In a post-apocalyptic world, Amni is a warrior, and in her state, a hero and worshipped for what she has done to save the world. But when she meets the man that she falls in love with, she must choose from still being the hero that everyone looks to and depends on to save the world, or if she has to give that up just to be with him.
I gasp myself back to life. Pulling myself ashore from the lake, I grow weak and lay halfway in the water. The trees and leaves blow around me and I shiver at the feeling. How am I still alive?
I struggle to reach up and pull myself the rest of the way out of the water. Looking around me it is green and lush around the lake, with mountains in the distance. Trying not to focus on the pain, I force myself to sit up. Fuck, I hurt so bad, I think to myself. Looking down at myself, I'm bleeding from my side and left leg. As I lift my shirt, I find good-sized cut against my ribs. 'That's not good,' I thought to myself as I relook at my leg. I then realize that my knife was out of its holster and my own knife had impaled me. Preparing myself and clenching a rag in my teeth, I grip the handle and pull it out. A muffled scream left my lips as I breathed heavily into the pain.
I take my backpack off and look in it for something to wrap my wounds with. After shuffling through it, I had come to realize that all that I had left were rags for bandaging. I should have known better, given that was out on this adventure alone this time. I carefully wrap my leg with the little material that I had. It bled through the fabric almost instantly, but I didn't have a choice for much else. I had to focus on finding shelter soon.
After I bandaged up and was able to withstand the pain, I slowly got up to my feet. I soon came to remember that I had no idea where I was or how I got here. Did I hit my head that fucking bad? I take another good look around me to figure out where I was. A forest with deep and luscious greens surrounded the lake. The mountains weren't as far as I thought from the first glance, they were right across the lake. Heavy smoke rose over the mountains, like something was burning from a distance. I don't remember ever being to a place like this. Where is all the dead earth and the scorched buildings? What happened to the gated and barricaded towns of people in the deserted areas? Something was off.
I began to limp my way around the parameter of the lake, clenching my side in pain. Eventually, I collapsed to my knees in pain, as I let out a pained grunt. I realize then that I shouldn't have come on this damn adventure on my own. I felt weak for once, in a very long time.
A sudden roar in the distance drew me away from my thoughts. I looked around frantically, trying to find somewhere to hide, just in case. Footsteps from behind me caught my attention. I turn around quickly, and that's when I see it face to face. It was tall and skinny; you could see every bone in its body. Its hands were nothing, but razor-sharp claws and its face resembled something of a dragon. The creature snarled at me. Before I could even gasp air, it lifted is arm and swung at me with a slash.
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I jolted up and looked around, panicked. My blankets flung off me and onto the floor from me raising up from what I worry of it being a dream or not. Please, tell me that was a dream, I think to myself as I look around. My window let in a small breeze that let the torn and rugged cloth that covered it sway. It was still dark out. My dresser was across the room from me with my broken mirror on the top and the closet was next to it, full of my weapons. I looked to the floor and saw that my torn-up rug and steel floors were still there as well.
I let out a sigh of relief. What kind of dream was that? Whatever it was, it scared me, and not much can do that anymore. Especially in a world like this. I rubbed my face and decided to get up and grab my blanket from the floor. The steel was cool and sent a shiver through my body, that's when I realized that I was naked. I looked around to see if I had left my clothes on the floor. Once I found them, I quickly put on my holey tank top and my underwear as I tossed my blanket back on the bed. That's when my door opened.
"Hey, baby." A woman said to me as she leaned against the frame of the door. She was completely naked as well. Fuck, that dream fucked me up so much that I forgot that I had a woman over. "You're dressed already?" She started to walk over to me. I looked down and saw that I had her top on, not mine. Fuck, I was really out of it.
"Sorry," I sigh, sheepishly. " I fell asleep and spaced that I had company over." She grabs ahold of my dreads and pulled me in for a kiss. She deepens it as she begins to pull the shirt off my shoulders.
"You promised me another round once you woke up, Amni." She says to me, biting my lip. I let out a small moan and give in. It's a night off my mission and I forgot that I was having myself some fun. I begin to run my fingers down her front until I reach her clit. Damn, she was wet, and I wasn't stopping myself.
" I always keep my promises, baby." I exclaimed as I push her down onto the bed. She lets out a small giggle and I become the one in charge. I begin to kiss down her stomach until I reach her folds and taste how wet she is, and she is dripping. I lick up what I can before I move up to her clit and suck and lick it as she squirms. Inserting a finger, I finally hear her cumming as I keep going on her and I make sure that she cums a couple more times before I give her a break.
I climb onto the bed next to her and lay down. After she rests for a minute, she begins to suck on my breasts and looks up at me.
"Now it's my turn to do the same to you." She says as she winks and begins to slowly make her way down.
Quinn Astor, the daughted of the Astor family, is forced into an arranged marriage because of her greedy, money loving mother, and her drunken, self-loathing father. As part of a noble, rich family, it is "normal." Jake Lannister is the last person that any family wants to marry, but in order to make the deal between the families, Quinn must marry him. He was a lowlife, or so they say. However, Jake has his own secrets.
When they were kids, Derek saved Norah's life. Years later, after Derek ended up in a vegetative state from a car crash, Norah married him without a second thought and even used her medical knowledge to heal him. For two years, Norah was devoted, seeking his affection and looking to settle her life-saving debt. But when Derek's first love returned, Norah, faced with divorce, didn't hesitate to sign. Despite being labeled as forsaken, few knew of her true talents. She was a race car driver, a famed designer, a genius hacker, and a renowned doctor. Regretting his decision, Derek begged for her forgiveness. Just then, a charming CEO intervened, embracing Norah and declaring, "Back off! She's my wife!" Taken aback, Norah blurted out, "What did you say?"
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
Drugged and deceived, she bore a child amidst tragedy-her son, falsely declared dead at birth. Fueled by the agony, she disappeared, only to return years later with both her daughter and an adopted son, driven by an unyielding desire for revenge against those who had wronged her and her late mother. The plot takes an unexpected twist when the haunting truth surfaces: her son is alive, and his father is a powerful CEO.
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."