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Grace Harper has always been an outsider—raised in a wolf pack that never truly accepted her, adopted by an alpha with too many secrets. When her ex-boyfriend leaves her for his mate and the truth of her adoption comes to light, Grace knows she has to leave… or die trying. But her path to freedom slams into the Lycan King. Cold, powerful, and burdened by the ghosts of a past he refuses to share, Caine doesn’t want Grace in his world. He doesn’t believe she belongs in any world but her own. And yet, with fate tethering their souls, his control begins to crack. Grace never asked for his protection. She never asked to want him, either. But something ancient is waking, and the deeper she dives into the truth of her past, the more she realizes: maybe she was never meant to be free. Maybe she was meant to change everything. Starting with him. ---- *Grace of a Wolf* is the slightly unhinged romance between a human girl with inconvenient human morals and her mildly sociopathic fated mate—who also happens to be the Lycan King and has the emotional intelligence of a rock. Thankfully, their dangerously magnetic bond is (barely) balanced by found family chaos, a buttload of magic, and a fated mate connection that might actually kill her if they touch. Oops. Just when you think you’re reading *yet another werewolf story*, the plot and worldbuilding sneak up behind you with claws, teeth, and actual stakes. It’s slow-burn, emotionally messy, and laced with the kind of tension that could kill—or kiss—you. --- **WARNINGS:** R18: Smutty smut smut. Also, dark themes, including but not limited to: Murder, attempted murder, a stack of dead bodies, betrayal, mild sociopathy, an ML who appears to bathe in red flags despite his favorite color being green, an unwarranted hatred of blueberry muffins, and pillow thievery. A **slow burn**, spicy wolf shifter urban fantasy romance with a lot of random plot trying to knot-block everything. When the spice hits, please read responsibly. Thank you~ [WSA 2025 Contest Entry]

Ashton is stuck between an underwater volcano, and a heart devouring dragon. Metaphorically speaking anyway. The princess of the sea has sworn on her mother's life to drag him down. Problem is, Ashton can't be killed. So after hundreds of years of pulling beasts of legend to her side, rewriting history, and backing him into a corner where he broke his heart into pieces, she thinks that with one final push... she may convince Ashton to simply end his own existence. Ashton is fully aware of her little schemes, it's not every day a dragon get's its still beating heart ripped out, then is bound to the land it ruthlessly conquered. Ashton would have even found it mildly poetic that the slain dragon was now forced to bless the land for all eternity... if, and emphasis on the IF, the blessing hadn't been twisted into a curse for the last 700 years. Now, Ashton has a few minor inconveniences to deal with. First, he's stuck in a decaying body. Second his memories aren't fully intact. Third, it would prick his pride if the descendants of "blessed" dragon died while he was in their territory. Fourth, he has two really, really, REALLY scary siblings that don't always bother with the details. Fifth, the only reason this princess and her mother even had the chance to scheme against him is because he was looking for a possible mate. He's the only one of his kind, thousands of years alone has him craving for a companion... for a heart to sing just for him... There are really only two outcomes now that Ashton is starting to regain his memories. Will the princess succeed in dragging him down, used as the new sacrifice to keep the "blessing" going, or will he ascend?

Ashes of the Chosen In a world where hope is a liability and power is a curse, what does it mean to be chosen? The year is 6189. Earth is no longer a home—it’s a wasteland turned power farm, drained to fuel the luxurious lives of humans who escaped into space. The elite call themselves visionaries. Those left behind call them Outsiders. To unlock limitless energy, the Intergalactic Ascension Council initiates Project Fractal—a mission to send human minds into the mysterious 4th Dimension, where thought shapes reality. But only the rarest children can survive the journey. Those children are bred in secrecy, tortured in orphanages, and selected through blood. Solin was never supposed to be the chosen one. He kept his power hidden. He wanted to survive—not ascend. But when his orphanage is massacred for failing to produce a candidate, Solin unleashes a power that manipulates time itself. Captured and declared the perfect Fractal subject, he is forced into a mission he never chose… while haunted by the loss of the one person who believed in him. Elari, the girl who taught him to hope, is gone. Or so he thinks. What Solin doesn’t know is that in the shadows of a ruined Earth, another survivor watches—Kael, once forgotten, now reborn with a vow: “If I cannot be hope… I will become the illusion of it As reality fractures, fates collide, and the boundary between man and machine crumbles, Solin must decide: Will he bend time to escape the system—or become the weapon that shatters it?

Synopsis: After forging the Pact of Crimson Hearts with the mysterious and dazzling Tachibana, Machio’s life takes a sudden turn—from mildly embarrassing to full-blown humiliating. The soul-thread that ties him to Tachibana now acts like a cosmic magnet... but instead of attracting noble allies or wise mentors, it only summons sadistic women with a twisted sense of affection! From gothic vampire ladies who want to "train" him like a pet, to overpowered exorcist girls who think making him dress in frilly outfits will "purify his spirit," Machio can't walk five steps without getting dragged into some new mortifying situation. Each encounter chips away at his dignity—and Nariyuki, being the best worst friend ever, documents it all for the memes. Meanwhile, Tachibana, secretly a little jealous but way too proud to admit it, tries to "protect" Machio... which somehow only makes the sadistic rivals more interested in stealing him away! As Machio struggles to uncover the mystery of their cursed bond, he must also survive a daily gauntlet of teasing, traps, and "punishment games" — all while desperately trying not to break the fragile soul-thread that now ties his fate to Tachibana’s. Because if he dies of humiliation… she does too. And so begins the most chaotic, ego-shattering love story across time. Genres: Romantic Comedy, Supernatural, Action, Sadistic Humor Tags: Vampire Princess, Cursed Romance, Sadistic Love Interests, Humiliation Comedy, Soul Bond, Destiny, Disaster Best Friend

What happens if the one transcendent being that cares for mortals fell and got a second chance in a world full of magic, intrigue and possibly even friendships? Does the past determine the future or are we all able to pick our own destiny? An angel, one of the two nigh immortal species in existence, has been hunted and killed by his own kind because he wasn’t prepared to watch silently while his people followed their own desires to whatever end. When, against all odds, he opened his eyes again, he was someone else, his past and powers hidden deep within him. On an ancient world, with advanced magic but medieval technology, he was reborn as Cassandra Pendragon, the youngest daughter of one of the five royal families on Boseiju, the home of the fox tribe, the kitsune. As she grew up, who she was and who she had been, started shaping her future. Forgotten friends and unknown enemies began knocking at her door and while she struggled to find her way between the past and the present, the winds of war were already blowing across her home. I‘ll try to publish at least 2 chapters a week, probably more. The first story arc is pretty much mapped out. Should be around 150 or 160 chapters for the first volume (it’s taking much longer than I expected) and the second one is nearly finished as well. Try it, it should be one hell of a ride. One more thing: the first two chapters are more or less a prologue and if you want to, you can skip them, I wouldn’t recommend it, though. The writing style as well as the perspective shifts dramatically, afterwards. As for trigger warnings: it’s going to get gory from time to time, and the MC often has to pay a toll in blood. Additionally there are -mildly- sexualised scenes, once in a while, but nothing graphic. Lastly, somewhen webnovel changed the description box from female lead to female oriented. It’s mandatory and I can’t change it either way but I have no clue if the book is catering male or female preferences. I hope the description above makes up for whatever confusion it might cause.

Did you ever wake up to the end of the world? No, seriously. Not the “oh no I left the stove on and now the apartment smells like death” kind of day. I’m talking real the end-of-the-world stuff. Screaming skies, gravity hiccupping like it’s drunk, your neighbor’s cat sprouting wings and declaring itself the harbinger of the Meat Singularity. No? Lucky you. Now imagine waking up to that again. And again. And again. To the point where you start ranking each apocalypse like a reality show. “Episode 88: Lava Sharks vs. Nano-Mormons.” “Episode 103: The Time Gravity Turned Inside-Out and Everyone Was Suddenly Left-Handed.” That one was weird. You know, it's like your dose of ordinary fever dreams. But daily. Something like that. That absurd, I mean. My name’s Rafael Vagathris. I’m a regressor. Which is a fancy way of saying I’ve died a lot, watched the world end a lot, and respawned more times than your average gamer rage-quitting Minecraft. Every time the world croaks, I get booted back to square one with a hangover, a sarcastic AI in my head, and the deeply comforting realization that I’m the only one who remembers any of it. So that’s cool. My helpful companion in this eternal Groundhog Day Armageddon is M.O.T.H.E.R.—the Modular Operational Time-Hop Emergency Regulator. Or as I like to call her, “Mo,” or “The Glitch Witch.” She’s technically here to help me stop the apocalypse. Probably. Realistically? She’s more interested in giving me daily randomized perks like “Your bones are now inflatable!” or “Congratulations, you are now mildly magnetic to forks.” She also assigns quests. Once, I was told to seduce a sentient vending machine. Another time? Defeat a goose armed with a rocket launcher. I'm still not sure who won that one. The goose definitely walked away. On fire. But confident. You’d think after all this time I’d have a plan. I don’t. Mostly, I just wing it with a mix of street smarts, recycled knowledge, and an unholy talent for bullshitting my way out of death. What’s different this time? Well… everything. The apocalypse looks wrong. The sky cracked sideways. The same people I usually save are in different places—or worse, alive when they should be dead. I mean, good for them, but creepy for me. Mo’s glitching harder than ever. The rules are changing. Maybe I did something wrong last run. Maybe I did something right. Maybe this time the apocalypse isn’t just something to survive—it’s something I caused. So yeah. New day. New reboot. Same cosmic disaster. And me? Still here. Still sarcastic. Still determined to fix this mess, or at least get a decent cup of coffee before we all implode again. And surely, finding some one I missed in every single loop. Welcome to the end of the world. Again. ***

You know what's worse than being dead? Being half-dead. With a stiff back. No coffee. A Minecraft sheep as my emotional support animal. And a tattoo that vibrates every time I screw up — which is... often. I’m Renji Kurogane. Once a cop. Then an archaeologist. Now? Just a guy with a cosmic parasite squatting in his soul, offering universal Wi-Fi and occasional sarcasm. It all started with a cursed envelope. No sender. No return address. Just a notebook that hissed at me and a single word — Senku. One word too many. Since then? Reality’s been unraveling like a drunk god’s sweater. Timelines are glitching. Doors are opening. And somehow, I’m still the one holding the detonator. I’m not a chosen one. There’s no prophecy. No divine calling. I’m a walking bug in the system. A corrupted save file the multiverse keeps trying to delete. I’m searching for 23 fragments — ancient, cursed, possibly sentient gems that lock away something so broken, Time itself blocked it on all platforms. My mentor? A forgotten god with the ego of a cursed influencer. My spiritual guide? A sheep. A literal sheep. And yes — she judges me with every pixelated blink. This isn’t a hero’s journey. It’s not even a comeback story. It’s an existential black comedy wrapped in cosmic horror, buried under unreliable memories, and gift-wrapped by fate with duct tape and bad decisions. The universe doesn’t want to be saved. It just wants to laugh — front-row — while I fall apart. So yeah. If Deadpool, Rick Sanchez, and John Constantine had a deeply troubled child, handed him a cursed relic and a one-way ticket to Hell… You’d get me. Welcome to my story. But be careful. The Eye already noticed you. Author’s Note This story is 100% original and entirely written, directed, and emotionally overcaffeinated by me. Yes, I use tools for grammar polish and creative fine-tuning — because I like my commas functional and my metaphors mildly unhinged. But every plot twist, every relic, every scream into the void… Is handcrafted with existential dread, narrative obsession, and the kind of insomnia that makes ancient gods nervous. No AI chapters. No plagiarism. No copy-paste translations. Just me, my chaos, and a story that probably shouldn’t exist. But here we are.

Kazuki died doing what he loved most: absolutely nothing useful. But instead of peace, he wakes up in a broken world where gods gamble on mortals, monsters scream in ancient Latin, and everything he touches turns mildly cursed. Now branded as “The Vessel” and dumped on the infamous Infernal Path, Kazuki gains EXP every time he suffers—and boy, does he suffer a lot. Armed with a soup ladle, a sarcastic talking cat named Mistral, and a system that raises his corruption faster than his stats, Kazuki must navigate deadly dungeons, soul-eating relics, and a prophecy that claims he might be the reincarnation of an ancient cosmic disaster. Or maybe the disaster itself. Surrounded by a reluctant elf archer with emotional range issues, a battle-happy himbo, and a mage whose trust levels are permanently set to “knife,” Kazuki doesn’t know whether he’s destined to break the cycle… or become it. One thing’s for sure: he’s not the hero. He’s just the problem no one can fix.

A mortal being, a teenager just like any other, a football star, mildly attractive, just trying to make a living for himself and his father, one night changed his life. The story of a mortal turned god among men . Watch the story of Michael Jackson an average 16 year old called to destroy the Godslayer, and bring peace to a land on the brink of collapse

Author FangTing, Editor LuoYeh, hope you like our story. I didn’t write this. I dreamed it. Every night, I close my eyes, and the story keeps going— chapters I don’t remember writing, characters I’ve never met… but somehow, they know me. Sometimes I wake up with lines already in my head. Sometimes I open the file and there’s a new paragraph, like the story wrote itself while I wasn’t looking. I stopped questioning it around Chapter 12. I think this might be someone else’s memory. Or maybe it’s mine… just from the wrong version of Earth. Anyway. If you're into time loops, lost identities, parallel timelines, or just mildly haunted content: welcome to the weird side. Updates daily, unless the dream skips. Not explained, Not entirely conscious.

Chris Solis Noctis was expecting a normal life. Graduate college, get a job, maybe become mildly successful. What he wasn’t expecting? Waking up as a helpless baby in a completely different world, stuck in a luxurious crib with zero motor skills and a full-blown existential crisis. Reincarnation was supposed to come with perks—overpowered abilities, a handy system menu, something! Instead, he gets: - No magic menu. (Rude.) - No god-given cheat skills. (Where’s the refund button?) - No idea why his ridiculously powerful family treats him like a walking prophecy. His father could declare war with a raised eyebrow, his mother casually floats midair like it’s normal, and everyone keeps acting like his existence is a big deal. Oh, and let’s not forget the two moons that seem a little too interested in his life choices. Armed with sarcasm, mild paranoia, and the stubborn refusal to accept baby jail as his new reality, Chris is determined to figure out why he’s here, how to survive, and whether fate really has it out for him. Because if the universe won’t give him plot armor… he’ll just have to make his own.

This is a story I put together randomly and yeah it will be fun rocky ride also was bored and mildly drunk when I thought of this idea Disclaimer: there are not many words in this Novel and i'm sorry for that but i don't have much time on my hands with work and everything so these chapters might be short but as time goes they will get longer also i may disappear from time to time.

In a world where gods bicker like siblings, heroes flex for fame, and magic flows as freely as tavern ale, one unlucky soul gets the reincarnation deal of a lifetime—well, almost. Waking up in a fluffy body with twitchy ears and a tail that won't stop wiggling, our protagonist quickly realizes his new life isn’t exactly the stuff of epic ballads. He’s not a fearsome dragon, a dashing swordsman, or even a mildly threatening goblin. Nope. He’s a rabbit—a cute, pint-sized ball of fluff with "snack" written all over him. But hey, when life gives you carrots, you make stew… or, uh, figure out how not to become rabbit stew. Armed with quick wits, an absurd amount of luck, and a knack for dodging death by hopping around, this hare-raising adventure sees him hopping through a magical world full of danger, absurdity, and even romance. (Who knew some people were into rabbits?!) With gods watching his every move, adventurers mistaking him for loot, and predators thinking he looks delicious, one thing’s for sure: it’s not easy being prey. But with a little cunning and maybe some help from a snarky companion or two, he might just prove that even the smallest creature can have the biggest bite.

Yet I had to ask. In return for what? One dark eyebrow slanted, and his voice held an edge of mockery. “Occupying my home, my bed. My eyes blazed blue fire. “As your mistress? He sounded mildly amused, and at that moment I truly hated him. “Then…..what? I demanded. “As my wife! For a moment I lost the power of speech, and I felt the blood drain from my cheeks. “If this is a joke, I began shakily, it’s in very bad taste. Chef Anna needs cash fast and there’s only one man she can turn to… Eric Alexander. Eric needs to marry to meet the terms of his late father’s will, so he’ll help Anna. She’ll be his convenient wife. It’s so sexy and interesting, it will leave you breathless.

Participate in the games of eroticism and unlock your inner fantasies and desires. The Games of Ecstasy will explore the steamy adventures of a man and a woman locked in a room. To survive and escape from there, they have no choice but to engage in the pleasurable acts of flesh and open their hearts to each other. Come and join in this sensual journey of eroticism with bated breaths and wild imagination. ------------- Additional Tags: Kissing, Sweating, Foreplay, Massage, Sweet Sex, No Rape, No Forced Play, Blowjob, Erotic Eating, etc. Erotic Meter *= Slightly Erotic mainly kissing, skinship or light foreplay. **=Mildly Erotic with genital touching like masturbation, cunnilingus and outercourse. ***=Penetration Sex and more kinky stuff. Note: This will be a story full of smut and romance and will gradually become more erotic and sexual. There will be no sex from the get go, but include character and relationship development. Actual Sex is planned to be written on the seventh day(In book's time). Until then, there will all sorts of mild erotic play.

Ronnie was mildly amused when she came across the close-to-death pretty boy hidden on her path to her next village, saving his life was easy raising him to be a good king was more complicated and annoying than she bargained for. The cover art isn't mine, if the artist doesn't like it used please just leave a message and I'll take it down.

It can be quite bad to lose money. It can, to put it mildly, always lead to hopelessness and suffering, which is exactly what happened to me. Everything appeared genuine until I discovered, after putting $1,894,000 in cryptocurrencies in an online investment scam, that I had been conned. I had been depressed for days until I saw an article about Redeemed Hacker-Pro, a hacking and digital asset recovery agency, and how they help victims of fraud regain their lost money. After some hesitation, I chose to give them a shot. Working with Redeemed Hacker-Pro, I was able to recover my stolen money back after a few procedures in a matter of hours. Redeemed Hacker-Pro is also available to assist any further victims of scams. reach out to them now through their urgent line at' Email:- redeemed.h.p@consultant.com or Website:- https://redeemedhackerpro.wixsite.com/redeem-hacker-pro

[HIATUS] "I would crawl through Hell to find my way back to you. Thousands lifetimes, thousands reincarnations. I would do the same thing again and again. For you...my beloved." *** As the Princess of Beast Mainland, Ouyang Xueqing spent her whole life being sheltered and pampered. Being an impulsive thirteen-years-old little girl she was, when human male Mo Yujian caught her attention, the only thing she could do was to sneak out and disguised herself as a male to get close to him. Through a string of events, she succeeded in becoming his one and only disciple. Everything started only with a favor repayment. But when Ouyang Xueqing found herself grow fonder and fonder of Mo Yujian, what should she do? Go back or stay by his side? When the secret of demonic bloodline in her ancestral was exposed, would Mo Yujian still choose to stand by her side even if it meant to go against the whole human race? It was a forbidden love from the start. A human and a beast, the good and the evil. They knew that it was a taboo...yet they couldn't stop. Even if everything ended in tragedy, all they ever wanted was a chance to love each other again. Just like what had happened a long, long time ago... However this time, would the Gods finally give them a chance to be happy? Additional tags: Romance, dragon, gender bender, fluffy, forbidden love, action, adventure, powerful love interest, love triangle, tragedy, important side character(s), mildly gore, survival, war, slowburn, mature, past play an important part Volume 1 - The Beginning Volume 2 - Blossoming Love Volume 3 - The Awakening Volume 4 - Blood, Love and War Volume 5 - To be continued > Disclaimer: cover from Pinterest Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord server: bit.ly/delanadiscord Discord: delanasiwarka#1490

Riddle was... well lonely to put it mildly. But after an interesting man hunts them down things like loneliness seem far far away. However when opening a new door a closed one always follows. What happens when things and people from the past come back to haunt them. All Riddle wanted was a quiet and peaceful life yet the gods seem hellbent against it. Thank you for taking the time to read this book! I write part time so don't expect updates too often! I apologize for any future errors, I don't write this book directly on the app so sometimes things change when I make the transfer! Also this book is a polyamous book! Don't like it, Don't read.

Daniel Faust was a mildly talented, underachieving, slightly lecherous data analyst who wanted nothing more than to live a simple life with his darling wife, Anne. For him His life was perfect, or at least it looked that way to him. Until life threw a curve ball at him. They diagnosed him with cancer. The doctors were adamant that Dan wouldn't last long without surgery, so he would have to be on chemotherapy for six months at the very least, so Dan did exactly that. He went on chemo only to lose his hair, his job, his wife, and then finally his life. Dan wasn't really expecting a whole new gig in life after death because of cancer. He was hoping for peace at the very least, but the universe had something else entirely in stock for him. Dan was thrust into a body of a child thrown into a world he barely understood with powers that he needed to hide, with a name that was not his but was his, and a life that was not worth much to anybody but himself. Meet Our protagonist as he tries to survive in a hostile world of magic power cruelty and things unknown that in every right should be nothing but stories and myth. Join him on a journey as he encounters old gods, dark elves, blood elves, night elves, high elves, dwarves, goblins, orcs, and mythical beings not to mention humans of all kinds, He is cursed with a cruel fate, and to escape that fate he needs to figure out his mysterious powers and who he can trust and who is out to kill him...or worse. . Disclaimers: This story will contain eastern name settings as well as western setting names, so eastern names based on Chinese and Japanese Names in this setting will be presented with the family name before the given name (i.e., Last name first name). I would like to tell you, that I'm in no way, shape, or form a professional writer and that it will not be perfect. I will nonetheless strive to make it the most accurate and pertinent possible when it is due. I am, also, not a native speaker. My English skills are roughly 90% self-taught. You are welcome to correct my poor mastery of your tongue in the commentary section if you do it nicely, I'll correct my, multiple, blunders. Divine Warlock is my Second serious attempt at writing a story. It's heavily inspired by East Asia culture, folklore, and mythology, with the western magic element. I will try to write every day, with a goal of about 45,000 words per month (~1500 per day). Chapter lengths are random on average, I will be releasing chapters on the day they are ready.

IT IS DROPPED!!! ------------------------------------------------------------------- Genius or mentally retarded? When a mildly mentally retarded teenager with low IQ steps on the green field, what kind of storm will he blow? Chased away from La Masia and rise on the British peninsula. Yi Le is on his way to be a midfield master! ------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a translated work from a chinese novel. it is not my original novel and all copyright goes to the author Gold Seal. MTLNovel Title : "Lu Yin Silly Waist" or "LYSW" for short.

Khirelle, the War goddess, is hailed as one of the greatest fighters since time immemorial. However, no one knows this indisputable fact, except for Zeus himself. But not even he, nor Hercules, can even dream about defeating her. This goddess of war may be the most powerful on this planet, but when it came to matters of the heart, though? Love? Pfft, forget about it! Love, is the only battle she'll always lose on, again and again. Whoever said, 'There's plenty of fish in the sea,' obviously didn't know what it's like to be a goddess who lived in Mt. Olympus! Everyone knows how messed up the Grecian deities are when it comes to relationships, and that's putting it mildly. Undeterred by what's considered 'normal' in their society, Khirelle takes matters into her own hands and decides to create her partner entirely from scratch. Yes, literally. Using an ancient spell, she has to go through a long and arduous journey that's filled with never-ending trials that'll continuously test her to her utmost limits. A grand adventure that's packed with violence, laughter, heartache, friendship, table flip worthy scenarios, self-discovery, and let's not forget - tea, and even more tea. - "So, all these ingredients I'm going to gather, they're going to be used to create my husband?" "What? My concern's pretty legit, you know? I mean... 30 River siren femurs, 10 Elysian worm skulls, 5 Centaur skin... I don't know about you, but don't you think this destined better half of mine, is going to end up looking like a chimera at this point?!"

Stuart doesn't really know why he's going to college. He doesn't know why he's in the metamorphic-science program. In fact, he doesn't really know why he's doing *anything,* other than a vague sense of obligation and persistent existential angst. But when he and two of his classmates are caught in a freak lab accident, he suddenly has much bigger things to worry about instead. (Well, make that "in addition to.") With he and his lab partners stuck trying to cope with unfamiliar new bodies, deal with angry *and* curious faculty members, re-integrate into campus life, and come to terms with their own personal issues, it's anybody's guess where it will all end up for them... The first standalone novel from the weirdo who ringled a number of long-running and highly eclectic interactive stories on Fiction Branches and elsewhere, it's a (hopefully more structured and focused) slice-of-life mad-science gender-bender dramedy full of introspection, emotional growth, and what another author in the community refers to as "gender feels" (plus some good old-fashioned mildly sexy hijinks and dirty jokes.) Don't miss it! Or miss it, whatever, it'll still be here. C'mon. You know you want to. Updates M-W-F

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In a mildly rural town by the sea, life and people never seem to differ from average, but it turns out it wasn't always like this. After the wrenching loss of her brother Ethan, Clarity, a teen with a life that seems to be nothing but trauma, finds that her life, and the people around her aren't what they seem. Her discoveries almost always include deaths, unanswered questions, romance and one peculiar silver locket.

Ahmed currently works at the Carl Sagan Radio Observatory as a graduate student, but he used to work for his family, casually spying on his relatives and manipulating them using implausibly well-planned "scenarios." His family is gigantic—old money—with bizarre traditions meant to encourage competence in clandestine affairs as well as being insanely resourceful. One of his favorite hobbies is "people watching," which gives him the chance to use his skills and surplus equipment for fun. Normal people watching involves sitting someplace public and watching people as they walk by. Ahmed, on the other hand, hides high-tech cameras and covert listening devices in public places, thus allowing him to do this remotely, which is pretty much the same thing, right? His methods, despite being strange and mildly invasive, ultimately adds a degree of efficiency and convenience to his seemingly mundane hobby. Shinjiro and Kit are best friends and students at Zephyrus University. Kit is straight and has a girlfriend, while the openly-gay Shinjiro has a crush on him. It's a secret that Shinjiro has kept for a long time because to reveal it would be worse than pointless. Crushing on your straight best friend rarely ends well, but based on his observations, Ahmed thinks that Kit might not be as straight as he thinks he is. Shinjiro and Kit do not know Ahmed, but he knows them! For Ahmed, this is the perfect chance to meddle in the private matters of others for both fun and profit! After some preparation and careful planning, Ahmed approaches a despondent Shinjiro with an offer to help him resolve his situation, once and for all. In return, Ahmed will get to experiment on the both of them while unobtrusively recording and documenting everything for the purposes of writing a book. At least, that's what he tells Shinjiro. It is plainly evident to all those involved that Ahmed has additional ulterior motives. However, he has so many ulterior motives that isn't clear if he actually has any motives that aren't ulterior.

I was a gamer. I earned my living by playing games and power leveling accounts for other people. My life was -as you could say- the ideal. Everything was perfect... Until the day I died by falling down an open manhole. Now I've been reborn. With the body and skills of the last character I played, I set off to find a way to feed my only addiction: leveling up characters. - This novel was first posted on Royal Road. I'm posting an edited version here. Schedule is 1 chapter a day, 3:30 am EST. If the novel makes top 100, I'll release two a day. This version has been mildly edited by me, but some mistakes will remain. Feel free to point them out in the comments. - If you want to buy me a coffee: ko-fi.com/zanderkoala If you want to support me on patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Zanderkoala

CURRENTLY REWRITING. SEE YOU SOON. "Tesoro, what did you do..." "Nothing ah, nothing." 'Then why are your lovely fingers around his neck?!!!!' --- Sigh. "Tesoro, if you do not stop slapping her, your hand will bruise." "Who told this white lotus to look at you for more than 10 seconds?!" Niccolo Amorelli thought he had everything he could ever want; a successful empire, fast cars, and a string of beautiful mistresses at his beck and call. He was content. At least he was before he encountered the puzzling Chinese heiress, Huang YiFei, at a social gathering in Volterra. She was a drop of blood in a sea of black and white in her scarlet dress that she wore like armour. He admired her gall and approached her with every intention to make her one of his mistresses. To his disappointment, however, she was a meek wallflower instead of the tempest he expected. Niccolo then buried his infatuation with her beauty and pushed every thought of her out of his head. Five months passed before fate thought to cross their paths again, this time at a wedding reception in Venice. Niccolo, horrified by the self-revelation that his desire to possess her had not paled and aroused by her exquisite dress, swore he would bed the Chinese beauty to quench his thirst. Having said that...helping the heiress hide a dead body was not part of his delicious seduction. It wouldn't have been such an issue if the body in question was not the man of the hour.

Ten participants, nine rounds and chances, but only one survives. A game where losing means death, but winning would grant you any wish. After unintentionally killing his grandma, a strange man came knocking at Marty’s door, telling him he had the sure fire way for him to escape the judicial punishment. In a country where the punishment for murder was either a lethal injection or an electric chair, Marty was scared shitless, knowing full well how all the evidence pointed to him. “I’ll come with you,” he said. The man grinned at him and handed him a thumb-sized bottle. “Show me your resolve.” Without hesitation, Marty downed the bottle’s content, causing him to experience agonizing pain. When he opened his eyes, he was already in another place facing a human-sized rabbit along with the other participants. Thus the game begins: THE RELIFE GAME!!

This story involves a teenage girl with her twin brother and her friends by her side facing their demons together. Read this book to find out whether the girl finds her Prince charming who could see here real side, the broken one, the one which is even hidden from her own brother! Plz give this book a chance..