Adroit Leather

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind. "Is there magic in this world?" Facing Bailuo's question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, "No." "But there are miracles." "What are miracles?" "A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit." The uncle said, "Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder." "Magic!" Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, "This is definitely magic!" "No." His uncle said, "These are truly miracles." Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, "This is a miracle..."

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Ai Si finds herself transmigrated into a tragic supporting character in a Western novel—Eloise. The setting is Gilded Age Manhattan, New York, at the tail end of the 19th century—a city drenched in opulence, its harbors bustling with life. For now, Eloise is still a young girl, living with her younger brother in their aunt’s cramped household. Five people share a tiny room where the walls leak, the floors creak, and the windows whistle with icy drafts. After paying the weekly rent, there’s no money left for coal or flour; every meal is just boiled potatoes, and between them, they can’t muster three proper pairs of leather shoes. Watching the howling snowstorm outside, Eloise feels a pang of despair—she doesn’t even own a decent scarf. Determined to turn things around, she decides to revive the skills of her previous life. First step? Patch together something warm enough to endure the bitter cold...

When a mysterious box appears in his antique shop, Zane's ordinary life shatters—literally—as a leather-clad stranger crashes through his window to steal it. But the theft is only the beginning. Now demons stalk the streets of Asgard, all hunting for Zane, and the box's secrets. His sole protection? Blaine, the irritable thief himself, who turns out to be a fallen angel's son cursed with divine Wrath. Now Zane's quiet life spirals into chaos as he's forced to trust Blaine. Together, they race to find out the box's secrets before the demons hunting them can claim it. But as Zane is drawn deeper into Blaine's world , he realizes the bigger danger might be falling for someone who has sworn never to love. The box holds a power that could tip the balance between Heaven and Hell. And Zane's ordinary life isn't the only thing at stake anymore.

The year is 5244, and humanity has been on pause. Despite centuries of technological advancements, society has stagnated, glued to their phones. Knowledge, ambition, and human connection have crumbled. SOB442 a 12 year old.Is different. A self-proclaimed genius in a sea of mindless phone addicts, he feels like the last person alive who craves something more—knowledge, purpose, meaning. In a world where even his family barely looks up from their devices, SOB442’s only friend is TFR100, a friend so absorbed in tech he barely knows how to speak.But everything changes the day they stumble upon a mysterious object in TFR’s basement: a “slab” unlike anything they’ve ever seen. Made of leather and filled with strange, thin sheets—paper—it carries a title: The Adventures of Shawn and Tucker. To SOB442, it’s not just a curiosity; it’s a relic from a forgotten era, a key to uncovering humanity’s lost history. Determined to uncover the truth behind the slab, SOB442 embarks on a quest to learn what the book holds and why it was buried in a world that’s forgotten how to read. Along the way, he’ll face resistance from a society that sees no value in the past, a government that thrives on ignorance, and his own doubts about whether one kid can reignite the spark of human curiosity. In a world where everyone is online, can one boy reconnect humanity to the stories that made it human?

Journal entries of a Nobody - I found this journal in the middle of the night on my night stand - there was only one entry in it. As I live alone, I was terrified. As days went by, I found more entries in the journal... then i was scared but I started to believe in magic....The cover of the Journal is Pure Black Leather with the terms Angel & Demon stitched on it with blood red glass-like thread - Thus, MAGIC!

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

synopsis: Here in my life: Past year's ago Papa's death had already veiled our family in a sheet of frost and if something happened to my younger brother now,I'm afraid that I would lose the courage to live. I almost collapsed when I heard the news of Cielo's accident and my tears keeps streaming down to my cheeks seeing him lying at the hospital bed with tube's connected all over his body. The situation doesn't look good and the residential doctors did all their best to save my brother from danger however there was a hemorrhage within his cranium and the location of the bleeding is extremely sensitive and only the best neurosurgeon can proceed the second operation.It also mean that his situation hadn't stabilized yet. Knowing this, I ultimately lose myself as I burst into tear's begging the doctors to save my brother's life but all of them didn't have a full confidence to perform the second operation. "You knew what to do bro." Bernard sincerely suggested while looking at Harrish who's sitting beside me. We are inside of his office and both of us seated at the black leather sofa. "I know but it's not easy." Harrish sighed while looking at me. "I can asked for help but it will take time for my uncle to do the operation because of his line up appointments." "And he is only available to his family member and Xiah is not related to you,so she needed to wait." Bernard said warily. "But Cielos condition well be at risked if we will not do the operation ASAP." "I know but my uncle has his own protocols and only related to him had that privileged." Harrish said in low voice and the two gentlemen deeply sighed. "We need to make a way." Bernard said as he stood up on his chair and the both of us followed. "Please save my brother!" I say through my sob while holding on Bernard hand. "We will do our best but you need to be strong for him." Bernard gently said as he tap my hand by his "You can discuss this matter." He sighed "As for now,I have to excuse myself to check my patients." He politely added and slowly walked out the room. "Let's get married." Harrish said after some time and silence fell all over the place after I heard his word. Shocked by his words,I looked at him with a serious expression on my face. "If you want you can make a contract about the marriage." He suggested "And I will agree all your terms and conditions." Did he really mention about marriage at critical time like this?Is he serious? I smiled bitterly."Are you not done playing my heart?" I asked in a hard tone but it didn't anger him instead Harrish gently cupped my face and wipe out my tears through his thumb. "Do this for your brother." He breath out "And this way I can help you." I scoffed "Help me?" I asked in sarcasm tone but he still calm and composed. "You always knew that I will do everything for you." Harrish words is deep and hard for me to understand. I should be mad at him,curse him and shout at him but I can't. My mind don't believe on everything he says but my heart believed the other way. Is there a hope for us after the heartbreaking happened between us? Do i still have his heart? “We are free to choose, but there is no exception you are from the consequences of the choices we made.” Hanniexiah I am a fine architect worked as a chief director to my father’s construction firm. I lived my life according to my free well not until my younger brother Celo got involved I a car accident and the only to save him form critical condition is to marry Harrish James Talledo, I needed to marry my ex boyfriend which is my first love and my first heartbreak. We secretly get married that last for two years base on the contract which we both agreed but Harrish is welling do everything to make me fall in love again simply because he is deeply in love with me?

Take one crazy quirky girl and a whole bunch of funny dorky queens (and nerds), Mix with a drop of fashion and... Garnish with a jar full of trouble = DISASTER!!!!! All it takes to homecoming is a committee of weirdly crazy ambitious fashion queens(and nerd) a glorious matchmake made from heaven, a totally gorge jock and one mean witch. When the event planning committee made of sworn besties, cool Dawn, Silly Shayna, Dorky Clarissa, Nerdy June and creative quirky team leader, Summer gets the big break to organize homecoming for the very first time... and for pay... everything's all colors and rainbows. what could possibly go wrong? EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Summer diaries is a central upbeat Teen/YA fiction novel told from the funny hilarious perspective of high school dork, Summer Scotts and her tales of wild crazy adventures with her wild adventurous friends, Shayna, Charlize, June and dawn. together, they make up the EPC, an event planning committee. things are all colors and rainbows and star dust when they land the hit deal of organizing homecoming. however, with problems like June's crush madness on the roll, a witch in Gabbana and Gucci heels and a cutie in blonde and leather jackets, will homecoming be their best night of all, or would it all go down the drain?

Here in my life: Past year's ago Papa's death had already veiled our family in a sheet of frost and if something happened to my younger brother now,I'm afraid that I would lose the courage to live. I almost collapsed when I heard the news of Cielo's accident and my tears keeps streaming down to my cheeks seeing him lying at the hospital bed with tube's connected to his body. The situation doesn't look good and the residential doctors did all their best to save my brother from danger however there was a hemorrhage within his cranium and the location of the bleeding is extremely sensitive and only the best neurosurgeon can proceed the second operation.It also mean that his situation hadn't stabilized yet. Knowing this, I ultimately lose myself as I burst into tear's begging the doctors to save my brother's life but all of them didn't have a full confidence to perform the second operation. "You knew what to do bro." Bernard sincerely suggested while looking at Harrish who's sitting beside me. We are inside of his office and both of us seated at the black leather sofa. "I know but it's not easy." Harrish sighed while looking at me. "I can asked for help but it will take time for my uncle to do the operation because of his line up appointments." "And he is only available to his family and Xiah is not related to you,so she needed to wait." Bernard said warily. "But Cielos condition well be at risk if we will not do the operation ASAP." "I know but my uncle has his own protocols and only related to him had that privileged." Harrish said in low voice and the two gentlemen deeply sighed. "We need to make a way." Bernard said as he stood up on his chair and the both of us followed. "Please save my brother!" I say through my sob while holding on Bernard hand. "We will do our best but you need to be strong for him." Bernard gently said as he tap my hand by his "You can discuss this matter." He sighed "As for now,I have to excuse myself to check my patients." He politely added and slowly walked out the room. "Let's get married." Harrish said after some time and silence fell all over the place after I heard his word. Shocked by his words,I looked at him with a serious expression on my face. "If you want you can make a contract about the marriage." He suggested "And I will agree all your terms and conditions." Did he really mention about marriage at critical time like this?Is he serious? I smiled bitterly."Are you not done playing my heart?" I asked in a hard tone but it didn't anger him instead Harrish gently cupped my face and wipe out my tears through his thumb. "Do this for your brother." He breath out "And this way I can help you." I scoffed "Help me?" I asked in sarcasm tone but he still calm and composed. "You always knew that I can do everything for you." Harrish words is deep and hard for me to understand. I should be mad at him,curse him and shout at him but I can't. My mind don't believe on everything he says but my hear believed the opposite. Is there a hope for us after the heartbreaking happened between us? Is my heart still belong to me the way his heart belongs to me?

The God of death holds a leather bound diary close to his heart, within is a novel worth nearly more then a thousand words for a million lifetimes. Where he drops his quill- His brother is there to pick it back up and continue..

Shen Yuan, the legitimate daughter of the Hou Mansion, is known for her beauty, with a face like a hibiscus and skin like smooth jade—reputed as the most beautiful woman in Yangzhou. She is betrothed to Lu Shen, the Earl of Kangping, yet soon after their engagement, she has a dream. In the dream, her husband coldly neglects her. Lu Shen’s reason for marrying her turns out to be her resemblance to her half-sister, who mysteriously disappeared. When the sister eventually returns, Shen Yuan suffers a tragic and lonely death. The one who mourns her loss the most, however, is Lu Shen’s uncle, Lu Zhiyun—a powerful and ruthless Grand Chancellor and Duke of the Nation, feared across the court. Every month, he visits her grave alone, keeping silent company, even as Shen Yuan lies long-departed. Unmarried to the end, Lu Zhiyun ultimately visits the Hou Mansion to take her spirit tablet as his bride. After being reborn, Shen Yuan vows not to repeat her misfortunes and instead sets her sights on the cold, stoic power-holder. At the Garden of Joy banquet, Lu Zhiyun appears: a man past thirty, handsome and mature, clad in a red court robe with a leather belt and a jade crown, exuding an aura of restrained dignity. As he passes by her, Shen Yuan intentionally lets her handkerchief fall, hoping to draw closer and test his response. Lu Zhiyun, known to avoid women and despise the scent of powder, surprises everyone who expects to see Shen Yuan make a fool of herself. The usually aloof Chancellor picks up her handkerchief instead, his expression indifferent, and only says in a low voice, “Take it.” No one knows he has carried a yearning for this beauty across two lifetimes.

Ava is rebirth, rebirth as a vicious girl in a novel she'd read. In the original book, Aaden,the boss of the world's top fashion and luxury goods group proposed to break off the engagement to his fiancee Avery, after meeting the heroine Bella. Avery received a huge sum of money as compensation, but she was still depressed for the rest of her life. But now，Ava rebirth as Avery. Ava:"You don't have to serve your husband, but can still get such a big amount money. Is there such a perfect thing?" Ava came from last age, before she entered the book and reborn as Avery, she want to be a fashion blogger. So she proposed that in addition to sharing the money, she would also be allowed to lend the jewelry, clothes and bags collected by Aaden's family indefinitely. Aaden agreed, but did not break off the engagement.Later, Ava posted outfits on INS and YT: a dress with white shoes, a coat with a sweatshirt and sneakers. In this ancient novel about the popularity of tight skirts and high heels, she quickly became popular! With her gemstone crown, imperial green emerald, and handmade high-end vintage evening gown, she was featured on the first cover of "TOP" magazine, nominating the mysterious fashion blogger that major blue-blood brands most want to cooperate with! The fashion and luxury goods empire headed by Aaden is the second oldest in this book. Aaden dreams of becoming top one. At the wedding break-up scene, his fiancee thought after seeing the next season’s key products:"Is it ten centimeters to hate the sky? If you wear this in the last days, you will die in three steps."Aaden: This marriage is irrevocable. The original person Avery drugged Aaden and Aaden used this as a threat to force Ava to live with him. From then on, Aaden, an arrogant and conceited boss changed his style and turned into a follower who was obsessed with eavesdropping on his fiancee. Aaden not only took out his black leather book at any time, but also took notes carefully and nodded frequently. He often asked "without shame": "What is French style? Old money style? Quiet luxury style?..." As the heroine of the original book, Bella is the most unique existence compared to the male protagonist Ava. Her appearance is a beam of light, illuminating the originally "meaningless" life of the ascetic workaholic... Bella, who had foreseen the plot, waited for the original book heroine Avery to be divorced by Aaden's family. She waited and waited until the hot search: # Top luxury brand young tycoon secret meeting new internet celebrity#, #AN President Aaden once said that his fiancee is the only one in his life#...

[One] The first time she saw him, he was just coming out of the theater, holding a cane, wearing a dark gray overcoat with the hem reaching down to his knees, and his leather shoes were shiny. He was tall and straight. His fingers were long, and his knuckles were large and prominent. So much so that she completely didn't notice his grizzled temples and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Later, she learned that he had been married three times and his eldest daughter had already married and had children. He is fifty-five years old. He is an old man who could be her father. [Two] "We are not suitable.I am too old." He said with a smile, lit a cigar, and held it lightly between two knuckly fingers. Her eyes couldn't help but wander over him. Although he was over fifty, he had kept his figure very well. His chest muscles were firm and his abdomen was flat. The most crucial thing was that his eyes were full of maturity and wisdom. Unlike some young lads, he could restrain his smile. He could laugh heartily, but no matter how heartily he laughed, there was always an endearing elegance. Being too old is not his fault. She thought it was that she was too young. Men all like young and beautiful girls, but at this moment, in front of him, being young has unexpectedly become her disadvantage. She is deeply self-abased because of her youth. [Three] If they were just two souls, without age. without gender, without identity, completely disconnected from the outside world, then they could indeed fall in love. One soul is qualified to love another soul. However, an old life does not have the qualification to love a young life. One-sentence summary: Little crazy one x Old man Theme: Love can transcend everything.

"I am the rightful Luna of your pack. A position I will not share with your whores. They can warm your bed, and bear your pups, but I didn't leave my family behind, to become a nobody in your pack." I finished calmly, laying back on the leather seat, my eyes forward. I heard his sharp intake of breath and smiled internally. He jerked my hand, making me flinch. "It is my pack and what I say goes." He bellowed, narrowing his eyes on me. "And if I say no one should know you are mate that is exactly what is gonna happen." He held my hand too tightly. I am sure it will leave a bruising. "I, Daphne Roberts, reject you, Alpha Kieran Robinson as my mate." ********* Kieran Robinson is the most feared and ruthless Alpha ever lived. He is used to having everyone worship the very ground he walks on until he meets his mate. An Omega with a mouth that cuts deep than any dagger could. She, despite her frail frame, is a force of nature and, Alpha Kieran's worst nightmare.

[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.

Betty Johnson is 19 years old and still works and lives on her families farm. She and her boyfriend, Jim White, have plans on getting married soon and owning their own farm but things change when one day in the woods, Betty finds a mysterious locked leather bag and she isn't sure if she can trust Jim any longer. On top of that, her neighbor John Doe, comes into the picture and Betty can't seem to shake him from her side. Read the first chapter of this country mystery/romance now!

850 years have passed since Zargorwarths defeat and the Vermillion Empires sudden surge in power over the Multiverse. Victor Silvertounge the last of the Guardians of Light, stood overseeing the balance to ensure that it did not fall into the darkness. Victor could feel a change coming soon, the balance had been shifting and he did not know why but could sense that a Dra’ghoul was about to be born the first one since Draco Dra’ghoul Emma Silvertounge a Syeer far stronger than any other seen before while only at the young age of sixteen walked pieces of her crimson hair fell in front of her sea-blue eyes and her freckled checks “ Father, Who is Lupine Riddle ?” She asked Victor froze all time stood still, “ My child. Who told you about him? Victor said slowly his voice trembling with fear Emma replied “ No one I had a dream and his name popped into my head as did Angel born and Wolfkin. What do they mean?” Victor did not respond for a moment “ Tell me Emma did you see a Sword of Crimson Fire, a Spear of Golden Light, and an Ax with a wolf's head engraved on the hilt?” She nodded slowly Victor sighed “ I feared as much. One last question was there a child with a dragon tattoo on his right arm?” Emma nodded Victor refined from cursing “ my child it would seem that you are somehow linked with this new Dra’ghoul and those you saw in your vision. Do you know where he will be born?” Emma replied, “ Haven Valley his mother Ashi Ember was just pronounced pregnant.” Victor picked up his staff and said “ good then we will go and live in Haven Valley post haste.” Emma replied, “ but what about the balance?” Victor paused and said “ There is nothing I can do to prevent what will happen. The Balance will fall to darkness if I am here or not. Victor turned to Emma who was looking out at the ever-expanding Space-Time Contium the images of her vision burned into her mind never to leave. Victor placed a hand on her shoulder "We must leave post-haste the sooner we can get to the mother the better." Emma nodded before they left she went and packed a medium sized bag with cloths, a leather bond book named Tales of Tylingariea by Damion Vixen Dorima and secered a silver blaclet onto her right wrist with a loud click the braclet clamped around her wrist buzzing and turning a dark blue.. she picked up her bag and meet Victer in front of a massive green portal that lead to the Haven. Taking one last look back at the Bridge of Reality Emma walked into the portal and the Wheels of Destiny for her and others were set into motion

Ethan Caldwell, an ordinary office worker, finds himself unexpectedly transported into the pages of a mysterious book after getting fired from his job. Seeking solace in a quaint café, Ethan discovers a peculiar leather-bound volume with no title. As he reads, he is inexplicably drawn into the story of a fantastical world filled with magic, adventure, and danger. Soon, Ethan realizes that he has become a character within the very book he was reading. Determined to uncover the truth behind his newfound role, Ethan embarks on a quest to navigate this magical realm and unravel the mysteries of his own destiny. Along the way, he encounters allies and adversaries, faces challenges that test his courage and resolve, and discovers that the lines between reality and fiction are more blurred than he ever imagined. As Ethan delves deeper into the mysteries of the book and the world it portrays, he must confront his own fears and doubts while unraveling the truth of his existence. With each turn of the page, Ethan inches closer to unlocking the secrets of his past and forging his own path forward in a world where anything is possible.

I may seem weak but I am one of the greatest swordsman in the land. I have travelled across Egypt and abroad to fight. I have competed and fought, defeated many boys and men who I silently annihilated because of my great skill as an experienced blade warrior, Henshupta added pulling her sword and motioning the elders to give her Egyptian soldiers or whoever to fight against with and prove to them that she is worthy to become Leader, Pharaoh, Female Pharaoh of Egypt. The Council and the soldiers surrounding the Council Room laughed and teased the girl. But the  humble girl smiled and moved to attack a soldier on the right side of a Council member, thus, standing since he thought the girl would strike him dead. .....The guard who was twice as tall and has bigger body built charged in front of the girl. Henshupta knew what he's going to do but waited for him to come closer. Then, when he is almost three feet near her she moved her sword as quick as the wind and cut the guards sword in half plus cutting his leather uniform in two. Aahhh..what the...he didn't know what hit him!!!!

In the heart of a forsaken land, nestled amidst the jagged peaks of towering mountains, there stood a prison shrouded in legend and mystery. Its walls, weathered and worn by the passage of time, bore silent witness to the countless horrors that had unfolded within its confines.But it was not just the physical structure of the prison that held tales of darkness and despair—it was the journal kept hidden within its depths. Bound in tattered leather and stained with the blood of those who had dared to wield its secrets, the journal contained the names and deeds of the inmates who had been condemned to its halls.Each entry told a story of unspeakable evil, of souls twisted and corrupted by the darkness that lurked within. From petty criminals to deranged killers, the journal held the sins of the damned, a grim testament to the depths of human depravity.And as the pages turned, revealing the harrowing tales of those who had crossed the threshold into madness, one thing became abundantly clear: within the walls of this prison, the truest horrors were not locked behind bars, but etched upon the pages of the journal itself.

Devin and Masha sitting with her ass in his lap as he powers through I don't know how many plates of food and she just keeps hopping up to get more and feed him. Jun and Lilly in quiet planning mode considering they are not going to be at school next year. Ben and Liz are kinda on the outside of the group and have been most of the time. I think things have been tense concerning the big trip but I'll ask about that when we are closer to leaving. Kyle and Hanna are chit chatting with everyone, Kyle being brought in still threw a lot of people outside of the group but we got him healed and while there could have been some sort of explanation I don't feel the need to do so to everyone in the school. Isaac and Allison are my second biggest concern this year as the two of them have been dating like it's a soap opera. They are doing fine then he fucks it up and comes to the group to talk to her then they get back together for a week or two before another blow up. Finally, my biggest concern is Natsuko. After everything that has happened and all we've been through after Kori 'settled the score' with Heather at Johnny's place my little assistant has been less involved and more distant than I've ever seen her. I'm still enjoying the personal time I'm getting with my crew all the while Kori and I have been planning for the trip. I've been working out the trip list. She's been on the more 'important' job of making sure it'll be a fun trip. I'm pretty sure a bunch of teenagers in a couple RV's driven by bikers being tailed by a U-Haul carrying two bikes is gonna be fun for all. The backyard party ends in the late afternoon and while most of the crew heads off to home, I wait till all the guests leave before putting on my coat and grabbing Katy by the hand and dragging her off to my bike. She's wearing a confused look as I hand her the spare helmet but she's not fighting me as we head off to my only true private spot nowadays, the shack at Johnny's. My bike is a regular feature and as soon as I'm off there is someone to walk it to a small garage Johnny had built for the equipment. The place has really changed, it's still got the trailers stacked up like ghetto apartments and teenage outcasts running around but once I get past the 'courtyard' and into the main section it's tools equipment and then the green houses. Still marvel at the work Johnny has put in becoming a 'legitimate businessman' but I've got more important things on my mind as I walk past it all and to my shack. A little expansion on the shack and the bed were done just so I could hold meetings there with my people but other than that it stays untouched by others. I get Katy inside and sit her down on the bed after closing the door. I take notice of my confused 'Bad' girlfriend, tight jeans that are torn up with hard black boots. I know she's got one of her tank tops under her leather jacket. I take my leather jacket and hood off and set it on the chair, then kick my boots off before slowly pulling my t-shirt off. Katy starts to pick up on what's happening and starts to undress taking her own coat and boots off as I get my pants down and kick them to the side. I move up to her and help her with her top revealing her large breasts clasped together in a purple and black bra, her pants come off to show me matching panties before I throw the former to the floor. I pull her up off the bed to sit up and kiss Katy gently on the lips which catch her off guard for only a moment before I have arms wrapped around my neck. Katy leans back, we keep kissing as she takes me with her to the bed, slowly we work our limbs tightly but tenderly around each other as I feel myself getting hard against Katy's covered mound.

Everyone warned her to stay away from the bad boy in the leather jacket. But when he unexpectedly saves her at a party she sees a side to him that no one thought possible. He's the bad boy that likes life on the edge. So when he finds his mate is the type to walk the line he was not happy about it. Yet he couldn't bring himself to let her down. Will they find balance before they lose what they never thought they would find? Or will they go up in flames?

Sometimes stuff makes you do despicable deeds. As of this moment, I am dumbfounded by the leather jacket held out to me. If I were not soaking wet, shivering with a cold, and going red due to fever, I would happily waste his attempt at being a gentleman. His biceps twitched as he held out the jacket further while he pitched his voice. How dare he command me? It can’t be possible that my wavering hands are reaching out for the jacket that is drenched with the scent of pure leather. Maybe my hands are naive or my vision is blurred or my senses are blocked as I am reaching out for something out of reach. I shut my eyes. Maybe I am just dreaming. Suddenly he wraps my shoulders with his jacket. I want to take it all in: the warmth, the pleasure, and the gist. All of his kindness seems to be a fantasy. Am I still alive? The warmth brings on realization and my eyes snap open. What am I doing with my enemy by my side?

Ever Monroe was walking down the street alone at night after a nasty fight with her now ex-boyfriend who left her stranded in the middle of nowhere. A few hours later three motorcycles pull up next to her and at first, she freaks out but it turns out that they are really sweet people just trying to help.  Adrian Wolf was on his way home after an illegal street race, and comes across a girl looking lost and upset and decides to help her. Realizing she lives in the next town over, he reluctantly decides to let her stay at his place for the night.  In that one night they learn more about each other and become somewhat close He is her knight clad in leather, and she is his damsel in distressed jeans. ( I won't lie, I suck at writing descriptions– but I hope you'll still check my story out! You can also find me on Wattpad under the same username! Don't forget to drink lots of water, eat lots of food, and get lots of rest. Always remember that you are amazing an no-one can block your shine! Stay Golden~)

Geldal was a mere captain of the Avior Kingdom, or at least he used to be. After encountering an opportunity after almost dying in a war against the army of undead, he rose through the ranks and managed to become a member of the hero party. They fought, slept, wandered, and laughed together for 20 years in a land filled with the stench of rotten corpses. They managed to survive due to all of their strengths, but especially the revered hero, Arkhan. Arkhan was what you call the perfect hero. He was very, very strong even when compared to Geldal. Arkhan the Hero, Farlan the Sage, Ruth the Holy, and Geldal the Fiery, all supported each other and managed to reach the Death Incarnation. However, when Edmund and Farlan were injured, they all were ambushed by the rotten corpses of the Death Incarnation. Knowing that if anyone other than him dies, it will be impossible to kill the Death Incarnation, Geldal burned his body away to fight off the army of corpses. All he remembered of his fellow travelers were the shocked face of Arkhan, the frustrated look of Farlan, and the sobbing face of Ruth. He thought that his body was already burned to nothingness and his soul was already gone because of the fire he surged out in his final moments. However, fate plays an unexpected move on him. He wakes up from what felt like a very, very long slumber as a baby in a cave. "Have they killed the Death Incarnation?" was the first thought that comes to his mind. "No, more important than that, are they still alive?"," Or am I going to die again? But this time in vain?". Geldal was then picked up by a woman with leather armor on her. "What is a baby doing here?" she muttered as she picked him up and decided to take care of him. Geldal grew up and found out that the Death Incarnation has been slain, but other Incarnations have also woken up and the hero party went missing. Muren, with the memories of Geldal the Fiery, has now decided to embark on his second journey to find his fellow friends and to slay the Incarnations.

“Tell me you want me as badly as I want you,” his breath came out hot and heavy on my face was so close to mine. I could smell him. “No, I d-don’t want you. Leave me alone.” I tried to say but my voice came out choked and breathy. He pulled back and my eyes immediately flew open. His eyes bored into me with such intensity that I could feel it in my core. “I’ll make you admit it one day and then you will be mine,” he said huskily and then pulled himself back from me, turned on his heels and walked away. I fell to my knees, heart pounding as an unknown feeling washed over me. ****** Luke Walker is your definition of Mr. Popular and high school sweetheart. He has looks to die for and it’s no doubt why all the girls at Coldwater High want to be with him and the guys want to be him. He’s the Student Council president, debate and hockey captain and an honours student destined to get into the top universities. Heck, his life is perfect and his future already sealed but that is all until he meets new kid Elliot Grey. Meet Elliot, new kid in town and total hot sex God badboy. From his dark leather jacket to his black combat boots, piercings and tattoos all over, it’s no wonder why everyone is deathly terrified of him and also wants him at the same time. And the stories of his past paint him as a juvenile delinquent with no future. His looks are to die for and that body, gosh, nothing is left to the imagination. He likes that everyone is afraid of him, well everyone except Mr. Popular and all-time school sweetheart Luke. One chance encounter, that’s all it takes to get Elliot interested in Luke. But there is a problem, Luke has a girlfriend that he would never leave for anyone, or so he thought. One stolen kiss under the stars has Luke second guessing all his life choices and who he thought he was. Is one kiss all it takes to tame Luke? Can Elliot show Luke that life isn’t all about having good grades, following rules and being the all-time perfect boy, he was taught to be? Read to find out more.

~ everything happens for a reason ~ And that’s why when she moved in a new completely new town, she had every hope of things being better than they were before. But in the new town ~~ She meets vampires. She meets werewolves. Gets mixed up by the witches. She gets sacrificed. She gets to witness a flying hybrid demoralizing Earth. And also gets to travel to the underworld and meet Hades, god of the underworld These supernatural become parts of her life, she fights with them, she falls in love with them and later on she discovered she has been exciting repeatedly for over thousand years. She is human but for how long? ~ Excerpt Scene~ Miraj took two deep breaths, what she feared most had come true. Her position as an alpha being challenged by a male wolf who will be favored by many because of his sex. "I can help you..." They heard a voice of a man sitting beside them. It was Nazar, but they didn't know him. He was all smiling and fixing his black leather jacket, and his black hat. "And who are you supposed to be?" Miraj asked him with arrogant tone. Simon intervened with a joke "A rich man I presume? Explains the leather jacket and your shoes..." "Well thank you for noticing but It's not wealth anymore that interests me. I mean, you would be surprised if it was millenniums ago perhaps, but now..." He stopped and sighed for a bit, crossed his legs and watched as Miraj and Simon being shocked with the mention of millenniums ago. "Wait...I know you" said Miraj and she looked at Simon "Have you never heard of him?" "No, am I supposed to know him?" "It's that vampire who was put down by witches millenniums ago. They say he has a werewolf gene planted by a witch but he never got to awake it because he cheated on her. He could have become the first of his kind, a pure blood hybrid" Nazar corrected her "Not cheating if it's true love. A man should never be punished for simply falling in love" "I totally agree" Simon said. Miraj was so interested in that topic, she even switched tables and moved to Nazar's while Simon followed her behind. They looked at each other "What's in it for you?" She asked Nazar. "I only require a sample of you. You see I was told that you are the last of your kind. The wolves of montegero who can fly" "What?" "Oh, honey you don't know your own background" He said grinning from ear to ear, then he whispered to her "Well, this is going to be interesting..."

It was a gray day outside and the town’s hospital looked gloomy in the later afternoon light. Somewhere a storm was gathering, but only a small cloud had scattered some raindrops lightly, causing a cold rush of air into the reception where a little black curly haired boy wearing a black leather jacket, a purple scarf, and black pants stood staring in the direction of a ward room with a confused expression, his deep, blue eyes was looking tired and worn. What’s going on? His ten years old brain couldn’t register the happenings around him and he felt like he was in a mystery movie. The last thing he remembered was being forced out of sleep by his nanny and she telling him that his mum needed to see him. But where is his mum? He turned around to look at his nanny, she was watching him with a blank but soft eyes, her face pale. “Nanny.”he called in a thin voice and she smiled faintly. “Come here big boy.”she opened her arms wide for a hug, her protective eyes not leaving his face. “I can bet on it that you are hungry.”she joked, trying to make him laugh but the little boy said nothing. He merely casted his eyes downward as he walked towards her, sliding to a stop when he heard the creaking sound of a door opening. He quickly turned in the direction and saw a doctor in a white lab coat emerge from the ward room. His face brightened instantly and his eyes lit up as his mouth broke into a smile.”Dad.”he raced over to the doctor and hugged him tightly. He had never been so happy to have his dad around, he needed someone to explain this mystery to him. “Hey chap.”the doctor’s voice sounded tired. He slowly disengaged from the hug and stepped back. “Why are you here?” He whispered through lips that did not move. “Mom,”the little boy blinked, raising up to him his eager face, “I came to see mum. Where is she?” The doctor, his father made a guttural noise deep in his throat, swallowed hard, and finally spoke. “Your mum is……Your mum is………..”A waterfall of sweat began to pour down his face and his breaths came in short gasps. Your mum is dead! How the hell was he gonna tell him that? Gosh! He had no ready answers. “Did she make it?” His son’s nanny voice jerked him out of his troubled thoughts and he moved his gaze to her, she was standing right behind his son and was staring at him with huge brown eyes incredibly sad. He shook his head slowly, too scared to utter the word. “And the baby?” The nanny felt her lips quivering, heard her voice cracking. “We lost both of them.”Tears welled up in the doctor eyes and he turned his face away so his son wouldn’t see it. “Take him out of here.” He croaked and walked away with his head hanging low. The nanny squeezed the upper part of her nose between thumb and index finger, blinking her eyes to stop the burning tears. “Let’s go home child.”she reached out to clasp the

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