Nursery Rhyme Props

The backstage manipulator of the Immortal Cultivation World, the sole law in the real world! After transmigrating to the Immortal Cultivation World, Su Ping diligently cultivated for twenty years. Trapped by his mediocre talent and seeing no hope for Foundation Establishment, he decided to lay low and become a wealthy layabout. Fortunately, he activated the Fishing Man game system. Not only could he obtain unscientific and non-immortal cultivation game props, and magical fish species through the fishing game, but also Pot Cave Heavens. He could even exchange his fish catches for Town Return Talismans, allowing Su Ping to return to Water Blue Star. Thus, the Immortal Cultivation World henceforth had a self-proclaimed Fishing Man as the backstage manipulator. And Water Blue Star gained a backstage boss who followed no rules but his own!

Muchuan accidentally got a magical box that couldn't be thrown away no matter how hard he lost it. He accidentally entered the fantasy realm of rules and became an apostle of the fantasy realm who walks between the fantasy realm and reality. The fantasy realm with the highest death rate, too little information? It doesn't matter, I have a recycling bin, and you can exchange it for information if you give me some good stuff. The skills are too rare and the combat power is too difficult to increase. It doesn't matter, recycling bins recycle all kinds of garbage at high prices, and they have all the skills. The magical props led the apostles to kill each other. You guys go ahead and play, I have ten more items that are better than this one. Just when Muchuan was traveling through the fantasy world, thinking that this box was the golden finger of his life... then he discovered that he was involved in a greater crisis by this box. Destiny is blocked, and only with your own light can you break through the fog!

What happens when reality starts to bug out and your life as you know it is flipped upside down? Anomalies that couldn't possibly exist start to pop out of nowhere. This was the exact situation Magnus found himself in after a bizarre glitch yanked him from his own universe and tossed him into another. In this new, fantastical world brimming with magic and supernatural phenomena, Magnus's unexpected arrival landed him in possession of the Command Console, a tool that seems to be able to edit almost anything. With it, Magnus creates a variety of supernatural abilities that defy all common sense, even in a world of fantasy. Whether it was one that granted him truly endless strength or the ability to create detailed simulations of reality within his own mind, anything was possible. But Magnus isn't the only instance of such logic-defying abilities. All over the world, glitches are starting to manifest in weird ways: a brick that could knock anything unconscious with a single touch, a child whose perception of the world could affect reality, or even a woman who was, inexplicably, everyone's mother—there seemed to be no rhyme or reason behind any of them. When faced with all of these chaotic elements, Magnus comes to a decision. "Alright, if these are all glitches, then I'll simply have to be the one to fix them." Release Schedule: Monday, Wednesday & Friday. (Around 7:11 PM Eastern Standard Time) - This novel is also being posted on Royalroad, and can be read here; https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/84118/when-fantasy-glitches The Royalroad version is 10 Chapters ahead and has the original format.

“What did you see on the video?” Mishka asked in a whisper. She could not keep her curiosity to herself. She needed to know even before dinner. “We saw Myrtle call the cat into the nursery and then she fed it a live rat. She wasn’t even afraid to hold onto the rat by its tail,” Gillian responded. *** While Mishka Classens practices her singing in the woods one afternoon she runs into Bruce Cameron, a handsome, famous fashion designer. When she confides in her friend, Gillian’s mother about the meeting, Joan tells her that Bruce is an estranged cousin of Joan’s and that he is a werewolf. So, Joan wants Mishka to keep Gillian away from Bruce and keep the family secret, but Gillian already has a crush on him. Bruce wants to be a normal human because his human family does not accept him as a wolf, but he also loves his unusual powers and diverse creativity. Eventually he and Mishka confide in each other about their burdens in life and become close with regular meetings in the woods, where they exchange creative ideas about fashion and music. They also plan to do shows together. Myrtle, Mishka’s bossy grandmother is an undercover fortune teller. She had a premonition about Mishka being involved with a werewolf one day, so she wants to orchestrate Mishka’s life so that this will never happen. She almost has a heart attack when she finds out that Mishka is involved with Bruce. She tries everything in her power to split them apart. After a series of weird and bad events, Mishka and Bruce find out that Myrtle is causing the problems in their lives and in their relationship. They decide to join forces against her by confusing her spells, making them powerless.

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Notes: I plan to publish this novel on RoyalRoad.com. You can also check my profile there. Link: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/598628/fictions Rhyme and Holy Night have been rivals since they were kids, competing in everything from academics to sports. But when Moryn, their childhood friend since kindergarten, becomes the object of their affection, their rivalry takes a complicated turn. Holy Night is a homosexual woman, adding another layer of complexity to the love triangle. Moryn, unsure of how to handle the situation, finds herself torn between two people she cares deeply about. Despite Holy Night's efforts to surpass Rhyme and win Moryn's heart, Rhyme always seems to come out on top. As tensions rise and emotions run high, the trio faces the challenge of understanding and resolving their complex feelings in order to find a way forward.

His eyes snapped open. Sounds of wildlife were all around him, and they became rowdier as he felt his consciousness returning to his body. His back was propped on something hard and uneven. Reflexively, he sat up. His eyes were immediately scanning his surroundings in a slow motion, seeing only overgrown forest in every direction. His eyebrows raised majestically as he found that he was lying down in the middle of a clearing, vine-laden trees enclosing the space. A sudden premonition struck him. Patting his clothes and pockets, then his whole body, he sighed in relief. Nothing had happened to his body. His limbs were intact, as was his head. The thing he had stored in his pockets was nowhere to be found, but he was in one piece. Considering what he had gone through, it was a miracle that none of those things had eaten him yet. Checking his vicinity one more time and finding no immediate threats, he slowly stood up, eyes vigilant against movement among the trees and their branches that entwined the sky above. The air was full of the sounds of birds. The canopy swayed restlessly over him as those small creatures hopped from one branch to another. He recalled what they were: Anothraxes. They weren’t a threat when they were alone, but once they congregated on a single hunter, they became C-level dangers. He had to stay hidden as he moved if he wanted to avoid the critters. Fortunately the ground was endorsed full with lush undergrowth, some of the plants reaching heights that could hide his body even if he only slightly bent his knees. Deciding what he needed to do, he made to dive into the conevenient natural cover for hunters, when his feet struck something that was hidden under a bush. It made a dull cluttering noise, like metal striking against ground. As he looked at his feet, he saw a familiar handle-like object. It was only one part of an item, and the rest of it was gone. He crouched low to retrieve it but felt slight resistance. Comprehending, he used his free hand to break apart the bramble while the hand holding the broken item tugged on it. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

In the dark, under a strange-looking tree, a lady around twenty-something could be seen clenching her stomach and looking pitiful. She seemed to be in pain and was breathing heavily. Above her in the sky, the color was very black and blurry. Rain started falling, and the thunder was clapping loudly and violently. The wind was very thick, slapping everything harshly. The lady stood with the support of the tree, using one hand to prop herself against the tree and the other hand to hold her stomach tightly. She breathed out and continued moving weakly. "Seems like I'm not going to escape this. What type of poison is this?" she wondered. She unbuckled her belt to relieve some pain, then sat down somewhere and groaned while her hand wandered around on the wet ground until it made contact with something. She picked it up and saw the object with the help of the lightning. The thing was round like a bead, and something joined them together. She did not care about what it was and just swallowed it. She was going to die anyway, at least she ate something. She could not figure out the taste of the thing, but it was surely not normal because as soon as it made contact with her throat, it felt very hot, as if she had drunk hot water that had not cooled. "Sh*t! Even in death, my luck is still very bad," she muttered. She was still lamenting when her aching stomach suddenly stopped aching. She did not have the chance to rejoice when her stomach started swelling up, getting bigger and bigger. It was as if it wanted to burst but, alas, it didn't. She could feel herself in labor. She groaned until something escaped her body - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. She was relieved from both the poison pain and her swollen stomach pain. When she looked at what she had given birth to, she was shocked. Eggs. She had given birth to eggs. And there were six. What happened to the eggs? How did their journey begin? read the full novel. update time:6:00pm *by love gold*

Follow Quinn, a metapotent being as he goes on multiple adventures across the omniverse in order to satiate his boredom. A/N : The protagonist is SUPPOSED to be super overpowered, that's the whole point of him going on adventures. Also, do NOT expect anything half-decent, as my lack of skill with writing is criminal. Also also, props to the superpower fandom's "Fanon : Metapotence" page for the image.

A Poem a Day A daily dive into chaos, humor, and heartfelt musings, A Poem a Day is a collection of unpredictable poems that range from silly to sincere. With cheesy rhymes, bizarre metaphors, and the occasional heartfelt gem, it’s a celebration of creativity and the joy of trying something new. Life’s short—why not write a poem about it?

Dina would love nothing more than to spend the rest of his life idling away in a corner of the world together with his loved one. Yet somehow, when he was 22, he suddenly found himself back to when he turned 16 without any rhyme nor reason. His only clue to his regression is that vivid dream he once forgot. — #Regression — #FantasyRaces — Tries to have #MagicalRealism — #Angels — #Devils — #TwoProtagonists — #MMC — #FMC

Xu Ye, who traveled to a parallel world, was participating in a singing variety show. He thought he was going to have a round trip, but he awakened to a [whole entertainment system]. As long as you continue to work hard, you can earn points for lottery draws. The prizes include various entertainment works and various props on the earth. Since then, the entertainment industry has gained a big star with a wrong style. A well-known director: “I admit that Xu Ye’s acting skills are definitely second to none in the industry, but he really has some mental problems. I hope he can go to the hospital for a check-up. Can you imagine someone drinking Coke from a tall glass on the set?” A certain singing queen: “My family, who knows? Xu Ye is so speechless. Last time he drove me and a few female friends. He wanted to smoke a cigarette in the car. I told him not to smoke when there were girls in the car. He actually Let’s get out of the car and drive away.” A certain top star said: “I have explained many times about the last time Xu Ye and I were photographed by the paparazzi in the same room. He really pulled me into bed to look at his new luminous watch. If I lied, Just let me collapse my house where I am.” Xu Ye fan: “I admit that my brother has some mental problems, but he didn’t break the law!” Xu Ye, a mudslide in the entertainment industry, doesn’t play by the rules, it’s legal, but he’s sick. This book is also called: “Who taught you to sing like this!” (NOT MINE)

Arthur unexpectedly transmigrated to the parallel world after the university examination. As a foreigner growing up in China since birth, possessing foresight of future events, he thought that his life would be even smoother than his previous live. Unexpectedly, the Winner in Life system also came. Arthur, said with emotions: "I no longer have to struggle in this life!" System: Congratulations to the host for obtaining the VIP privilege gift package gaining 5 attributes points and gaining the skill, 【Driving a Ferrari with one hand】… Congratulations to the host for obtaining props, 【Absolute focus】… Congratulations to the host for obtaining props, 【Consumption Rebate Critical Card】… .... With the help of the system, the rich and handsome Arthur found that he seemed to be on the path to becoming an Almighty Male God, … However, in this life, this Male god also capture the hearts of other high-quality men, achieving the peak of life. Note: - The novel depicts the relationship of Male x Male. The mc will have his Harem so take cautions. - This novel takes heavy reference from CN Danmei novels, and urban novels (mostly the latter) - This is my first novel ever, starting purely from my own interests. Hope I will receive your support. - The cover photo does not belong to me. Source: Pinterest

It tells the story of software engineer A-Man's experience at the Huahai Jindu Business Hotel. Ah Man is a married man whose wife Yuan Zhen is taking care of his parents in his hometown. Despite his loyalty to his wife, Ah Man meets Zhao Yue Tong, a woman with a special interest in SM, at a bar after a company celebration. The two have a one-night stand fuelled by alcohol, and Zhao even brings along a range of erotic props. The next morning, A-Man feels guilty and confused, regretting his behaviour but also realising that Zhao has a crush on him that goes beyond a one-night stand. Zhao asks Man if he can leave his contact details before leaving, but Man confesses that he is married and refuses her request. Zhao looks disappointed, but soon leaves. When Ah Man returns to the company, he continues his work, but he receives a letter from his wife Yuan Zhen, which is full of thoughts and love for him. Ah Man decides that the next time he returns home, he will confess his one-night stand to his wife and seek her forgiveness. However, Zhao Yuetong does not give up on this and contacts Ah Man via SMS and invites him for coffee. At the coffee shop, Zhao reveals that she is interested in A-Man for more than a one-night stand. She asks A-Man to help her look at a project in Yanjing and hints that she has deeper feelings for him. Zhao Yuetong reveals to Ah Man that she had noticed him in college and had some knowledge of his special interests. She admits that she is also an SM enthusiast and that her behaviour at the bar that night was the first time she had practiced it with another person. Ah Man is shocked and realises that Zhao Yue Tong's feelings for him may be deeper than he thought. Zhao Yuetong's confession confuses Ah Man, who is unsure how to deal with this complicated relationship, especially since he already feels guilty about his wife. The whole story explores the complex relationship between loyalty, desire and guilt, and how people make choices when faced with temptation. Ah Man's inner struggle and Zhao Yue Tong's confession fill the story with emotional tension, while making one think about deeper questions about marriage, honesty and personal desires.

[This is a story about using the IP of the previous life film and television drama to make a copy of the game in a parallel world, sling the entire industry] Gu Zheng traveled to the crooked parallel world of the science and technology tree, and the immersive holographic VR online game “Infinite Time and Space” has taken the world by storm. And with the open editor, everyone can participate in the development and creation of the game copy, and this game has unmatched vitality, and it has also made countless famous copy suppliers. And look at how Gu Zheng used the major famous film and television IPs in the past life to set off a copy frenzy in this game world. He is known as the master of plot, mecha design ghost, the father of Transformers, and the creator of the Marvel universe. The copy world he created has even surpassed the main world in popularity. The game props he designed are all very popular and make players crazy. He has repeatedly broken the price ceiling of game props. He is the man who has subverted the entire game industry by his own power! [Leave aside the clothes of the game, this is still a warm, loving, relaxed and humorous story! ] ----------------------------------------- I'm back, message to the readers Hey, everyone! Long time no see, right? I've had some personal issues and ended up taking a break for a while, but I'm back! I'm excited to pick up where we left off. I have a special request for you all: I'm planning to review all the chapters, but there's a small obstacle—I'm not fluent in English. So, I thought about asking for your help. If anyone is willing to collaborate, please comment on the paragraphs with any errors you find. I promise to do my best to correct each one. I appreciate everyone's understanding and support in advance. I can't wait to get back. Thank you

Yejun sighed as he got bored in his office room. He turned his swiveling chair around so he could see Seoul in all its glory through his crystal-clear glass wall. He smirked to himself when he had thought that he has Seoul in the palm of his hands. His thoughts were soon interrupted by his right-hand man. "Sir.... The Kims have escaped..." he informed. Yejun clearly didn't like the thought of people running away with his father's money... or even his. "The good news?" he asked as he propped up his elbow on his armrest and had rested his chin on his hand while is free hand danced on his desk. "They left their son you see.... His name is Kim Eungoo..."

Emily Willson lives a normal life and is nothing special (or as she thought so) until her parents insists her to spend the summer vacation on an Island - Autumn Valleys . She has two best friends Aastha Sihan and Mia Harley with whom she unfolds a family secret , mingles with the timeline and ultimately, Emily finds herself deeply in love with a boy named Liam O'Brien . Will time allow her to keep loving Liam or will she have to hope for a better future. Keep reading to go on an adventure with three teenage girls. If you crave for some long lasting mystery with a hint of romance , give it a go ! Filled with tantrums of teenagers , some deep conversations , the ignition sparks of a pure and beautiful love mixed with historical references and destiny already written . The protagonist along with her friends is in for an experience worth the time and wait as she unravels the prophecy a hundred years ago . ●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎●▪︎● The beasts have found their masters .  The elements their controllers .  The spiritual guides their keepers .  And the ISLAND their savers .  Chosen by 'someone' .  Who they would never find out .  Until the secret lives .  In the glow of brilliancy .  For something as old as time  sang as old as rhyme . 

Many years ago, a young man named Kevin was entrusted with the task of looking after the young master (turned out to be the heir to the throne) during spring break. Kevin had barely entered the reserve army, and he was not looking forward to spending his vacation babysitting a spoiled child. However, Kevin soon found that he had underestimated the boy. The young master (aka the prince) was arrogant and demanding. Kevin retaliated and made the young master’s life a living hell. Kevin was constantly inquired of the boy’s beck and call, and he was often subjected to the Kevin’s antics. Many years later, Kevin, the Commander of the Bronze Army who ‘just came back to life,’ returned to the royal city, and the person in charge of power had already changed. His close friend gloated: “Silly; I heard that you had beaten His Majesty several times when he was still seven-or-eight years old.” Kevin unconcernedly said: “The old account had passed so many years ago. He must have forgotten already.” Oswald: “The person you all thought highly of was a shadow-like childhood existence to me.” Kevin choked on a mouthful of red wine in his throat. Oswald propped up his chin, absent-mindedly said: “But now, the power I held was already above his. How should I retaliate then…?” Kevin: “…” Q: Long time ago, I had beaten up a brat. The brat became the top boss now. How long could I still live? A: After a good meal, you could go on your way.

Henry is without a doubt one of the luckiest children in the entire world. Because he comes from a renowned and prosperous family, his loved ones will undoubtedly provide him with everything his heart could ever want or need. Even his marriage to Sera, who was the daughter of his father's closest friend and confidant, was prearranged. Even though he previously had many years of bliss, his luck abruptly ran out when he became 12 years old. He began to experience a series of bad luck that seemed to have no rhyme or explanation. After a series of terrible events, he found himself serving his country away from home for the next six years of his life. His story begins when he decides to take a short break after six years of serving in the military. Henry finally decided to go back to his hometown after missing Sera and her family. Will he be able to live his new life without any problems, or will his unfortunate fate continue to follow him everywhere he goes? In the future, he himself will know the answer to that question. ----- This is my first attempt at writing a story. If you choose to criticise, please be as harsh as possible.

Amber is a young girl that has lived 2 lives. The first one is tragic and haunts her in her second life that she wants to live to the fullest yet the darkness somehow always appear wanting to swallow her and take away her happiness... Again. Yet she is always shameless and never scared of danger or any consequences of her actions ~Excerpt~ ‘Ugh! I just want to skip! God, why do you hate me so much! Nothing good ever happens when I try to do what I want.’ Amber whined inside her heart flopping half of her body on the desk with her snow-white wrists sticking out at the front of the desk. Her long silky Midnight-black hair covered most of her body But slid down her stunning face accentuating her small, delicate frame making her look like she was a doll because she looked so still yet beautiful and Ethereal catching everyone's attention. Amber felt everyone’s gaze on her so she propped her pointed chin on her knuckles smiling at everyone who became in a daze when they saw the doll become even more enchanting. “What? Is everyone here so infatuated with how perfect I look that they can't tear their gaze away from me?” Amber said with a provocative look. Everyone who heard her only thought of one sentence ‘Narcissistic Demon Goddess is too Shameless’ they all felt like puking blood from her shameless words. This the first time I have thought of publishing I hope you guys like it.

"Your Lord, if your wish is to amuse me, then retrieve your acts." She interrupted me, and I knew I had done her erroneous. "My apologies. I did not know when to ask, speak, talk, or request for your name. My utterances before were out of nervousness, my princess. I don’t know the effects it has had, but I am glad. Glad of your presence, and my presence as stated, as long as our speeches rhyme, am happy. " ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***************~~~~~~~~~~~~~* He knew his stand, he knew his label, he knew.., he sure knew. A bastard’ To some it was just a name, an English decent name, but to many, especially those in the highest ranks of the social class, knew, they knew what kind of hefty drift being associated with such a labeled man meant to his whole, they knew. And he,… he.., was born as one, a bastard. A bastard, a bastard was what he came to know his name as,… Lord Willock,.. a duke’s son but a King’s decent to be precise, lived a life of now, as tomorrow was nothing but a luck. The boy, knew all, he knew love, ooh how wou;d he forget the face of the dazzling girl who made her forget all his worries, right on the ballroom dance floor. How would he forget, how would he forget, he was a bastard, if every conversation seemed to have nothing but the name on it.., However, maybe destiny was meant to be linient or tough on him, its all his fate to face. Dearest reader, let’s embark on the journey of Lord Willock, and see what lemons life throws at him, and his coping mechanisms, in times of tragedy, and maybe he was more fated for good fortune than just a label..? A labeled man was meant for ‘death!!!’ A word and statement well known.., ~~~~~~~~~~~~****************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ But, as stated earlier, as you all know, all wizards, royals, peasants, and members of higher social classes have one thing in common. They all had a fear—not a fear of debts or of God—but a fear of shame, and he, he who was borne out of the shame, bore the sin. A debt and label, he alone shall carry; and a bastard he became. May God have mercy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I appreciate all of you dearest readers for taking the opportunity to join me in my fantastical world, through my fondness for Willock. As we embark on this journey, and as you join me to see through the eyes of this young lad, I wish you all the enjoyment you desire, and may all your desires take the best of turns. This is a novel I'm quite, or rather, I'd say, I love writing. As the plot rises to its course and falls to its rhythms, I hope you will enjoy all the nuances of our dearest Willock. I acknowledge all of you and encourage you to keep pushing me to do more, and to reach the best of my potentials. All love. Enjoy, fam...

NOTE: This story is discontinued and completed. It was written at a time I was very sick and thought. It would not turn out well. I have shifted the energy of writing to a new story that is a more intense form of BDSM and romance but doesn't delve as deeply in pending death and doom. In the realm where mortals tread, I observe their frantic scurrying, stumbling from grace, and bowing before false deities. They sacrifice kin and companions, seeking fleeting solace. The art of traversing known realms and conquering fear eludes them. I have allowed them to wander aimlessly for far too long. The foul scent of hope pollutes the world as they yield to fear, devoid of valor and pride. I dispatched my begotten sons, time and again, to seduce and ravage the sins of the masses, heralding an era of death and desire. Plagues and wars unfurled as my sons painted the world in chaos. A sly grin emerges upon my lips, for I delight in the spectacle. It reminds me of a nursery rhyme from a bygone era, whispered at a child's bedside. The darkness weaves strange reminiscences of the bittersweet. A child afflicted by plague's boils and the mother's dread realization of transmitting her malady. Through the ages, naught has changed since their first steps upon the earth. Agony and despair linger in the air, the essence and longing of existence. Amidst the apparent serenity, a subtle note of turmoil wafts—a melody of corrupted souls. For even in their docility, these creations can wield ruthlessness. Alas, they revere strength, unaware that the mightiest often shatter, crying like infants as their bones snap between my fingers. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Should you seek a tale of systematic oppression, generational torment, vile assault, and the macabre, I extend an invitation to the narrative of innocence's demise—the beauty found within life's darkest corners. The battle yet wages, and perchance, as my final thoughts manifest, redemption shall unfold its melodic strains. Or perchance, I shall pen their ultimate sentence—an exquisite requiem, unbridling my vengeance in the shadows cast by Nica.

Summer time is here to rhyme

-COMPLETED- WARNING: FL is scheming and evil. Like almost every dramatic romance novel, Lily Qin’s story began with an evil stepmother, a scheming stepsister, and a dumb ex-fiance. At twenty, she fell prey to their grand scheme and became the laughingstock of the country. In despair, she left. Seven years later, Lily Qin rose from the ashes. She was labeled as an empress, an iron lady, a genius, and a prodigy. She was Miss Tycoon. Now, at twenty-seven, Lily Qin was an established businesswoman who was single-handedly controlling her multinational company abroad. She was beautiful, smart, and successful. Women envied her while men couldn’t help but worship her ethereal beauty. With her devastating past, everyone had assumed that Lily would exact revenge on the people who had wronged her. Who would have guessed that behind that beaming smile of hers was a numb heart that aimed only to make more profit? "You got it wrong." Lily elegantly propped her chin on the back of her hand. "I am seeing you today because we have something in common. We're both villains in somebody else's eyes. And I think it's time for us villains to get our own happy ending. Don't you think so?" --- Zhuo Jingren’s love for Lily Qin was something that only he knew. Ever since they were children, he had his eyes on her. Yet, every time he had tried to confess, he would end up fainting from nervousness. So when Lily Qin promised to marry him if he became richer than her, Zhou Jingren did not hesitate to leave the orphanage and work his way up just to become her man. Who would have thought that years later, when he was successful and feared by many, he would come back to an engaged Lily Qin? Then she mistook him for an escort after eating his tofu? Preposterous! The worst thing was, she seemed to have forgotten everything about him. Hadn’t she promised to marry him the moment he became more prominent than her family? Now, after taking advantage of him, she dared to run away? This woman was a liar! He gritted his teeth as he watched her approach him. He was about to say something mean when she suddenly spoke. “Are you my new bodyguard?” She did not even wait for him to answer before tossing her car keys at him. “Drive. Let’s go wreak some havoc.” Thus, the mafia’s big boss became Lily Qin’s bodyguard. --- "So? What do you want as a compensation?" Zhuo Jingren asked her once again before laying down next to her. His elbow was resting on the ground and his palm was supporting his head as he looked at her intently.  The first thing that Lily noticed about Zhuo Jingren when he laid next to her was his exposed tanned chest. This made him look more casual… and hot. She didn't even realize she was staring at the latter. "Why are you staring at me like that?" He smirked at her. "Do you want me to compensate you with my body?" Lily immediately rolled her eyes at the latter. "Who wants your body? Hmp! I want money!" "Your mind is always thinking of money but your body actually betrays you. Am I right to say that I have a shameless wife?" "Hah! I am a strong and independent woman of the 21st century. I know what I want. But if you insist on giving your body, I will take it too!" Lily shamelessly said, taking off her stilettos. However, just when Lily was about to lie down beside Zhuo Jingren, he suddenly pulled her on top of him. With her body on top of his, their faces were really close and they could even feel each other's breath.  "What a shameless woman," he noted, the smile on his face only deepened. .... Cover is mine. There is no RAPE or MAJOR MISUNDERSTANDINGS. WARNING: FL is scheming and evil. Discord: https://discord.gg/Jw2Yjfr Instagram: @blips01 Editor: Swaning, Ocelot

What happens when a bully is given authority greater than kings? Or when a victim loses all that keeps them sane… Where one transmigrates, the other instills something deep within them. A testament to their new found conviction, from a history they won't soon forget. Transmigrated into another world, a land of fantasy, with swords and magic, castles and monsters, demons and heroes. In a land where the gifted prevail and the talentless are trampled upon, doomed to serve and become manipulated by higher powers. Another life is forged in the talentless body of a boy once despised as less than. Given a fresh start by a beautiful Goddess with her own agenda, follow the adventure as Leoghan, the used to be heir of a swordsmanship family; carves his path onto the world, in his endeavor to never. Ever. Become condemned as less than, again. … My pen holds my conviction, an edge that burrows deep into the depth of my page. Why am I like this? I’m still in synopsis mode. Be prepared for an edgy MC, the villain tag ain’t fo’ show. But will his edge be sharpened, or lose its luster? Consume my porridge of words to find out. Hi guys and gals, this is my first time writing a novel, that I kind of started on a whim. That being said I’ll start with uploads transpiring every other day that I'll fit between work and other things to maintain a certain weekly rate. But this novel was made because I wanted to explore a darker MC, one that doesn’t always get along with people, one that has his traumas and perhaps grows over time. Then again, I love villainous characters the most, so maybe he won’t be doing as much growing in the traditional sense… But as this is my first time, feel free to give me props for any grammatical mistakes, sentence structure, or even plot holes. Might not be able to fix them all, but I’ll try my root-tooting damndest! Oh and yes, there be lemons, do enjoy. Though the first few times may feel a little… Forced. Part of the reason I’m hesitant to delve deep in the poetry of romance.

Starting from a love story of different nature, then bringing Yudha to be the cause of misfortune that will befall his descendants. Initially, the young man named Yudha and Arjuna investigated the disappearance of their classmate. All the clues lead Yudha to an ancient building. Apparently, the old building on the hill has a basement that holds many secrets. In fact, under the ground there is a mysterious temple. Yudha is very curious and invites his friend to explore the whole place, which is in the basement. However, the temple is also what brought Yudha to time travel, until Yudha got to the Human-Animal World. 'I really crossed over the dimensions of space and time. But . . . when other people pass through dimensions with magic weapons or modern props, and I just fall down from the third floor of the ancient temple!' Yudha thought, annoyed. [DING!] [Triggers a series of tasks!] "What?!" shouted Yudha. [The bullies will appear, please help the Princess to fight the bullies on your way! The Host must ensure the safety of the Princess until she reaches her destination! ] "Huh?! A new task popped into my head!" Yudha muttered, still not used to the system sound coming from his head. Love blossomed there, but Yudha had to return to the Human World. *** The demon cat sacrificed many things to come to the human world with the consequence that he would become a cat forever. The cat demon lives in Yudha's house as a pet. Then, can this beautiful cat demon tell if she is Dewi, the woman Yudha loved before?

In the world where martial arts are of utmost importance, a martial artist can effortlessly crack a mountain with a wave of his arm. On this day, a young man takes a liking to a mountain, occupies it, and calls himself the Great King. From then on, this mountain becomes a haven where everyone yearns to live in. Supreme powerhouses are rampant here and there are numerous magical beasts. It is known as the nursery for experts and a peaceful place of refuge… ‘Oh my goodness, what did I see? The supreme elites are growing crops and the magical beasts are guarding the door! I must have opened it using the wrong method…’

In the nursery, a gentle figure sat, cradling a baby in her arms. The soothing scent of lavender drifting through the air as the last remnants of daylight faded away. Shadows danced on the walls, created by the flickering of a single candle that stood on a nearby table, casting a soft, golden light over the room. The figure, a mother, began to hum a familiar melody. Her voice low and tender, resonating with love and warmth. The baby's eyes, round and curious, fixated on her face, as if entranced by the soothing sound. Gradually, the hum had turned into soft words as she had begun to sing a lullaby passed down through generations. "♫ ~Fate and Time, with grip firm and tight, Charted our path with designs, not in sight. Their threads of destiny, a tapestry to unfurl, A journey of life, in melancholy, to whirl." Her voice like a balm, wrapping around the child like a warm embrace, seeping into every corner of the room. As the lullaby had unfolded, the baby's eyelids become heavier, slowly succumbing to the pull of slumber. "♫ ~ Oh, Fate and Time, why so callous, Your agenda not aligned with the heart's zealous. Your tides of life, a fateful wave, Against our dreams, they often deprave." The mother gently swayed as she sang, rocking the baby in a tender rhythm that mimicked the comforting beat of her own heart. As the last notes of the lullaby lingered in the air, the baby's eyes finally closed, succumbing to a peaceful sleep. "♫ ~ But in the face of such adversity, We must acquiesce, a life of diversity. Challenges to face, with valor and trust, To rise from the abyss, a resurgence from dust." "♫ ~ Oh, Fate and Time, why so capricious, Your machinations, often deleterious. Yet we persist, with fortitude and gleam, To reach our destiny, and fulfill our dream." The mother gazed at her child for a moment longer, planting a soft kiss on the baby's forehead before tucking the tiny body under a warm, cozy blanket. *** Three chapters a week. Unless told otherwise. Happy reading :)

The century online game New World that has swept the entire Blue Star has announced the suspension of its service!For a moment, the whole network wailed. People frantically sold equipment and gold coins.Everyone has only one thought: return blood!Even more extreme, even delete the account in anger! The reborn Lin Chen knew that in half a month, everything would change.When the New World online game invaded reality.The entire Blue Star will face great changes!Zombies, undead There are also various monsters in the game, raging in the world!And those who keep the game characters can also inherit the abilities in the replica game according to the score! Looking at the various game props whose prices plummeted, Lin Chen was delighted.permanent fashion? purchase!Rare pet eggs? purchase!Skill Book? purchase!Full-level divine outfit?Loans are also bought! - Description from MTLNovel

‘What destroys a human being?’ Athaliah Leighton is merely a 16 year old lady but she is bound to find out. In the clash of power; in the pull of love and transcending betrayals. Many wonder when her journey down the spiral began, but only she knows when exactly it was; on the day she met that madman of an emperor- Joaquin I. To his people, he is a great ruler, but to her he is nothing more than an enigma. One day, he proposes marriage for no rhyme or reason. The other day, he dyes her vision in a rain of blood for her. Another day, he stands in front of her about to pull down the guillotine. Sometimes Athaliah thinks to herself that it is love that they share. But as the dangers of the court manifests itself. As Royal concubine Vilma - her mother gives her a secret mission to betray everything they had. As another man secretly holds her heart. How will the story turn out? Will the seed of their hard built trust bring a garden of camellia or will it result in a forest fire? (This is an original story)