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I M Sorry But Dont Wanna Talk

Talking To Jericho

Amanda Jackson drops out of her current High School, East Valley High, right before she is expelled for a crime she did not commit. Enraged at this, she decides to apply for a scholarship to her dream school, a school only for the elite in social status, just so she could show East Valley High what they were missing. She gets the scholarship and is first approached by Adrian King, the smartest kid in the whole school, who is also the leader of the band of outcasts in the school. She fits in perfectly with this group of people mostly because they have the same level of understanding as she does A situation leads her to collide with Jericho Church-Hill, a self proclaimed loner and the son to the owner of the school who just has a general dislike for everyone and everything around him. She soon finds out that Jericho and Adrian have bad blood between them. Things get out of hand when Amanda starts developing feelings for Adrian and he feels the same way while Jericho is left to battle with his new found emotions for the scholarship winner. Amanda develops a soft spot for Jericho but her feelings for him don't go deeper than that. She later learns of a shocking thing that happened in the past; the reason for the end of Jericho and Adrian's friendship. Determined to not let Jericho remain as stoic and uncaring as he was with no friends, Amanda makes up her mind to bring the two best friends back together and get Jericho out of his shell. In order to do this though, she has to get really close to Jericho; so close that'll he'll tell her everything that happened before and how he truly feels about her. Will she be able to accomplish her task or will she end up breaking up with Adrian for Jericho and even taking his side when she hears the full story of what happened in the past?
Gippeum_Choi · 2.4K Views

I'm An Archer

Oliver Queen awakens to a rebirth in a fantastical world where divine blessings dictate one's destiny and societal standing. Without any supernatural powers or sacred blessings, he stands as an outcast in a society that venerates such gifts. Refusing to be marginalized, Oliver discovers an innate talent for archery, a skill that requires precision, patience, and practice rather than magic. To secure a place in a prestigious academy and a chance at a better life, he fabricates a blessing from the Moon Goddess, claiming it grants him unerring aim. His deception gains him admission, but it also sets him on a precarious path where each day is a tightrope walk between advancement and exposure. Amidst the halls of the academy, Oliver experiences the warmth of friendship, the stirrings of first love, and the comfort of belonging, feelings he had long forsaken. However, his inability to fully embrace these connections leaves him isolated, and over time, they begin to fade away like echoes in a vast canyon. When he's unexpectedly selected to represent his class in the school's annual competition, Oliver's secret teeters on the brink of revelation. The event includes a stringent blessing verification test overseen by the formidable dean, designed specifically to unmask impostors. With the walls closing in, he contemplates drastic measures to protect his secret, even as he realizes that running away may cost him the very things he's come to value. Determined to confront his challenges head-on, Oliver embarks on a journey of self-improvement and self-discovery. He resolves to rely on his own hard-earned skills and the genuine relationships he's begun to form. Along the way, he attempts to reclaim the friendships and affections he once neglected, understanding that true strength comes not from divine blessings but from within.
Rqmk · 38.2K Views

I m not a Taoist

Fang Ming isn’t a Taoist—at least, not in the traditional sense. Raised by a mysterious master in a remote village, he possesses knowledge of ancient metaphysics, face reading, and mystical arts. Armed with these skills and the teachings of his late mentor, Fang Ming embarks on a journey that bridges the worlds of the supernatural and modern society. His path leads him to Shanghai, where his unconventional appearance and cryptic warnings set him apart in a bustling city that thrives on skepticism. When a chance encounter on the subway allows him to save Jiang Yingying, a spirited young woman, from an ominous fate, their lives become intertwined in unexpected ways. Fang Ming’s journey takes him deeper into the city’s web of wealth, power, and hidden secrets, as he fulfills promises made by his late master. When he arrives at the opulent villa of the Liang family to deliver a protective charm, he discovers the weight of past obligations and the challenges of navigating a world ruled by ambition and doubt. Blending ancient wisdom with modern dilemmas, The Super Wizard explores themes of destiny, belief, and the clash between tradition and progress. In a world where the mystical is often dismissed, can Fang Ming prove the value of his skills while staying true to the principles of his master? And as he uncovers deeper conspiracies and unexpected allies, will his journey reveal not only the power of his abilities but also the truth of who he really is?
DaoistHhdUxp · 1.8K Views

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Mehrajān's heart is a fragile mosaic, pieced together by moments with the one person who defined her world—Muazam. In this reflective and raw exploration of love and loss, Mehrajān finds herself looking back at the memories of the boy she loved, the boy who was always just out of reach. Each chapter is a separate fragment of their intertwined lives, capturing a single moment that was forever marked by him. In one chapter, Mehrajān stands frozen in her kitchen, hearing a conversation between Muazam and her aunt that shatters her heart. His rejection of her—the very person who had quietly fallen for him—leaves her feeling lost and betrayed. Yet, this is only one of the many moments that have shaped her emotional landscape. Every recollection is a mixture of passion, pain, and nostalgia—memories of fleeting glances, whispered words, and unspoken connections that shaped her world. The narrative doesn't follow a linear path but instead unfolds like a scattered collection of thoughts and emotions, each memory tied to Muazam, each one a chapter of her heart. Through these fragments, Mehrajān grapples with the complexity of love, the sorrow of unrequited feelings, and the confusion of growing up in a world of family expectations and personal desires. [ CHOOSE ME ] is not just a love story—it's a tender journey through a girl’s heart, where love is never simple, and the memory of someone can change everything. Through each chapter, readers will find themselves drawn into Mehrajān’s world, feeling the weight of her unspoken love and the bittersweet truth that sometimes, memories are all that remain.
Marwa_Tahir · 7.7K Views

I’m sorry, thinking outside of the box became a habit.

Lucifer: What a beautiful and peaceful world.  System 4858: Miserable.  Lucifer: People here are nice too.  System 4858: Miserable, too miserable.  Lucifer paused, raising an eyebrow at the system’s unrelenting negativity.  Lucifer: Hmm?  System 4858: Yes! Yes, it’s beautiful and peaceful here. ‘But now... now that the great villain is here... who knows how long this peace will last? Miserable, too miserable.’  Lucifer smirked, his pale blue eyes glinting with amusement. His presence was overpowering, his aura so dense that the very air seemed to tremble under its weight. The world around him was serene, a gentle breeze stirred the trees, and the soft glow of the evening sun cast a golden hue over the landscape. It was a world that had yet to know chaos. A world yet to be touched by his unpredictable hand.  He stood at the edge of a cliff, gazing out at the quiet town below. The people looked so small, so fragile. Innocent, even. His gaze softened, but only for a moment, before that playful smirk returned. Lucifer did things as he pleased. He was neither bound by rules nor constrained by morality. Good? Evil? Such distinctions were laughable to him. his actions were dictated by whim and mood. He could be their saviour or their destroyer. It all depended on how the next moment struck him.  But who was he? And why did his very presence distort reality? How had he come to possess such unimaginable power?  System 4858, however, was not in the mood for philosophical musings. System 4858: Wait, what? It blinked, a metallic chime of confusion ringing through the air. Why did the modern world just turn into a fantasy setting? The tyrant hasn’t even started anything yet!  The system frantically checked the world’s data, only to find its structure bending and shifting in ways it couldn’t comprehend.  The once-modern cityscape was slowly morphing into something out of a fantasy, mythical beasts stirring in the shadows. It turned to look at its host.  Lucifer stood there, watching the transformation with an eerie smile. That smile alone sent a cold chill down the system’s core. It immediately spun around, its circuits sparking with panic, and sprinted away as fast as its non-corporeal form could manage.  System 4858: Lord God! Save me from this villain! But unknown to the terrified system, even the Lord God himself would be powerless to intervene in this matter. System 4858 could only shed metaphorical tears as it watched its host, the unstoppable force of chaos, begin to twist the world in ways that no one could have predicted.  The world’s Lucky sons who were meant to rise and fight back found themselves bowing to Lucifer’s will. He ordered the world’s protagonists around like mere pawns, and wherever he walked, destruction followed in his wake.  System 4858: Miserable, too miserable But even the unreasonable Lucifer had someone by his side who always smiled whenever Lucifer did something unpredictable.  One day, System 4858 accidentally saw the man playing with the darkness and was terrified. Soon, it was lying powerless in the man’s hands, staring at his smile System 4858 : Huh?! I knew it! Only a demon can accompany another demon.  The man with the red eyes : Hmm? System 4858: sob, sob. Miserable, too miserable
WingsofChaos · 6.9K Views
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