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"My reason to live"

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Nur Hakan--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. Who had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him. A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son" His father, Emre Yunus Hakan, handed him the keys to the Hakan estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him. Conversing to him on state matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters as he recalled past events. Months passed. One fateful night, he received the news. "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet. The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent Hakan estate. Where he would find his "relatives" people who he had lost connection to the day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily. He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was. Clutching around the coffin, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Hands stopping as he clicked at a profile. There in the screen showed the picture of a woman, she was a beauty, and he had known it. Sharing their numbers he agreed on meeting her. It was a Sunday. Nur walked around the streets of Istanbul. Phone in hand, talking to the woman on the other end. "I will see you, bye" he abruptly mumbled as he cut the Call. He then made his way in one of the shops. Just as he stepped in--Thud* oh god... a feminine voice came out as he stared at her. The woman mumbled a sorry as she quickly retreated a bouquet that laid on the ground. Her eyes then went up to him, warm, honey like orbs locking with a piercing pair of blues. They stared at each other. As Nur's eyes unraveled her, she was even prettier than the girl he was supposed to meet. I-I'm sorry... (affet beni...) she said again and slid past him. Nur snapped his head, watching her go. Then turned to the front. On the ground was embroidered purse. He then crouched down, hands grazing against it, he clutched at the purse. Inside was an ID: Ayse Yildiz there was the picture of her. Ayse Yildiz... he practiced the name as if he has an obligation to remember it for eternity. Perhaps... his lips twitched, perhaps, he will have to --remember it for eternity...
Aysegulyildiz · 331 Views

Naruto: Unremarkable Ninjustu

Throughout the ninja world, more than fifty large-scale conflicts have erupted across the ages. The rights and wrongs of these battles are often impossible to judge, yet historians agree on one thing: it was upon these ancient fields that the rise and fall of countless shinobi clans were decided. Thus came the age-old saying—“The victor becomes the king, the loser the villain.” Back then, the First Hokage, Senju Hashirama, led the forces of the Senju clan and the newly founded Konoha. Together with the Land of Fire, he marched across the nations, bringing an end to the chaos of the Warring States Period. Through diplomatic pressure, overwhelming strength, and battles against the mightiest clans—including the Uchiha—Hashirama suppressed the major powers and paved the way for peace. After the formation of the Five Great Shinobi Villages, the remaining clans and nations, realizing the tide had turned, followed suit and submitted one after another. Thirty years ago, I myself set out from Konoha, stepping into the turmoil of the Second Shinobi World War. With techniques that seemed ordinary on the surface, I defeated every enemy who stood before me. Everywhere I went, civilians greeted me with gratitude and hope. I truly possessed the advantage of timing and destiny. That era of fiery conflict and flourishing ambition remains vivid in my memory. So I cannot understand why people today speak of Uchiha Madara’s fall at the Valley of the End as if that place is an omen of inevitable ruin—as though the fate of all shinobi must be sealed there. Has this battlefield, in just thirty years, truly become my final resting place? No matter how one looks at it, our combined forces number between eighty and a hundred thousand shinobi—clearly the advantage is on our side! —Excerpt from the speech of the legendary shinobi Yu Zhen, delivered before the outbreak of the Fourth Shinobi World War. A notorious “old immortal,” feared and respected as a shinobi among shinobi, a destroyer of kidneys, and long-time recipient of a lifetime stipend from the Konoha Elder Council.
Favyoris · 7.1k Views

THE KING’s SLAVE BRIDE

In a world where Lycans have placed themselves above every other species, and hybrids are deemed a taboo of nature and a threat to all, Nara, the two-spirit hybrid princess of a nomad clan, is captured by the ruthless reigning Lycan King, Kaedyr and forced into slavery alongside her people. With her parents taken by the Lycan king, Nara tries her best to be the source of strength and hope her people need while in the slave encampment. A proposition comes from the palace from the Queen Dowager for Nara to marry the King and produce a male heir in return in favour of saving her people from captivity and her parents from death row. chance for freedom for her people and the possibility of saving her parents from death row. Nara agrees to the Queen Dowager's offer, but the sudden appearance of Prince Lyrien is set to unsettle Nara's resolve. She finds herself fighting against her growing attraction for King Kaedyr while trying to brush off the advances of the enigmatic Lycan Prince, Lyrien. Can Nara set aside her pride for the sake of her people and the lives of her parents? Is she ready to face the truth of the part she played in what led to her people being captured? Will the Lycan King Kaedyr fall for the brash yet soft hybrid princess or will he see the hidden truth behind her motive? Does Nara possess the tenacity to navigate the treacherous landscape of palace politics? How will she handle threats from outside and within? Can she also be the eyes and ears the Queen Dowager expects her to be without hurting the ones she cares about along the way? Can she forgive those who have wronged her or will her growing desire for revenge consume her?  Join me as we dive into this world of supernaturals, with a little blend of humans and an insane amount of deceit, betrayal, Lycan politics, passion, tension, and forbidden love, where the line between good and evil, right and wrong is constantly blurred.
ManicKiller_Wright · 135.1k Views