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If only she could turn back time, Zalina Roston would probably use her time to return to that day. One day changed her life when she was 15 years old.

Zalina doesn't understand why she is experiencing strange things she never imagined. She doesn't know if this is a curse or a gift she must accept. Zalina can see pieces of a person's future, even death, by touching their hand.

When Zalina touched the hand of a man named Jasper Blackmore, she seemed to have hope. It was because the man was different. There is something connected to their past.

With Zalina's abilities, their adventure begins. Jasper and Zalina solve several cases that occur around them. Slowly the love between Zalina and Jasper grows, but they are two different beings.

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"You are greedy and cruel, Simon. You have caused wars and destroyed innocent creatures. You must accept the punishment."

Simon groaned as he tried to get up, but he didn't have the strength to do it. He could only lay weak and thought it might be time for him to die.

He then looked at the older man who was looking at him. With a smirk on his bloodied lips, he said, "Punish. I'm ready to die."

"Dead? No. Your punishment is not death but the pain of loss. And when you meet your descendant, they will receive a curse."

Simon chuckled at the older man's words. He didn't have anything of value in his life, so why was he afraid of losing? After all, Simon has not and will never love a woman. How could he have descendants?

"This is easy." Simon grinned before finally closing his eyes.


** This is my first work in English. Sorry if not perfect in writing. I love constructive comments.

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 ~ The Revenge of Rana

Don't Touch My Hand Or You Will Die

"Come on, sweetie! You want this balloon, right?"

Aklesh laughed, more precisely, were to laugh at a man with a bald head. The man who wanted to kidnap Aklesh did not know that the child they targeted was not an ordinary toddler.

When Aklesh arrived near the wooden fence, he did not immediately approach the side of the fence. He was still smiling at the man holding the balloon.

"Come on, smart kid, a little more. Walk here. Uncle will give you this balloon," said the kidnapper holding the balloon.

He looked nervous because his hands could not reach the two-year-old toddler's body, even though only a few were left.

The boss has the same. Not far from there, he watched, Aklesh and his men.

"Balloon," Aklesh said, pointing at the balloon.

"Yeah, it's a balloon. Let's walk here and take this balloon, smart kid!" The man seemed to clench his jaw. "Oh, this kid pisses me off."

84. Thank You, Cursed God