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I will love my child this time

I am an evil mother, for I burdened my child with all the responsibility; my torment and my resentment.. The beautiful child who could not smile, grew up in pain and violence.. The traitor of the Empire, "Ayan de Altan," was executed in the public square... My child, whom I never looked at throughout the twenty-five years, never, smiled sadly and said arrogantly on the day of his execution: "I do not care for this Empire's hatred of me, for I never desired your good feelings. So here I am, being executed now to rid you of your final chains. The last Altan monster is executed; Altan will be erased from existence." Ayan was executed, but the pain and sorrow remained in my heart. Years after my son's death, I went to his grave and took a small bottle of purple poison, remembering what the seller said... ["It is a very harmful poison; it makes the one who drinks it suffer greatly, as if their body is being torn apart. Madam, is there someone you want to kill with such brutality?!"] I took a deep breath, opened the bottle cap, and poured it into my mouth. "I am the one who deserves to die in pain." I felt the poison starting to tear my body apart. I began to gasp and ache, tears burning in my eyes. "Ayan, I am sorry, my little one. If time could go back, I would have given you love instead of resentment. I would have held you more, told you that you are the best child in the world. I... I didn't hate you. I burdened you with my hatred for myself and my helplessness... my child, I love you, finally."
sara_Luffy11 · 10.3k Views

Sword & Coffee: Double Shot Destiny

Virellion is a kingdom that has been shaped by the three pillars, magic, hierarchy, and controland the one who knows it the most is the Crown Prince Kael Dravaryn. Since his childhood, Kael has been cursed with a dangerous, ancient fire that thrives on emotion and power. As a result, he has been working on self, control for many years. To his people, he appears to be calm, strong, and inaccessible. The ruling council sees him not only as their future king but also as a risky factoran instrument that can be directed, kept under surveillance, and, if needed, locked up. If the demon inside him is ever unleashed, it will not only kill him. It will also wipe out the entire kingdom. Lyra Vale has nothing to do with palace schemes. She keeps her head down, works at the Moonbrew Caf, and tries not to notice the odd vibration within hera presence she has never understood. She has no magic. At least, she doesn't know any. What she does have is a gut feeling to hold her ground even when the threat is life, threatening. When Kael becomes violent in a containment chamber and Lyra naturally goes out to him, the utterly unexpected happens: the curse backs off. The fire listens. Their bond is there right from the start, disturbing, and undeniable. Lyra is the only one who can keep Kaels magic from going out of controlnot by making it stronger but by opposing it. His power devours, hers counteracts. Where his curse twists, hers calms. The ruling council promptly starts to feel that something has changed. And in a kingdom where power is taken, not handed over, Lyra turns into more than just a girl with a freakshe turns into a tool. A danger. A fix. Kael and Lyra, who have been thrown together, try to figure out what Lyra's power is and where Kael's curse came from. What they find is way before the throne: the flame in Kael was never meant to be tamed by one person only. It had to be paired with a partneran opposite force that was forgotten in history. Lyra is not a mishap. She is the other half of the ancient harmony that was lost. While the council veer towards absolute confrontation, and the rumor of uprising permeates the city, Kael is standing at a crossroad: Will he continue to be a mere instrument of the kingdom's willor will he go against centuries of domination to save the one who has brought him back to life? Unfortunately, equilibrium requires giving up something. And if smashing the spell equates to smashing the throne Virellion is going to be faced with the dilemma of choosing between its crown prince and the flame which was never destined to be its ruler.
Moonlightxx · 1.2k Views

Diamonds Don't Last Like Summer (English)

☼ ◇ ☽ Born into a dynasty of diamonds, Pearl "Suvi" Eurielle Delos Angeles has everything—except freedom. As the beloved granddaughter and daughter of a powerful jeweler family, her life is measured in reputation, profit, and polished perfection. When she is sent to the province for a summer vacation, she expects boredom. Instead, she meets Lucas Ramirez, whose hands are rough with labor and whose heart is untouched by greed. In the quiet fields far from glittering halls, Pearl experiences a love unshaped by status. With Lucas, she is not a Delos Angeles—she is simply a girl in love. But when her family discovers the relationship, they respond with cruelty masked as protection. Lucas is humiliated, threatened, and ultimately left bleeding after a brutal attack meant to erase him from Pearl's life. While Lucas fights for survival, a poisonous lie is planted—convincing him that Pearl only used him for amusement, that their love was never real and wants him dead. Broken in body and spirit, he disappears without a word. Pearl is dragged back into her gilded cage, believing the man she loves now hates her. Five years later, Lucas returns—not as a worker in the farm but as a powerful and wealthy man forged by pain and rage. His goal is no longer love, but revenge. He infiltrates the Delos Angeles empire and begins his most calculated move. As diamonds glitter and old wounds reopen, Pearl is forced to watch the man she never stopped loving destroy her world piece by piece. But revenge has a cost, and when buried truths rise to the surface, both must face a question more painful than hatred. Is love strong enough to survive lies, blood, and the weight of gold?
luminaradele · 2.7k Views

Fancy a Second Life?

Kade Lennox, a 25‑year‑old call‑centre worker from Glasgow, has three constants in his life: lukewarm tea, late‑night Doctor Who reruns with the ghost of his dad’s laughter in his ears, and the gnawing guilt of the night he froze while his best mate was beaten on the pavement and then walked out of his life. He has quietly decided he’s a coward, even if he’d never say the word out loud. ​ One rainy evening, hurrying to another nothing shift, Kade sees an eight‑year‑old girl step into the path of a speeding truck. This time, his body moves before his fear does. He drags her clear—and takes the impact himself. Instead of darkness, he wakes on the Edge: a strange, white nowhere perched on the lip of a bottomless cliff, face to face with an old man who calls himself a Guardian of the Edge and speaks with all the voices Kade has ever trusted, including his dad’s. ​ At the Edge, Kade learns he is dead but not yet gone. This is the threshold every mind passes in the moment of dying. Step over the cliff, and there is no return. Turn away, and—if he chooses—he can be sent back. Not to his old life, but to a new one: reborn as a Time Lord in a universe he knows only from episodes and box sets, offered a second life he’s dreamed of and never truly believed he deserved. ​ Given ten stolen minutes of borrowed time, a teapot that tastes like home, and the worst sales pitch in cosmic history, Kade must decide whether to rest at last or take on a life of impossible planets, monsters, and the constant risk of failing bigger than he ever could on Earth. The Doctor’s old creed—never be cruel, never be cowardly, hate is foolish, love is wise—suddenly stops being a quote on a screen and becomes the standard Kade will be held to across galaxies. If he chooses the second life, Kade will wake on Gallifrey not as a fan, but as one of them: a new Time Lord with a taste for 60s music, a retro TARDIS, a misbehaving bit of psychic paper, and more power to help or harm than he ever wanted. He’ll collect companions he’s afraid to love, artefacts he hides behind, and a reputation for talking his way out of trouble while quietly falling apart. Each world he visits will force him to confront the very things he tried to leave behind on that Glasgow road: guilt, cowardice, love, and the terror of letting people get close when they can be taken away. ​ Fancy a Second Life? is a character‑driven, bittersweet sci‑fi novel about a very ordinary man offered the most extraordinary escape hatch imaginable—and discovering that becoming a hero in a universe he adored from his sofa is much harder than quoting it. It’s about second chances, the cost of running, and learning that bravery isn’t a moment in front of a truck, but a choice you make every day afterward.
Rj_Holloway · 5.4k Views