Neurotically

Cen Lingqiu, a long-time employee of the Book Transmigration Bureau, takes on one final task before her retirement—preventing the female lead from committing suicide. The female lead is beautiful but frail, with paralyzed legs, and is treated as a substitute for the male protagonist's lost love, locked away in his mountainside estate, forbidden from seeing anyone. Cen Lingqiu transmigrates into the body of the male protagonist’s sister, a vicious side character who constantly bullies the female lead, making her life miserable. The system alerts Cen Lingqiu that the female lead has developed a severe self-destructive tendency. To advance the plot, Cen Lingqiu must prevent her suicide and reduce her self-destructive urges. Yu Mingjiao, the female lead, is stunning but deeply depressed and world-weary. Cen Lingqiu dutifully ignores her coldness, takes her to watch sunsets, nurses her back to health, and shows her kindness. After completing her mission and faking her death to leave, Cen Lingqiu is ready to retire when the system informs her that Yu Mingjiao's self-destructive tendencies have resurfaced, meaning her mission has failed. Forced to return to Yu Mingjiao's side, Cen Lingqiu unexpectedly dies again. When she returns for the third time, she finds that the once melancholic and quiet female lead has turned into a complete lunatic—suffering from hallucinations and delusions, with an intense obsession with her. In a neurotic tone, Yu Mingjiao whispers: “Lingqiu, if you leave me again, I’ll die.” Cen Lingqiu: “...” [Please note: The cover is AI-generated and does not depict elements from the story] [This novel is translated, 5 chapters / day, CT: 深又]

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Brynne's husband died for the first time in ten years, Bry wants to be alone but her life just got occupied, she is forced into group therapy only to meet Azima, a wild, gothic, dangerous woman that makes her take a trip of self-discovery and sexual exploration with a shy writer, a delusional trophy wife and a neurotic businesswoman. Join the adventure which is Lonely.

Every Fairytale supposedly has a Happily Ever After and In Every Once Upon A Time, the beautiful princess finally gets to marry her beloved prince, counterattacking to the top and becoming the Goddess of Luck. But in every fairy tale, who remembers the cannon fodders that have been trampled on and forgotten in their everlasting love story? In the story of Red Riding Hood, who recalls the Old Grandma that was torn to pieces, her flesh swallowed by the Big Bad Wolf?–– In the story of Cinderella, who remembers the evil sisters that cut their toes and heels off to fit into the glass slipper?–– In the story of the Little Mermaid, who can understand the pain of the little mermaid who danced and danced with bloodied feet just for the cheap love of a human prince?–– Countless secrets, countless buried lies. Then he can only use a bloodied knife to engrave his name onto their heart–slowly and carefully, savoring the blood that stained his hand with a coquettish smile, because who says that every Fairytale should have a Happily Ever After? First Arc: Cinderella is a Coquettish Green Tea (Mixed Ancient China Setting with supernatural elements .) Slowburn plot and romance. Stories within a story (Each arc is like a story of its own) Paranoid, Neurotic Gong x Lazy Black Lotus Shou. [Quick Transmigation] [Updates every other day] [Vote and comment to support the author's work] 《Every 100PS= 1 Extra Chapter》 《Every 10 Golden Tickets= 1 Extra Chapter》 《The cover is not mine. All credits to the owner. Please DM if wanted to be taken down》 Discord: TomatoesandCoffee#7004 (I don't bite) ^Want to support me more? Send me a kofi^ https://ko-fi.com/tomatoesandcoffee

Love.... What is this emotion that you speak about... Does it even exist.... To me?.... I'd never forget the day she smiled at me after I asked her why she was the way she was, I remember her asking me if I could handle it, if I could handle her...I laughed and look away from her eyes in moments like this, her confidence overwhelms my heart, so I crumble and and look away before I collapse. "I'm a sociopath...." She whispers making my neck snap back to her searching for that joking smile or laugh but she just raise a brow and struggled to hold in a laugh. "Ha see I told you, you can't handle me Khalid, stop wasting your time not that I mind though" she mutters before looking back up at the sky and sliding her eyes close probably due to the beautiful wind that caresses our being. For some weird reason I was unable to say a word but instead I just stared as her face that was now exposed due to her laying down on her back, every time she says those words I'm speechless, and she feels the need to remind me every time about her diagnosis, even though I want to pretend that it does exist, I guess this is her own way of caring, telling me how dangerous she could be...I probably should listen but I can't- "I know what you are thinking right now....I would not waste my time trying to defend myself nor would I try to proof to you about how am a good human being and blah blah blah, this is just me, emotions don't exist to me but transactions of self gratification do...if you don't like me then I dare you to walk away" those were the words she said to me the first time she ever revealed her diagnosis to me while staring up at me with her beautiful gummy smile. as if what she had just said to me was nothing big, as if it wasn't something that could make a human run far far away from her being, as if it was not something that could make me neurotic, and I don't know if I'm just plain stupid or not right now, but my feet still refused to move no matter how heavy the word that escaped from her lips felt against my being, I didn't move.. not even an inch, as my brain yelled at me to leave, Run and to flee, because these are the very people my parents told me to stay away from when I was younger they gave the word danger the meaning it has today,for they were the complete nuisances and deviants to society, or at least that was what everyone said simply because there is still currently no cure to this type of wounded minds in which these specific section of people possess, so of course,it's better to stay away from them right?, right?. But maybe she herself knew that I couldn't do it, that I couldn't walk away from her while being entrapped in my emotions and being enchanted by her beauty. I've heard from people that love always tend to make one weak and indeed she already has me on my knees and she knows it and I guess that's the scary part of it, maybe that's why she dared me walk away, with her cold eyes captivating me in a trance along with her beautiful smile, perhaps I'm stupid...because this was a very clear red flag, but here I was ready to sign myself up for that. "Pleasure to meet you once again" was all I said in reply giving her a goofy smile making her raise a brow at me, with a thoughtful look on her face before she smirked and shook her head..I wonder what she was thinking about right now... probably about how stupid I am or even more..that's one thing I've always disliked about her..it's almost impossible to read her but she knows how to read everybody within 3-5 minutes max, she reads the room like it's the back of her hand in her calculated mind...and then she goes on further to block you out with her beautiful innocent yet cold big Brown eyes..with her calculated gaze which still surprisingly able to make you feel comforted, understood and safe. And What a big mistake it is to believe that she cares about you enough to keep you safe when to her the world and relationships are simply all about what she can gain.

Thirty years ago the two founders of the Rose and Raven Society disappeared while investigating a mysterious stranger called the Jumping Jack, a fiend whose mechanical teeth, glowing orange eyes, and fiery breath had been terrorizing young ladies in the city. The Jumping Jack also disappeared not long after the founders. Now, it's 1922 and Horacio (H.W.) Wolveridge and his neurotic partner, Davor Nikolic, have been tasked to solve the case of the Jumping Jack since sightings of the man have resurfaced. A loner, Horacio is loath to have a partner, especially one such as Davor, who is afraid of dust and runs from every errant noise. However, Davor is a brilliant inventor and scientist, something Horacio finds useful. Together, they must work past their differences and find out who the Jumping Jack is and what happened to the founders so many years ago.

Deb Oh had a blank look in her eyes, as the words kept ringing in her head, "I want to live, I want to be happy but why do I want to die?! Why?" Her mind flashed back to when she got her first car accident which left her vowing never to drive anymore. The shock coupled with the embarrassment of causing the car accident wrecked her world, leaving her with the diagnosis of PTSD, OCD and a moderately severe depressive state. Adamant against seeking medical treatment, the 21-year old promised to fight her demons alone, but how long will she hold on before succumbing to her inner demons? Deb Oh must level up or risk losing everything! ======== Work of fiction, no relation to anyone dead or alive ======== SpirityAwards Psychological Medical Cold Protagonist Medicine Slice of Life Doctor spirityawardsspring2020 Trauma Psychotic Faceslapping Hiddengem Philosophical Face Slapping Spirity Deception Parody Satire

The first time they met, she said to him, “Mr. Song, I see that you’re I’ll-fates, and I’m afraid that you will die soon. The people around him accused her of being a fraud, and threatened to beat her. The second time she saw him, she said to him, “Mr. Song, you will die tomorrow.” She was nearly beaten. The third time they met, he was on the brink of death. ***Qiao Jin was a twenty year old with a meek disposition, but her personality changed drastically after her suicide attempt, and she became neurotic and pompous. She is labeled as a possessed lunatic. Song Yanqing is a blue-blooded 25 year old. He is ill-omened and so sickly that he can barely walk two steps without coughing. In Qiao Jin’s eyes, he is a phantom with a short life. This is a fictional story about the epic romance between a lunatic that is too big for her britches and a slick noble-born phantom with a short life.

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An overworked Scientist get's kidnapped by a Demon to go on neurotic adventures. Aforementioned Scientist turns it into a Psychology study. Making the best out of horrible...horrible situations.

She’s a neurotic non-binary seeking forgiveness; he’s a heartbroken hound desperately seeking his master: together they are… dysfunctional.

Diesel punk and noir fiction meet magic, vampires, and werewolves in this re-imaging of the great events of the 1940's. When Dave's brother, Doug, goes missing and he puts his keen detective skills to work, he uncovers age old secrets of darkness that the world is not ready to face. Along the way, he joins forces with the neurotic Emily, a witness to the coming darkness; the cynical vigilante Sydney, who wants to put an end to the supposed danger; and Connor, a bounty hunter with a chip on his shoulder. But as it turns out, the danger promises to consume not only their home, for the world itself has become a target.

Abigail is not afraid of anything in particular. She’s just… afraid. Afraid all the time, of everything and everyone. She weaves wild stories to explain her state of perpetual anxiety to the people around her, preferring they treat it as a joke than treat her as a neurotic freak. It’s a plan that works well enough: with a little help from her best friend Megan, Abigail can almost pretend to be normal. But when Megan decides to help out with Abigail’s love life, Abigail finds herself trapped on a date with a ridiculously sexy man who accidentally lets slip that some of the things Abigail has "made up" are true – and that the rest of the truth is stranger than her fiction. Suddenly thrown into a world that has turned out to be crazier than she is, Abigail is going to have to learn to cope with werewolves, vampires, faeries, and being passionately kissed – and she’s going to have to learn fast, because there is a shadow war that has been roiling through the background of history, and she’s just come to the attention of all the players.

Abigail is not afraid of anything in particular. She’s just… afraid. All the time. Of everything and everyone. She weaves wild stories to explain her state of perpetual anxiety to the people around her, preferring they treat it as a joke than treat her as a neurotic freak. It’s a plan that works well enough: with a little help from her best friend Megan, Abigail can almost pretend to be normal. But when Megan decides to help out with Abigail’s love life, Abigail finds herself trapped on a date with a ridiculously sexy man who accidentally lets slip that some of the things Abigail has “made up” are true – and that the rest of the truth is stranger than her fiction. Suddenly thrown into a world that has turned out to be crazier than she is, Abigail is going to have to learn to cope with werewolves, vampires, faeries, and being passionately kissed – and she’s going to have to learn fast, because there is a shadow war that has been roiling through the background of history, and she’s just come to the attention of all the players.

Abigail is not afraid of anything in particular. She’s just… afraid. Afraid all the time, of everything and everyone. She weaves wild stories to explain her state of perpetual anxiety to the people around her, preferring they treat it as a joke than treat her as a neurotic freak. It’s a plan that works well enough: with a little help from her best friend Megan, Abigail can almost pretend to be normal. But when Megan decides to help out with Abigail’s love life, Abigail finds herself trapped on a date with a ridiculously sexy man who accidentally lets slip that some of the things Abigail has "made up" are true – and that the rest of the truth is stranger than her fiction. Suddenly thrown into a world that has turned out to be crazier than she is, Abigail is going to have to learn to cope with werewolves, vampires, faeries, and being passionately kissed – and she’s going to have to learn fast, because there is a shadow war that has been roiling through the background of history, and she’s just come to the attention of all the players.

In order to ponder over the subtleties of mind and its essential ingredient known as natural intelligence we have to enter into the realm of its magical creation under the rational plans of genetical combinations of transcription and translation of genius genes vs non-genius genes. In addition to its existential genetic reality, its pragmatic approach highly conforms to the rules and regulations of environmental demands. If that genetic makeup of mind doesn't fit in nature to cope with the environmental challenges, it results in mere nervous breakdown When we talk about these challenges that affect the whole peace of mind, stress is the biggest challenge for all faculties of mind and its pragmatic mentality and a strongly built mind with acute intelligence responds well to any surrounding stressful situation definitely entails the expression of natural coding of healthy genes beyond any mutant code. Human natural intelligence can also be defined with regards to its overall response to all those factors which directly influence the practicability of human mind while facing the troubles and tribulations in all walks of life. "The better the response the stronger the mind" highly recommends the genetic evolution of brain with its proper functionality. Human mind is the best product of evolutionary process of genetical expressions of the creation of humankind. The triangular relationship of human intelligence with genetics and environment implies certain time-bound abstruse intricacies entitled to get unentangled giving deep experiential knowledge about the age of evolution of mind since the inception of time. The adaptive ability of genetic variation of mind determines its tackling calibre in the shockingly repellent psychotic and neurotic phases of ailing mindset and expressing the ingenuity and mind-boggling imagination of dysphoric and maniac phases of sound mindset. That phasic changes of mind are highly contingent on reversible and irreversible environmental factors. Human natural intelligence vs robotic artificial intelligence are the same in nature but the latter one is more organized and more harnessed fulfilling the demands of contemporary technological advancement and innovative industrial revolution. Artificial intelligence is out of the sphere of influence of genetics and environment because this is greatly dependent on human imaginative outskirts and cognitive boundaries. This era of artificial intelligence is moulding the human imaginations into tangible realities of conceivable cyber-world and non-cyber-world. Such globalization of artificial intelligence is trying to escape from the natural capacities of human natural intelligence. Conclusively, genetic intelligence is striving hard enough for the survival of artificial intelligence that's making our environment replete with donnish gifts of nature, financial probity, candidly upbeating ingenuity, climate control strategies, astrophysical glamorous life, astrological fortunes of clean energy and biopsychosocial vulnerability of human natural intelligence. So, human natural intelligence is now nourishing and nurturing artificial intelligence to make human life comfortable and manageable beyond the mutable effects of evolutionary genetics of biological mind but natural intelligence is supposed to pretend any mystic and gnostic dogma and natural code of conduct a bone of contention for the whole humanity bound to any school of thought and imagination then you're absolutely misinformed and disinformed about the abstruse and abstract role of perfect humans.