Distracted Po Polsku

Emily Laurent has spent her entire life trying to prove herself. Her father—cold, brilliant, and disgustingly rich—sees her love of art as a distraction, not a destiny. To escape her father’s cold expectations, she dreams to go and study at the legendary Académie des Beaux-Arts in Paris. Instead, she buys a mysterious painting at a flea market—and now she’s trapped in Otherworld Paris. She plunges into the world of dangerous power plays, artistic explorations, and magical seductions at the Wicked Delights Academy—not fine arts exactly, but something cooler—and soon finds herself in a bisexual love triangle. Survive the Academy. Master the magic. Resist the temptation. (Or don’t. It’s much more fun that way. Paris is still Paris!)

At Crestwood High, Maya has it all: beauty, popularity, and the perfect boyfriend—or so she thought. When a public betrayal shatters her world, Maya finds herself in desperate need of a distraction. Enter Eddie, the quiet, enigmatic bookworm who’s content to blend into the background. What starts as a lighthearted challenge to “tame” the nerd spirals into an unexpected journey of self-discovery. Forced to partner up on a school project, Maya and Eddie clash, connect, and challenge each other in ways they never imagined. Behind Eddie’s sharp wit and guarded exterior lies a secret life that threatens to upend everything Maya thought she knew about him—and herself. As jealousy, secrets, and old flames ignite a battle of hearts, Maya must decide: is taming the nerd really worth it, or is Eddie the one taming her? 10 Steps to Tame the Nerd is a heartfelt enemies-to-lovers story about self-worth, redemption, and the unexpected power of love to change everything.

Hayase Akio was a child that seemingly could never feel gratefulness or happiness around his parents, resulting in him hating himself for it and indulging in fictional stories to pass his time and distract himself from it. He always dreamt of getting reincarnated in another world, and after an unfortunate course of events, it finally happens. But… is that all?

The past week had felt like a lifetime of dodging my own feelings. As I sat at the head of the table, I felt the dam about to break, then the door swung open, and my heart lurched. Chris stood there, a storm cloud personified. His expression was unreadable, but one thing was clear: he wasn't smiling. My staffs exchanged glances, their gazes then focusing on me. "Eve," Chris's voice was low. "We need to talk." The room went silent, thick with nervous energy. The unspoken question hung in the air. "Chris," I said, my voice calm despite my pounding heart, "can this wait? We're in the middle of an important meeting." I wanted him to leave, to deal with this later, on my terms. "No, it can't," he said, stepping into the room. His anger simmered beneath the surface, but there was a visible vulnerability that made my own heart ache. "Please excuse us," I told my staffs, who hurriedly packed and left us alone. "You just left. You left after that night with just empty words on a piece of paper and then went out of the country for a whole week, Eve. A whole week." I was surprised to see him so vulnerable, so angry. It was the first time. It was obvious he was hurt, and I knew I was wrong. He stalked towards me, like a predator, and as he got closer, the anger seemed to flicker, replaced by a different intensity. He stopped in front of me, and then, without warning, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight, desperate embrace. My breath hitched. I went stiff for a moment, surprised by the contact. Then, almost instantly, my arms went around him, clinging to his strong frame. A mix of emotions flooded me: surprise, relief, and an overwhelming need to simply hold him. I breathed in his familiar scent, a comforting aroma that had been haunting my senses for the last week. He held me tightly, as if afraid I'd vanish if he let go, and I didn't resist. I had dreamed of this. He pulled back, his hands on my shoulders, his gaze searching mine with an intensity that made my heart flutter. The anger lingered, but it was mixed with something else. Something softer. "I missed you terribly," he whispered, the words barely audible, but they resonated through me. ------ Eve, a fashion powerhouse ruling the world's runways, needs a fake boyfriend and fast, to appease her matchmaking mother.   Christopher, a charming, secretive, and dangerously attractive heir to the biggest conglomerate in the country. needs a distraction from his father's unwanted marriage plans. Their solution? A temporary romance brokered through a "rent-a-partner" app. What starts as a mutually beneficial arrangement quickly evolves into a sizzling romance, throw in a jealous childhood crush, a clash of powerful families, and a whirlwind of hilarious misunderstandings, and you've got a recipe for a romance that's as unexpected as it is unforgettable. Will their carefully constructed facade withstand the pressure, or will their fake relationship crumble under the weight of their undeniable, and quite unexpected, love?

"So, basically, I'm a Necromancer from my game, in this world… and I'm useless?....Yeah, right." --- Apocalypse? No, that wasn’t the right word to use. A game-like world where every race coexisted despite their differences—not to mention the complicated food chain that governed it. Alexander never expected his boring yet peaceful life to change because of a single message. What seemed like another ARG, a joke, or probably a meaningless distraction turned out to be the start of his new life. He wakes up the next day, only to find himself in the body of a nineteen-year-old, Asher Morgan, a hardworking kid with a somewhat lonely life. He plans to live life as he once did—a gamer and a slacker. But then, things take a turn when he awakens a seemingly weak class—Necromancer, during his inauguration ceremony. A class that puts him below every single being, even elementals. His supposed friends abandon and mock him. "Outcast. Worthless," becomes his new name—until he awakens. Fate, however, has different plans when he triggers another system...an Error, with a unique ability attached. --- [ERROR… ERROR… Recalculating Awakening Process…] [Hidden Ability Detected—Reawakening Process Initiated] [Congratulations! You have awakened the SSS-Ranked Ability: Sovereign of the Dead] [Secret Evolution Triggered—Job Upgraded: Lord of Draconic Souls] --- At first, Asher was frustrated by the burdens placed on him. But remembering the former owner's struggles, he decides to accept this new life. As long as he got to rub his 'Worthlessness' in their faces.

Legacy of the Forgotten Soul Nathaniel "Nate" Cross was a man of wealth, wit, and unfathomable boredom. His opulent existence in the sprawling metropolis of Luminar City offered everything—everything except challenge. In search of distraction, he'd thrown himself into the virtual world of *Eclipse Ascension*, an action-packed fantasy game that allowed players to embody different protagonists, each with their unique backstory and gameplay. But among them all, one character stood out like a sore thumb: Kael Draylen, the most despised figure in the *Eclipse* fandom. Kael was a simp—an embarrassing mix of pitiful romantic obsession and uninspired mediocrity. Yet, driven by some perverse desire to complete the impossible, Nate had painstakingly grinded his way through the game as Kael. He endured Kael's glaring flaws, his misplaced devotion to his apathetic fiancée, and his tragically stunted mana. And, against all odds, Nate succeeded. The screen glowed triumphantly as *"Game Cleared!"* appeared. But before he could revel in his achievement, his world spun violently. Light and shadow swirled into a vortex, pulling him into the depths of the unknown. And to his horror, he awoke as Kael

Alice is a 28-year-old software developer. She makes money, donates to charities, and even gives food to the homeless. But, in truth, she could not be sadder. She has no friends and she and her family have been estranged ever since she came out of the closet to them. She tries to distract herself from her problems, right up until she suddenly dies. It is not the end, though. Alice is asked to make 3 wishes, 3 things she'd wish for if she were to be reborn. Alice wishes for as many lovers as possible, a role in the world that means something, and a family that embraces her. Just like that, Alice awakens in another world as Melisa Blackflame, the firstborn daughter of a family of succubi. She decides to try to live life to its fullest here, vowing that, above all else, she will live a meaningful life and, finally, FINALLY, find love! What she doesn't know, however, is that she's about to find more of that than she can handle. --- GL Yuri/Futa harem! Daily updates at 12 pm est.

When Skye's boyfriend of five years, Derek, breaks up with her out of the blue during their wedding preparations, it feels like her whole world is crumbling. That is, until she happens upon a notebook containing what looks like magic spells. With nothing left to lose and in need of a distraction, Skye tries a spell...

Aira, a 9th-grade student, has never thought much about love until Rei, a senior two grades ahead of her, steps into her life. With his persistent confessions and unwavering presence, he makes her question emotions she never understood. Though drawn to him, she never gives him the answer . He Left with an unspoken connection and unanswered questions, Aira moves forward, believing love might not be meant for her. But then, another boy enters her life. At first, she sees him only as a distraction, a fleeting escape from her own thoughts. However, as time passes, her feelings begin to change—growing in ways she never expected. What starts as an attempt to keep her heart guarded turns into something deeper, something that forces her to confront emotions she once ignored. A journey of love, loss, and self-discovery—where the heart learns that some love stories remain unfinished, while others rewrite destiny.

Following her grandmother’s wishes, Oh Ha-na inherits a matchmaking agency. However, the agency caters only to a very specific clientele – wealthy bachelors with commitment issues. Enter billionaire jewellery tycoon and third-generation chaebol heir, Cha Ji-hoon. A notorious bachelor and workaholic who feels dating is a frivolous distraction from his responsibilities. Numerous attempts by his family to get him married have failed because he throws himself into work to avoid emotional connection. Despite this, women flock to him, drawn to his wealth and handsome looks. With a reputation for being ruthless in business and aloof in relationships, Ha-na takes on the challenge of finding Ji-hoon a perfect match. Can she melt his icy heart and find his perfect match? Or will she realize that she has been his ideal match all along? ~~~ [WSA 2025 Entry] [Note: This book is a clean, slow-burn romance. Character relationships will be explored more on emotional connection and less on physical attraction. Reader discretion is advised.] We'll have two side couple romance apart from our main couple storyline. Their stories will be shown simultaneously along with the lead couple, but in lesser frequency. Main: Boss Lady FL X Bigshot ML (First Love/High School Sweethearts) Side A: Hopeless Romantic FL X Single Dad ML (One-night Stand) Side B: Paralyzed FL X Celebrity ML (Second Chance First Love/High School Sweethearts)

Em nome da sua família, Ren embarcou no popular VRMMORPG, COVENANT, que usava uma moeda do jogo em tempo real. Mas sendo um jogador mediano que só sabia reunir informações, ele foi colocado em um papel de suporte. À medida que o jogo explodia em popularidade e todas as empresas multibilionárias investiam no jogo, as coisas pioraram para Ren. Devido à quantidade de informações que reuniu, os truques, segredos, missões e bugs que descobriu, ele ficou em silêncio com medo de vender as informações para as outras guildas. Mas, tendo uma segunda chance, ele voltou no tempo quando seu pai ainda estava vivo e COVENANT estava apenas em sua fase inicial. Desta vez... ele não seria aquele cara ao lado que reunia informações dia após dia durante dez anos. Equipado com o conhecimento do jogo que acumulou, ele se tornará... um Alquimista! Mago do Crono? Mestre Djinn? Invocador? Necromante? Senhor do Caos? Que bom são esses? Claro que são classes poderosas e raras e disputadas pelas guildas, mas é o alquimista que forja artefatos e produz itens e poções raras que ganha mais moedas no final do dia! Era melhor do que ser um ferreiro ou um artesão! Além disso, ele poderia usar todo tipo de magia sem limite de raça e classe! Era a classe definitiva! E ninguém sequer sabe disso!

Helen thinks she’s found the perfect love. Dan is handsome, charming, and knows exactly what to say to make her feel special. But while she sees him as everything she’s ever wanted, everyone else sees the truth, Dan is controlling, manipulative, and dangerously possessive. Her best friend, Selena, warns her. Her adoptive parents are too distracted by the search for their missing son to notice. But Helen refuses to listen. Because love is supposed to be all consuming, right? Then, she meets someone, someone who treats her with respect, kindness, and a love that feels safe. For the first time, she begins to question everything. Is love supposed to hurt? As Helen struggles to break free from Dan’s grip, she uncovers a shocking truth, One that ties Dan and his parent Mr and Mrs Bonfire, to her parents past in ways she never imagined. What happens when love turns into a prison? And what if the key to escaping unlocks an even darker secret? A gripping story of red flags and green flags, obsession and true love, His Love, My Prison will leave you questioning: which is which?

“You want to know about the mate bond we share?” His words stopped me midway as I turned around to face him. I didn’t say a word as I felt my heart palpitate in anticipation. “Beta Perez, I…” Before I could speak, he continued. “I have decided to never let a woman into my life, Miss. James. I have learned long back that they only serve as a distraction. Why would I need a mate if I could have any women I want? Am I right, Miss. James?” He asked me as I felt my eyes burn, but I held back my tears. “A mate is your better half, Beta Perez.” I choked out the words when he let out a humorless laugh. “According to me, you need a mate to satisfy your needs and maybe an heir in the long run. I think I can buy that with some money, Miss. James.” “Don’t you feel the mate bond, Beta Perez?” I asked him, but he didn’t answer. “I would have at least considered mating with you if you held a rank, Miss. James. But I don’t think I want a woman who is a nobody with a lonely mother and a runaway father.” I felt my chest rise and fall in anger while something broke within me. A tense silence engulfed us as we stared at one another. Join us in this journey where Aurora and Zander find love again as sparks ignite between them and desire crackles in the air, the tension builds, pushing them closer together. Will Zander’s feelings toward the mate bond transform as he grapples with the chemistry between them, or will fear of another heartbreak drive him to reject her? The future is uncertain, but one thing is clear: their destinies are intertwined in ways they never anticipated.

Soma, a college student and also an orphan, who is on his way back after finishing his part-time job, plus his college in the morning, made his life feel monotonous. Still, of course, he didn't have any complaints about the situation he is currently in. To distracted his exhausted body and mind, Soma always finding some times to enjoy the web novels. As a person who likes to immerse himself in the world of novels to find some enjoyment, every day at night, he always reads a web novel he has read for years, and it is called Chronicles Saga. *** Chronicles Saga is one of the many web novels that were serialized years ago, and it's already nearing its end game with a couple of final chapters. The story was depicted in an alternate Earth where Magic, Dungeons, Sword, and System exist. It tells the story of a young man who holds high justice in his heart named Leon, who has been chosen as a savior trying to save the world from the incoming disaster in the future by the great Demon Lord. *** Then, an unimaginable thing happened to Soma when he suddenly got transmigrated inside the story he read for years. Not as a protagonist who led the story or a Villain but as a 'Side Character'. Soma was transmigrated inside the body of a young man with the same name. To make things much worse, he is being transmigrated into one of the crucial scenes, which becomes a turning point for one of his favorite Heroines in the novel. Then, one thing led to another as Soma was thrown into multiple events. He discovered that the boy named Soma had an unexpected mysterious background and past coming from a ‘Side Character’ who had no role in the main stories. Follow Soma’s story inside the novel world he transferred into as a Side character that will overthrow the story and the world, with his reliable comrades. *** Author's note: This was My first book. I hope you can enjoy the series I wrote. Also, sorry in advance. English is not my first language so I think you guys would find some misspelled words or grammar mistakes, I hope you can tolerate it. I welcome any suggestion/feedback that will help me grow as an Author.

Blurb: The elevator’s lights flickered once—then twice—before everything went pitch black. A sharp metallic screech echoed as the car jerked violently, sending Mia tumbling to the floor, her breath catching in her chest. She barely had time to process what was happening before a deep, commanding voice cut through the darkness. "Stay down." Mia’s heart skipped a beat as she looked up to find herself face-to-face with the last person she ever expected to see: Elijah Blackwell, the enigmatic and ruthless billionaire CEO of Blackwell Enterprises. Cold, calculating, and untouchable, he was a man whose name commanded fear and respect. But there was no time for awe. The building’s alarms screamed in the distance, but it was the deafening thud of distant explosions that stole Mia’s attention. Her pulse shot into overdrive. The elevator began to tremble again, its descent rapid and uncontrollable, as if the very foundation of the tower were coming undone. “What’s happening?” she whispered, her voice strained. Elijah’s eyes, glinting even in the faint emergency lighting, met hers—dark, intense, and utterly unshaken. “We’re under attack. Stay close,” he said, the command in his voice unmistakable. Mia’s stomach dropped. Under attack? By whom? And why her? She was just a cleaner. But before she could question him further, the elevator lurched again, the cables creaking as they hurtled downward. Every second felt like an eternity, but Elijah stood still, his expression as unreadable as ever. This wasn’t fear in his eyes—it was something far more dangerous: control. As the elevator plummeted, Mia’s thoughts spiraled into chaos. She’d only come to work this morning to do her usual rounds, expecting nothing more than a monotonous day of dusting and cleaning up after the high-powered men and women who owned the building. But now, she was trapped in an elevator with the very man who controlled this empire—facing a threat she couldn’t even comprehend. A sudden burst of heat shot through the small space as another explosion rocked the building, shaking the walls. The emergency lights blinked erratically, casting eerie shadows over them. In that moment, Mia realized something unsettling: Elijah wasn’t just the billionaire CEO. He was the only person who could protect her now. But how far was he willing to go to keep them both alive? And more importantly, why did she suddenly feel drawn to him in ways she couldn’t explain? The air between them grew heavy with an attraction neither of them could ignore, but was it a dangerous distraction—one that could cost them both everything?

When he failed to find his fated human mate after seven years of searching, alpha Damon decides to abduct seventy-five young women from all over the city who fit within his Luna’s age range and description, to have them trained for his selection. What starts off as a competition for the alpha’s heart quickly turns to a bloody game of survival. *** “What’s your name?” Damon asked, his voice clipped and cold. Though his eyes were narrowed, they were a bit mad around the edges. The blonde woman in front of him traced a red coated fingertip over his tattooed chest, all the way to his slightly exposed pelvis. She smacked her lips at the obvious bulge in his tight pants. “If you wanted a good time, why didn’t you just say so?” She threw a side long glance at the rest of the women cooped up in the cells, their fingers desperately grabbing the bars and yelling obscenities at the man who thought it was a good idea to abduct them for his personal reasons. “Why don’t we go somewhere private?” She added with a seductive wink. The alpha’s patience wore thin but he remained calm. “What.is.your.name?” He repeated with the slightest hint of annoyance. His eyes dipped to the card in her hand and she followed suit, smiling at the words on them; Luna 37. She rolled her eyes and tossed the paper aside. Did he seriously expect them to believe he was some alpha werewolf? Was that his play for getting laid? She scoffed at his silly roleplay antics. Werewolves were fictional but if that was what got him in the mood, she didn't mind playing along. He was definitely her type. “The name is Tyla Woodley…” He moved like a blur, snapping her neck like a twig. The other prisoners screamed at the top of their lungs as Tyla’s body thudded to the floor in a crumpled heap. Damon flexed his neck and arms before starting towards the cells. When he approached, all the women retreated, crying and screaming. He unlocked a cell and raked the women with his eyes. Shuffling forward, he yanked one out by the scruff of her neck. “NO! Cleo! Let her go!” A wide-eyed woman screamed from another cell, banging the bars violently. “Let her go, you monstrous cunt! Fuck you! You hear me? FUCK YOU, DAMON WAYNE!” He froze at the mention of his full name, and let go of the whimpering prisoner who crawled back into the open cell on all fours. Slowly, Damon advanced towards the rude woman’s cell but she didn’t back away like the others. She gripped the bars and spat in his face when he was standing in front of her. “Couldn’t find yourself a Luna, tough guy? No surprise there. The moon goddess must not have been able to bring herself to torture an innocent woman with the tragic fate of being your Luna.” Damon reined in the rage bubbling within him by gritting his teeth. This one wasn't as clueless as the dead one. “What is your name?” She knew he wanted her to mention the name on her card; Luna 91. He had just killed a prisoner who gave her actual name. However, he didn't hint at her card by looking at it. His eyes never left hers. She inhaled sharply. To hell with him. As long as her sister, Cleopatra, could remain safe long enough for them to figure out a way to escape from here, she didn't mind distracting the monster as long as she could. “Luna 91, Asshole!” He shot her a roguish grin. "Welcome to hell, Luna 91." He said before reaching beyond the bars and grabbing her neck amidst deafening screams.

It tells a poignant love story. He was the most heroic man in history, and before his death he sang a sad song about a woman; she was the most charming woman in history, and before her death she danced a story about steadfast love. The story of the two had no beginning, only an ending of parting in death. After his death, he became a demon for her, and fought fiercely with the immortals of the three realms. After he was killed, his unique seven souls were hidden in various places by the immortals; she became a ghost for him, and before she passed away, she smashed Meng Po's soup bowl, and her soul flew away. Even so, he still vowed to subvert the three realms, find her in the next reincarnation, and marry her, even if it took a thousand years.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself face to face with Darius Thorne, the main character of [Arcanus Academy], who was looking at me with disdain. Many questions raced through my mind. What is happening? Is this a dream? Why won't he stop yelling? Am I dead? Does he have something stuck in his teeth? Have I somehow entered the world of my favorite game, like in those Web Novels I read so often? I opened my mouth, about to ask one of the many questions that had come to mind upon realizing the huge mess I was in. What I was about to say would be my first words in this new world. I had to be careful; the slightest mistake could worsen my current situation, which, judging by how things looked, didn’t seem good at all. "Can you get that thing out of your teeth? It's distracting me." Everyone nearby fell silent and stared at me until a burst of laughter erupted. Darius covered his mouth, clearly embarrassed. 'Damn, I already messed it up.' ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ - English is not my native language

"Are you not scared it might be poisoned?" Abrielle's asked Cedric who drank the wine without hesitation. Cedric leaned closer to her with his head crooked on her neck, his warm intoxicating breath trickling on her skin. His hoarse voice came out lightly. "If the poison is given by my wife, I will drink it without hesitation. It will be an honour to die in your hands." Abrielle's mouth fell agape, stunned by his words. What was wrong with his head? Cedric then bit the tip of her ear to distract her from her thoughts. "Now I have done your bidding, dear wife; it is time you do mine. How about we get rid of this restriction on your body?" Abrielle's face flushed red. This sly scum. She could not wait to kill him. **** Being transmigrated to your favourite novel would be anyone's dream, well, except for Hazel. Hazel, a world-class writer, was transmigrated into her book, "The Dragons and the priestess." after she died in an unfortunate accident a day before her first date with her long-time crush. She was already cussing her luck until she was hit by a double tragedy. Hazel was now Abrielle, the Villainess of the novel, who was destined to die at her husband's hand, Prince Cedric. Struck with this tragedy, Abrielle attempted to escape the border before her wedding but failed miserably. Forced to marry the heartless first prince of Darconia in a marriage that could only be broken with death as the escape, Abrielle came up with another plan."A hundred ways to kill her husband." Abrielle, who finds herself in the middle of the messed up plot of her novel, tries to navigate this world by trying several methods to kill her husband because she refuses to die by her creation's hand. But why does, despite multiple attempts of trying to kill this heartless prince, he refuse to die and just keeps on bothering Abrielle? He should be interested in the female lead and not the villainess! Why don't you join this epic journey and see how Abrielle's and Cedric's story unfold? Would she be able to escape her fate? ***** Note: Abrielle's story starts from the pre-sequel of her actual book The Dragons and the priestess where she discovers how different this world is from her actual book. She tries to navigate the unknown from a disadvantaged stand as a weak talentless noble lady before the actual plot starts

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Good day. Ako nga pla si Rein. Tisoy, 24 yrs old na ako ngayon 5'7 ang height at slim body may itsura nalaban sa pageant. ang kwentong ito ay hango sa karanasan ko mula nung 10 yrs old palang ako. Bata palang ako nun alam ko na sa sarili Kong may kakaiba sa akin.Ang tawag nila sa akin ay Rein Tisoy. Dahil sa may lahi akong American Pero dko nakilala si Papa na nakilala ni mama sa Olongapo. Andito na ako ngaun sa Bukid kasama ng lola at lolo ko sa Zambales. Masabi ko naman na marangya buhay namin kasi may mga katulong kami sa bahay at kasama na dun si kuya Caloy (Matangkad, Gwapo at Maskulado at Moreno ang nagparanas Sakin ng ligaya at sakit). Ang mama ko kasi ay Nasa US na at nakapag asawa ng U.S citizen na Pinoy din naman. Inaantay lng nila ako makatapos ng pagaaral at kukunin din dun. Tanghali na ako nagising dahil Gabi na kami nakauwi nila lola galing sa Kasal. Pang baba ko sa Sala dumeretso na ako sa kusina dun kasi malapit ang CR. Paglabas ko ng CR tinanong ako ni manang Anie (kasambahaya namin) kung gusto ko daw ba ng sinangag. Tumango nalang ako at wala pako sa wisyo at kagigising ko. Habang hinahanda ni Manang ang pagkain ko umupo ako sa Mesa at Dali akong tinimplahan ng gatas ni ate. Sa kinauupuan ko nahagip ng mata ko sa bintana na may lalakeng nakatakip ng kamiseta ang mukha habang nagpuputol ng Malagong halaman sa Hardin. Nakasandong manipis at Shorts na pangbasketball. namangha ako sa katawan nito dahil sa taglay nitong hulma. "Ate sino po Yong naglilinis sa Hardin" tanong ko Kay ate Anie. "Ah yan ba, si Caloy yan anak ni Mang Goryo Jan sa kabilang bahay" sagot ni ate Anie. "Te sya na bago boy nila lolo?'' tanong ko. "Ngayong bakasyon lang, nagaaral pa yan sa senior high si Caloy incoming grade 12 sa pasukan" paliwanag ni ate Anie. "Pupunta na nga pla ako sa palengke soy (nickname ko pinaikling Tisoy). Mamayang 10 am pakidalhan nalang si Caloy ng Meryenda, may kakanin at Suman Jan sa ref. "Opo Te ingat po" sagot ko. Wala pang 10 am Pero inasikaso ko kaagad ang Meryenda ni kuya Caloy dala na din ng excitement. Dumako na ako agad sa likod ng bahay kung San ko narinig na may nagtatabas ng mga Malagong halaman. Papalapit pa lang ako, titig na titig na ako sa katawan ni kuya Caloy. "Kuya Good Morning po. Magmeryenda ka po muna" inilapag ko sa papag ang pagkain. Narinig naman ako nito at tumango. "Good morning sir Rein. Ako po si Caloy bago ninyong boy." pakilala nito at tinanggal ang kamisetang nakabalot sa mukha. Namangha ako sa istura ni kuya Caloy 17 palang sya Pero para syang batang version ni EJ Falcon. mukhang mabait si kuya Caloy. Umupo sya at NASA gitna namin ang suman at kakanin. Nagtanggal sya ng Damit pangitaas kitang kita ko ang kabuoan ng katawan Nia na nagpapawis may abs at pormadong dibdib. Kaka-kain ko lang ng almusal Pero parang nagutom ako Uli. "Kuya Bale uwian ka po ba or stay-in ka po" tanong ko. "Stay-in ako dto sir, para may kasama daw po Kau ni ate Anie habang nasa hospital si lolo mo yan kasi bilin Sakin ng lola Mila mo'' paliwanag nito. "Kuya wag mo na po akong tawaging sir. Rein nlng po." Sabi ko. "Hahahaha" " Cge pla rein." patawang sagot nito. nakita ko ang mga ngiti ni kuya Caloy mas lalo itong nagpagwapo sakaniya. Pinagmamasdan ko sya habang kumakain sabay tingin nito Sakin at ngiti. napaiwas nlng ako ng tingin baka mailang si kuya Caloy Sakin ngunit alam Kong nahuli Nia akong nakatitig saknya. "Rein wala ka bang inumin Jan" tanong nito. " Ay kuya oo nga po Pla, ano pong gusto mo" tanong ko. "Ikaw" sagot Niya. "Ako po" mejo nagulat na may kilig. "Oo ikaw, ikaw ang bahala Pero kung may beer pwedi Nadin hahahaha". pabiro nitong bilin and Dali Dali akong kumuha ng Coke Casalo. Pagbalik ko habang nilalagyan ko ng Coke ang baso ni kuya tumayo ito at magtanggal ng short at boxer shorts nlng ang natirang suot. Muli itong umupo at tinaas ang paa sa papag na upuan at sumandal. "Rein boxer short muna ako hah ang init kasi dibale tayo lang naman dito.

Ito po ay compilation ko po ng mga sinulat ko, sana po ay magustuhan nyo!? God bless you all!? Meron din po nyan sa Wattpad.

“SAY… HOW ABOUT YOU FORGET THOSE BASTARDS AND RUNAWAY WITH ME??” • • • Dying from an accident on her way home, Amera was given a second chance in life. Reincarnating into a new life, she was reborn into a lavish lifestyle as the daughter of a wealthy household. Amera, distracted by the lavishes around her, hadn't realized something quite sooner. She wasn't simply reborn into any little wealthy girl's household. Except for one of a Mafia. Not just any Mafia, but one of the five biggest terrifying Mob organizations in a BL (Boys' Love) tragic R-18 novel she's perusing. Where the main leads must face horrific events to stay alive throughout the remaining story. However, now she has possessed Roselyn Bleubellé De Lobélia. The worst character to possess in her eyes. • • • “LYING JERK! WE AGREED I’D BE SURROUNDED BY HANDSOME, LOVING MEN IN MY NEXT LIFE! NOT THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE OF THAT!!” —————————————————— » AN ORIGINAL STORY. » COVER EDITED BY ME. @BUBBEE0_0

Professor Nathaniel Pierce rules his lecture hall with an iron will. Cold, unapproachable, and brilliant, he tolerates no distractions, no emotions, and certainly no entanglements. His world is built on discipline and control—until Elena Hart walks in. She is everything he resents in a student—bold, unafraid, and willing to challenge him at every turn. Yet, beneath her defiance lies an undeniable allure, a presence that disrupts the rigid order of his world. As the semester unfolds, the lecture hall—once a space of structure and strict academia—becomes something else entirely. The air shifts, the tension thickens, and the boundaries of authority blur. What begins as an intellectual battle soon spirals into something far more dangerous. Forbidden glances, stolen moments, and a passion that neither of them can afford to indulge threaten to consume them both. But in a world where consequences are real and reputations are everything, how far will they go before the weight of reality comes crashing down? The Lecture Hall Feels Different Now is a gripping tale of control and surrender, intellect and desire, where the mind may resist—but the heart refuses to be silenced.

"mum always said that boys were distraction are being in a relationship with them was double the distraction." I remembered once what my mum had said about my cousin and how a boy ruined her life. I have a crush but I can't tell mum or else she'll lash at me. He's the school's sports player and many girls are after him especially Tessy and by the looks of it, I don't think my dreams of being with him will come through anytime soon. . . . Annabel Mason a sweet, kind girl whose's a nerd and also owns a diary has a crush on Jordan, a handsome guy who is also the school's sports player and all the girls are after him and her goal that year was to make him hers. Jayden Collins, a student from Royal High was sent as an exchange student. He's handsome, good in both sports and academics. Oh? seems there's a twist in the story. Annabel Mason? Jayden Collins? A dorky nerd? Sport's Player and Academic guru? Things are about to get interesting once Jayden offers to help her with her goal? Note: Joshua Mason and Ariana Watson's story is going to continue in this book.

Book One: After Lilith's mysterious disappearance, Ivy must follow her mother's last instructions, leading her to a bizarre land with new and foreign people. Unbeknownst to her, the people of that land are aware of her eventual arrival. However, they are also wary as they've received a prophecy that Ivy could be the savior of their colony or the one who destroys it. Book Two: Still, Zoe is left feeling distracted and distant several months later. Hope is not lost as she receives surprising news that she may(if she plays her cards right) be able to see Ivy again. Book Three: ---------------------------- Next Up is that one dream we all had when we were kids. When we would leave home in search of adventure and all sorts of creatures in our imaginations ran wild in this world. ----------------------------- I will update this story every Monday and now Saturday with a new chapter. "I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com" as well as ScribbleHub

Chapitre 1 : L’enfance dans des jours difficiles Je suis néedans une famille de cinq enfants, au milieu d’une époque où le pays subissait encore les lourdes conséquences de la guerre. À cette époque, ma famille était très pauvre. Mes parents, qui avaient grandi durant cette période difficile, n’avaient pas eu l’opportunité de bénéficier d’une éducation complète. Ainsi, toute leur vie, ils n’ont connu que le travail à la ferme, luttant durement pour subvenir aux besoins de la famille. Être agriculteur à cette époque était très éprouvant. Mes parents devaient se lever à l’aube, qu’il pleuve ou qu’il fasse beau, pour aller semer du riz ou récolter. Mais même le travail aux champs ne suffisait pas à nourrir toute la famille, alors ils devaient effectuer d’autres travaux pénibles. L’un de ces travaux était le déblaiement des pierres, un travail dangereux et épuisant. Mes sœurs, bien que très jeunes, devaient aussi suivre mes parents pour ramasser des pierres et faire exploser des mines. À un âge où elles auraient dû être à l’école comme tant d’autres enfants, elles devaient faire face à un dur labeur. La vie s’écoulait ainsi, et ma famille accueillit deux nouveaux membres – mon frère aîné, puis moi. À cette époque, au Vietnam, les garçons étaient souvent valorisés par rapport aux filles. Mon frère était choyé par mes parents bien plus que mes trois sœurs. Quant à moi, étant la benjamine, j’ai reçu le nom de Huế, d’après une ville ancienne et poétique du Vietnam. Les premiers souvenirs que je peux évoquer remontent à mes cinq ans. Je me rappelle très clairement des enfants du quartier – beaucoup étaient plus jeunes que moi – qui étaient emmenés par leurs parents à l’école maternelle. Quant à moi, je ne pouvais pas y aller. Je me contentais de me tenir à l’extérieur de l’école, à regarder à travers la fenêtre, voyant mes camarades chanter et danser joyeusement. Je ne comprenais pas pourquoi je ne pouvais pas aller à l’école comme eux, mais je ne m’en plaignais pas. Je restais là, observant silencieusement pendant un bon moment, puis je reprenais le chemin de la maison. À cette époque, j’étais une petite fille naïve et innocente, ne comprenant pas grand-chose de la vie, ne sachant que j’étais très obéissante, toujours à l’écoute de mes parents. Je ne savais pas que les années à venir seraient encore pleines de défis… Chapitre 2 : Les jours d’innocence En entrant à l’école primaire et au collège, je garde des souvenirs magnifiques de mes années passées sous le toit de cette école simple. Cette école n’était pas aussi moderne que celles d’aujourd’hui, mais c’était pour moi un endroit extrêmement cher. La cour de l’école était ombragée par de grands arbres, offrant un refuge lors des récréations pleines de rires. Chaque fois que le gong annonçait le début des cours, la cour devenait soudainement silencieuse. À cette époque, mes camarades et moi écoutions attentivement les enseignants, sans téléphones ni Internet, juste des livres et une soif d’apprendre. Le soir, je rentrais dans notre petite maison chaleureuse, où cinq frères et sœurs se retrouvaient avec nos parents. Mes sœurs avaient alors entre 17 et 18 ans, un âge rempli de vitalité et de premiers rêves. Notre maison était donc toujours animée et joyeuse. Les amis de mes sœurs venaient souvent jouer, s’asseyant autour d’un thé et discutant gaiement, ce qui rendait l’atmosphère familiale toujours vivante. Pour ma part, chaque après-midi après l’école, je me plongeais dans l’innocence de l’enfance avec mes amis du quartier. À côté de chez moi se trouvait une grande pelouse, où nous nous rassemblions chaque jour pour jouer à toutes sortes de jeux. Nous apprenions à faire du vélo, à sauter à la corde, à jouer à colin-maillard, à cache-cache… Ces jeux folkloriques faisaient partie intégrante de l’enfance de nombreuses générations, simples mais incroyablement joyeux.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

Aelina lives her hard as hell life alone with no one to support her after loosing both her parents to a tragic accident. She moved in with an aunt and a niece sister who considered her as nothing but a burden left back for them to cater for. They hated and despised her so much as she endured their daily torrents of insults along with maltreatment. She didn't let the depressing atmosphere they created to trap her into thinking a lot snare her as she was blissful about the turn of event of her life. One evening, she catches her boyfriend who she'd taken as a family mainly because he was the only one that was presently supporting her behind her backs. Trying to forget the painful and heart aching heartbreak, she thought it would be best to drink to stupor drowning herself in misery. In her drunken state, she goes through the event of her pathetic and severely difficult life. How was she going to survive in a excruciating world with no job at hand or doing a single work? That was all meant to be sorted when her parts crosses with Brayden Blackford. The billionaire who was unable to fall in love and weary of women because they where distractions. His world was, 'stay with me and I'll make all your dreams come true' then he dropped a ridiculous offer but she wasn't taking him up on it. How long was she going to resist the endearing opulent figures of it state?