Ever since their unfateful break up, Caroline has never been able to move on. Especially that they separated on Valentines Day.

But Caroline's grief only worsens when Johnny took her best friend Ree as his new girlfriend. He had been cheating on her for two years. For Ree.

The trouble only begins when Ellie and Alexis comes into her life. Alexis falls for her, delaying her plans for a whole year. Ellie, however, is asked by Caroline herself to charm Johnny yet it fails. As Ellie reject Johnny, he runs after her every day and more.

Now Caroline is forced to do it the hard way. Prove to Johnny how she loves him and why to get his attention back.

But this time, she won't ever let go.

A poetry collection by Aiken Dao.

Far, far away, a long, raw-throated scream sounded across the bridge. The call immediately followed up by all the animal-humans surrounding the small circle of teenagers, the sound followed by the tide of ferals.

In a future where Mankind drove itself made, a secretive and powerful organization attempts to restart the legacy of the Human Race. Fixated on creating a new world and society, they will not stop at anything, including experiment on a batch of children to create the central figures on the dawn of a new beginning. Children that centuries from know, will command the same position of gods

One of them, Marcus finds that he will have to against his very purpose to ensure that Mankind will not lose it's humanity.

this is a co-op piece with SLOWROLE on the app rolemance if you want to check her out.

this is shaping up to be a nice fluffy lesbian high school story that will run for quite a while. I'll do my best to update this whenever possible as we continue writing.

Its about that time again, it's time for the Kings Game. A lovely event that brings families together to tear other families apart. Join the games, become a contestant, or take your chance and defy the masses as you protect the Queen from the King of your dreams.

Its not a mystery that the world isn't a happy place. That from time to time it seems like everything in the world is trying its hardest to tear us apart. The world has some nasty thorns that are hard to overcome some times, but like a rose there is beauty past those thorns. To look past all that is bad and find something to hold on to, to see what beauty can really be, what the world can really be. That is the reason why I continue to live. To give the world one more rose that it can fall in love with. I am James Casper and I am not giving up on you Valentine.

城鸒語（日語：しらよご　城鸒語：つぉぽみずる　まのね IPA:[t͡sœpœmʲizɯ̟rɯ̟ mɐnœnɛ]），是一種使用於城鸒（一個位於日本東北方的空想島國）的語言，能流利使用者大概49萬，其中有38萬為城鸒國國民。城鸒面積少，因此方言差不多可以互相相通。

因城鸒語發源地接近日本，城鸒語受日本語影響，文法上多少與日本語相同，文字亦有使用日本假名，不過只使用平假名。而且，日本語、粵語及城鸒語同為城鸒主要語言，因此現代城鸒語輸入了許多日語及粵語的外來語。 此外，城鸒語漢字音讀只使用於漢語及日語傳入之四字成語。城鸒漢字使用甚複雜，詳情請參看城鸒語書寫系統（待書）。

A young girl is sent to a large, amazing kingdom, only to find out it's not what it seems. 

After a few days of living there, she disovwrs she's the princess of it, and absolutely hates it.

With the help of others, she leads a rebellion to throw the king and Queen off the throne.

It all happened so fast. The government and the military did little at the beginning, claiming it was nothing more than an aggressive flu strain. So many were infected that the sick to healthy ratio was 3/1. Then one day it was like a switch was flipped. Everyone who was sick dropped dead at the exact same time. Everywhere around the world. Numerous countries fell into anarchy from losing most of their populations, and martial law took a hold of the world. Thats when the dead came back. I was one of the healthy ones in New Orleans when all hell broke loose. This is my story.

DUANOVIC ROMANOV & ERASTRABELLA DOMINIC_______TIGA orang yang seharusnya tidak bersinggungan dengan takdir, kembali bertemu. Segalanya telah berubah semakin gelap antara cinta, kebencian dan dendam. [ - Private acak-] #Kepribadian Ganda# [Mature Action] __

What would you say in your final moments?

CHAPTER ONE🎶Fever by Beyonce🎶YANKHORaw mortification washes over me as I hopelessly and desperately try to catch the bottle of tobwa but awkwardly fail as it soars through the air with one destination in mind. I wish just for once, just for me, gravity would stop. Time seems to have stood still for everyone but me as my arms flap in the air ,them too wishing for a change in gravity.As the bottle flip flops in the air, the thick dark brown liquid pours out. Derek with easy flexibility pulls Tamara out of harm's way shoving her behind but unfortunately for him nearly half the contents of the bottle spill on his shirt before landing on the floor with a thud, the contents splashing out onto his trouser and shoes which I have no doubt are handmade. I pause closing my eyes. My mortification, complete. I just want to die now. Somebody please, anybody press the delete button and get rid of this clip. All I hear is silence well, maybe God for once did hear my prayer? But no, a second later, a hear the high pitched screech of Tamara that apparently passes for her voice.'OMG!! Yankho, are you freaking blind or something? Look what you just went and did? Derek are you okay? Oh the horror of it all. This is so disgusting.'I open my eyes lost of what to do. I just stare at the big brown stain on his shirt. Derek pulls his shirt away from his body. His face contoured into an angry scowl. He ought to be upset. Its winter and today is freezing cold though its warm inside due to the air conditioner before this disaster that is my life happened, I had just taken the bottle out of the freezer. I try to fathom words but suddenly my tongue has apparently taken leave of my mouth. ' Glad to know some things never really change after all,' Andrew Mutale says with a little chuckle looking up momentary from his phone. God , I hate him. He is one of Derek's best friends of the three that he has. And just my luck, they are all in attendance to witness this. His three best friends and Tamara his girlfriend.' Gosh you are so clumsy. Do you need four eyes to help you get about?' Tamara asks. She reaches in her bag and takes out a pretty white handiekerchief and begins to wipe the liquid off him. 'Am sorry sir, am really sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going,' I say in a timid voice.'Obviously,' comes Tamara's snide comment. I look down worrying my hands.I hate myself for that cause suddenly its high school all over again. High school my worst nightmare. The charity case of the school being mocked and looked down by the cool rich kids. And just my luck, I find myself working for one of them. The Omni- God that is Derek Mwangala.I hear the others chuckle at Andrews comment but I shut them out refusing to let their smugness affect me. Its been a year since I started working here. And another ten months since Derek took over as the CEO . I have only met him once during the staff introduction meeting and since then I have gone out of my way to stay out of his way.If I so much smelt him in the direction of my winds , I would change direction. When he was in our department, bless him and his hands on approach, I would do my utmost best to busy myself with staff. Gosh, I would even volunteer to do menial work. It worked just fine till now. God, why me? Why today? Why now? I ask myself inwardly screaming and stomping my feet, five year old tantrum in full motion.I clear my throat as I continue to wring my hands in worry,' Sir, am really sorry. I will wash it off for you. It will be ready in no time.'' I think you have done enough for one day thank you.' Am told dismissively by the queen bee. 'Am sorry again sir, I really didn't mean to.''The good that your sorry will do. You can't have clumsy employees like this Derek, she just has to go look at you. Imagine if it was a client?' Tamara says.'It was an accident,' I murmur without looking up at any of them.' I have a meeting in ten,' Derek speaks up since the whole fiasco began. I dare to look up if only to gauge his reaction. His handsome face is set in an impasse of unreadable emotions. How can I expect anything else? I have known that facial expression all five years of high school. If I had never seen him smile before, I would think the man never really smiles. The cold look in his eyes freezes me on the spot. And I know, am done for there and then. I bring my eyes back to his now ruined suit. The brown stain is a contrast of his white cotton shirt and pin striped business suit that fits perfectly to his well toned body.He takes the hankie from Tamara and dabs at the mess.' That looks gross,' Harry says,' What is that even?'Harry a month younger than Derek is part of the Simwanza clan. They own a real estate and construction company. Harry went to the Harvard just like the rest of them. They are like a set of quintuplets that are joined at the hips. He did an architect course. Of late his face has been seen in the media whenever its something to do with the Simwanza empire. He is handsome in his own right with a body to back him up.'Who knows, must be one of those strange concoctions she is always drinking,' chuckles Dalitso Akende as he opens the door for the others to walk through. He looks my way with a smirk on his face. Dalitso is the son of two principalities. His mother is from the Royal Muchinga kingdom of the Kubamba tribe in Muchinga province. His mother Princess Teliwe married the son of the royal family in politics of the Akende's. The Akende's have been in politics since time in memorial. His paternal grandfather two decades ago saved as the countries president. His father is currently the sitting president having been elected not more than five months ago. His mother the first Lady also serves as the Minister for chiefs and traditional affairs. She had campaigned very heavily for her husband. Dalitso is their only son and rumors are going round in the political circles that he too shall soon be following in his grandfathers and now his father's footsteps.Am not really surprised even back in school, he always showed leadership qualities what with his easy charm and handsome face. He was the Head boy in our last year of school and before that, the disciplinary prefect. In junior high he was our class president. Voted in with easy with no one standing a chance. ' Come on I think I have a spare suit you can change into,' says the last of the quintuplet, Dr. Given Simataa as the door closes behind them. He wears specs that give him a sexy look. His is a family of medical personals. It was no surprise really when he went the same root. They own the best medical laboratories and hospitals that carter to the rich only. A mere consultation with them costs as much as my salary. They have a medical hospital and laboratory in each province. I hear Tamara's heels click on the marble floor as they all head up stairs. I feel my shoulders slump in defeat as I lean back against the wall.🍁🌾🍁End of chapter 1Thank you for reading.Till next time Zikomo.

Vocabulary :

Tobwa- a traditional drink made from sorghum or millet