okay, but Rose and his grandmother's, Yeva's relationship seemed a lot like those mother-in-law/daughter-in-law relationships that argued a lot every day for the heck of it. It was quite hilarious. Rose argued with every prediction Yeva made, and claim that Yeva had no real predicting powers and are just saying cryptic things that can be interpreted in millions of ways. Rose is lucky Dimitri is not settling down in Russia.After all the things they went through, you can now see an obvious change in the interaction between Dimitri and Rose. When they are strategizing a plan, Dimitri no longer talks to Rose like she was his student, but now as his equal and partner. I really like this change about them, and it has shown how much Rose had grown. I hope we get to see Rose and Dimitri's marriage someday, perhaps in the Bloodlines series or in another short story. Author: Richelle Mead

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Jiang Fan had transmigrated to a world where everyone could awaken a planet.The larger the planet, the higher the origin energy, and the stronger the civilization.Some people made theirs with qi to create a martial arts civilization. Everyone on the planet was a martial arts practitioner.Some people made theirs with magic power to create a magical civilization. Everyone on the planet was a mage.Some people made their spiritual energy to create an immortal civilization. Everyone on the planet was an immortal cultivator.Everyone was trying their best to construct all sorts of extraordinary planets.Jiang Fan, on the other hand, used his memories from his previous life to create a technological civilization!"Your Star Destroyer directly pierced through the opponent's planet, and the opponent lowered their head.""Your two-way foil turned the opponent's immortal cultivation planet into a piece of paper. You scared them silly!"This is a story that uses technology to break through all sorts of extraordinary civilizations.Sorry, my English is average, so forgive me if there is a mistake. The later chapter will have better quality,This novel and the cover are not created nor is it owned by me. I am only translating it to English. Credit to the Original Author.The cover art is from: ( https://www.desktopbackground.org/download/800x600/2014/06/26/783994_civilization-5-wallpapers-and-images-wallpapers-pictures-photos_1366x768_h.jpg )

This is the story of a girl who has reincarnated to the Heian Era of Japan, meeting an unexpected person who will change her whole life.⚠️ a lot of swearing/cursing⚠️ VIOLENCE AND BLOOD⚠️ MIGHT HAVE manga SPOILER!!!- I don't own the characters Kimetsu no Yaiba (Demon Slayer) and it belongs to Koyoharu Gotouge.- Pictures also do not belong to me and I get them from Pinterest.- English is not my first language so it's might be some grammar errors or wrong spelling.

(Godzilla x Female Reader) "He's approaching. Fast. Something isn't right..." she looked on worriedly. Blue eyes glowing in the ocean showed rage as the figure drew nearer to her. Y/N is a young woman with psychic abilities. She ends up having a connection with a famous titan who roams the seas. She learns how to control her abilities, her origins, and of a new titan that the company Monarch has been keeping a close watch on.*Head's up: This involves some of the Monstersverse in a sort of alternate universe.

"You tired?" He asked and I nodded my head."You can lay on my shoulder if you'd like." He offered and I declined."It's fine. You ain't got to do allat fa' me." I assured even though he really did cause he involuntarily layed on MY shoulder before all this."It's coo, mama. You wifey fa' the day." He sheepishly grinned and I slightly pushed him."You not funny." I rolled my eyes."You the one who tellin folks we engaged. Why you tripping, wifey?" He joked and I flicked him off."You just never gon let that go?" I crossed my arms, our eyes locking."Fuck nawh." He replied, swiping his tongue across his bottom lip.........____________________________________

(Book 3 of 'Upa-Pandavas' Series)"Born into a lineage of warriors, his every action was a reflection of the greatness that preceded him."Named after his father's extraordinary deeds, he was the spotless fame of the Pandava family. Inheriting his mother's unmatched virtues, he became the bright illumination that the Panchala kingdom cherished. His emotions, his bravery and his dedication to his learning as well as to his duties, was excessively resembling the wielder of Gandiva himself. He was the personification of Queen Draupadi's delight and serenity, his great endurance a significant reminder that he was a part of her essence. His knowledge was like that of the King of Indraprastha, his mischief that of the Crown Prince, the clearness of his heart akin to the elder twin of Madri and the devotion for his elders akin to the younger twin of Madri. The bond he shared with his siblings was a fortress of unbreakable love and unwavering support."The battles he fought were not merely against foes but against the weaknesses of human nature, emerging victorious with a heart as pure as the fire of a Yajna or the water of Ganga."Through the flowers and the fires that his life had laid on his path, through the laughter and the tears that his life had gifted him with, this is the heroic journey of Shrutakarma, the beloved son of Draupadi and Arjuna, and the renowned Prince of Indraprastha. This is the epic of Mahabharata retold from his eyes, from the ink of resilience that he possessed.