Expressions Oozing

"Kill them all...Burn it down..." Those are the words I heard echoing in my head ever since the day I woke up in Lorelei. The voice sounds familiar. I've heard it before. But would it be crazy if I said it sounded like me? Would it be crazy...if I said i remembered dying? Utterly rediculous. To repeat the same thing over and over, expecting a different result while changing absolutely nothing. I was the son of a Duke and a commoner in a foreign land. Through pain and suffering, I somehow managed to marry a beautiful Princess of that land. You know...after my father got eaten by a dragon. And after being locked in a dungeon and tortured by her insane sister... But none of that matters now. Because my world lies in ruins. Everyone I've ever known is dead. All except my beloved, who stands to protect me with her shield. But I don't mean to say that things have been destroyed... What I mean, is much simpler. Avernia is gone. Gone forever. Lost to the plague I called 'The Black Ooze'. But I'll avenge it. I'll kill the one responsibke for massacring my family and destroying my world. They'll regret having made an enemy out of me. Because the sword I wield is called Vengeance. The Overseer sword. The Omni-Weapon. No matter the cost...I will have vengeance. I'll kill them all. I'll burn everything down. Author's note: I sincerely hope you enjoy my work, but keep in mind that I am my own editor and I don't see everything. there might still be a few errors. Sorry! This is an original work.

In Japan of 1992, just after the economic bubble burst, society's public safety began to deteriorate. Xu Tianze finds himself transmigrated into the body of a detective named Aoyama Hidenobu, and the moment he opens his eyes, he discovers himself bound up tightly... Entering the new century, a prestigious magazine proclaimed that although Japan has lost a decade since the 90s, they gained a legendary figure like Aoyama Hidenobu. Regarding this, some Japanese nationals expressed: 'Damn it! We'd rather lose another 100 years than have this traitor to our country!' This book is also known as 'This Tokyo is Somewhat Hot.' PS: The protagonist is a rascal, acting with contempt, decisive in killing and fighting, purely for the thrill, not for the faint-hearted.

Bound together by an imperial arranged marriage, Li Yuyan is scorned for her association with the ill and blind crown prince. Publicly, she stands up for the seemingly gentle and perfect prince, and he in turn protects her from criticism. Privately, she contemplates inheriting a fortune if he dies, while he considers eliminating her if she steps out of line. Unknown to all, the beauty and brilliance they keep hidden will unveil. During their wedding night, as she cures his blindness and cold ailment, but not his secret illness, she discovers the deceit. Realizing she's been tricked, she tries to flee, only to find herself trapped by him as he expresses his fascination with her.

To save her sick brother, she got involved with a mysterious man. Four years later, she was cornered against a wall by the man and only then did she realize that she had tricked a business tycoon, the fearsome King of Hell of the capital city." She instantly became submissive, "We've already settled our debts, you shouldn't hold a grudge after the fact, are you!?" "Abandoning your husband and child and now you're saying I can't settle scores?!" the man said through gritted teeth with a dark expression, "You won't be rid of me for the rest of your life!"

This is a compilation of random ideas of mine. Perhaps, if there is a story that has similarities with others, let me apologize first. Hope not get too hopeful for a quick update and this short story series is just a place for me to express or throw my most random ideas. Enjoy, beloveds. - Sincerely, Romanius

Heroes. Icons of hope. Defenders of the weak. They are not bound by duty, nor are they compelled by law. And yet, they rise. They stand between chaos and order, not because they must, but because they choose to. That choice—the willingness to fight for others—is what makes them more than just people with powers. It makes them legends. Every child dreams of being one. Of soaring through the skies, of standing tall against the forces of evil, of hearing their name chanted by the people they save. To be strong. To be admired. To matter. Kevin Trades once shared that dream. But dreams are fragile things. The cold wind howled past his ears as he plummeted. The night sky stretched above him, a canvas of stars indifferent to the boy who had just been thrown from a rooftop. The world around him blurred, city lights twisting into streaks of yellow and white. His body twisted midair, arms flailing as he reached for anything—something—to stop his fall. But there was nothing. Only gravity’s cruel embrace pulling him down, faster and faster. Then—impact. Pain exploded through his body. He hit the pavement hard, his vision flashing white before turning to darkness. For a moment, there was nothing but silence. The world felt distant, like a bad dream he couldn’t wake from. Then, the taste of metal filled his mouth. A weak cough escaped his lips, splattering liquid onto the cold concrete beneath him. He forced his eyes open, the dim glow of a nearby streetlight illuminating the substance pooling by his face. It wasn’t red. Blue. A deep, rich blue, glistening under the light like liquid sapphire. Kevin’s breath hitched. His trembling fingers reached out, touching the unnatural blood oozing from his lips. It was real. Something inside him stirred. A realization. A possibility. Maybe… just maybe… He could become a hero.

Gu Huai'an, un jeune scion du Manoir du Cour n°01, était devenu le commandant en chef du Centre de commande de l'Aviation Dragon à un très jeune âge. Il était connu pour son comportement froid et souriait ou riait rarement. Non seulement il provenait d'une famille distinguée, mais il était également le joyau inatteignable du Manoir de Beidu n°01. Soudain un jour, il entendit quelqu'un l'appeler "petit frère". Quand il suivit la voix, une jolie fille au visage indifférent demanda : "Excusez-moi, monsieur, est-ce que je vous connais ?" Mais en même temps : 【Wow, le petit frère est tellement beau.】 【Il y a des montagnes au-delà des montagnes, des bâtiments au-delà des bâtiments, mais le petit frère est beau et doux.】 【Petit frère, fais un câlin !】 Gu Huai'an : …… La bouche de la petite fille, trompeuse comme celle d'un fantôme. ********* Song Yunuan a été transmigrée dans un roman d'époque et est devenue une méchante mineure qui fut rapidement éliminée – un rôle trop petit pour être plus petit. Lors de son premier jour dans le livre, elle se tenait dans la cour de la famille Song, essayant de se rappeler pourquoi toute la famille Song serait exterminée dans l'histoire. Au final, elle ne remarqua pas les expressions pétrifiées collectives des membres de la famille Song. Plus tard… Son père devint l'homme le plus riche, son frère un avocat de premier plan, son jeune frère un scientifique, sa jeune tante une chanteuse, et même sa grand-mère devint une propriétaire foncière. Elle-même se transforma en la chérie adorée de tous. Song Yunuan : Qu'est-il arrivé au début infernal qui m'était promis ?

Tetsuo Kawaguchi, a young man with a tragic and messed up past that made him unable to express or feel any kind of emotion passed the entrance exams and enrolled into Toshigawa Academy. After playing basketball again in a gym session he felt as if something was slowly changing within him. After various encounters with other like minded people passionate about the sport and his little sister persuading him to play again, Tetsuo joins the team in order to not only play the sport that he loved as a child but also to overcome his traumatic past.

Three months had passed since Riku and Ziya had moved in together. But instead of growth of affection between them, they had been separating from each other little by little, until Ziya discovered her lover crying at midnight. After that night, the hustle for the solution to the unseen problem exposed many unseen paths of expression, where she found herself and overcame her fear, whereas he found the reward for his hustle.

This is a forgotten era, more ancient than the age of Yan and Huang, where the land was vast, and the sky was filled with the scent of blood.This is a dark period for humanity, a time when the Hundred Clans, more ferocious than vengeful ghosts, burned cities and bathed the land in blood.This is the soul of a slumbering warrior, one who has been dormant for hundreds of millions of years, a soul whose blood burns hotter than the sun, destined to conquer the eight directions and stain the heavens in crimson.... In this world, humanity only believes in itself. They do not seek immortals, do not worship gods, and do not revere Buddha—because all of them are enemies! I am a novice writer, and this is my first work. There may be some vocabulary and grammatical expression errors in the content and structure of the article. I kindly ask for your understanding and patience

[WSA entry, Romance Fantasy] After dying on a train to Guilin, Hatsuki found herself being saved by a mysterious man called “master” while the people around him called him “The under-realm’s arbiter”. In a world of Spirits, Hatsuki searched for her purpose beyond finding the final essence of her mother. To let go of her past and start anew. How will the 19-year-old Hatsuki navigate through the world of spirits that is centered around heaven and hell? Trope: Grumpy & Sunshine. Reincarnation. Star crossed lovers. Updates: Everyday Privilege: cheap P.S. I would like to thank Homeless_straycat for the cover and Hansora for the fonts. ~ “Beautiful”, she murmured. Even within very little light, Master exuded a commanding presence; his stance was upright, and yet, he was soft enough to have the little pink tassel still on his waist. Just as she reached the end, Master took a few steps forward and raised his hand “Could I have the pleasure to escort you, Miss Asano?” Hatsuki’s eyes were expressive as they blinked a few times, staring to the core. Her hands, which were carefully pinching the hem of the skirt, left loose and stared at the Master for a few seconds. “You may, Sir…” She placed her hands on Yuki’s cold palms. His fingers little by little intertwined with her fingers while his free hand reached for her chin. The tip of his index fingers brushed on her soft skin as his face gently leaned towards her as well. Hatsuki had an unreadable expression, as though everything that was happening was just a dream. Feeling that Hatsuki’s focus wasn’t on him, Yuki swiftly glided Hatsuki, making her feel the presence. “Raise your head, You are now the strongest woman in the after realm” ~ After realm, under realm, and hidden realm all mean the same. Started: February 12, 2025

This is a love story expressing purity and innocence with a broken heart full of pain and desires . love story between an innocent girl and a raw beasty boy . This story is full of pain and love , the story of incomplete love .

Ayumi Tanaka, a gentle university student with a hearing impairment, has always found comfort in her quiet world. While others rush through life, Ayumi cherishes small moments — the texture of sunlight through windows, the comfort of familiar routines, and the unspoken bonds with her few close friends. Her world expands when she meets Kaito Mori, a multilingual exchange student with a natural gift for connecting with people across cultures and languages. Fascinated by her world of silence and subtle expression, Kaito becomes determined to understand Ayumi — not just through words, but through touch, gesture, and heart. As their friendship blossoms into something deeper, Ayumi and Kaito navigate misunderstandings, personal insecurities, and the challenges of bridging two very different worlds — proving that love doesn’t always need sound to be heard.

Inside a quiet pavilion located inside one of the Heavenly Sky Kingdom’s four largest cultivation sects, a young man slowly opened his eyes with a helpless expression as he gazed down towards the fog located at the base of the mountain that the pavilion was located on top of. Not only was he the youngest Core Elder in the history of a large cultivation sect, but he was also someone who had transmigrated over with a system! The system in question wanted him to train up disciples and in turn help him get stronger! But there was one major problem in all of this… He didn’t have any disciples! Ding~! Talk about great timing... ____________________________ Release Schedule: 7-14 chapters a week ____________________________ If you are interested in LitRPG, I'm writting another novel called [Reincarned as a Lizard]. A side novel, I write on it when I need something other than Xianxia.

Renji was nothing special. No wealth, no fame, no grand ambitions—just a 23-year-old gamer wasting his days in a cluttered apartment, escaping reality through the immersive world of Eternal Realms. In the game, he was powerful, respected, a leader—the elven king, commanding armies and shaping the fate of kingdoms. But outside the screen, he was just another nobody. That all changed the moment his world shattered. What started as a routine gaming session took a terrifying turn when his screen flickered, reality twisted, and an unnatural force yanked him from his chair. When he opened his eyes, he wasn’t in his apartment anymore. He was in a world of towering forests and ancient magic. He was wearing regal robes, a golden crown resting atop his head. And before him stood four elven women, their expressions filled with reverence and concern. They called him King. Memories not his own flooded his mind—battles, alliances, the weight of a kingdom’s future resting on his shoulders. It wasn’t just a game anymore. This was real. And the fate of the elven race now depended on him. But Renji wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t a warrior. He was just a gamer who had no idea how to rule a kingdom, let alone survive in a world teetering on the brink of war. But Just as he was pondering on it a mechanical voice sounded in his mind.

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

Shows how love can be expressed even when both lovers are far from each othet

He was not a human since no human is aware of himself even before his birth. He has no blood and no heart, but emotions? He does have feelings, but can he express them? Why was he called a Devil's Spawn at his birth? Why did they cut away his arms and a leg? Why did no one ever visit him for years? And why does this emptiness... feels so... just so familiar? Why does the Void feel so... full? Who is he? Or rather... What is he? Countless questions—all left unanswered. This is Ozul Ashfall's Adventure to comprehend his own existence. ______________________________________ Disclaimer: I do not own this cover, and if you are the owner and want me to take it down, please contact me on the discord server: discord.gg/RVBHh4rTJJ

Javohir is a master of hiding his true feelings behind a calm, composed face. He’s always been the quiet skilled at keeping his emotions in check and blending into the background of his own life. Despite his ability to maintain a neutral expression, deep down, he struggles with weak confidence, constantly questioning his worth and place in the world. Manga and anime are his refuge, where he can lose himself in the adventures of characters who seem to live with purpose and certainty. But everything shifts when he encounters a series of mysterious events on his way to school—a path he’s walked countless times, always unnoticed, always alone...

"Ang Mutya ng Section E, Part 3" is the final installment in the popular Wattpad trilogy by Filipino author Lara Flores, known by her pseudonym Eatmore2behappy. The narrative continues to follow Jasper Jean "Jay-jay" Mariano as she solidifies her place within Section E, transforming adversarial relationships into bonds of friendship and trust. However, the harmony is disrupted when two central figures, Keifer Watson and Yuri Hanamichi, both express romantic interest in Jay-jay, rekindling old rivalries. Jay-jay faces a challenging decision: to choose between the man who wasn't chosen before but loved her, or the one who wasn't loved but was chosen. Her choice has the potential to either maintain the unity of Section E or cause another division, leading to new conflicts within the group.

His expression was noxious, that bought me to my knees. It was turbulent, so was difficult to see anything through them. But I saw. I saw. Him. Maybe it was too late but I saw.

The Astralis Express is no ordinary interstellar train. Unlike the Astral Express that follows the Path of Trailblaze, the Astralis journeys through the Fractured Cosmos—a realm of forgotten worlds, paradoxical timelines, and rewritten histories. Its mission? To navigate the cosmic anomalies left behind by an unknown Aeon… one that the others refuse to acknowledge. Caelum Veyne, a former scholar erased from existence, should not be alive. The moment he touched the Codex Paradox, reality itself began to unravel—his past shifting, his future uncertain. People forget him. Memories rewrite themselves. And sometimes, in the reflections of glass, he sees a version of himself that doesn’t belong. His only clue is a name: Lyra Aetheris. A girl who appears in visions of futures that never happened. A girl who whispers the same warning each time: “Don’t trust the stars.” But when Lyra suddenly appears aboard the Astralis Express—real, breathing, and undeniably present—Caelum realizes his fate is spiraling beyond his control. Together with the enigmatic crew, he must uncover the truth behind the Weaver, the cosmic force that maintains the fabric of destiny… and hunts down those who dare to alter it. The deeper they travel into the Fractured Cosmos, the more they unravel a terrifying truth: The universe is being rewritten. Entire civilizations vanish as if they never existed. And Caelum? He may be next.

A different short story for each person in the chapter. A person who can't express their feelings about something they don't wanted to say. Such as regret, guilt, and so much more. This story may or may not represent to someone. Nevertheless, please enjoy the story.

Memories of sweetness , memories of love , memories of sadness , All the life , Machio Araki want to express his youth in colour of love . But colour that he want , never want him Toki Go-to , a girl who always wait for him . This story tell about man who want everything she have but loss everything and became empty . Note : this is super short stories , so it will very short but good too.

War has waged as long as I could remember. I remember the blood. I remember the lifeless expressions. I remember how cold their bodies were as I laid between them.. I remember never getting the opportunity to meet my unborn baby sister. And even Now as my Brother Ascends the throne, He wishes for peace. He wants to make an alliance with The Lycans. But does he honestly think that the young king would want peace?

This book in its multifaceted sophistication made me to discover more about myself as it progresses, Trin is an outward expression of an all African mind of a juvenile prodigy, she's free from everything and though this novel is complicated when tried to comprehend in the western sense, you'll find it enriching if you seek boundlessness and infinite wisdom and awareness, it encompasses wishful thinking, fantasy and reality. Without having written this book down and having no editor and starting on the 50th day into this contest, am happy at how far I've come, haven't planned any of these, have an interesting reading time and thanks immeasurably!

When Gu Xuejiao woke up, she found herself in the body of the arrogant and willful stepsister of the male lead in a novel. Her sole purpose in the story seemed to be ruining the relationship between the male and female leads. In short, she was just another minor antagonist. Recalling her character’s tragic ending—a desolate and miserable demise—Gu Xuejiao decided to take a different path. Instead of meddling in others’ affairs, she chose to focus on the Wu San workbooks she had diligently practiced in her previous life. The Cheng family, however, was stunned. The rebellious girl who used to be a constant source of worry suddenly asked, with a calm and serious expression, “Do you think I should apply to Tsinghua University or Beijing University?” The Cheng family: … For advanced chapters: patreon.com/Maggie329

Cal Teo, a man with a penchant for the 'finer' things in life, finds himself in an unexpected afterlife encounter after a fatal car accident. The Thunder Goddess, Calla Stormbringer, revives him, seeing promise in his soul and offering him a chance at greater things than the peaceful afterlife he anticipated. Her fiery spirit and divine beauty leave him both terrified and intrigued. Cal Teo expresses his admiration for Calla's beauty, focusing on her breasts, and confesses his desire to touch them. Calla, amused by his frankness, acknowledges his words and hints at the unique nature of their encounter. She explains they are in a realm of gods, a place rarely visited by mortals, suggesting the profound implications of their meeting.

In a world filled with pain, fear, and prejudice, Eleanor faces accusations and judgment from her former lover Gabriel and his lover Alice. As tensions rise, Eleanor seizes a sword and confronts them, defying their expectations. Gabriel pleads for her to stop, expressing concern, but she remains determined to free herself from oppression. She died, and upon awakening, found herself transported back to the age of fifteen. Determined to alter her destiny, she embarked on a journey of transformation, only to discover that everything she had experienced was built upon deceit, allusion. " so what I live is not real "

City Grit and Grace: The Pulse Within follows Olivia Hayes, a woman on the brink of her thirties, as she navigates the relentless pulse of urban life. Torn between the demands of a corporate career and the yearning for authentic self-expression, Olivia finds solace in her writing and in the unpredictable rhythm of the city. Amid the intoxicating pull of a charming musician and the grounding presence of a soulful poet, along with unwavering support from her steadfast friend Aisha, Olivia learns that true success is defined not by society’s expectations, but by the honest expression of her inner voice. This novel is a vivid portrayal of urban life, exploring themes of ambition, heartbreak, and self-discovery as it captures the raw beauty and enduring heartbeat of the modern city.