Rock Me Mama

Jeder wusste, dass die junge Frau Shen, nachdem sie von einem wilden Mann verlassen worden war, selbstsüchtig wurde und schwanger wurde, ohne zu heiraten. Nachdem sie aus ihrem Haus vertrieben worden war, verfiel sie in einen Zustand der Verzweiflung. Die berüchtigte Shen Ruojing erschien jedoch auf dem Geburtstagsbankett der alten Madam der Familie Chu. Alle verhöhnten sie. "Diejenigen, die Millionen an Geschenken schicken, sitzen an einem Tisch, während diejenigen, die Dutzende Millionen an Geschenken schicken, am anderen sitzen." "Frau Shen, wie viel haben Sie gegeben?" Die Menge wartete darauf, dass sie sich lächerlich machen würde, aber Shen Ruojing zog einen entzückenden kleinen Jungen hinter sich hervor und sagte: "Entschuldigen Sie, Madam, an welchem Tisch wird Ihr ältester Enkel sitzen?" *** Shen Ruojing wollte ihre Zeit mit Faulenzen verbringen, stieß aber bei der Familie auf unterschiedliche Weise auf Ablehnung. "Wir haben erstklassige Hacker, Musikmeister, Technikexperten... Jeder ist in dieser Familie bekannt. Was bringst du mit?" Shen Ruojing rieb sich das Kinn. "Nun, all die Dinge, die du erwähnt hast ... Ich kenne mich mit allem ein bisschen aus." Ihre drei bezaubernden Kinder standen neben ihr und nickten unisono: "Wir können bezeugen, dass Mama wirklich von allem ein bisschen weiß!"

Marcus Jones was a passionate soccer enthusiast who found himself in the afterlife with another chance; haunted by the memories of a painful life and driven by an unrelenting passion for the game, Marcus chose a second chance to fulfill his dreams. As he navigates a world of selfish clubs and soccer prodigies, he realizes that soccer is not merely a sport but the grandest stage in the pursuit of dreams that transcend the boundaries of human capability. Guided by his undying love for the game, Marcus confronts the challenges that thwart his journey to greatness. "The Soccer in Me" explores the themes of pursuing dreams, second chances, and cherishing life as Marcus Jones grapples with his past, embraces his present, and strives for a future where the echoes of the past propel him toward a destiny that transcends the confines of mortal existence. In a world where the pitch becomes humanity's battleground, and love defies constraint, Marcus learns that every kick, every goal, and every heartbeat is a step closer to the eternity of his dreams. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author: I am trying to dip my toes into the idea of writing, so constructive ideas or corrections is greatly appreciated. Just know that to repost a chapter messes up the book in people's Libraries, so any mistake you find I will correct on my Original Document, but will not be posted on Webnovel until I finish the novel and repost the whole thing with all the edits. - Expect Chapters to be anywhere between 500-800 words, obviously it could go over, but the minimum will always be 500. - I do not have a set schedule for posting, but I want to try at least once a week. - There will be elements of Romance and it will be heavily explored, but the main theme of the novel will always be Soccer/Futbol. No Harem.

By a stroke of fate, Uchiha reincarnated as a rock and sets out on a grand quest to head for the hot spring. Fanfic

My mind reeled as the realization dawned on me that the man I had casually bumped into was none other than Christopher Hemsworth. A wave of panic surged through me. What if he was annoyed that I had bumped into him? My heart raced at the thought, a mixture of fear and anxiety knotting my stomach. I replayed our brief encounter in my mind, worrying about the impression I might have made. As I tried to compose myself, I suddenly noticed his gaze shifting across the room. My breath caught in my throat as I realized he wasn't just looking in my direction; he was looking directly at me. My heart pounded in my chest, every beat echoing in my ears. His hazel eyes, so captivating up close, now seemed to pierce through the distance between us, locking onto mine with an intensity that made my pulse quicken. For a moment, everything else faded away-the bustling crowd, the applause, even the sound of my own thoughts. It was as if the world had narrowed down to just the two of us, connected by an invisible thread. His expression was unreadable, a mixture of curiosity and something else I couldn't quite place. I felt a flush rise to my cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and an inexplicable thrill. I stood there, rooted to the spot, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. The admiration I had felt earlier was now tinged with awe and a touch of disbelief. How could someone so extraordinary take notice of me? The sheer magnetism of his presence made it hard to look away, and yet I was painfully aware of every second that passed under his scrutiny. As he continued to look at me, I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Was he recalling our encounter with amusement, or was he as surprised as I was by this unexpected turn of events? The uncertainty gnawed at me, but beneath it all, a small spark of excitement flickered, kindling a hope I dared not fully acknowledge.

A kingdom which was once plagued by demonic cults, and Suffered for it. They thought hunting them down would get rid of them, but the soldiers were to late. Now will the cults final will and testament be the end. Will it be demons or somthing else closer to home. _______

I stood still as I was in front of the cold man before me. I stared with a firm gaze as I looked for words to say. "I admit, Jordan is your son." I said with a firm gaze and his eyes were on me as I spoke. "So you spent the whole fvcking 5 years not even telling me." he snickered and I looked at him with so much fright. "But we both know you are a beast and you don't have a heart, so please, let me just take my son and we will be out of you're life." I said and held little Jordan in my hands. Quickly, I turned to leave but as I was about to walk out, his next words put me in a halt. "You are not going anywhere with my son. I will take care of him weather you like it or not." he insisted with a cold glare, restricting my movement. I knew I was not going to get anywhere with an argument with him. He was death; a beast; always having his ways in things he does and I knew I couldn't fight him. For a moment I thought. Maybe I should leave Jordan with him, then come visit him. That would be quite right and easy for me. I gathered some courage and now spoke, "Fine then, I'll just come and visit him. So please, take good care of him." I muttered, and the fact that guilt is eating me for all of those years I spent not telling him made me say those exact words. "Visit? Who said you will just be visiting him? You will come and live with him." he said with a husky voice and fear gripped me. "No never, I will never go back there again." I sneered and quickly turned to hurry off, but he grabbed my hands, pulling me back and trapping me against the wall. I could feel the heat of his body so close to mine, and his domineering gaze lowering on me making my heart race while I stared right into his eyes he boldly locked on mine. "It's either you come or die then, Mia." he said and smirked. For a moment, I forgot to breath. •••••••• It has always been hard for Mia Hills as she was working for her grandmother. She was an orphan and lived with her sick grandmother, trying so hard to pay for her grandmother's medical bills. Out of desperation she went to DEATH a deadly man who was ruthless and cold. She did one thing she didn't want to do; she sold her virginity to the beast in exchange for money. After her one stand with death she promised herself that she'd never get linked to death again but when she found out that she is pregnant, her world turned out to be crumbling. Not just any child but DEATH'S CHILD.

Anna's world was crumbling. Her mother's life was fading away, and the medical bills were choking her. In desperation, she made a decision that would cost her a lifetime: a decision to become a baby mama for the wealthy and jerky Adams Winthrop. Adams, the sole heir of the Winthrop Fashion Empire, needed an heir to secure his inheritance. But with his playboy lifestyle and lack of interest in commitment, finding a willing partner seemed impossible. That was until he laid eyes on Anna at the clubhouse. She was in dire need of cash, and he needed a baby. It was a match made of convenience, not love, or so they thought. As the months went by, Anna found herself falling head over heels for the charming and captivating Adams. But could she truly fall for a man who only wanted her for her womb?

Brenda had gambled on love twice, and both times, fate dealt with her. The first heartbreak was bitter and better to let go, but the second? That one shattered her. She had poured every ounce of herself into it, only to be left standing in the ruins of her own devotion. Love had drained her, left her hollow, and taught her that vulnerability was a luxury she could no longer afford. So, she made a choice—a bold one. Love was no longer part of her story. Brenda let go of the romantic fairy tales and turned the page to a new chapter. One where she wasn’t pining or hoping. She was single, powerful, and utterly unshaken in the freedom of being beholden to no one. She wasn’t looking for love anymore because she had found something even better: herself. And in this new life, she didn’t just live—she thrived. * * * * * Until….Spencer came in... Ready to give her another taste of love. Could she allow herself to feel again? To trust again? Or would she choose the familiar safety of solitude, where her heart could never break? L.O.V.V.E.E – E.V.O.L.V.E

Iwa o ayatsuru mono no tensei Alternate name: Ganseki Sōsa Takumi Yamazaki, a 16-year-old high school student, meets an untimely end courtesy of truck-kun. Reborn in a world of swords and sorcery, he is eager to master the art of magic and carve a new destiny. But fate has a cruel sense of humor—Takumi’s magic aptitude is rock manipulation, deemed the weakest and most irrelevant in this magical society. Refusing to be discouraged, Takumi taps into the depth of his newfound powers, discovering ways to shape, summon, and control the very foundations of the earth. As he hones his abilities, he realizes that even the smallest pebble, when wielded with precision and creativity, can become an unstoppable force. With his newfound magic, Takumi embarks on an epic journey, facing daunting foes, unraveling the mysteries of his reincarnation, and uncovering a hidden strength that could rival the greatest mages. In a world where power defines worth, can he prove that magic is only as weak as the mage who wields it?

When I awoke, I was in a place that wasn’t my room. silk pillow beneath my head, and rich tapestries hanging on the walls. I tried to sit up, but my body felt heavy, like it wasn’t mine. I had somehow been reincarnated into a body—the third daughter of the Marquis?! life as the third daughter of the Marquis family was peaceful. Nothing extraordinary ever happened. I spent my days in the comfort of my family's estate, away from the hustle and bustle of court life. My father, though distant, provided for us, and my sisters—while not always the most agreeable—had their own lives to focus on. I was content, living quietly, with no desire for anything more. That is, until I stumbled upon a book. A beautiful cheap novel that talks about a main character who is trying to survive. But I never imagined that the world I read about would collide with my own life. One evening, my father summoned us all to the drawing room. His tone was unusually serious, and the moment I entered, I could feel the tension in the air. He stood at the center, his gaze fixed on something—or someone—I couldn’t see yet. “I have an illegitimate daughter,” he announced, his voice steady but with a hint of something else beneath it. I froze. The words barely registered at first. But then, as he continued, I realized something that made my heart race. The girl he spoke of, this Aorbel, matched the description from the novel I’d read to the smallest detail. “Her name is Aorbel,” my father continued, “and due to the circumstances, she will now be recognized in society as my daughter.” I watched as a delicate figure stepped forward—a girl with platinum blonde hair that shimmered with a faint pinkish hue, and amber eyes ! she appeared. She was small, fragile-looking, her body almost too delicate to belong in such an imposing space. But it was the way she spoke that caught me off guard. "H-hello..." she stuttered, her voice trembling slightly as she introduced herself. "I-It's nice to m-meet you all... M-my name is Aorbel." The name echoed in my mind, and I felt my pulse quicken. Aorbel—the heroine of the novel. I had read about her, followed her story. She was the one who was shunned, rejected, and Her sisters are going to die! Literally! Over some bullshit! Aorbel was real. And worse, her fate was tied to mine. I remembered the novel’s ending. Aorbel’s sisters would all perish!. *I* would perish. Suddenly, the quiet life I had built for myself felt like it was slipping through my fingers. I wasn’t about to sit by and wait for a fate I’d already read about. So, I did what I thought was the only logical thing: I ran. I fled to the countryside, to the village of Hayat, where no one would know my name or my family. There, I lived a quiet life—just like I had always wanted. I had no titles, no expectations. I could finally breathe. But even in the peace of Hayat, trouble had a way of finding me! RIGHT? ............ but...why..i'm here ? , I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at the absurdity of it all. How had my life become so tangled with these nobles, these politics? When I stood before the king, I kept my composure. “It is my duty, Your Majesty,” I said, trying to maintain the calm facade I had perfected. But inside, my mind was racing. *This wasn’t supposed to happen. I just wanted a peaceful life!* The king smiled , but there was an unsettling gleam in his eyes. “Your service has been invaluable, Lady Kevoyal Orilord,” he said, as if my life had been part of some grand design all along. I wanted to scream, to tell him that I had no interest in titles, in recognition, in any of it. But there I stood, accepting the medal, caught in a web of fate I had never wanted. ! SOMONE PLEASE SAVE ME ! And so, the girl who only wanted a quiet life in a rocking chair found herself tangled in something much more complicated than she had ever imagined!!!!

"Você achou que me curar faria com que eu te amasse mais?" Ele zombou, agarrando meu cabelo enquanto me arrastava em direção à porta. "Você está me machucando, Xavier," eu chorei, batendo nele fracamente. Não havia muito que eu pudesse fazer. "Se eu te ver a uma polegada de distância de mim," Ele me jogou contra a parede "Eu desafio as consequências e te mato,". *** Minha companheira e eu estávamos destinados a nos odiar, apenas um ato de amor verdadeiro ou altruísmo do companheiro mais forte poderia colocar nossos destinos no caminho certo, mas durante sete anos, eu tive que suportar o abuso do meu companheiro e seu suposto amor da vida dele até que um dia decidi partir. Parti, determinada a ficar escondida dele para sempre... mas descobri que estava grávida algumas semanas depois.

"Did you think healing me would make me love you more?" He scoffed grabbing my hair as he pulled me towards the door. "You're hurting me, Xavier," I cried beating against him weakly. There was not much I could do. "If I ever see you an inch close to me," He threw me against the wall "I'll damn the consequences and kill you,". *** My mate and I were destined to hate each other, only an act of true love or selflessness from the stronger mate could set our destines on the right path but for seven years, I had to put up with my mate's abuse and his supposed love of his life until one day I decided to leave. I left, determined to stay hidden from him forever... but I found out I was pregnant few weeks later.

The Citizens of Ottawa, Illinois were your average, friendly Midwesterners. However, when seemingly insane things begin to happen, as any Patriotic American would, they answer the call. From the New World Order to the Total Collapse of Society, the Ottawans following the lead of the Ghost of Ottawa struggle and try to survive even the most impossible of odds stacked against them. But is their American Heritage and Midwestern Grit enough to survive? {Rated R due to profanity and the nature of the violence portrayed in the novel.}

"Why can't you come back? My heart beats only for you. Your sight alone quenches my thirst and hunger. Come back to me and I'll accommodate both you and your daughter," he broke into a weak sob "Come back to me, lest I die," he breathed heavily, holding his chest as he voiced the words "Oh, Edward!" Her rehearsed self-control slipped from its firm stand "I want nothing more but to stand in your arms forever," she sighed, "But I'm no more the girl you used to love, I'm a Prostitute." Orphaned Roxanne, manages to land a job as a cleaner in a very prestigious company after four years of waiting helplessly. But this job comes with many tasking responsibilities that keep her forever on her toes. One of them being the fact that she has to keep herself from drowning in the grumpy CEO's lusty bed However, withholding herself from falling into lusty temptation isn't the only struggle she has to face, as she is doomed to find out that the secret of her birth family has been lying beneath her nose, that her moral self-control against lust has slipped out of place and given way to a seed that has zero chance of knowing a father and that there is a concentratedly dangerous killer who would not rest until she has been reduced to ashes.

A young man. Passionate in his art. However when disaster struck. How does he cope? How does it affect those around him? What does he do about it? Murder, rage, fear... just what will he do to change things that are insurmountably greater than himself?

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Callice Elmer Lemminas adalah putra Bangsawan dari Kerajaan Arcaria sekaligus Pangeran Kekaisaran Frostia. Namun sayangnya, status sosialnya yang tinggi tak menjadikan kehidupannya bahagia. kelahirannya yang tidak diharapkan menjadi salah satu pemicunya. Belum lagi dirinya harus berusaha 'melepaskan diri' dari takdir yang menjeratnya, yang membuat dirinya harus selalu berakhir di tangan Lazanus, 'kenalannya' di masa lalu.

Worlds Apart, Hearts Entwined Fanyin's life was already complicated, but nothing could have prepared her for the ultimate plot twist: being thrown into alternate worlds by a system with a bee mascot. The catch? She has to complete tasks to get back home. But every world has a familiar face-his face-different bodies, same magnetic presence, pulling her in despite her best efforts to stay detached. With every mission, Fanyin fights to keep her walls up, but piece by piece, she's falling for the soul inhabiting these different men. Sexy, hilarious, and brimming with chemistry, Fanyin's journey isn't just about the worlds she's thrown into. Who is behind the system, and what grand design is forcing her to complete these quests? Is there a deeper truth she's being led to discover, or is it all part of a cosmic game? Get ready for a wild ride full of steamy moments, laugh-out-loud banter, and the question of whether love truly transcends worlds. ... Bee Mine Across Worlds Fanyin was minding her own business—until a sassy bee system threw her into alternate realities with one goal: complete the missions or never make it home. Easy, right? Not when every world comes with a man who’s too familiar. Different face, same vibes, and definitely too hot to ignore. She’s here to get in, do the job, and get out. But something about him keeps pulling her back in every world. Is it just coincidence, or is there a deeper reason behind these encounters? With snark, steam, and sparks flying, Fanyin must figure out the game—before her heart loses control. Why her? Why him? And who’s really pulling the strings? There’s more at play than she thinks, and the answers might be closer than she realizes… ROCK YOU WORLD AFTER WORLD © 2024 Kashish Mishra (bliss_incarnation). All rights reserved. Excerpt from RYWAW "Going somewhere?" His voice drops, teasing, but there's a dangerous edge beneath the surface that makes my pulse quicken. The playfulness in his eyes has faded, replaced by something more primal, more intense. I flash him a sly smile, forcing myself to remain calm. "No," I murmur, leaning back into him, though my heart pounds against my ribs. "Just getting comfortable on my lover." He raises an eyebrow, his gaze narrowing slightly. The smirk returns, slow and deliberate, but there's a hint of something else-something darker, lurking beneath his usual charm. "Is that what we're calling it now?" Before I can respond, Wilde moves with swift precision, his hand sliding up to cup the back of my neck. The air between us grows heavy, charged, and then his lips crash against mine. It's not soft or slow-it's raw, demanding, and ignites a fire deep in my chest. I gasp, my hands instinctively gripping his jacket as his other arm pulls me flush against him, the heat of his body searing through the thin barrier of clothing. My mind spins, thoughts scattering like leaves in a storm as I lose myself in the kiss. The driver, without a word, flicks on the partition, a subtle acknowledgment of the moment as the car continues to glide down the road, but it's as if the world outside no longer exists.

Sebagai seorang reinkarnasi, yang dahulunya adalah seorang pria tulen, pernahkah kamu berpikir untuk menyukai pria lain, walaupun kini dirimu adalah seorang gadis?

When nothing goes your way and everyone around you takes you for granted, where do you look for help? Ofcourse, you make a wish to a genie. But anything you wish comes with its own terms and conditions.

"Ayoko Mama! Dito lang ako. 'Tsaka Ma, sino 'yang bestfriend mong 'yan? Baka patayin din ako tulad ng ginawa mo sa akin kanina Mama," mariing tutol ko sa gusto ni Mama. "No, Dos. That's final. Nakausap ko na siya kanina at nagkasundo na kami. Ihahatid ka bukas ni Aya doon. Huwag kang mag-alala, mabait 'yon basta matino ka," sabay ngisi sa akin ni Mama. Ano kayang naghihintay kay Dos sa mansion kasama ang babaeng magpapatino sa kanya?

Lucy loses her world in a matter of moments. The things that matter the most were now taken away and she was forced to go into a world that not only made her uncomfortable, but made her step out of her comfort zone and try to become a better new version of herself. Will she be happy again or will her new life crash and burn ending in only disaster.

"Are you fucking serious?!" "Ana its not wh-" "-Don't, call me that." She cut her off grabbing her bag walking through the waves of people. Her cheeks flushed, her heart racing like she just ran a marathon. When she got out of the fully packed house the cold air hit her like a brick wall prickling at her skin. 'Fuck you fuck this fuck fuck fuck' She thought as she ran past the blazing street lights, her mind too occupied by thoughts to notice the dogs and car alarms blaring from a far. She finally slowed down, panting trying to catch air back into her lungs. She collapsed on a nearby bench looking up at the stars, slightly calming down by the sight of them. She closed her eyes enjoying the breeze going over her cooling her down. a Few minutes passed when her stomach churned, she felt uneasy, something was off. She quickly shot up to see a few men approaching her calling out to her. She swiftly got up and paced away from them whlie turning around to check if they were catching up. 'I need to get-' Suddenly she walked into someone, it was a man. She couldn't see much in the dark apart from a hat he was wearing. He was fairly tall and had a slightly intimidating air about him. "Hey lil lady wait up for us!" She heard a voice call out from behind her, she looked up at the stranger in a panicked pleading expression. He then hugged her to his side and whispered "Follow my lead."

This story is about how a boy finds and realizes the truth. Will, it better him or hurt him? Go on and read this story to find out!

Princess and a boy who came to teach to use sword experiences something strange in their life which too quite a wild turn....

you belong to me heather. Body, soul and everything. I want you. I was inside you. I tasted you. And I'm never letting go... for what I feel for you is not love it's obsession, lust, the unorthodox version of deranged love -madness.

Join our mc has he goes through the struggles of life and conquers stuffs perhaps