Whistle Stop Jasper

Stellar Fragments: When Steam Meets the Void, Who Will Light the Last Star? The morning mist over Port Belen reeks of rust. Zhou Mingrui never expected a crumpled oilcloth bundle, scavenged from a dockside jump, to tear open a rift to the Astral Plane. But when he unwraps it—a leather-bound book with a seven-pointed star embossed on its cover, its pages swirling with constellations—he feels a primal pull, like the stars themselves are whispering his name. This is 1873, and Port Belen is a city teetering between progress and chaos. Steam engines roar, but the clocks tick backward. Corpses in morgues scribble "Eclipse Prayers." Dockworkers go mad, screaming of a "whale with a thousand eyes." All roads lead to Stellar Fragments, a forbidden text rumored to hold the key to stopping the Astral Leviathan—a colossal entity slumbering in the void, its awakening marked by the "Void Solstice": when seven stars align over Port Belen, and reality itself begins to unravel. "You have the Starwatcher’s mark," says Claire, the scarred astrologer of the Night Owl Society, sliding the book across a creaky oak table. Her brass bracelets clink with constellations. "The last Starwatcher vanished a decade ago, leaving only this warning: When the seven stars kiss the Void, the Leviathan wakes. Only the Starwatcher can anchor reality—by becoming part of the stars themselves." But Zhou is no hero. Just a grad student of 19th-century occultism, now trapped in a game of cosmic stakes: A steam-powered astrolabe explodes in his hands, its needle pointing to "Void." A noble heiress’s "spirit pigeons" grow feverish, pecking at the sky where the Leviathan’s "void eyes" glow. The city’s Eclipse Value—measuring the breach between worlds—creeps up: 0.01%, 0.03%, 0.05%... In the flickering light of an old church basement, the Night Owl Society gathers. Seven "Astral Artifacts" lie scattered: a moonstone gear humming with pale light, a cracked whistle that silences mad machinery, a pocket watch frozen mid-tick… Five more remain. Without them, the Leviathan’s shadow will consume Port Belen. But Stellar Fragments holds a final, blood-chilling clue: "To bind the stars, the Starwatcher must bleed." That night, the Leviathan rises. Its gargantuan form breaches the mist, scales glinting with countless eyes, each one staring at Zhou Mingrui—and the book clutched in his hands. He grips Stellar Fragments, recalling his professor’s words: "Occultism isn’t about controlling the cosmos. It’s about finding light in the dark." Now, with nothing but flesh and starlight as his weapons, Zhou must decide: Will he become a star to stop the void… or be swallowed by it?

Noel likes his world quiet, clean, and perfectly organized. He’s the kind of guy who alphabetizes his books, avoids eye contact, and considers a wild night one where he reads past midnight. Drama? Not his thing. Parties? Pass. Sharing a dorm with a chaotic stranger? Just another obstacle to endure—hopefully, temporarily. Enter Luca: flirtatious, chaotic, and chronically shirtless. A walking disaster with too many admirers and not enough awareness, he leaves messes—and broken hearts—wherever he goes. Loud, reckless, and charming, he’s everything Noel can’t stand… and somehow, everything he can’t stop noticing. What starts as a clash of lifestyles soon turns into late-night conversations, innocent pranks, and lingering stares. Somewhere between eye rolls and shared ramen, their rivalry begins to blur—until even Noel can’t deny his quiet little world feels empty without Luca. Noel wonders why his heart skips a beat whenever Luca’s near. And Luca? He’s realizing the one person who doesn’t fall for his charm might be the only one who truly sees him. Falling in love was never part of the roommate agreement—but hearts don’t follow house rules. --- Vibes & Tropes: Grumpy x Sunshine Forced Proximity Mutual Pining & Slow Burn Sass, Snark, and Secret Softness Movie nights, pranks, cuddles, and the accidental love story

In the first episode, Little Palace Maid Lian Hua, holding tea leaves, thought to curry favor with Zhaoyi. The Emperor intercepted her halfway, and before she could react, he hijacked her tea leaves, leaving her bewildered. In the second episode, she wanted to curry favor with the Noble Consort. During the Noble Consort's birthday feast, she hadn't even presented the meticulously prepared tea leaves before the Emperor seized them, leaving her aggrieved. In the third episode, she had just sneaked out with the Palace Maids to pick bamboo shoots, planning to go back and cook something delicious when the Emperor burst out of nowhere wanting to freeload a meal. If it wasn't tasty, he would punish her, she managed to barely pass muster by exerting all her energy. Before she could feel relieved, the Emperor told her he was also staying to sleep! This time, he was thoroughly taking advantage of her, enjoying free food and lodging without the slightest intention of rewarding her. At night, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. All the silver she had saved up in earlier years had been used to sustain the Emperor. Now that the money was gone, she feared being punished for not being able to support him in the future. The more she thought, the sadder she got, her tears plopping down, which woke the Emperor sleeping beside her. In a flurry, the Emperor consoled her, "There, there, don't cry, don't cry. I haven't even had time to reward you, how could I punish you!" After much consoling, and finally with his promise to provide for her sustenance, she turned her tears into laughter. The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. This Little Concubine would need to be favored properly from now on—he dared not make her cry again. →→【This story has concluded, thank you for reading】→→ New book recommendation: "Consort of the Roll-Royce is Here, Run!"—It's a good read! Please add it to your favorites.

hey my name is Kael Astorion Reinhardt.. So... I died. Yep. Real heroic. Real tragic. Saved someone. Got betrayed. Ten out of ten. Would not recommend. Now I’m reborn into a noble family I don’t remember joining, with a system that has the personality of a vending machine during a power outage. And the best part? I'm somehow engaged to multiple noble girls because of family oaths made before I could even walk. But hey—don’t overthink it. That’s my job. Yours is to read. I could explain more, but where’s the fun in that? Just open Chapter One. Laugh. Cry. Panic slightly. Then wonder why you’re addicted. Seriously. Stop reading the synopsis. Go read the book. Trust me—I live here now...... .... ....

“Wife...” “Not wife, ex-wife!!” She gritted her teeth, glaring at the handsome man who tried to please her. “Wife...” “Get lost! Turn around, walk ten meters forward, open the door, and leave, no need to see you off!” Looking at the flattering smile on his face, she finally couldn’t hold back anymore. She kicked him, then turned around, tears streaming down her face. The groom didn't show up for the wedding, yet he treated her tenderly, only to realize it was his way of humiliating her. The love she gave finally had a return when he admitted he loved her. On her most precious day, he gave her the most painful blow again. Was that unbearable scene the “gift” from him and his first love? After signing a divorce agreement, she truly felt that her marriage to him was just a joke. However, when she remarried, at the wedding, he domineeringly tore the wedding dress from her body. Facing the man she once loved the most, she smiled calmly: “Ex-husband, can you ever stop messing around?”

Lu Weixi did the math in the morning. “Including today, you’ve been back a total of 10 days this month. We agreed when we got married five years ago that you’ll give me 50,000 a month, and that you’ll come home five days a month. You’ve exceeded that number. That'll be additional.” Qin Zhiyi curls his lips. “It’s too much of a hassle that way. How about we make it a lifelong deal?”

In a realm shrouded by relentless mist and ancient curses, Hollowveil Village stands as a spectral monument to forgotten horrors. At the Northern Gate, a ghostly monk—his face hidden behind tattered bandages, his form suspended in eerie blue energy—haunts the threshold with a chilling, broken whistling reminiscent of a lullaby gone horribly wrong. When the village’s night is pierced by the brutal massacre of its soldiers—a scene of severed heads, blood-soaked uniforms, and erratic, mind-controlled villagers—the supernatural terror begins to bleed into every corner of this cursed land. Meanwhile, at Bastionspire Fortress, the story shifts to the rigorous training grounds where promising warriors such as Duke, Drex, Jack, Touka, and Samaira push themselves to the brink. Here, raw ambition and the mysterious power of Kendra Energy collide in explosive combat—each punch and parry charged with otherworldly force and the promise of latent potential. Their gritty battles, filled with raw dialogue and hard-fought victories, build up not only their skills but also the mounting tension of an impending mission. As whispers of disappearances and long-forgotten tragedies surface, a devastating assignment is announced: to investigate Hollowveil Village—a place rumored to be cursed ever since a natural disaster claimed hundreds of lives centuries ago. In the midst of this, sinister figures emerge: masked assassins led by the corrupt and calculating Boss Dango, whose oily charm masks a ruthless hunger for profit and power. These operatives, working from the shadows, orchestrate a twisted mining operation deep within cavernous, abandoned passages beneath the village—a dark enterprise that hints at a larger conspiracy and forces the characters into a confrontation with forces beyond mortal control. Haunted by unspeakable rituals, the persistent echo of a monk’s whistle, and the tragic survival of men like Rhett—who claws himself from the grave to warn his comrades—the narrative weaves together elements of high-octane martial prowess, horror, and supernatural mystery. As both the disciplined soldiers and the enslaved villagers find themselves caught in a cycle of death, betrayal, and occult manipulation, every step toward uncovering Hollowveil’s secrets carries the weight of destiny and despair. “BLOOD IN THE FOG: THE WHISTLER OF HOLLOWVEIL” is a relentless journey through a world where courage battles corruption, ancient curses resurface, and the dead never truly rest. Every whispered lullaby hides a scream; every flash of Kendra energy is a spark of hope amid inevitable darkness.

[Good news]: She transmigrated into the well-known Phantom of the Opera [Bad news]: It was the horror movie version! After waking up, Bo Li discovered that she had transmigrated to the 19th century. In the 19th century, smog was severe, tuberculosis was prevalent, and sanitary conditions were bleak. It was possible to step into a pile of manure at any moment. To make matters worse, she had transmigrated into a crossdressing circus worker. This was an era where short-haired, pants-wearing women would be harshly judged, so no one doubted her gender. They just thought she was an overly pretty boy. However, as time went on, she would grow taller, and her feminine features would become more obvious. The circus was a mixed crowd. If she didn't leave before adulthood, her crossdressing would be exposed sooner or later. Before leaving, she convinced an abused teenager in the circus to leave with her. She planned on opening a haunted house with him. Author's Note: Bo Li is mentally 6 years older than Eric, but they're physically the same age. Eric is a SERIAL KILLER and extremely possessive of Bo Li. Bo Li will be a little afraid of Erik at the beginning, but she will soon enjoy his behavior. After all, If the male lead's every action doesn't poke at the heroine kinks, then what's the point? One-sentence summary: The male lead is even more yandere than in the original 'Phantom of the Opera'. My Other Works: The Imperial Concubine is the Most Favored in the Harem. Bride of the Forgotten Prince: Wedding Behind Bars

“Money doesn’t buy happiness. It buys crazy ahh happiness.” [Ding!]
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 ⟪ May the fortune be on your side. ⟫ Kaizen, ID:KiRA, a 24-year-old streamer and obsessive gamer, etched his name as the only player to conquer the brutal Tower of Beginning, a VRMMO notorious for its punishing difficulty. Living in a modest two-room apartment, he poured over half a decade into the game, finally conquering the impossible. But on December 12, 2052, the world flipped: blue countdown screens bearing the tower’s runes appeared globally, and colossal Towers of Cessation erupted, tearing through cities and integrating the game’s system into reality. [Time remaining until Tutorial: ] [00:54:51] [After the conclusion of the tutorial, clear the first floor of the Tower of Cessation within or else your world will be terminated.] Earth became a chaotic battleground of monsters, dungeons, and players. KiRA, armed with unparalleled expertise, his companion Unity, and a wealth that dwarfs all others, dived back into the fray—- not just to relive the adrenaline of the climb, but to cement his legacy as the richest and most dominant force in this new, perilous reality.

Agent Ash joined FREE BIRD, an organization that was created by the U.N. They are made to stop evil organizations that lurk in the shadows, wanting to bring chaos and destruction to the world. FREE BIRD agents aren't normal agents. They can use powers that bend the rules of this world. They use their powers to save countless lives, but there are people who use their powers to cause havoc. FREE BIRD's job is to stop them by all means—even if it costs their lives.

Rachel Foster’s carefully constructed world is crumbling around her. Her fiancé, Jasper, faces imminent ruin, caught in a web of accusations and financial turmoil. Desperate to save him, Rachel is left with only one option: Kingsly Scott, the man she abandoned years ago, a man now transformed into a billionaire forged in the fires of betrayal. Kingsly agrees to help, but his offer is far from charitable. He hasn't forgotten Rachel's decision to choose wealth over their love, and he intends to extract a price more devastating than she could ever imagine. His terms are brutal, forcing Rachel to confront the ghosts of their shared past and the devastating consequences of her choices. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of Kingsly's world, a world of power plays, high-stakes deals, and simmering resentments, Rachel finds herself caught in a dangerous game of manipulation and desire. The lines between love and revenge blur as old flames are rekindled, threatening to consume them both. But Kingsly's motivations are shrouded in mystery. Is he truly driven by revenge, or does a flicker of their former love still burn within his hardened heart? Rachel must unravel his true intentions while battling her own conflicting emotions. Can she reconcile the man she once loved with the ruthless tycoon he has become? Meanwhile, a shadow lurks beneath the surface. Rachel’s brother, Noah, is entangled in a risky venture within Kingsly’s empire, a venture that could have far-reaching consequences. A conspiracy is brewing, threatening to expose secrets and destroy everything Rachel holds dear. Caught between her loyalty to Jasper, her reawakened feelings for Kingsly, and the looming threat of unknown enemies, Rachel must make impossible choices. Will she sacrifice her own future to protect the ones she loves? Or will she become another casualty in Kingsly's ruthless game?

Kamakura Metropolitan University practically worships its resident bad‑boy brood: Akuma Takashi and his hand‑picked trio—Tomo Aizawa, Reiho Tsukishima, Itsuki Moriyama, and Takumi Kisaragi. Handsome, untouchable, and forever bored, they survive on one intoxicating pastime: reckless bets. The whole campus swoons over them, yet something about the quartet feels… off—too polished, too predatory, almost supernatural. It’s a sun‑soaked Thursday when trouble finds them. Akuma lounges in the cafeteria, annotation pen hovering over a battered paperback, when Tomo drops into the seat opposite, eyes gleaming. “Bro,” he drawls, “bet you can’t make the very next person through that door fall hopelessly in love with you.” The glass doors hiss. In walks Kaito Ishikawa—hood up, earbuds in, radiating I‑dare‑you apathy. Once upon a freshman year, he was Reiho’s favorite target; lockers, insults, sucker punches—Kaito endured them all with a single bored blink and a muttered expletive. Reiho flinches at the memory. “Bad call, Tomo. The guy’s got ice water for blood and a tongue like barbed wire.” Itsuki arches a brow; Takumi gives a low whistle. Tomo just smirks wider. Akuma snaps his book shut, eyes tracking Kaito’s deliberate stride. A lazy, dangerous smile curls across his lips. “Challenge accepted,” he murmurs— and in that heartbeat, the game is on. Akuma Takashi is the very definition of breathtaking. With white marble hair that dances with the wind and ocean-blue eyes that could drown you without warning, he’s the kind of beauty that makes people stop mid-step—and girls quite literally beg for his attention. He’s tall—like, stupidly tall—standing at a striking 180 cm, and he knows how to use every inch of it. And then there’s Kaito Ishikawa—just 165 cm of pure, concentrated menace. A short, sharp-tempered little villain, armed with jet-black hair, deep brown eyes, and zero tolerance for bullshit. He’s either buried in a book or glued to his phone, rarely acknowledges class, and yet… he’s always topping the academic charts. How? No one knows. Why? No one dares to ask. Frankly, no one cares—because Kaito doesn’t give a single damn about being understood. He’s chaos in a quiet package. And Akuma? He might be the only one insane enough to unwrap it.

At Griffin Park Stadium, under England’s cold rain, Danein Blake a worn-out striker fighting for a single moment of glory meets a bitter end. A dirty tackle, a whistle that never came, and a crash into the muddy pitch… that was his final chapter, or so it seemed. But fate had other plans. When Danein opens his eyes, he finds himself in the body of a ten-year-old boy named Leon Fischer, training at a prestigious football academy. His memories remain, his passion still burns—but his name have been wiped clean. And this time, he’s not alone. The Player Insight System has activated. Suddenly, numbers begin to float above the heads of players— Potential: 92, Current: 34 Potential: 60, Current: 90 revealing their hidden abilities and future greatness. For Danein, it’s not just a second chance… it’s a chance to see the game from a perspective no one else has. From backstreet matches to elite academy trials, Danein—now Leon—must battle expectations, memories. Can a man who once fell at the final whistle rise again from the kickoff? "Can this time… I become the player no one forgets?"

In the grimy Black Hound Tavern, disgraced hunter Kael Veymar drowns his failures in ale, his father’s shattered crest a noose around his neck. When a Fallen beast attacks him—spewing acid and cryptic threats about the Harbinger—he’s saved by Lyria, a rogue huntress with a deadly smile and a glowing amulet: the Fractalis, stolen by Kael’s father. Their reunion is cut short by Dren, Kael’s former brother-in-arms, who slit Garrik’s throat for the Guild. After a vicious alley fight, Lyria helps Kael escape, but not before a Fallen’s ooze sears his flesh, leaving veins of corruption that **pulse with the Harbinger’s voice. Seeking answers, they flee to Ms. Miller, an old ally who gifts Kael a sword and a warning: "Find Torin. The skulls will whistle your name." But the Guild is closing in. At Celestis Rise Dren is humiliated for his failure, while the Dozen Vanguards receive a bone-chilling letter—its author dead, its ink fresh. The stakes sharpen: - The Fractalis is not what it seems. - And Garrik Veymar’s shadow stretches long from the grave. Now, Kael and Lyria ride toward Godsgrave, where Hunter blades go to die—and where the Harbinger’s eclipse waits to rise. join the books' discord server https://discord.gg/8aRszmmbwf

Heroes and villains populate the city of New Philip. In a struggle to stop evil, get paid, and finish school, the Magical Ranger Girls fight crime. However, a silent vigilante, thought to be an urban legend, has been upsetting the city's balance. Can the Rangers stop this Grey Knight?

Kieran don’t remember the exact moment he stopped caring about the warmth of the Sun. Maybe it was the day everything became routine—wake, work, sleep—or maybe it was long before that. But then Caelum walked into his office, bathed in light like some careless ghost of summer, and everything he thought he knew started unraveling.

This world was built to stop him. They just don't know who "he" is yet.

1- I am not too much 'messages' nor 'call' » "So there, no, you have to send me messages," she said seriously. "Alright," I said lowering my head, she put her fingers on my chin and lifted my head, "I will miss you", the situation is quite funny, we have only known each other for a few hours and I know she was going to miss me too. I put my hand on her cheek and leaned down, our lips touching a little, "Can I?" " She didn't answer, she kissed me, I felt butterflies in my stomach and wanted to have her closer to me. My hands on her hips pulled her closer to me, I felt like it wasn't enough, but we had to stop, her mom was waiting for her, so I broke the kiss. "Now you have to send me messages" I nodded, she gave me a breathtaking smile. 2- There were two cars, one of which had overturned and was badly damaged. She slowed her car and got out with heavy, shaky, but firm steps. She approached the overturned car. She collapsed to her knees, her throat blocked, no sound coming out. Blood trickled out from the car. Her hands came within inches of her mouth and dropped abruptly, and a strident scream finally escaped from her. She couldn't hear herself, she could only hear a long whistling sound. But that didn't stop her from continuing her agonizing screams, tears streaming from her eyes with no way to stop them. She screamed and cried, wishing to the depths of her being that it had all been a dream. ... "That day in fall, after the storm  The sun returns brighter than ever And a sweet flower blooms, it is a rebirth. My Sweet Rose"

By 1899, the Wild West was breathing its last breath. Civilization was sweeping across America, bringing industry, order—and the slow death of outlaws like the Van der Linde Gang. But fate had other plans. Jasper Wynn, a modern man, suddenly finds himself transmigrated into the body of Dutch van der Linde—right in the middle of the infamous Blackwater heist. Armed with knowledge of history (and a healthy hatred of tragic endings), Dutch isn’t planning to go out like he did in the game. Instead of riding toward ruin, he sets out to reform the gang, transform their future, and build an empire that will shake the foundations of the 20th century. Before World War I… Before tanks and aircraft become household names… Dutch plans to turn Guarma Island into the birthplace of the most powerful arms company in the world. He won’t just fight to survive—he’ll dominate. Dutch: "Mr. Milton, I have 50,000 tanks, 3,000 aircraft, and 500,000 soldiers. Don’t you think it’s time I ran for president?" Milton: "…" Dutch: "Arthur… we are invincible!" An outrageous retelling of Red Dead Redemption 2 where Dutch doesn’t just have a plan—he has a future.

Dave finds James and gets his first taste of love,gets raped and hates love. Find out between James and Jasper who will make their name with Dave JAVE and who was not...

Xien Xie, the school's least popular loser, is about to get pummeled for the unforgivable sin of glancing at a girl's chest. Just another day in his pathetic life—until everything changes. Awakening the mysterious Time Stop System, Xien gains the power to freeze the world around him... and with it, a chance to flip the script on fate itself. His longtime crush? Now his first slave. His tormentors? Soon to learn what it means to mess with the wrong nobody. This isn’t your typical underdog story. It’s raw, ruthless, and unapologetically twisted. Read at your own risk. And hey if you don’t, maybe your search history will mysteriously go public. Just saying.

Yan Zhen is straight, he believes he is straight, he swears he is straight !! you should really trust him he is straight.. He has never slept with a woman, but he has never slept with a man either that means by default and by factory setting he is a straight man right ?? That is until Lin Chen walked through the door of his company and Yan Zhen is sure Lin Chen is the Devil trying to stray him away from the light and is infact here for the sole goal of *Seducing Him*. (CRACK BL )

Year 1540 Nicole is a lowly human from the mainland trying to make ends meet as she would often paint for middle and high-class people sometimes even Purebloods which was rare in her case. She receives little money which doesn’t financially support her living. Until one day she received an invitation from the Snow Kingdom to paint the great Lord Jasper Gervassius. She reaches the kingdom and Meets Lord Jasper in the hopes of making a big income she receives more than what she bargains for. ---------------------------------- Teaser: Jasper placed both of his hands on either side of Nicole's head trapping her with his body. He stared down at her looking at his sweet innocent lamb, he couldn't help but smile at her widely. Her doe-like eyes staring back at him only made him want to devour her "Why do you play these games with me darling you know I don't like it. I think you forgot who you're dealing with." He leaned down against her lips slightly flicking his tongue in her mouth making her crave for more."My Quahneah Woman" Nicole gasped in shock as she wondered how he knew her tribe's name. Before she could say another Jasper had cupped her cheek softly placing his lips on hers and kissing her softly as he slowly removed his hands against the wall. He was wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her body closer to his as there was no space between them. As they continued Nicole started to become breathless pulling herself back to breathe, she couldn't help but look up to see Jasper looking at her with a smile that was Duchenne. His purple orbs looked into her seeing the love and adorn affection he was showing her.  "Jasper I have a question to ask you" Jasper hummed waiting for her question" What are we going to do about the tirade ." Jasper's smile suddenly became sinister as he narrowed his eyes "Why don't you leave that to me, darling."

Being an Alpha's daughter might have given her shelter and the position of the pack Army commander, yet, it didn't give her what her heart craves for the most: being loved.Charlotte Adolph gave up on love when she didn't receive any from the people she considered her family, but her heart found its way to make space for her best friend, Stefan.But the same heart shattered to a myriad of pieces when she found out that he hid the fact that he had found his mate from her. On that same day, she was betrothed by her father to the Alpha of the Crystal Moon Pack, Alpha Jasper, who wanted her to submit to his commands.“Do you vow to obey all my commands and be submissive to me like your official husband and mate?”“I, Charlotte, will never obey your commands, I ain't your slave and I will never be submissive to you nor to anyone.”Will Alpha Jasper succeed in taming his Warrior Luna, or will love overshadow all flaws?

Haruto was just a quiet, bullied high school student—until he received a strange watch that can stop time for exactly ten seconds. What starts as a bizarre gift quickly becomes something far more dangerous. Shadows begin to move. Strange memories start to surface. And the world around him begins to change in ways he can't explain. Why was he chosen? What is this power really meant for? And why does it feel like someone’s always watching? With each second frozen in time, Haruto steps closer to a truth he’s not ready for. Some powers are given for a reason. Others… are given to awaken fate. Original work by Rudra Ansh. Also being posted on Royal Road.

|SEASON 1 OF BILL AND THE WHISTLING DEATH| |9X FEATURED · WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM| A troubled veteran attempts to forget the past by volunteering at Patriots Point Naval and Maritime Museum, but it proves difficult when he's close to the plane that changed his life forever--the Corsair. *** Retired Navy pilot William Beckington never planned to move on after The Incident and has lived with the guilt for seventy years. After failed attempts with PTSD counselors, his daughter recommends that he begin volunteering on the aircraft carrier CV-10 in Charleston, South Carolina. Reluctantly, Bill agrees, but his decision proves difficult when he stumbles back into the world of Corsairs, the plane he'd rather forget. Seeing that The Incident still haunts him, Bill's new friends attempt to help him remember his long-lost joy; he attends Bulldog Tours, learns the stories of other veterans, and strangely finds himself near the Corsair more than he would like. While nothing will free his mind from the traumatizing Incident, Bill must find a way to push past his grief and guilt to live the life he is meant to live--and rekindle his best friend's legacy before he succumbs. *** *There is a queer side character in this story, but it remains relatively quiet and is not the story's primary focus.* *Moral Lesson: "Loss hurts, but it's not the end of the world."* *Word Count: 50,000-52,000* Are you curious about the airplanes we have at Patriots Point? Feel free to check them out! https://www.patriotspoint.org/things-to-do/aircraft

A family betrayed, a nation in peril, and one girl who will discover her past and alter the course of history Cast out from a noble house, Alexandra must scrape by to survive in the slums of a city ruled by steam. Meeting others left orphaned, they fight every day for their next meal and a safe place to lay their heads. The only clue Alexandra has about her father is a sealed locket she holds close. But secrets of the past refuse to stay buried for long, and her locket may prove to be the key not only to her lost family, but the future of the nation as well. Under the spewing towers of steam, Alexandra and her friends set out to learn the secret of the locket and discover an adventure beyond their wildest dreams. As the land is thrown into turmoil and powerful forces gather to prevent the truth of the locket from being discovered, Alexandra must gather her wits and courage to survive. Traveling from the slums of the city to corrupted villages, to the great planes of the land pirates, to the ancient mountain where forgotten magics may dwell, one girl must stand alone, discover herself, discover her past, and decide what she holds dear.

Other Names : Whistling in the Dark *Regular Son-in-Law story, Revenge against his family who abandoned his mother and him in the early stages of life, Weak acting strong, Magical beasts, Poor to Rich, Fortune finder etc., *There might r18 and harem in future.