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If I had all the time in the world

To readers who wait too long to grow up and become writers To writers who grow too fast and forget they were once readers Sayaka has broken her back and arms to keep this job. She's hungry? So what? There's a downpour? So what? She's feeling faint and dizzy? So what? "News report, we haven't seen this much snow and wind in over three decades. You could be fined for venturing during this snowstorm." OH! So what?! No matter what happens, not even those buses that drive off pretending not to see you, not even the pervy dude in the train, not even GOD would stop Sayaka from calling in sick. Not when she finally got into her dream company. Sayaka, thirty-one year old overachiever virgin has worked her entire life just to squeeze herself into the rigid expectations of her dream company. Fufu~ What a proud job to have! Ah- that's what she said 8 years ago after she moved to China from Japan. On her first day at the job, turns out the fancy building was swarming with scummy douchebags. This whole thing was a scam! With little time to herself, Sayaka doesn't even have the energy to spend her money or go out dating. Even the xenophobia was ruining her social life, not that she had one outside of work. "If only I could get a day off" Sayaka softly mumbled. "No, no. Only half a day" She said with a gentle shake of her head "No, an hour" A hot tear slid down her cheek. God- gone were the days of her childhood. What happens when Sayaka is transported to live in a new world and she has the body of an elf. Those creatures that lived up to thousands of years. "Eh, but I just wanted to be over with life" Sayaka said indignantly. "Meow. You have a new shot at life. Nyahh~" The entity giggled like an eight year old boy. "Meow? You're not even a fucking cat! DON'T BULLSHIT ME" Sayaka bellowed in anger. She could barely survive 30 years. The simple thought of waking up in the morning made her stomach churn. "When life gives you lemons-" The entity started, "Colour them brown and sell them as testicles" Instant profit, Sayaka thought with a smug smirk. "Shit- It seems like I forgot to wear my glasses today" The entity clamped around its groin and mourned as it was utterly disgusted by her greed and apathy.
Caramelbunny · 2.8k Views

Chosen by the devil

Elena Rossi grew up believing her father died a failed businessman, a man who lost everything before she was old enough to understand why. The Moretti name, on the other hand, became synonymous with power, influence, and quiet control over the city. Their empire stands untouchable. Years later, Elena’s path collides with Enzo Moretti, the heir suffocating beneath that legacy. Their first encounter is strained and imbalanced, shaped by pride, resentment, and circumstances neither of them can undo. Enzo lives in a world built on obedience and appearances. Elena has spent her life surviving without protection. Neither trusts the other, yet neither walks away unchanged. When Elena is pulled deeper into the Moretti orbit, she realizes their cruelty is never random. She is observed, tested, and subtly pressured, as if her presence serves a purpose she cannot yet see. Enzo’s loyalty to his family clashes with his growing awareness that something about Elena unsettles his father in ways he doesn’t understand. As fragments of the past surface, Elena begins to question everything she was told about her father’s death. Inconsistencies in records and guarded reactions hint at a truth buried beneath decades of power. Instead of running, Elena adapts. And when the balance of control within the Moretti empire begins to shift, no one sees her coming. In a world where loyalty is currency and betrayal built an empire, Elena must decide whether she will be crushed by legacy or rewrite it.
armydreamer · 8.2k Views