Tsk Garments

This novel is heavily based on the geometry and the creation of geometric shapes. Every shape reflects a different spell. For example, the circle represents fire, while the square represents earth. But there are countless elements beyond the basic ones, countless regular and irregular shapes, and many other things. Geometric shapes of various types on the two-dimensional plane, the appearance and evolution of concepts on the three-dimensional plane, prisms, antiprisms, Archimedean solids. But don't worry, it won't be too complicated. They are just shapes, after all. Furthermore, the best things are the four-dimensional shapes!! --- “Hey monster, you're not ready for this blow, but I don't give a shit!!” said Lian as he drew a giant circle in his mind. Then, a few istant later, a fireball as big as a house hit a monster just over 4 meters tall... It was a waste of resources, but it was damn fun! “BOOM!!!” he said as the fireball reached the monster, covering it entirely. The excitement on his face was palpable as his clothes and hair fluttered from the power generated by the impact. [Accuracy: 97%] “Tsk, it's really hard to achieve 100% accuracy when casting spells... that just means I have to do better!” Meanwhile, the monster and the entire area around him was destroyed. The crater was huge, flames burned the ground, and ash mixed with dust covered the air. --- In a world full of Gates, Mages and Knights work together to defend humanity from extinction Lian, a boy from a small town, awakens a very... unique system. Casting spells by drawing strange shapes in his mind had become normal for him by now. Thanks to the system, he had become a Mage, a human capable of using mana to cast spells. Facing monsters from the Gates had become routine. Studying magic was a pastime. After all, he had the System, he didn't need to study classical magic. Or maybe not... --- Hey guys, if you Like the novel, do not forget to follow me on Instagram. All the characters of the novel are there. Would you like to see Torren's appearance? Go there! IG: geometric_mage

Aisha's life is a stark portrait of resilience forged in the crucible of relentless adversity. A single mother of five sons, each a living testament to a man who abandoned her, she endures the ceaseless, corrosive scorn of her close-knit community. Branded a "loose woman," her reputation precedes her, isolating her in a suffocating atmosphere of judgment. Her days are punctuated not only by the whispered disapproval of her neighbors, but also by the daily struggle to provide for her children, often with meager resources. Her reflection in a cracked mirror, a constant reminder of her shattered past and the seemingly insurmountable challenges of her present, becomes a symbol of her fragmented identity. Yet, beneath the crushing weight of despair, Aisha's fierce, unwavering love for her sons acts as a defiant shield. This love fuels her quiet rebellion against the societal forces that seek to break her spirit, driving her to find strength where none seems to exist. The story delves into the profound impact of societal judgment, particularly on women, exploring the ways in which it can isolate and dehumanize. It also illuminates the indomitable strength of female resilience, highlighting the power of maternal love to transcend even the most harrowing circumstances, and ultimately, to pave a path toward a fragile, hard-won hope. Beyond the societal scorn, her life is a constant battle against poverty. Each sunrise brings the daunting task of stretching meager resources to feed and clothe her five sons. Market days become a gauntlet of haggling and bartering, where every coin is a hard-won victory. Her hands, calloused and worn, tell the story of countless hours spent washing clothes, mending garments, and tending to the small, stubborn patch of land that provides a meager supplement to their diet. The boys, ranging in age from toddler to teenager, are both her burden and her salvation. They are a constant source of worry, yet their laughter and innocent affection provide the only respite from the crushing weight of her circumstances. This daily struggle, this relentless fight for survival, becomes another layer of her resilience, a testament to her unwavering determination to protect her children.

When he was 5 years old, his mother was taken away, his glorious father was left disfigured making him a mad man. As if all of it weren't enough, Yichen was bullied with no one to save him. While he was on the edge of breaking up, help comes like a ray of sunshine. With this new help, he plans to get back together with his family and return things the way they were but a bigger purpose seems to have been waiting for him.

In a world where power is stitched into your skin, having no ability means you're nothing. Leia Crows was born into the most powerful family in the city — and cast out as a disgrace. Branded an E-rank with a worthless thread-based ability, she became a ghost in the shadows of legends. But when a forgotten book awakens her true potential, Leia begins to weave more than clothes — she stitches enchantments, illusions... and rebellion. From the gutters of exile to the halls of elite academies, from combat cloaks to reality-warping garments, Leia will rise through the ranks. Her thread will tie fates, break hierarchies, and unravel the world's greatest secret: Abilities can evolve — and so can legends. This is the rise of The Seamstress.

*Spawns into existence with an overpowered past* Walks in an elegant and dignified gait, takes a seat on a chair as if he was a sovereign and gazes down at you. "Hello, ladies~" I spoke in an enchanting yet overbearing tone, gazing at the ladies, who were dazed gazing up at me in a near-revering state. "And to you guys too" I mumbled in annoyance as my eyes landed on men. "Hey, can't you just remove men, except for me, from my world?" I asked _Eshwar_. (*_Eshwar_ choks on the drink he was drinking and glances away*) "Tsk, useless!" I cursed at him and glanced away, ignoring his menacing glare, that spoke volumes on his urge to erase me out of existence. "Him and I have spoken and we have come to an agreement on him telling you guys my opus, and heh, I will, of course, be the main focus, so ladies~~ You'll be seeing me soon~" I spoke to the ladies gazing up at me, while I continued to ignore the men in the crowd. Glancing to the side, my eyes fell on the men, who flinched at the ominous foreboding feeling that abruptly chruned their stomach, "You better keep your ladies safe...... since they'll be mine soon~~" I said with a smile that made men shudder while charming the women at the same time. My gaze swept over the crowd beneath, "Since the world I am to transmigrate into is overwhelmingly futuristic, there are many things to adventure about, so we have decided on, not dwelling too much on politics and other shit, but instead focus only on women and me~" I stated with an enchanting grin. *In a distinct chatter* "Oi, tell them the truth!!" _Eshwar_'s voice yelled at, from a distance..... "No wait, isn't he right? But a bit of politics should be good....." _Eshqar_'s mumbled whispers trickled my sensitive ears, but I didn't like the words that left his mouth. "Oi, we discussed not to include politics and shit like tha-" But it was already too late..... _Eshwar_'s pen wielding hand flitted across the plot filled sheets, as a subtle exclamation escaped his mouth, and at that, I could instantly tell that he was up to no good! "Oi-" "With a bit of politics!" He yelled from a distance, as a ghastly silence descended upon me and the crowd gazing up at me, while the men grinned mockingly and women tilted their heads to the side in such cuteness that I almost forgot the plight at hand. Afterall, when I narrated my opus, I stated repeatedly that I don't like politics! "You added politics?" I asked with a forced smile. "Mhm" _Eshwar_ nodded his head innocently. ".....politics?" "Yeah" "Ohyoumotherfu-" *with the distinct sounds of crashes, both of them fled from the scene* -- [AN's Promise] "Well, let's experience as many beautiful love stories as possible~" [A lovely bundle of fluffy love stories] -- AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T). Credits to the artist. I write with my phone so there could be typos, thank you! (Honest thoughts: Goddamn the art is goooood!! of course, I have edited it to link my novel to it, but DAYAM!!) •••• Golden Tickets [+5] = +1 Chapters Golden Tickets [+10] = +2 Chapters Golden Tickets [+20] = +3 Chapters Golden Tickets [+50] = +4 Chapters Golden Tickets [+100] = +5 Chapters

Two antagonizing forces in one body? Tsk, tsk what a mess. No, our MC isn't a hybrid but a host. In him, the lost power of a divine being–the celestial eyes, is sealed and unfortunately for him, the king of abyss –sheon, got sealed in him too. Unlike the celestial eyes, Sheon wasn't going to stand still and be a nice obedient prisoner. He was going to get out no matter what it costs. "Listen, kid. Don't think I'm your assistant just because you are my host. I'm one of the strongest and cruelest being. I am the devil king. I'm not going to be your night in shining armor, on the contrary... I wish to get rid of you. In that note, I'll turn everything and everyone against you until you'll have no reason to want to live, then I shall possess my host and accomplish my reign over humanity. Sheon wanted to make sure the human was clear about their relationship. Thinking he scared the kid, Henry's reply surprised him. "You're too loud for a prisoner... You might have been the king in your world, but here, you're locked up in my body–you're my prisoner. A tool for me to use, and with your powers, I'll survive. You want to turn the world against me? Sure go ahead, I'll entertain you as much as you want, but in the process I'll make you a slave that will forever grovel before me. I will conquer every obstacle you set and live the way I want and with my own rules." Henry's confidence surprised Sheon. "Interesting. And how do you think I'll lend you my powers?" "It's in me, I don't need permission to take it. Wait and see, I'll find a way to tame both you and your powers," Henry said with a firm tone. "You thrill me, kid, let me see how you manage to pull that off, entertain me." "Sit back and watch me conquer everything, and in the process, await your turn." A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL, makes me wonder who really is the devil between the two...they say...fear those who don't fear the devil, because he has to be more scarier than the devil. The world against him... let's see how Henry survives; shall we dive into the story then?

Soo hee , who was in assassination organisation Suddenly transferred in a novel she once read She was born within the organisation headquarters with several experiments on her Focused mainly on whether humans can manifest mana or not That illegal organisation was sponsored by billionaires . Also backed by the government as top secret !! at the age of 7 years old she concurred mana and had potential assassination experience with 3 more experimented childrens However, this came to an end , by the order of government officials she's now with a new adoptive family, not a good one . Nevertheless , She is living her daily life in highschool has friends but with a fake mask . she was enjoying the evening mesmerizing breeze on top of the terrace of school but suddenly someone pushed her , " What , what's happening!!? ,this can't be , "I can't use my magic " "The time froze " , what's happening " I'm suddenly loosing my sight , this can't be " tsk tsk how long you are going to sleep "what " wt.. opening her eyes , an unfamiliar celing , a window with very little light and a cold attic ....Da dun .... " did someone just pushed me off bed " , my lady how long are you going to sleep , sleeping and dreaming won't help you escaping reality just eat and put my work at ease " she looked like a maid dark brown hairs ... " Soo hee : what's your name ? , haa ! hahaa have you finally lost it , well you can call me miss Betty ! soo hee : Betty ..... o_o wait !! Betty volsky, hmmmm .. why , have you finally lost your mind , so what !! it's me soo hee : this can't be she looked at the mirror in front of her , an anonymous girl was sitting at floor she looked at her frail hands what!! seriously!! " am I , In my novel , no way !! status window : Welcome my esteemed player !!... Survive .. !! quest

Warning: -Sexual content- Dual Cultivation ( pure fertilization ) -Not a Simp Mc -Op Mc, powerful system -I don't give a fuck you are dying, Type MC -Narcissist, Egoist Mc but not that mentally weak to react immediately #Book supports game element: - 500 Powerstone = 1 lottery for MC - 50 Golden ticket = 1 lottery for Mc - Holiday theme special plotlines. Cover: Thanks Miso_Hen ——— Ah! Here we go again, another edgy villain novel that haunts the protagonist, aka, the chosen son of heaven. Tsk! Such a cliche! Constantly used plotline with repeated storyline. Hunt the protagonist with a Jade like beautiful sister and steal his sister after 50 chapters milking his luck. Hunt the protagonist with this cheat, hunt the protagonist with that cheat. --- Beta: Ahhh! Damn it... When will the good day come? Author: Well, don't ask me, I just got here. Beta: Fuck it! I want a good story. Author: Junior, trust this senior, this is a good one Beta: Arggh! Shut up! I hate it. Author: courting death! Go and ask Yama how good this is. Beta: Y-You, how dare you? Author: I will give you 10 breaths of time, cripple your cultivation, and scram!! Beta: Good! Very Good! Author: *Raises his eyebrows and turns beta into useless dust particles* ----- Chad: senior, I have been enlightened, I wish to know more about what you have in this ancient script. Author: ah! An intelligent and wise junior, you have raised a very good question. Here are things this forbidden ancient script contains. •Sinful activity: this book contains the profound sinful activity of balancing the Yin and Yang, by, shoving the mighty Yang rod in the Yin Hole. •System - MC relationship: fuck... Ahem* Ahem* sorry for tongue slip. Forget the classic old system, here take this hot waifu tsundere system. ( not that edgy ) •Steal everything: junior! Are you tired of Mc only stealing the jade beauties that were created for the protagonist? Well, let's process further and add the Protagonist's mother, aunt, and sister, into Mc's harem. Chad: oh! The senior really blessed me with such a divine forbidden Scripture, here take my money and give me the chapters. Author: oh! Ho Ho! I haven't finished yet. Here are a few more. •Cold, ruthless, protagonist: sorry, but, he will even kill the child as long as he gets something in return. Throw; morality and humanity out the window. ( not a classical ‘Villan’ who only hunts the protagonist. The story doesn't just revolve around hunting the chosen one, ) •Just because you are a heroine doesn't mean, you can step on my head, know your place. Mc will even kill the heroine if they bother him. Chad: Say no less senior, from today onward, I will join your sect and follow you till I die. * Kneels and accept author as his master * Author: Very well, here is the key to join my sect. https://discord.com/invite/QaCzkvHsuN https://discord.com/invite/tknrUfPfrb https://dsc.gg/culturesect Chad: Thanks senior, I will join the sect immediately. Author: I see great potential in you junior, trust me, you will go way forward. Chad: You honor me with your words senior, please, let me read the forbidden Scripture that is banned by the heavens. Author: say no more! ——— Tags: OP MC, SYSTEM, HAREM, ACTION, ADVENTURE, THREESOME, Not so dumb Mc, Ancient treasure, Edgy writing, I don't give a Shit -Mc, not my problem- Mc, powerful battles, dual cultivation, diverse race harem, Evil Mc.

[Mature Content] Living his whole life in regret and self-loathing, Hirvan took his last breath thinking he had paid his debts by sacrificing his life for his two sons. However, opening his eyes again, he found himself in a young boy’s body. Can he live for himself this time? ******* First day at university: Other students: Ahhhhhh, it's senior Angel! Thank you, God, for letting us attend the same uni as our male god! Hirvan: Oh, My cute little Yuze. Others: ???? During the orientation: Student 1: What’s with our luck? My husband is going to give us a speech! Studant2: Ren MengSheng, my Idol! I can die in peace! Hirvan: Oh, Son, don’t be nervous. Daddy is here! Others: WTF! In a business seminar at the university: Student 1: That's the legend of the business world! Elian Ashford! Student 2: He is the wealthiest man of the year! Student 3: The most wanted bachelor for the past ten years! Hirvan: Tsk, the cheap father of mine. Others: Whaaaattt???

Ryo Fukui didn't have big plans for Uni this year. A few parties, game nights, studying, part-time work. Just like his first year. After all, simply getting accepted into the dorms finally shouldn't bring that large of a change. Or so he had thought. What started off as a strange brother pact on the first day quickly continued to spiral out of control. He found himself slowly getting caught up in the pace of his roommate, a pace that he didn't mind at all. Parties, movies, adventures. Yeah, this was probably how Uni should have been in the first place—he'd locked himself in too much first year. But why is it that despite Haruto dragging him out again, Nari is here and he isn't... "Ryo—are you not listening again? Want me to kick you again?" "What—no, of course not. I was just wondering where your boyfriend went." "Tsk... why is it I feel like the third wheel whenever you and him hang out..." A story which follows Ryo as he slowly realizes that sometimes you wind up liking someone you know you shouldn't.

"I may have been trampled upon awfully in the past...but my past is my prologue." Living as a little poor son of a harlot, Umbra grew up in the worst way imaginable. With his village under the slavery of the Cruceni Overlords, he encountered cruelty, both domestic and not. Things only got worse with his mother's mysterious death, and his forced adoption by an aunt. The oppression continued, but Umbra bore it all. All because he thought he could do nothing. "Perhaps, that's just the way the world works. Using the scale of power." But the aftermaths of bizarre events leads Umbra to realize that he has a hidden dark bloodline inside of him, dormant all these years. But with a single downside; those powers eventually turn self destructive in the end. But before then... 'I won't revenge...Tsk, that's for the weak...' 'I have witnessed deep suffering first hand, and now I know what I must do.' 'I'll erase suffering and pain from all the realms, as long as I have this power...' 'Even though, I die in the end, at least no one gets to go through what I did...' '...' So he has to forge on ahead, not for his sake, but for the World. But almost all good people always have a hidden motive, and Umbra's own is truly... It could save or raze the realms.

Your body definitely doesn't wanna get up. 'Cause it enjoys the soft bed, and it feels like staying from now till... does it really care? As far as you're ready to give it this sleep, it wouldn't wanna wake up ever again! "Awake, awake; put on thy strength, O Zion; put on thy beautiful garments, O Jerusalem, the holy city: for henceforth there shall no more come into thee the uncircumcised and the unclean. (Isaiah 52:1)"

I die, and I get stronger. Every time I kick the bucket, I not only jump into another world—but I also rack up all kinds of insane rewards! To enjoy a carefree life in the main world—a radioactive wasteland straight out of a nightmare—I have to keep dying in every other world I visit! Some say I’m insane. Others think I’m some selfless martyr who always takes the hit for his team. But let me make one thing clear: I’m not here to be a hero. I just want everyone to beat me to death! And if you can’t kill me? Then sorry—I’ll kill you instead. What’s that? You’re wondering how I keep coming back after dying? How I’ve already reached “Stage Two”? Tsk. Isn’t that just standard issue for every overpowered protagonist? Alright, let’s start small. Goal #1: Let Godzilla blast me in the face with his atomic breath! World Travelled #Fallout #The Amazing Spider-Man —————————————————— name: 每次死亡都变得更强大：我在宇宙世界不断寻求死亡 author: 牛大人 —————————————————— I translate Chinese fanfictions from the following websites: LOFTER ,JJWXC, qidian AO3. You can find the originals at the following details I have respectably provided as I support these chinese writers! If you want to read more there’s 15, 30, 50 chapters there of my written fanfictions and translated works in my Pat.Reon. Here is the link: https://patreon.com/Lord_Oozebane?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink And if you can’t find it just type my name: patreon.com/Lord_Oozebane

Zion Freese died while sitting in a wooden chair in the bus stop station after accidentally getting hit by a truck.  He thought it was the end, but unknowingly he transmigrated and became Zion Altaria, the illegitimate son of King Lionel Altaria, the ruler of the Terun empire, the strongest empire on the continent of Garenia…  Because his mother was branded a slave, he was known to defame and dilute the bloodline of the royal family. He was the king’s greatest disgrace because of his very existence. The king had sinned against his ancestor.  When he turned 15, his brothers and sister set him up, which led the King/father to seethe in anger, ordering the guard to throw him in a ship and banishing him to never return to the kingdom. If he ever does so, he will be killed immediately. Darn that I just transmigrated and this is the first thing I experience no shit Sherlock... screw your empire... Ding... congratulations to the host on obtaining the wooden throne system.  "So, what if I’m banished to never return? I intend to use my system to create my own territory that those royals will envy. Let me sit on my wooden throne and savor this moment Hahaha "  "The journey of conquering starts with me. Hail me, the king. Cool Hahaha" [Tsk… Good for you, host] "...." Zion "...." system ......... ........ Note: English is not my first language, so please bear with me. Thank you for reading my webnovel. I hope you enjoyed it ........ Note from the author: Could you leave a review, and comment on the book?

Lincoln is ready to risk everything to be with Whitney—the woman who’s captured his heart and ignited his soul. But standing in their way is her formidable mother, Becky… and a secret that could destroy them all. Years ago, Lincoln and Becky were lovers, bound by passion and torn apart by betrayal. Now, as past sins rise to the surface, Whitney’s devotion warps into desperation. Her ultimatum is terrifying: let her marry Lincoln, or she’ll take not only her own life—but her mother’s too. In a twisted triangle of love, lies, and obsession, the line between devotion and destruction vanishes.

Suddenly standing up from where she formerly sat the nine years old Aiden placed her little hands her flat chest to make a confession " I love you butt face !" "I want to be your waifu " Aiden made her confession with a straight face. The thirteen years old boy who had been sitting quietly on a rock listening to the child confess her love for him, looked up to meet the expectant eyes of the child "Tsk tsk tsk you're still a child " "by the way, I'm not gay" he chuckled looking at the petite brunette with amusement Her eyes which had turned sad and teary immediately glistened with joy as he mentioned not being gay. Moving to where the teenage boy sat , she put her hands around his neck and whispered " It's alright, you'll just turn gay for me" Audrey who was left dumbstruck by what the little girl said didn't know what to reply. Getting up from her previous squatting position she straightened her clothes and cleaned the dirt that had gotten on it. " When I grow up I'll turn into a lady for you if I'm not able to , you'll be a gay just for me" she said walking away from the confused lad as she smiled sweetly to herself. Unlike the smile on her face the other was in a state of confusion " What books have you been reading these days?" ***** "Do you love me?" Audrey asked the lady whose hands he had pinned to the wall "No" "Are you sure" he asked again "I'm sure" she replied knowing fully well that she was lying to both he and herself " Then why did you dress all girly for me "Aiden replied with a hesteric look on her face "Wh... what y.. you... asked me to wear this" "Mhmm, I guess I did" he concord "I'm just helping a certain someone fulfill their promise" mimicking a child's voice he said " I'll turn to a lady for you if I can't you'll turn gay for me" "Do you remember anything ?" "I would have gladly turned gay for you but there's no need since you are already a lady" "Aren't we a match made in heaven ?" He asked looking at the girl who was trying to digest all she had heard. " You .... you're..." "Butt face! " they both completed the unfinished sentence, one looking surprised the other smiled mischievously.

“Tsk, Spener… you thought I came all the way here to grant your wish?” I asked my voice husky and cold. His eyes flashed with fear and I could sense dread in his eyes as he shook his head in terror. “Please…. one more chance” he sobbed as the tears rolled down his eyes and I burst into laughter. Of course, I could be a little bit of a psychopath when the sun goes down. Las Vegas is a city that never sleeps, much like Leonardo "Leo" DeLuca, heir to one of the most powerful mafia families in the country. Cold-hearted and ruthless, Leo is a man feared by many and trusted by few. His only focus is maintaining his empire—until his father, Don Vito, presents him with an ultimatum: marry within a year or lose everything to his illegitimate half-brother, Marco.   Enter Isla Romano, Leo’s new assistant. Strong-willed, intelligent, and desperate to escape her financial burdens, Isla becomes the perfect candidate for his proposal—a marriage in name only. She agrees, believing she can handle a man like Leo. But as they navigate their dangerous arrangement, she begins to see the cracks in his armor.   As Leo lets Isla in, his past resurfaces—old enemies, long-buried secrets, and a woman from his past, Sophia LaRosa, who refuses to let go. Marco, fueled by hatred, seizes the opportunity to strike, aligning himself with dangerous rivals to overthrow Leo.   When betrayals come from the people closest to them, Leo and Isla must fight for survival—not just for their empire, but for each other.   But in a world where love is a weakness and power is everything, can they defy the odds? Or will the ghosts of the past destroy them both?  

On a night so beautiful and calm, to the extent it was almost suspicious. A lady walked through a garden, it was called the garden of death due to the amount of bodies beneath it but all she could see was beauty and excellence. She was adorned in exquisite scarlet garment, embodying timeless elegance, she took slow steps as her mind was heavy with thoughts. 'The Red moon is coming soon' she thought and sighed. For others this was a time to rejoice, as the new Alpha would be crowned. Her mate would become ruler. She was to be brimming with excitement but her face was pale and she looked rather lost. Because for her this was the time she would be separated from her mate. She knew the ritual wouldn't be a success, she cursed the gods for giving her this power and the ability to see the future, which never failed to bring her sadness over and over. 'Lui Feng, I promise to return, so please hold on', she thought tears welling up in her eyes. Lui Feng would do well without her, at least she hoped he would. He didn't. He grew cold, numb and empty, day after day since her death. He had become detached to everything around him and locked away his emotions, the loss of his mate was too much pain to carry resulting in the loss of his sense of humanity. Now she had been reincarnated as someone much different from who she used to be, would she be able to melt his cold heart and face the many tribulations ahead as another moon was coming? Or will this love story end as tragically as it was meant to? Happy Reading :) Disclaimer: I do not own the cover.

(Under revising, sorry for the slow update, and thank you for waiting) After waking up and having her memories back, she refused to let them go "huh, she really thinks she can hide from me, I'll make her suffer double what i suffered" "tsk, those people dare bully my family behind my back?! Let's see how brave you are to ignore my words" Everybody get in the line, it's time for your penalty. BUT as they say love really likes to play dirty. Who would have thought that the man she'll fell in love with will be related to her past and would be her worse nightmare. How in the hell I fell in such situation, WHY DOES MY IQ FELL EVERY TIME I MEET HIM???? SHIT, should I take responsibility, but... HEYY WHAT AM I THINKING.. HE'S THE ONE WHO TOOK MY PRECIOUS WHY SHOULD I TAKE RESPONSIBILITY ?? "Because you jumped at me, you don't think you can run without compensation?" "What do you want" With a smirk "off course... YOU"

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ] “Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.” Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy. Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life. What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes? -------------- Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned! -------------- Sneak Peek: He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told. Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”

At the beginning, he said: “Little concubine from Jiangning County, what an insult to status, I won't marry!” After seeing it, he tsk-tsk: “It's so weak, it's too weak, I don't want it!” When she came to the door alone with a marriage certificate, he stood leaning against the door and smiled subduedly, “Come and let me marry you? But I don't want to marry young!” Knowing that she came to divorce the engagement, his complexion was completely dark, and he wanted to kill someone gloomyly, “Who gave you the courage to withdraw the young master's engagement?” … Su Rong felt that Princess Duanhua might be blind. This person is so pampered, how could it be worth her to die and live for him? If I had known, when she saw him for the first time, she threw the divorce letter in his face. ————————————— The hibiscus pillow is delicate and springy, and the hall is full of flowers drunk without knowing it. ——Su Rong A young man in fresh clothes and angry horse walks, and his whole life is a mistake. ——Zhou Gu Your wish is my wish, I wish to know you early, to protect you with brocade red in the jade hall, break through obstacles, cut thorns, hands are not stained with blood, clean, and I am the gentle and soft little girl I first saw. Your wish is my wish, I wish I had known you earlier, when you were bright and bright, I was careful not to approach, frightened the sparrows, and prayed to turn into the moon in the sky, projected into your arms, to accompany you to see the flowers in spring and the snow in winter, and Changan every year.

This web novel is totally out of service , What is the problem with everything here ? Are you begging me not to write any bull here or what ?!!! Tsk

Dies ist die Geschichte eines verrückten Lichs, der ein internes Spielsystem besitzt und eine Katastrophe über die ganze Welt bringt. "Schauen wir uns heute die täglichen Quests an... es ist wieder die verdammte Auswahl einer von zwei Möglichkeiten. Zerstöre eine Stadt mit 30.000 Einwohnern oder mehr; Belohnung: 10.000 böse Punkte. Stehle 3 Kindern die Lutscher; Belohnung: 1 Minuspunkt. Wenn keine der beiden Aufgaben erfüllt wird, werden 2 Punkte abgezogen." "Tsk! Hältst du mich für dumm? Wenn ich wirklich eine Stadt zerstören würde, würde mich mit Sicherheit ein Kreuzzug von Heiligen Rittern mit dem Rang eines Mythos jagen. Selbst wenn ich mir die Punkte verdienen würde, hätte ich kein Leben mehr, um sie auszugeben. Ich sollte lieber ein freundlicher Lollipop-Bandit sein." Ich hatte schon genug davon, ein berüchtigter Lich zu sein. Wer sagt, dass ein Lich nicht auch ein guter Mensch sein kann? Ich werde definitiv dieses verdammte System besiegen und ein aufrechter und würdiger guter Mensch sein.

Alex now 11 years old, had lived a solitary life within the confines of his room, content with what he had and avoid the outside world. The quiet routine was shattered by the scraping of paper against the floor a letter had been slipped under his door. It was from the clan elders, assigning him his first mission a simple resource collection run with a party. He tried to rationalize a refusal, but the unspoken threat hung heavy in the air "comply, or be cast out". With a sigh, Alex donned the clan's standard three-layered suit, a garment he hadn't worn in years, and stepped out into the unfamiliar light, venturing into the unknown.

In the church's prison, a man looked at his shackles. 'Little girl... is this the ending you wanted to see?' Thinking back to that resolute and pretty face in his memory and that golden hair like the blooming sunset, Lister sighed. 'If I had known that my end will be like this, I might as well have abandoned that little useless princess, opened a small tavern, and found a woman to spend my life with.' "Man, how unlucky am I..." Lister remembered that while he was playing with these little fluffy monster girls, he used to often tease a certain witch that she would accidentally end up on the stake, making her puzzled, but he didn't expect that he would be the one to go up first. "If all this could start over... I should have chosen the monster girls after all." "Oh? Really?" A cold yet teasing voice sounded beside him. As he turned his head to look, powerful magic energy gathered and swirled, and finally, a tall female figure walked out of it. She wore a tight black dress that showed off her curvy, mature figure. Lister knew her... or rather, should have known her. 'The Sinful Dragon Demon Lord, Priscilla' "Did you really mean it when you said you'd choose monster girls?" "...I wonder if the mighty Demon Lord has decided to grace me with a heart-to-heart in this cozy little prison." "As expected of the mastermind who single-handedly helped that incompetent woman to the throne. Even now you have the energy to crack jokes?" "You flatter me. I think it's quite humanistic for a Demon Lord who has children for breakfast, lunch, and dinner to chat with a dying man in prison." "Tsk, getting upset over a little teasing already?" "Sigh, alright, I don't have much time either. Let me get to the point with you. What are you still waiting for here, waiting to die?" "I don't know, maybe waiting for a female Demon Lord to come swoop in and save me?" "You know Aurola has abandoned you. What are you still hoping for?" "...So what does this have to do with the Demon Lord? We only have a very shallow cooperative relationship; I don't think it matters if I die or not." "Of course it does." Priscilla smiled and pressed the blunt end of her dragon horn against his forehead. "Because I want you, but I'm different from Aurola. What she gave you, I can give. What she couldn't give you, I can also give. Didn't you want to choose monster girls? In the Demon Capital, there are all kinds of monster girls. You can pick whichever you like." "Then, are there fluffy and warm ones?" "...I think the ones with hard scales and slender, elegant physiques are not bad either." "Ahem, I digress." "Anyway, I understand you better than you think. As long as you come with me to the Demon Capital, I will satisfy your everything within my power. As long as you promise me one thing..." "I know." Lister picked up where Priscilla left off, smiling back at her. "You want me, right?" "What a smarty~. So, you agree?" "Mm. I'll go with you." 'And come on, it's fluffy monster girls' 'I can't refuse.'

“You think you have everything figured out by forcing me to marry you, don’t you? Tsk!” Roxanne spat mockingly, her eyes spitting fire at the man before her. “I love you too, Roxxy.” Sebastian regarded her with an endearment that always caused her skin to crawl. A soft smile laced his lips-one she longed to wipe off his face. If possible, Roxanne wished she could tear his treacherous face with her bare hands. “I will so make you pay, Sebastian Sinclair. You would wish you never crossed paths with me. That is a promise!” As she whispered these words into his ear, her warm breath tickled his skin, causing Sebastian to lose control. Before she could step away from him, he swiftly grabbed her by the waist and pulled her closer. The slow love song in the background added to the fake image of love between the couple. The grand wedding reception had no flaw, except the singular couple that stood in the middle of the dance floor. One was overjoyed to finally have her, while the other couldn’t wait to torment him for every pain he caused her. “Get your filthy hands off…” Before Roxanne could finish her words, her husband claimed her lips hungrily, causing her to go stiff in his arms, after all, she couldn’t push him away in the presence of all the guests. The loud cheers and applause filled the room, making almost everyone envious of the power couple. However, one thing was certain, all hell would break loose soon enough. ============== In her past life, Roxanne Winslow felt nothing but pure hatred towards her husband. For all she knew, he got her brother arrested and later murdered in prison. However, he still used that fact to force her into a marriage, hiding the truth about her brother’s death from her. As payback, Roxanne cheated on him, plotted, and even schemed against her husband, until she was finally faced with a divorce agreement from Sebastian. It was only after she gladly signed the divorce document and ended up betrayed, scammed, miserable and dead that she realised Sebastian Sinclair has always been the umbrella that blocked out the scorching sun for her. Now that she got a second chance to live, Roxanne would worship the ground on which Sebastian steps, just so he won’t bring up the topic of divorce. She must atone for all her sins, protect Sebastian, and make him happy in this lifetime. The problem is, even if she wanted to remain Mrs Sinclair, a thousand reasons were waiting to tear their fragile union apart...

[Mature Content: R18] ~Synopsis~ "Someone as human as you don't deserve to be his Luna, Olivia Montes. Do you think you can stand the pressure of running this pack with him beside you? Tsk, the good answer is... NO... So if you know what is good for you, stick your ass to being the lowly human mate you are. I, the born wolf and the beta's daughter only deserve to be his Luna." She said to me; the woman who believe she deserves to be his Luna and not me. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized that this man, once the dangerous person I knew, the chill in his demeanor though still intimidating, gave way to a radiant that captivated my heart - his eyes once frosty and detached, now shone with the intensity that made my heart race. How could one turn from being dangerous to radiating a sense of warmth and shelter? How could I escape his deadly charms? And now how could I keep this man who my heart yearned for when I am hated for being beside him? Losing his mother in the hands of powerful men who claimed to be the elders and protectors of the Black Rager Pack power, Liam Blackwood was faced with the same fate that took his mother's life, the crime of having a human mate who will never be accepted in the pack as the Luna. Revenging the death of his mother, Liam became what they call, the dangerous Alpha's son. However, meeting his human mate, Liam found himself being defeated by just every little thing she did. To keep her forever beside him, he had to take a step, though this step was a step filled with guilt, he made a promise to himself to forever protect her. Vowing to never tint the divine bond by keeping his mate and making her his Luna, will Liam survive with the threats and consequences that follow, threats that may put him and the pack in great trouble? ***** I joined the Viral Book Call competition with this book. Please kindly support me! Thank you so much!

[A True Life Story in Fiction] Yetunde, an orphan was fortunate to meet Segun the bonfire son of a former Minister of the Federal Republic of Nigeria. A highly notable, notorious, respected, prominent, wealthy politician based in the ancient city of Ibadan. The unserious love-affairs that transparent between Segun and Yetunde became a reality eventually. The desperate lad of rich politician trickily trapped Yetunde in love and deveined her on the first day of visitation as guest with a ticket for regrets. Meanwhile, Segun’s father could not hold back his passionate affection for Yetunde, a pretty innocent undergraduate in one of the foremost Nigeria University. A good breeding is not pursuable. Yetunde was raped by Segun’s father with the promise of inflicting care if the secret could be a sealed deal forever! What a great taboo and heinous crime? Both the father and son are eating inside the same soup pot of love unknowingly. Unfortunately, Yetunde got pregnant by the politician but the bargain hooked Segun to be held responsible instead. Eventually, Yetunde gave birth to Junior for Segun that resembled the father in-law like a duplicate. Thereafter, she was dashed with #100 Million Naira cash-gifts for hiding the truth against all odds and suspicions. Meanwhile, if the garments on masquerade caught fire; face of the image inside will be identified. Although it may take time, the photographer will one day present the picture of captured images taken with the camera! For how long will The Sealed Secret remain intact and unexposed as promised by Yetunde? When the forest of terror is set-ablaze; lion must not stay inside the den as the king. Really, you are about to unveil one of the most complicated life experience. How Yetunde kept the solemn promise is the pad upon which the tale in The Sealed Secret rests.

Otome game. A reverse harem, at that. Seriously, no sane person would willingly play something like that. And yet, chuckle... I wasn't in my right mind. Tsk! To think I actually played this shit. Ahhh... well, no use denying it now. After dying, I got reincarnated, or maybe transmigrated would be a correct term, into the talented senior brother of the story's main villainess. Yeah, you heard that right. Talented. Indeed! This guy was so ridiculously overpowered that he didn’t even make it to the start of the story. Just straight-up died before even the main characters would be introduced. Like, seriously? Sigh... But worry not, I indeed got a golden figure to aid me. [Loading...] [Congratulations, You have been chosen as the host of The Villainess Guardian System!] Da Fck!! [Welcome, Host. As the name suggests, this system will reward you for aiding the villainess and plundering opportunities from the chosen ones.] The basic C****** Shit huh. [However be cautious, if the villainess faces defeat, the consequences will hit you five times harder. And if she dies, you will die five times more painfully.]