mortal kombat fan fiction

Rafandra adalah menantu miskin dan selalu direndahkan, tetapi sebenarnya dia memiliki identitas dan kecerdasan yang tidak biasa. Setelah semuanya terbuka, istri dan mertuanya memohon-mohon kepadanya. "Tolong jangan tinggalkan aku, Suamiku." "Kami bersalah. Maafkan kami. Apa yang harus kami lakukan agar kau tetap bersama Anakku? Berlutut pun aku rela."

**Excerpt** “Can't sleep?” I ask. She shrugs and turns back to the TV, while I study her side profile. It's as if I'm seeing her in a new light. Her long red hair is pulled into a high bun, showing off her slim neck and I feel the sudden urge to lick it. I move forward slowly, my eyes trained on the pulse beating below her ear. I'm so focused on her neck that I don't even see her hand coming until it connects with my face, sending my head snapping to the side. “What the hell is wrong with you?” She snaps. My ears ring as I rear back, smirking mildly. “Fuck, that was wild I knew you had a naughty side to you, Audrey Watson.” *** Living with her mortal savior proved to be a challenge for Audrey Watson, but since the day she was born, life had always thrown her challenges so what was one more? Little did she know that this particular challenge came with a twist. She didn't expect to fall in love with him and when she finally realized, he was getting ready for his wedding. She had lost him forever or so she thought, but again, life comes with a twist and she realizes that her whole life had been a lie. The weight of everything comes crumbling on her and she's tempted to just disappear. And she did, but not exactly the way she planned. She also found out that she was going to be killed my her half-sister and her tormentor. Will fate finally grant her a happy ending or would she need to fight for her own happiness?

-Kehlani,  an avid writer who spends most of her time publishing bestselling romance novels wants to write a new whole genre for a change and to this effect she decides to embark on writing a fantasy based fictional romance which she had never done before, mostly to honour her late grandmother who was a fan of such a genre. Kehlani embarks on a journey to her grandmother’s hometown for various reason: firstly as a form of reflection due to her grandmother’s one year anniversary and secondly because she needed a sabbatical in a quiet place which was in tune with nature to enable her work on this said Manuscript and possibly gather inspirations. - Kehlani arrives at Woodbine only to discover that this town is cut away from, the world in every sense of it. It seemed like their town was stuck in time as even the little stories her grandmother had told her and it's landmark still remained. Kehlani takes advantage of this and decides to take an interest in the townspeople who only farmed and jollied  as she felt that it might form an inspirational framework for her new Fantasy Manuscript.

My grandmother only knows how to draw one thing—infants. They're ugly, but people line up to buy the paintings. I watch as she takes those women into unlit rooms. Then, their bloodcurdling screams will ring out. Oddly enough, they always thank my grandmother when they're leaving. One day, I finally find out what exactly my grandmother paints. I discover the truth when I see an infant crawl out of one of the women's bellies—it looks just like the one my grandmother has painted.