Scurry Webcomic

Summoned by the Goddess to save her fading world. He battled for years in a war against the forces of darkness, ultimately standing as the lone survivor from both factions after vanquishing the Demon-God. After destroying the enemy, the Goddess descended to the physical plain, and Sol, having endured horrors beyond hell, is rewarded. Captivated by his strength, the Goddess Ikaris binds herself to him in a slave pact, a pact he finds acceptable since her only desire is to serve him. That was supposed to be the end, but they both got summoned again to another world almost as soon as they returned to his own. This time around, Sol refuses his role as hero. Unable to find rest he will the pantheon of gods in a quest to become the strongest being in existence, carried by his slave who took his place as hero, battles await and secrets of old begin to scurry into the light when the world as he knows it begins expanding beyond the visible horizons of reality and deep into the fringes of eternal darkness. Terrible consequences lay beyond the borders of the known.

After centuries of ruling the underworld with terrifying power, Lilith dies in an epic battle, only to be reborn in the human world. But instead of a grand rebirth as a queen of darkness, she's reincarnated as something far more mundane—a secretary. Rather than despair, Lilith finds this new life amusing. After all, who would suspect the devil herself to be working a 9-to-5? Settling into her new reality, Lilith embraces her role, living in a luxurious apartment and working diligently in her office. Though her devilish instincts are hard to suppress, she's determined to be the perfect secretary. But when people push her too far, the devil within still comes out to play. When a creep in the office dares to look at her the wrong way, she calmly fixes her gaze on him. "You keep staring like that, and I'll show you what a broken wrist feels like." The man quickly scurries away, leaving Lilith with a satisfied smirk. Even the rich, entitled girl from accounting isn't safe from her wrath. "You think you can push me around just because you've got money? I've burned entire kingdoms for less. Don't test me." She says this with a calm smile, her eyes glinting dangerously. The day continued like that—stopping creeps in their tracks, putting rude heiresses in their place, and being the flawless secretary she intended to be. But, of course, her boss—the CEO—had his eyes on her, more curious than ever. And while the entire office might fear her or wonder about her, she remained blissfully indifferent. This was fun. And she wasn't here to impress anyone but herself. Who knew being a secretary could be so... interesting?

Aster lived his whole life in an isolated town, in a large forested area. Mostly left to it's own devices, unimpeded by the sole government on the continent. The Midnight Order. Until one day he was forced out into the world, searching for answers and revenge. But little did he know, the world was much larger and complex then he could've imagined. (The title and synopsis are tentative and may end up changing later) - I'm gonna try to work on this more over the next few months/year. My younger brother died recently, so I think working on this will help me a bit. Keep myself busy, you know. I personally don't see a future where this story does well enough to prompt me to work on it regularly, so I'll probably write a few chapters here and there then post them one at a time. I really would prefer to have my story made into a webcomic or something, but I don't have any connections or funds to get an artist/team of artists to draw everything -

Heaven, hell, and the world themselves have forgotten a prominent figure that once stood at the pinnacle. Alas, the said figure himself forgot who he was. Lyon is a young man who lived a leisurely life on earth. Not much was said except that he enjoyed such a life. However, one fateful night sent him to the world where killing is not a sin, alchemy is a thing, and magic cultivation is not imaginary. Immediately after being sent to this world. He is met with a beautiful woman who rumbled the earth and cracked the very firmament under the mortals' eyes. Selena is her name. She claimed to be his wife, the first one of three. However, their meetings didn't last long due to circumstances that he has yet understood. With one wedding ring on his finger that contained half of his past power, he sets forth to find Cecile, the woman whom Selena said is a queen in Blue Continent, the other wife that he adored then. But, he lacked focus at times, and combined with his whimsical nature, he often finds himself, in unusual situations. His smirk and lazy demeanor brought nothing but trouble for himself and the others around him. His relentless nature of stealing, his rebellious adolescence year, and the capability to smile by the teeth of a gnawing dragon brought his charm to a height that fairies once forget. Though his perverted nature often gets them to scurry away almost immediately, those that stayed long enough to know him better, know the redeeming qualities of Lyon Torga as a whole. Regardless! His arrival in this world has rotated an old cog of fate that those old monsters and old kings in the ages of the ancients, would have never guessed to be working again.

Noah Ashford, a 20-year-old college student and part-time teacher, finds herself waking up in the body of a villainess from one of her favorite webcomics. Confused and with a memory as short as a goldfish, she has no idea how she ended up in this world. But the real twist? The villainess she's inhabiting is about to meet a tragic end. With the love triangle of her new life teetering between a Grand Duke and a Crown Prince, Noah must navigate her role—and maybe even change her fate—all while trying to avoid the inevitable death flags. Can she survive her new life, or will she crash and burn like every villainess before her?

"My dear baby, look at what time it's; hurry up, or else we will be late." She answered back as she gulped some milk before glancing at the watch on her wrist. " Mother..." He pouted his lips sulking, he was spoilt and pampered the most among the three of them. " All right, all right.. stop whining and come over here.." he was the youngest one and his health has been complicated since birth since they were born prematurely, and had spent rather a better amount of time in the hospital that's why his health wasn't favorable. She lightly tapped on the vacant dining chair next to hers signaling him to shift over to get closer. Su Tang hastily climbed off his chair scurried over to the said chair and settled down beside his mother eying her either his puppy eyes that were adorably blinking, Su Mao bent over and carefully pecked his cheeks adoringly. "I love you, momma, you are the best." He cheered up before he heartily began having his breakfast. He had a special diet that was specifically meant for him due to health complications. "Mother.. you are being biased, this is total biasness you are doing momma.." Su Ting pouted her lips feeling aggrieved as her cheeks puffed out, why couldn't she also receive her kisses this early morning? they were all her babies, right? "Finish up first then I will give you a big one inside the car... Didn't you just say you are getting late?" She smiled brushing her off, she might be pouting and whining her lips but she was a deadly snake hiding in that childish face of hers. But deep down in her heart she knew that she had been treating them all equally, it's just that Su Tang was a bit dependent on her. "Humph..!" She grunted coldly ignoring her mother as she took her breakfast. They finished up before getting inside a low-key Mercedes Benz which had tinted glasses, and the body was painted black. She softly mumbled out while buckling her safety belt. "Rule number one" "Fasten the safety belt.." They echoed all together in response while doing exactly what they were supposed to. They hurriedly fastened their safety belts, Su Ting always sat on the passenger's seat while the boys sat down in the backseat. "Rule number two" Su Mao was done fastening her safety belt and now, she had switched the engine on. "Greet people in the car..." They echoed together as they began greeting themselves shaking hands. "It's good to have manners and greet your elders when possible so long as they respect you...." Su Mao never pressured them in any way, she gave them freedom, and at the same time, she let them be children as she never got to do that in her life. It was the most important phase in a child's life, she wouldn't deprive them of that. "Rule number three..." Su Mao twisted her head glancing at the boys in the back eying them, sometimes they were mischievous. "Geezzz mommy.. we have outgrown those rules, we are already so grown and big gentlemen...." Su Tong retorted back irritated, they were already this old but their mother treated them like one-year-old babies they were twelve years ago. ***************** Su Mao had just managed to occupy the Su company Presidential seat when she received a call from her half-sister... When she heard her voice, she understood that wherever she was, didn't have much time, thus she went over with the direction she had given her. Arriving there, her half-sister was on the brink of death and she had given birth to triplets... From being the Su company President to suddenly being a mom of triplets, with the sudden emergency, she had to make decisions... She was a young mom of three kids because she made a promise, but what kind of life awaits her? How would she manage to live her life fully after being driven out of the Su family and mansion? Was it worth sacrificing everything in the end?

Sana's chance encounter with the king of business, change her life dramatically. He's the king and in love with her, without her knowing. He support her like a backbone but from the back. He meet her as the right hand of the king.... but she don't know the truth. Sana don't believe in love because her life was so difficult and she don't know what is love. She never find anyone whom she can trust... He tried to make her fall in love... But Sana is hiding her secret too deep in her bones. It's nothing like the novels you read on webnovel. It's more about when Sana's secret life and her daily life encounter the most powerful opponent, The King. Will this work? Let's see together. Or the king have another motive? "King's Pampered Girl" only in webcomics .......................................... This is my first work.. Hope you like it. English is not my first language therefore please forgive me on my grammatical mistakes and help me...

She died...virgin. [WARNING: EXPLICIT, MATURE CONTENT 18+] Cause of Death: Her overactive imagination and poor lifestyle. Binge-watched porn, dramas, and anime. Excessive indulgence in books, manga, Webtoon, WebComics, and Webnovels. Too much laziness and lack of sleep. Dehydration and an unreasonable amount of junk food. She never felt belonged in that world. Out of a sudden, she found herself alive in another person's body. So then she started leaping from one world to another, fulfilling the wishes of her new roles. Whether it would be salvation or retribution, she couldn't care less. Well, as long as it is interesting, why not try? *** World After Worlds CONTENTS 1st World: Brightest Star 2nd World: Hara (queen) 3rd World: Miss Officer 4th World: Azkin's Curse 5th World: Honey Trap *** Ran: "Please note that this book has not undergone editing and proofreading. This may contain errors in grammar, spelling, or punctuation. Reader discretion is advised. Kindly keep in mind that this content has not been reviewed or revised to meet the author's usual standards. If you are sensitive to such material or find it difficult to read, I suggest waiting until the edited version is released. Unfortunately, I do not have an exact date for the release of the edited version at this time." *** This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. 2021, Ran Barbasa. Image not owned. From Pinterest. (This is my first English novel. English is my second language. Please go easy on me!)

Red is an NPC (non-player character) villager of the popular game called “Code”. She is living her simple life to the fullest, not until an announcement crashes into the game. A horde of monsters materialises in the distance, wreaking havoc across the Kingdom of Freiy. Red scurries through the forest and plans to save her parents and her sister, only to see them die in her hands. She refuses to believe everything and goes against the script meant for her. The girl comes to learn about the world and how to complete the game. She created a war between nations, hence the rise of the death game. Red, becoming a variant among NPCs, travels across lands for a purpose. A quest to take all four obelisks in her hands and seek vengeance against Warner Asimov, the founder of Code. Will Red take her revenge against Warner or die inside the game? “A kingdom overturned by its foes can ascend once more. But one which shatters the inside? That’s game over.” (inspired quote from Zemo MCU) ORIGINAL BOOK COVER Will update a chapter everyday! Hop in to my server and talk about how awesome this novel is! (Thank you so much for supporting my work~) Discord Channel: https://discord.gg/yteNWMu8dg Instagram: (I will make one soon)

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.

"Hey you scumbag!" She ran after the man who was riding a horse, followed my multiple scary guards with swords by their sides. Everyone gasped as she removed her heels and scurried through the horses and guards. The guards removed their swords as she got to the man in preparation for attack. He stopped them with a raised finger as he stared at her. She dropped her heels and rubbed her palms together. "What is all this? Are you here to trick them and run away like you did to me? You ran away with my money and I ended up in this trashy place all because of you!" She screamed frustratedly at him as the old market women and men kept staring at her, empathy written all over their faces. She smiled. "But now, I won't feel so sad. You're here and I'm not leaving here without collecting my money and ruining you into pieces!" She made and attempt to climb his horse and wring his neck but a guard quickly caught her before touching a strand on the prince's hair. "What do you think you're doing lady! Now bow and apologize to the prince!" The guard barked behind her ear and instead of complying , she scrunched up her face in disgust. "prince?" she turned to him. "So you've finally succeeded in manipulating them you wretched so called dumb prince!" She threw her legs up to meet any part of his body while her arms were still held tight behind her. While still struggling and cursing, a sword pulled up at her neck which made her freeze instantly with a leg still up in the air. "if you still want your neck, bow down". She dared not look sideways. she loved her life so much and couldn't risk it. She went down slowly on her knees, whimpering and praying. "What is your name". The prince asked. "You dum...." She stopped as her eyes met the stone cold eyes of the man whose sword was on her neck. "Zora". she answered irritatedly. "Zora..."He pronounced slowly as he nodded. "Stand up". He ordered and she was brought up to her feet immediately. Instead of bowing her head slightly, she glared at the prince on the white horse who didn't seemed affected but was just smiling. "Do you know what kind of sin you've committed?" He asked. "I know. A sin that's bigger than fraud". She answered stressing the 'fraud'. "Fraud would be better." He smiled and looked down at her dressing. She was strange. He noticed. "The kind of sin you've committed..." He paused. "You can only pay it with your life". The whole crowd shook their heads in pity but Zora still counted his words as an empty threat. . Zora Daustram was a human who feared no one and could talk to anyone as long as they weren't God. it was easier for her because she lived in a modern world where everyone was equal but what happens when she wakes up one day and find herself in an entirely new world. A world where everybody wasn't equal and death was like a betting game. What happens when the prince of the most powerful kingdom she appeared into looks like the man who duped her in her modern world and is responsible for her sudden appearance into an historical world she had no clue about. Could death be far from her with her attitude and unwillingness to respect and bow to anyone who wasn't God? . . well, how about we find out?;-)

"You deserve to be punished for what you did... you should atone for everything you've done. You fool..." and love can't be a punishment. Nor atonement. It's a change and you decide for yourself is it for the better or for the worse. Still ... you remain a fool. A story about Han Jiwook and Lee Joohoon from the bl webcomics "At the End of the Road" or "What lies at the End" by Haribo. (Post-Canon of the original story). Highly recommended to read the webcomic first.

She was scurrying off to her school when she suddenly heard the voice. "Hello, human girl." The feminine voice drawls, she heard the voice right inside her head. She almost tripped on her feet but was able to catch herself before falling flat on her face on the sidewalk. Strange. She thought and look around to see if someone is actually talking to her and not just a voice she is hearing in her head but instead, all she is seeing is a man taking a stroll with his dog and people just going on with their daily activities. She is sure she heard a voice, or is she hallucinating? "I know you can hear me, stop pretending as if you can't." The voice says in her head again. "W-who is this?" She whispers in panic and almost had a heart attack when she felt a warm and wet sensation on her leg followed by a soft bark. "It's me. I'm Maggie." She whirls around just to see the dog she spotted with the man taking a stroll before. No, no, no. Not what I'm thinking. "You?" She says to the dog tentatively and noticed the collar around its neck with the name tag 'Maggie.' "Yes me, idiot." The dog pants whilenodding its head up and down. Blood drains from her face and she looks pale with her mouth hanging open and her eyes as wide as saucers as she watches the dog sashay away with its master. "See you around later, it's nice meeting a human who can speak to animals even though the said human looks kinda dumb." It huffs while walking away. What was that? Nathalie wonders in a daze.

Once Giselle Thompson waltzes into the city of New York in search of a new life, unexpectedly she is thrust into another world. A world of chaos that makes her gain more than she bargained for once she catches the eye of Zeus Walsh, the Alpha of the largest pack in North America and leader of the mafia. Throwing all caution aside, she feels an instant pull towards the werewolf, who proves to be more than meets the eye. With an intense attraction too powerful to ignore it’s in their aim for love when family secrets and lies are exposed. It’s quite a risk for a human and werewolf to come together as one but will their mate bond be strong enough to survive the dangers coming their way? *** The second I opened the bathroom door and met golden orbs shining in the dark hall I genuinely felt trapped. Suddenly the space felt a lot smaller with him mere inches away. I found my body operating on its own accord the second he pushed himself off the wall and moved towards me till my back touched the wall. Staring up at him, I was meek unable to speak, “You don’t ever say shit like that and think you can just walk away,” he growled, the sound although usually associated with anger in this situation I knew it was different. I hadn’t been blind to the glances he passed my way since the exhibit and all throughout dinner such that whenever I reflect upon that time in the hallway where we were hidden away I couldn’t help but chastise myself for poking the beast and expecting not to get scathed. He bent his head down when he noticed my silence taking it as a sign to plunge head first into the pool of impurity when his head dipped between my shoulder and neck grazing the flesh with his teeth. Taking a whiff of my essence he groaned, “Your arousal is fucking killing me, love.” I reached up tracing the fabric of his shirt as the tingles intensified upset that this barrier separated me from touching his skin such that I wound up gripping it in response to the feel of his rough hands settling on my hips. At this point my breaths came out short, the air fumbling within my lungs the second his teeth nipped my earlobe whilst he pressed his body even more against mine. “Boss…?” a low voice muttered into the abyss reaching us to make the man himself stiffen and lift up his head taking his warmth with him whilst keeping me close. He scowled eyeing the poor victim, taking a peak over his shoulder expecting to find Leo or Daniel; I instead saw the face of another man whom I had never seen before look nervously between us. “What?!” he barked tightening his hold on me when I attempted to remove his hands feeling a bit conscious and unwilling to draw attention to our rather questionable position but unlike me, Zeus didn’t give a damn. “We have a situation,” he replied keeping his eyes focused on the ground. He scurried away once he was dismissed; he sighed in frustration blinking a few times to calm himself down and reached out to run a hand gently through his hair. It was strange seeing him do it when seconds ago I was close to running my hand through the loose strands but questions began flying inside at what the situation was. He looked back down at me, his tongue poking out to lick his lower lip stirring a side to me that was slowly gaining a voice and identity of its own. Looking away feeling flushed I felt his fingers on my throat denying the chance I needed to breathe, “I have to go,” he whispered rubbing gentle circles as his eyes bore into mine, tearing down my armor and dismantling the chains with a statement that left me feeling like jelly whilst a stream formed between my thighs making me forget what situation needed to be handled when he whispered, “Make no mistake my little gazelle, I will eat you…”

On vacation, you can meet people well outside the usual. One business innovator makes his new friend a partner. Wealthy Clients can have perfect portraits. Body morphing models can give the perfect image of 'yourself'. This story is entered in a webcomic contest. Please vote, subscribe, and rank: https://www.webtoons.com/en/challenge/boudoir-glamour-inc-b/list?title_no=429738

And, this being comics, we had to get a little nitpicky: We’re only dealing with comics first published by North American publishing houses, and we’re not including newspaper comic strips, webcomics, or reprints thereof. Some pages are notable for their written content — game-changing first appearances, brilliant narrative innovations, and so on. Some are significant because the artwork told a story in ways no one had thought to do before, and ended up being emulated — or, in some cases, outright aped. All are interesting on their own and integral parts of the tomes from which they were plucked. We conclude on what we think is a high note, with a few recent comics that have already made an impact and portend a richer and more diverse future. Strung together, these pages are a megacomic of their own, documenting the evolution of an art form in constant flux. You can click on the title of each page to open a window with a full-sized version. Gods’ Man (1929) Writer, penciler, and inker: Lynd Ward Stranger holding paper. Photo: Cape & Smith We could “Um, actually” our way through candidates for “First Comic Book Ever” until we’re blue in the face. But it’s inarguable that one of the leading pioneers of modern longform graphic storytelling was Flemish illustrator Frans Masereel. Right after World War I, he created a series of “pictorial narratives” without words — you may have spotted his most famous, Passionate Journey (1919), in the gift shop at your local art museum. Chicago-born art student Lynd Ward discovered Masereel’s work while studying printmaking in Leipzig, Germany, and was inspired to use the oldest print medium — woodblocks pressed into ink — to create something very modern: the first stand-alone graphic narrative by an American, or as he called it, a “novel in woodcuts.” Gods’ Man (1929) tells the story of a struggling artist who makes a supernatural bargain with a mysterious stranger (pictured here) for a magic brush that comes at a terrible cost. The book, composed of one woodcut illustration on each of the volume’s 139 pages, was a surprise success, and Ward produced five more graphic novels (though use of that term was decades away) before settling into a career as an illustrator and fine artist. His work was a huge inspiration to future cartoonists, including Art Spiegelman, whose Maus was heavily influenced by Ward’s woodcut style. Spiegelman later edited Library of America’s excellent boxed set of Ward’s silent novels.

It's 4:50 in the morning. Mika was sitting on his bed and was staring into the cramped streets lighted by the intense storm above. It was filled with trash, organic wastes, dirty water flowed through the trash and dripping over head from ledges and wires. Rats sometimes scurried down it. The sound of the room next to him that was being raided was being drown out by lightning and the thundering of rain. The room he was staying in was small bare necessities were stacked and squeezed in a room barely Enough to fit 4 adults. Then he heard it. *Crack* A loud crack sounded as his door was bashed in by soldiers. "Hands up!" The Soldiers were dressed in all black military overalls and were armed with sub machine guns. Mika looked at them and raised his frail and skinny hands. They pushed him outside and searched his apartment. But in reality they usually steal or destroy items for money or entertainment under the guise of justice. He learned to avoid them by just staying quiet and not resisting so they just get bored and look for someone else. But this time was different the soldiers that entered were differently dressed and more equipped than usual. That weren't taking anything and by the time they were done searching the place he could hear the sound of helicopter blades spinning.

BAI YOUYUE HAS BEEN IN THE PALACE SERVING FOR 3 YEARS.HER MASTER THE COLD CROWN PRINCE MO FENG NOTICED HER BODY WAS RESISTANT TO SNAKE POISON AND TOOK HER ALONG FOR HIS JOURNEY INTO THE FOREST ALONG WITH SOME COMPANIONS. HOWEVER WHILE IN THE FOREST THEY COULD NOT EVEN FIND A CAT TO KILL FOR FOOD AND ALL HIGH LEVEL ANIMALS SCURRIED AWAY FROM THEIR SIGHT. ONLY WHEN BAI YOUYUE WAS SWALLOWED BY A FATHER DRAGON SNAKE DID THEY GET ATTACKED BY ANIMALS TWICE THEIR LEVEL.. WHAT WILL THEY DO AND WILL BAI YOUYUE SURVIVE ?WILL SHE ABLE TO TRUST HER MASTER AGAIN?

'Hey Albert, By the time you see this, I would probably be somewhere out in the world, living the best time of my life. I've got only 5 years to live, and I would make sure it would be the best 5 years of my life. Don't be surprised if I steal the limelight of the news channel once in a while. Peace out!' ~~~~~~~ What would you do if you've been diagnosed with stage three cancer? Go for treatment prescribed by the doctors, of course. But this is not the case for Keagan, a twenty year old man who has been diagnosed with cancer on his birthday. Instead of feeling despondency, Keagan has a bucket list on what he wants to do before he leaves the world. And so, to fulfill his wishes, he ran away from home. "You know what's the safe word?" "Duhh! We've been through this before!" "Tell me then" "Scurry."

Legends say this world has immortals! Chen Li: There might be, but there are more demons and ghosts and monsters! Once traversing into the vast unknown, hastily scurrying for meals amidst the busy throng, everyone says how great it is to cultivate immortality, yet who has seen skeletons exposed beside the road...?

After finally dying in the arena amidst a dystopian world, I was reborn into a new one. With unfamiliar faces all around me and a new identity as Jay Cadmium, I will become a powerful binder to support my family and protect what I hold dear. ——— Notice: This story is based on the popular webnovel and webcomic The Beginning after the End. Both stories start the SAME and only diverge later on. I'd highly recommend reading The Beginning after the End if you haven't already: https://tbatenovel.com/ ——— Discord: https://discord.gg/PjVE96NTEg

Twitter: @Plafu24 This plays in a fictional world with a different school system After the middle school comes high school comes Uni. This is a story about tow Girls that fall in love in the Highschool. One name is eve and the other one is Emelie and eve is getting bullyed by her class mates because she draw gl webcomics and Emelie is new to this school

The Outlands stand as twisting spires of stone and cracked earth under an emerald sky, warped by feral magic and scorched by searing sun. Emaciated creatures scurry through its gullies and across its plains, feeding off what meager tufts of grass they can find. At night the darkness comes to life, shadows churning from an ages old curse. Sin's Curse. A lone hunter stalks these plains. In his bones are memories of ages past. In his blood burns searing vengeance. His people cry out for revenge, for he is the last of their number. These are his lands, and he will claim his birthright.

A beautiful voice lost at sea with a large ship, and a dead crew. As she has been left alone in seas seemingly endless waters, and silenced herself from everyone never to be heard from again. Thinking of turning it into a webcomic.

Eun-Yeong Inoue a 21-year-old dies on her birthday after living a lonely and regretful life she gets run over by a truck she teleports into the fantasy world of her favorite webcomic series can she save the villainess from her self and the people around her?

This series is currently being transformed into a webcomic, “A Heart To Heal” on Tapas and WebToon. COMPLETED on Wattpad: https://my.w.tt/nfS3T2U5iab @ ShigiWrites Cover Art: ShigiWrites Story: ShigiWrites _______________________________ (Patience)Kirishima Yuto x Shinji Nagisa [Main story/ Cover Art ] Love that had begun sparking between a victim of domestic abuse and his ex brother-in-law. (Purity) Ryu Jaehwan x Nakanishi Aki Romance between a shy barista with many secrets and a basketball coach who had been scouting him out. _______________________________ For further reference, chapters with the label (PA) are about Yuto and Nagisa and (PU)are about Jaehwan and Aki.

At first glance, Kuya was nothing special. At second glance, Kuya was not special. With no outstanding abilities or talents, the only notable thing about him was that he read web-novels and webcomics online. He'd often daydream about what he'd do if he were the protagonist of such stories. When a weird glitch on his phone appeared, he realized: He didn't need to wonder any longer.

Life on Estia is a beautiful place. The government places their citizens to the highest of attention. Estia is the path to a future world, but what no one could have expected, was the return of the comets and the secrets hidden in history. You can read the original webcomic version on webtoons.com on the discovery page under the title Zarqa and Hara. I'm a little too busy right now, but I'm going to renew the series as Regia I In Your Eyes later on.

4 Boys venture out into the world of gangs and the Mafia, what they thought was a normal life will never be the same. Numerous unique powers are gifted to those born into the Mafia which they call the underground. You dont Choose the underground it chooses you. I would like to turn this into a webcomic but I'm no good at drawing. So I'm on the hunt. If your interest my Discord Koichi#0890

On her way back home across the globe, the flight of the perfect student Aki Sakamoto suddenly crashes. When she wakes up again, she finds herself in a romance fantasy webcomic she had read earlier as the villainess, Victoria Hellbert. However, while she hopes to live like other reincarnated villainesses from the books she read, she comes to a cruel realisation that it may never come.