I Eat Pasta For Breakfast

Derrick is the new CEO and dragon alpha of his father's pack who has kept his gay sexuality a secret, but things get steamy when his father remarries leaving him home alone with a stepbrother called Brian who becomes his roommate and loves to sleep naked, though its heat season and they're unable to control their secret sexual urges for each other, and as much as he tries to hide his gay nature... The Rainbow mating day is coming and he just discovered that Brian happens to be his soulmate which means that he would have to accept his sexuality and love for Brian been made public to the world, although his Mate isn't ordinary either as he is born with rainbow fire abilities.

On the continent of Fosack, the official history claims that magic never existed, relegating it to mere myths and sailors' songs. Progress and stability have been built on the pillars of science, an unquestionable truth taught at the prestigious Rixus Institute. However, Miguel, a young student from Abrak, has never accepted this version. Raised on rumors of a past where portals connected worlds and the sun shone blue, his curiosity leads him to question everything he is taught. His arrival at Rixus coincides with an event that shakes the foundations of his world: an ancient seal is broken in a forbidden ritual, unleashing an energy that causes power outages and strange phenomena across the continent. While the authorities, led by the charismatic Governor Edrian Veyra, blame "solar flares" to hide the truth, Miguel begins to discover the cracks in reality. An ancient mural seems to breathe at his touch, shadows in the hallways conceal watchers, and a secret invitation promises him the answers he so desperately seeks. Unknowingly, Miguel is at the center of the awakening of an ancient power known as the Cycle of Lumia and Noxis. His search for the truth will not only challenge the powerful Dynasty that manipulates history but will also make him the key to a rebirth that will change Fosack forever.

Running away from home is just the only option I have right now to stay away from this toxic man, how can I even survive a day with a man I never loved? A wicked and heartless man. I have to make a plan now before it becomes too late to escape. What if I run away with my daughter, will I succeed? What if he sends his men after me? How will I manage to outrun them? But this is my only chance, if I can make it to the Moon Sea outside the borders before dawn, he will not notice I’m gone and before he realizes it, I will be two steps ahead. But I have a problem, how will I run away with my little baby without being noticed? Or should I leave her behind? He has placed a spell on this bangle on her wrist, if she goes close to the Khah’s Kingdom Magic barriers, it will trigger the alarm and I will be spotted in no time. What will I do? Should I leave my baby behind and run for my life and come back later? What if she dies?

I'm a special guy, no doubt. No one can do what I do. No one has the ability I have and if the government found out about what I can do, they'd probably lock me up to do thousands of experiments on me... and yet, I still manage to do everything wrong. Even with all the advantages anyone can possess and having the literal answers from the universe, I am absolutely lost. In fact, the universe and I have a rocky relationship and are in a constant fight. So, I hope you know that the universe is telling my story wrong. I am not a genius, I am not an innovative visionary and more importantly: I AM NOT GAY.

I never thought betrayal would hit me this hard. I caught my girlfriend cheating on me with the most popular guy on campus. I stood there, frozen, watching as she laughed in his arms—like I never even existed. And when I confronted them, I was the one who got blamed. Me. Because I was poor. Because I had no influence. She didn’t even try to defend me. And when I was at my lowest, when I thought I was about to die, something impossible happened. A screen appeared in front of me, glowing with strange letters. [Spend one million dollars within three days to unlock a greater prize.] It was a system—one that could give me unlimited wealth, but only if I played by its rules. With this, I could have anything. I could crush the ones who humiliated me. I could make them pay. But I quickly realized that money alone wouldn’t be enough. The man I was up against wasn’t just some rich playboy—he was dangerous, and he wasn’t going down easily. If I wanted to win, I had to be smarter. I had to use every trick, every advantage, and push the system to its limits. The question is—do I have what it takes?

My name is Joe Mzalendo. Mine country is Credonia, a third-world country. Born and raised here, I loved my country just like every other patriotic citizen. As I grew up, all I ever wanted was a good degree and a good job with the government. All that I looked forward to so that I could help others and see to it that things went the right way. I had a dream of transforming my country through fighting and nipping Corruption by the roots. I thought getting in was the right move and the only way to make a change. In the end, I was all wrong. I found myself imprisoned by powers I couldn't control and forces I could not break. Without options, I watched people suffer as I did nothing. It was a stab through my heart. I had to live with the knife through my heart and in pain. It was either that and try to help those I could or die. I not only walked with death but saw it most of the time. It was then that I learned; some things are better done from a distance. I learnt never to put out a conflagration from inside a blazing house.

My peaceful short life had been quickly cut off by a band of bandits that had raided my village, killing my father and capturing my mother. The bandit leader took a fancy to me and decided to make me one of them because of my face, for reasons unknown to me, but this was only the start of my journey. The more I grew up the more I realized that I had no talent, I was as ordinary as I could be, with no inherited memories, no old masters to help me improve my talent, no legacies left behind, no locked bloodlines that would burst into activity when I was in danger. But I still had something that most people didn't have. A stubbornness that many wouldn't possess, the stubbornness and sense of danger that I got for life after I saw my father die in front of me. And with that, I shall predate upon those that are more talented than me. I shall walk forward and reach the apex of the world, not because I want to protect anyone, but because that's simply what I want to do! Regardless of the methods that I have to use or the people that I have to push out of my way!

I was the last one left, I watched as humanity's greed took over, as brothers killed brothers and fathers turned on sons. I watched humanity end and with nothing left to live for, I ended my life. Now I'm back to a month before the apocalypse, I've been given a second chance and I will not waste it. I'll prevent the death of those I love and make sure humanity survives. If the world can't control itself, then I'll conquer it and lead us to survival.

I hated being locked up like a damsel in distress. Like I was some princess that needed constant protection, but deep down I was grateful. I was still struggling to summon my powers, so if I was attacked alone I would be defenseless. I understood why Valerian wanted me to stay confined within the walls of our home since there was a protection spell suffocating the entire atmosphere that surrounded it. But I was so bored. Valerian was not there to take me out and keep me occupied with his cocky smiles and quirky comments. The only thing I could think to do to pass the time was to take a stroll around the castle grounds. I exited out into the courtyard and walked past the beautiful wooden benches and vibrant trees. Roses of every colour confiscated the grounds and it was like I was walking through a rainbow. My fingertips caressed the petals and I inhaled the sweet scent of their exquisiteness as I walked through the trails. I was so mesmerized by the area that I didn’t realize where I was going. I gasped as I reached for the next rose in my path, and it crumbled from my touch. The rest of the walkway was filled with black and decayed roses that tumbled to the ground like ash from a horrible wildfire. My frightened eyes glared out into the distance as I realized the dead flowers led to a shadowy tunnel made from black brick. A sign barely dangling from a broken chain at the top of the entrance read ‘dungeon.’ My body cringed at the sight. This was the dark side of Valerian that I knew and wanted to avoid as much as possible.

A murderer. A crazy woman. Is what they all call me. Apparently to me, I'm seeing the dead, which makes me crazy to everyone, but I know I'm not. Being stuck in a psychiatric hospital with a pending murder case at hand is not how I pictured this time of my life. I don't really get it. I am a lot of things that I'm not proud of, but certainly not a murderer. How on earth will I be able to vindicate myself if the dead is making me look like a murderer? How will I be able to vindicate myself when my past ways isn't even something to write home about, and all it can do is just spice up my case? How will I be able to save myself when I, and the dead was never in good terms, and I happen to be the cause of it all? What have I done to myself?