A long time ago, there was a planet on the surface of which a real living Heart was beating. Each of its beat gave life to many wonderful creatures, and humans were no exception. Once, during a mountain collapse, they became afraid that something might happen to the Heart, and built a fence around it. And they started arguing about who is the worthiest defender of the Heart. The fence turned into a wall, and the city rose very quickly around it. Everything that people came up with was immediately brought to life by the love of the Heart. So, they created dolls to help themselves, which significantly accelerated the construction. In the time that was freed up, people took up the war. One day they closed the Heart completely, erecting a dome over it. Miracles stopped happening, and the dolls stopped coming to life. People blamed magical creatures for this and began hunting them. And in order not to stop the construction, they began to chip off pieces of the Heart and insert them into their mechanisms. The city continued to grow. Centuries have passed. The city has propped up the sky with towers. Only fragments of the Heart remained, saturating the black smoke with its breath. Factories that produce nightmarish monsters fed on it. With their help, people continue to wage war with each other for the title of the worthiest defender of the Heart. While it is dying. This is where our story begins...
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This is just a collection of some of the poems I’ve written over the years, about the many emotions, dreams, desires, and destinies inherent to existing in this world. I write about the many ways the world around us affects us and how we in turn affect it.
This is just a place where I keep some of the poetry I’ve written over the years. Some of it is about me, some of it is about my friends, family, and loved ones. Some of it is about people I’ve never met. Some of it is about stories I’ve heard over the course of my life. There are many themes throughout, but the tying theme is universal equality and true liberation.
You don't need to pretend Zoya! Logan shouted over the radio noise.
Zoya tucked in her lips, her heart ached and she suddenly wish she could be reborn back to the time when she was still a teenager.
She is completely baffled at how the only man she has ever loved was causing her a heartbreak that could never be diagnosed under the x-ray 🩻 machine.
In the past ten years, Zoya has learned to invest her time and emotion into the marriage, she hadn't had time for another soul, including herself.
Her parents never supported her date with Logan and when he finally proposed to her, they clearly advised her to face her studies, as she was still 16 and had a bright future ahead of her.
But she had threaten them with running away forever, & using the specs of been the only child into forcing them to accept her early marriage with Logan.
After she graduated high-school, Logan convinced her to be a full house wife and at first, the marriage was fit for her and no one else. He took her on multiple dates, shopping spree and vacations, he swept her off her feet that, she scrap the idea of furthering her education.
Later on, Logan became a successful well-known business tycoon and got very busy with work, meetings and brand parties that, their time together became limited.
Whenever she whined to him about coming home late in the morning, he would wrap his arms more tightly around her boobs and give it a gentle squeeze.
This tiny romantic gesture kept her mouth shut, of cause, she couldn't see the glare in his eyes every time he touched her or the disgusted smile on his face Whenever she reached for his belt, automatically hoping he complies with her needs.
I can go on a three months trip, she bargained, her voice discreet but sounding frail.
Through the mirror, she could seen the dirty smirk plastered on his face when she said that and pretended that everything looked normal between them.
Then she felt a tiny bump hit in the stomach, then, the pain turned sour but she didn't let out a sound of cry.
My sweet pretentions Zoya, I don't need you to think for me or go on a vacation, he said leaning forward while staring deeply into her eyes.
Zoya couldn't see anything but plane hatred
She felt the rejection tenderly crawling into her shattered heart, she wondered if this love boat has crashed a long time ago.
She closed her eyes, she didn't want to regret choosing him, she couldn't help but remember how her father had been furious with her ten years ago, how her mom tried pacifying him, her moms interference got him to support the wedding but couldn't stop him from blocking all communications with her.
Can't you give us a try? She asked but her voice sounded more like a plea, she silently hope he could try again, as they have come this far to give up.
His lips moved closer to her ears, this isn't proper he muttered, Zoya parted her lips to protest but he squeezed her shoulders then shouted at her.
Taste change, people move on when it does happen he shrugged expressively.
What? She could see his mouth move but she couldn't hear properly because she has chosen to be deaf to his rejection.
She crawled on the floor, desperately begging him to not do this to her, she felt a urgent need to save her marriage.
Logan stepped on her hands, and grinded on it in circles, she swallowed the pain and watch her hands peel from the torture.
Logan stumbled back and spit on her, it landed on the injured hand, he picked the divorce papers up 📃 and threw it on her laps.
It's over Zoya.
Don't worry, you can keep the house cause I don't want to be stuck in the disgusting memories you have forced on me over the years. Sign that and I will have someone come get it in the morning he said before turning and backing out of the house
[ Naimah Flash Back]
Your test results shows that you have been overdosed on a contraceptive pill found only in the black market.
[END OF FLASHBACK]
Immediately her flashback ended, Naimah accidentally spills the juice on her skirt, she excuses herself from the dinning table and walks to the female bathroom to clean up the stain but halts at the male door when she hears two familiar voices kiss and say;
Voice 1: Here, it's specially made for her but different from the last one I brought, mix it in her coffee drink, she will never know. All we need to do after that is to patiently wait for her to start hallucinating and showing signs of paralysis before sending her to a psychiatric hospital to die.
Voice 2: I can't wait for her to die so, her inheritance, shares in the company will be ours...
Voice 1: You are not eager to be with me...
Voice 2: You are everything I ever needed, then the voice continued to kiss the other person.
Naimah was thankful she had her phone with her, she was smart enough to record it than cry like a baby and get discovered by those two.
She didn't bother to clean up anymore but went back to the table like nothing ever happened.
What next, she thinks to herself.
Trapped in the human world, the Demon King struggles to resist falling in love with a girl as he plots to overthrow the 'gods' and conquer all realms upon his return.
Matian Meilin is an 18-year-old girl with a passion for gaming and a very well-known figure in the Esports community. One day, her life takes a turn when a handsome tyrant, Feng Deming, the ruler of the Astaran realm, enters her world. Initially assuming him to be another Prince Charming, Meilin quickly realizes that Deming is anything but charming and the last person she wants to be acquainted with. "Silly Little Human, as much as I despise it, I'm stuck with you," Deming sneers. Meilin fires back, "Stuck with me? I'M stuck with you!"
As they face various obstacles, Deming finds himself drawn to Meilin, ultimately falling deeply in love with her, despite being aware of the potential separation that comes with the mission of fulfilling his destiny.
However, Meilin's heart already belongs to another man with an equally intriguing background. Ningshun, the attractive leader of her Esports team, has a charming personality and flirty humor that easily sway her, making her yearn for something more between them. But he's a man of many mysteries, and his hidden side carries a risky secret.
Why do Deming and Meilin need each other? Is this truly Meilin's first encounter with something otherworldly? And what secrets does Ningshun have about his connection to Meilin?
"Demon King's Love" is updated every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday.
GENRE: Fantasy (Xianxia), Romance (soulmates, forbidden love), Comedy, Drama, Action, Adventure.
"The Flyania City", a modern city located on a isolated island. Under the management of the penguin mayor, the non-flying bird citizens lived happily and contentedly.
Several months ago, a pandemic called "Flyania"began to spread here, where patients hallucinated that they could fly and jumped from tall buildings to their deaths.
Herowl, a long-eared owl who worked as a night shift reporter, was dedicated to his job and admired the canary female anchor. He unexpectedly became involved in a series of events. He was determined to resolve the epidemic and save the "The Flyania City!"
No birds were harmed, injured, or killed during the creation of this story.
The characters, locations, events, dates, names, organizations, professions, departments, or any related elements in the story are purely fictional and have no relation to the real world. They do not reference any individuals, professions, organizations, departments, regions, or countries. Any resemblance is purely coincidental.
【Handsome straight cop/Mixed-race metrosexual forensic pathologist】
They are working together to solve a series of strange cases!
Every serious case tells a story of life and death, laughter and tears,
all awaiting your investigation...
Free Web Version - Quick Links to Split Volumes
🔗【VOL. 1 Top Secret】A pregnant prostitute is found dead in a sub-divided unit of Room 7C of Choi Fung Building. Why are there so many suspects?
🔗【VOL. 2 Twelve Old Men】Twelve old men living alone in the Eastern District commit suicide with a smile on their faces, but the forensic pathologist cannot find anything suspicious in their autopsies.
🔗【VOL. 3 A False Step】Five missing people die on the same day, all showing signs of frostbite. But early spring in Heticity is not that cold!
🔗【VOL. 4 Criminal Minds】The clinical psychologist in the police force seems to have a secret...
🔗【VOL. 5 Bog Body】A rare bog body is found in an old well, marking an important discovery of a mysterious case.
🔗【VOL. 6 The Silent Outcry】An internet celebrity died of throat slit in a hotel. The Serious Crimes Unit solves the case swiftly, but somehow there is something fishy about it.
🔗【VOL. 7 Buried Bones】Thirty years ago, there was not enough evidence to prosecute the suspect for murdering his pregnant wife. Is there any hope of solving the case now?
🔗【VOL. 8 The Goddess of Vengeance】Extra! A rare late autumn typhoon attacked Heticity together with a killer posing as the judge and the "Goddess of Vengeance".
🔗【VOL. 9 The Rainy Night Butcher】The door to the sealed memories gradually opens in a rainy night.
🔗【VOL. 10 Going "Potty"】A series of cases occur, all seemingly related to an odd work of art.
🔗【VOL. 11 The Phantom Rapist】A rapist escapes from a lift leaving no trace. Can he be brought to justice by forensic science?
🔗【VOL. 12 Broken But Fearless】The G.O.A.T. of "Kingdom of Fantasy" vanishes just before his final match before retirement. All that is left is a bloody, broken hand.
🔗【VOL. 13 The Shattered Corpses】The dismembered bodies of an old couple comes as a great shock. Yet it cannot be ascertained which suspect is responsible for the murder.
🔗【VOL. 14 A Lifelong Conviction】Broken body parts from different deceased bodies are sewn up as one. Lying behind are the dark secrets waiting to be spoken out by those silent witnesses.
* Translated from Chinese. For the work in the original language, please visit https://www.penana.com/story/91119/.
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