Gippeum_Choi
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The Clay Connection
Young Adult "...I'm the only one who gets to treat you like that, Pearce. You are mine, and I do not take too kindly to those who want to share in what's mine..."
Anthony Pearce and Blake Lindell have been locked in a feud for as long as they can remember. The spark that ignited their rivalry? Well, that depends on which side of the clay you ask. You'd think their parents' constant meddling or the time they spend together on the basketball court would help smooth things over, but nope-this relationship remains stubbornly unshaped.
Everything changes, though, when Blake is forced to ditch the court and take up pottery-Anthony's territory, where he's the undisputed "King of Clay." Now, tasked with the mission of getting Blake up to speed before graduation, Anthony has to spend even more time in close quarters with his rival.
Will they be able to sculpt their fractured friendship back into a masterpiece, or is their bond too cracked and brittle to repair? And when a buried secret surfaces about the rumor that shattered Anthony's ninth-grade year, will it soften their hardened hearts or leave them shattered beyond the kiln's fix? One thing's for sure-things are about to get messy.
Driving You Insane: How To Become Famous
Romance After being molested by her boss, Denova decides it is time to pay him back in his own coin. But, not complying with the sane advice of her best friend, she decides to take matters into her own hands. With a poorly thought out plan, she heads down to the parking lot where his brand-new Rolls Royce was supposedly parked and inscribes abusive words on the car, she finds there that matches the description, just to be caught by the driver of the real owner of the car. Rhys, the owner, demands that Denova be sued and he asks his driver to call his lawyer. While doing so, his driver is run-over by a black truck, leaving him severely injured. Mad about what happened to his driver, Rhys ends up yelling at Denova, blaming her for what happened and demands that she replaces him till he can drive again. He threatens to sue her if she didn't comply, so Denova agrees to be his driver. With the two of them constantly butting heads, Rhys thinks he has his plate full until the sudden appearance of his ex-fiancé causes him to take drastic measures. Pretending to be Denova's boyfriend, he has to face backlash from both his father who is hell bent on getting him back together with his ex, and step brother, who happens to be Denova's ex. And with the antifan who keeps sending him death threats, Rhys has a lot to handle. Will he be able to keep his ex at bay without falling for Denova or will he have another girl trouble? What happens when Rhys finds a clue to his attacks in his brother's coat? Will he be able to forgive the betrayal or will he discover a greater power at work? You might like
Invisible To Her Bully
Dea B Unlike her twin brother, Jackson, Jessa struggled with her weight and very few friends. Jackson was an athlete and the epitome of popularity, while Jessa felt invisible.
Noah was the quintessential "It" guy at school-charismatic, well-liked, and undeniably handsome. To make matters worse, he was Jackson's best friend and Jessa's biggest bully.
During their senior year, Jessa decides it was time for her to gain some self-confidence, find her true beauty and not be the invisible twin.
As Jessa transformed, she begins to catch the eye of everyone around her, especially Noah.
Noah, initially blinded by his perception of Jessa as merely Jackson's sister, started to see her in a new light. How did she become the captivating woman invading his thoughts? When did she become the object of his fantasies?
Join Jessa on her journey from being the class joke to a confident, desirable young woman, surprising even Noah as she reveals the incredible person she has always been inside. The Ninety-Ninth Goodbye
Tango The ninety-ninth time Jax Little broke my heart was the last time. We were the golden couple of Northgate High, our future perfectly mapped out for UCLA. But in our senior year, he fell for a new girl, Catalina, and our love story became a sick, exhausting dance of his betrayals and my empty threats to leave.
At a graduation party, Catalina "accidentally" pulled me into the pool with her. Jax dove in without a second's hesitation. He swam right past me as I struggled, wrapped his arms around Catalina, and pulled her to safety.
As he helped her out to the cheers of his friends, he glanced back at me, my body shivering and my mascara running in black rivers.
"Your life isn't my problem anymore," he said, his voice as cold as the water I was drowning in.
That night, something inside me finally shattered. I went home, opened my laptop, and clicked the button that confirmed my admission.
Not to UCLA with him, but to NYU, an entire country away. The Price of Unrequited Love
Shearwater Eighteen days after giving up on Brendan Maynard, Jayde Rosario cut off her waist-length hair and called her father, announcing her decision to move to California and attend UC Berkeley.
Her father, surprised, asked about the sudden change, reminding her how she' d always insisted on staying with Brendan. Jayde forced a laugh, revealing the painful truth: Brendan was getting married, and she, his stepsister, could no longer cling to him.
That night, she tried to tell Brendan about her college acceptance, but his fiancée, Chloie Ellis, interrupted with a bubbly call, and Brendan' s tender words to Chloie twisted a knife in Jayde' s heart. She remembered how his tenderness used to be hers alone, how he had protected her, and how she had poured out her heart to him in a diary and a love letter, only for him to explode, tearing the letter and yelling, "I'm your brother!"
He had stormed out, leaving her to painstakingly tape the shredded pieces back together. Her love, however, didn't die, not even when he brought Chloie home and told her to call her "sister-in-law."
Now, she understood. She had to put that fire out herself. She had to dig Brendan out of her heart. My Mother's Masterpiece
Nuan Qiu Sarah counted down the hours to college, her scholarship a golden ticket out of her small Texas town and the suffocating grip of her mother, Brenda.
Tomorrow meant freedom, a normal life beyond shapeless dresses and severe buns insisted upon by Brenda, whose piety was a performance for her church group, the "Sisters of Serenity."
A private act of rebellion-a choppy haircut, a hidden pair of jeans-was meant to be Sarah's quiet transformation.
But Brenda, discovering the defiant snips and forbidden clothing, erupted in a terrifying rage, shredding Sarah's new life before it could even begin, threatening to revoke her scholarship.
The college drop-off became a public crucifixion: Brenda' s saccharine pronouncements about Sarah's "delicate nature" branded her an oddity, instantly isolating her from bewildered peers.
Brenda's control extended hundreds of miles: she seized Sarah's hard-earned money, tailed her every move during orientation, and poisoned every burgeoning friendship with her omnipresent, humiliating presence.
Sarah' s meticulously planned escape had become a new, larger cage, leaving her utterly despairing, smothered by a mother who saw her not as a daughter to love, but a possession to dominate.
How could her own mother, the one who preached grace, systematically dismantle every shred of her identity, trapping her with financial dependency and public scorn?
When Brenda, in a desperate attempt to redeem her public image, planned to expose Sarah's "rebellion" on the notorious reality TV show "Family Reset."
Sarah saw her chance: she wouldn't merely play Brenda's victim; she would turn the cameras on her mother, prepared to expose years of emotional abuse and dismantle Brenda' s carefully constructed façade, live on national television. Betrayed by Blood
Jing Jing Thanksgiving weekend was just around the corner, and as an intern ranger, I was preparing for what my supervisor, Mark Thorne, called a "mandatory exploratory survey" to Devil's Gulch.
But this seemingly routine assignment was a meticulously planned death trap, set by the man I worked for and the sister I loved.
The rock bit into my back, a sharp pain, then nothing as my climbing rope went slack, sabotaged, as I plummeted into the cold darkness of the crevasse.
Mark's chilling, empty smile was the last thing I saw above me on the narrow ledge, my sister Emily looking away, silent, complicit, as I fought for air.
Killed.
By my own supervisor and the only family I had left, betrayed for reasons I couldn't comprehend as my life vanished in an instant.
Then I jolted awake, not in a freezing abyss, but in my familiar bunk, the comforting scent of pine from my cheap park-issued mattress filling the air.
My heart hammered against my ribs as I touched my face, my arms, realizing there were no broken bones, no blood.
The calendar on the wall screamed at me: three days before that fateful Thanksgiving trip to Devil's Gulch.
I was alive.
It was a memory, vivid, terrifying, but now it was also a warning.
A second chance.
This time, I wouldn't be the naive one; I would protect myself first, and if I could, protect my sister from him and from herself.
I could still stop this.
And I would. Their Fall, My Rise
MAINUMBY I had my life meticulously planned: top grades, intense training, a clear path to the U.S. Service Academy.
My future was a beacon, a reward for years of unwavering dedication.
But then came the devastating twist: Mark, my childhood best friend, and his conniving girlfriend, Tiffany, decided my ambition was a threat to their own twisted narrative.
They systematically sabotaged my critical fitness test and derailed my SATs, watching my dreams shatter with chilling indifference.
My carefully constructed world collapsed in an instant.
I was plunged into years of soul-crushing dead-end jobs, a life of grinding poverty, and the bitter taste of shattered potential.
The final, brutal act of their cruelty came during a chance reunion: cold fury from Tiffany, an almost apologetic glance from Mark, then the hired thugs, the balcony, and the irreversible fall.
I lay dying, haunted by the crushing weight of their malice.
How could the people I once trusted engineer such a complete and utter destruction of a life?
The raw injustice burned hotter than any pain, leaving me with a desperate, unanswered question: Why them, why me?
But instead of oblivion, I was hurled back.
The familiar scent of lavender, the drone of a lawnmower, the calendar screaming August 10th.
Three months before my future was stolen.
Seventeen again, with the searing clarity of what was to come.
And then I saw them.
Mark' s cold, assessing eyes told me he knew.
This wasn't a do-over; it was war. Seventeen Again: The Day Everything Changed
Charlene I died peacefully in my eighties, only to shockingly wake up seventeen again, still in my childhood bedroom. It was college application day, and everything felt eerily familiar, especially my lifelong dream with best friend Jack and boyfriend Kevin: Princeton, shared dorms, and a future intertwined.
But the comfort shattered an instant later. Kevin and Jack, my supposed "constants," calmly announced they were ditching the Ivy League. Their new plan? State University, staying local, all to "support" Brittany, the head cheerleader—a non-entity in my previous life—who claimed her family was in crisis.
The betrayal hit like a physical blow. Suddenly, my meticulously organized SAT notes, the very tools of *my* ambition, were handed over to Brittany without a second thought. They paraded her scores, reveling in *her* success, while publicly dismissing my shock and mocking my sudden declaration of choosing UC Berkeley. At the graduation party, they treated Brittany like royalty, their arms around her, their attention solely hers, while I became an irrelevant outsider. The yearbook, a symbol of our unbreakable bond, bore their dismissive scrawls, cementing my abandonment.
How could the boys who were my rocks, my future, obliterate *our* shared dream for someone they barely knew? Why did their chivalry translate into such a profound betrayal of me? The sheer injustice and confusion were a cold knot in my stomach.
But I wouldn't let their misplaced heroism define me. No longer the girl who silently absorbed their choices, I clutched my Berkeley acceptance, booked a one-way flight, and definitively chose my own destiny. This time, I was playing for myself. My Daddy and Uncles
Flying Soul 🦋 “Alina, you will get late for school again” I heard Dad banging on my door.
“Last 10 min” I mumble, but my eyes widen. I was with Uncle Harrison. Did Dad find us?
“Alina…” I opened my eyes, I was in my room and Harrison was looking at me with a warm smile wearing his signature suit.
“I am taking a bath” I yelled.
“Come fast, your breakfast is ready,” Dad said before leaving.
“Good morning” Uncle Harrison came to bed cupping my face he kissed me.
“Good morning” I whispered on his lips.
“When did you bring me here,” I asked.
“You were sleeping,” He said, scooping me in his arms and entering my bathroom.
“This hide and seek is terrible” I sighed.
“But it's fun” He chuckled.
Author Note...
Hello dear Readers,
Meet Alina and her family.
The story of love, care, romance and lots of suspense..