"Pain is the essence of life. It's a living human's fate to struggle and move forward in spite of that pain." Park Joong-Gil

Love is strange. It exists in many forms and is one of the key components that makes humans happy, but there isn't a lot of understanding surrounding it. At least not the kind of understanding with which the average person identifies. Agnes is one of the few people that can accept all kinds of love. Despite her dated name, she is a woman in her late 20's dealing with the death of most of her family. She's now stuck in the middle of figuring out how to raise children that she never saw in her future and deciding what love means for her, when it has to exist within layer upon layer of complication. She let go of her boyfriend after almost a decade because their love wasn't meant to exist under the strain of children, only to find herself confronted with the overpowering connection of her old high school sweetheart. The same man she ran away from because their values hardly aligned when it came to how love should be expressed long term. Within the midst of learning how to raise children and balance her ever-building career, Agnes tries to recover from her mother's death, seek comfort without complicating her circumstance, and figure out why her mother would name her Agnes. Finding real comfort starts to feel impossible, as her most available options are her ex-boyfriend and her assistant. Completed! Rejected 6 times** "This one just isn't for us." By far the most plain rejection I have ever received and I can respect it. 1/22/2022 - 1K 9/28/2022 - 10K

The updated & edited version of this story is now on Wattpad!: https://www.wattpad.com/story/43967583-forever-desires A trigger was pulled...and it wasn't mine. ※※※ Ever and her team had been locked in the arena for seven years, and throughout those seven years she has been tortured, played with and lied to. Her trust in everyone was slipping and her confused feeling for the boy she's known since she was six, was starting to pull her back -- keeping her from being who she was and her duty. Her duty was to rid the world of this terrible game called, 'The Emag', (formerly known as 'The Bloody Desires'). Why? She didn't want others to experience her pain and confusion. She wanted children to be safe -- to be loved. Not torn to pieces by machines and not starved to death. Even with her thorough planning, nothing ever went as planned. Captured. Humiliated. Tortured. All again. Ever was beginning to wonder if her plan would succeed...and if she could finally escape the abuse once and for all, well keeping her team alive. (Trailer by me)

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This is the first book of the Cursed Love series. ------------ I wanted it all to end. Desperately. I wanted to forget, to be forgotten. But I had crossed a line I was never meant to approach. It wasn't my choice to make, but I made it anyway-too far gone to turn back. I was a coward, a fool who made the wrong move. I wanted him too much, I wanted to be etched into his skin. But I had ruined my chances a long time ago, a lot more than I've anticipated. Now, he won't stop until I'm completely stripped and ripped open. I can feel it, the way he's picking me apart. I'm his puppet, worse than it was being his plaything. And I know he won't spare me. Not when there's so much left to destroy.

"you're bad at pretending, I chose the wrong person..." "but you chose me... and you're not so good at it either..." A life changing experience of two souls who encountered each other in an accident and brought them into a forceful play. Will they be able to act like the person they aren't until the end?? Or is it best to stop the act and end the whole thing... "you're right, we're both suck at it... and I still choose you over and over again..."

We're all pawns in this game played by those on top. From the moment we can process what they're telling us, we're led to believe that we must kneel before superiority. Bow our heads to the kings and queens, the powerful men and women who sit high on their thrones. To them, we are nothing but tools, obstacles, and threats. For this life is nothing but a constant battle between immortals. The individuals on the pedestals, and the ones in the dirt. So, how may we get out? How much blood will be spilled, tears shed, final breaths taken, before this is all over? People are lost in the game. They don't come back. Sons and daughters, parents, siblings... all slaughtered in this power play. Through all of this I have lost. I walk upon the shattered past left in my wake. I wish for death to finally arrive, but it never does. There's a crown of death atop my head and there's nothing I can do to change it. We were ready to make a difference. When death came to our doorstep we refused to let it take us, not without a fight, but it was a futile attempt. No one can stand in the way of a king starved for the power of it all. Tainted by ambition and violence. And with that, two thousand soldiers drew their swords for a war they would not win.

Language: English [COMPLETED] Hardships often prepare ordinary people for an extraordinary destiny. Where sometimes, wrong choices takes us to the right places. Why is it that the world is small, and life is short. Why is it so hard to wish for the person whom you loved to just stay. I wished for a countless time while I was interrogated, hoping my wishes from Him will be permitted. Just to find out I'd be the only one to hold on the last memory for a thousand years. The mind may forget, but the heart will not. Years may have passed but the fire is still lit." #25 - heavenly #136 - drama filled Note: This is the first story I've ever written. Created: September 14, 2020 Completed: September 23, 2020

She never knew that destiny will play this game with her........... she was betrayed by the person she loved the most ...... Read to find out how their marriage turned from hatred to love 💕 .................. -- fantasy_bookshelf

I didn't wish for my existence to be known. I didn't asked to be here in the first place. I didn't want anyone's attention. And yet the same day I opened my eyes, I realized, I'm not like any other child in this world. I'm not as innocent and as pure as the other little kids around me. I'm not as vulnerable and as weak as they think I would be. Cause the moment I opened my eyes in this tiny body, I knew this isn't what I'm supposed to be. For I already took my last breath in the hands of those who murdered me. Date started: July 2023 Status: Ongoing ©All rights reserved.