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Dog N Word

an In n In wa hi

"I'm just a silly child with an unreachable dream. As a child, I always dreamed of being a Hero, but I went down the wrong path. I now look back at my foolish dream of wanting to be a Hero and saving others. Me, a Hero, what a farce. My sins can never be repented for they were too great." "Hah, don't even get me started on the story about my journey, for it's just a long and painful route to becoming a Diamond." "Power, luxury, worlds we can have all of them, but we can never fully be happy." "Diamond goddess my ass!! What is the use of becoming a powerful being if we can't even Live peacefully?" She turns to look at the child with pink hair and pink eyes. "Would you be interested in knowing who we are?" Iris asked the child. "Yes of course since I'm one too it would be good if I know," Polyra answered shyly and she twisted her hair on her fingertips. "Diamonds were supreme beings that were given to create life and destroy life, also known as world destroyers. They could pass through time and dimensions and create worlds of their own." I said as stars formed around them. "All Diamonds have a Diamond Gem in their body plus we have Diamond-shaped pupils to identify ourselves." "So then are we like cool or something," Polyra asked joyfully. Iris gave her a blank yet sad look, "I wish we were..." "All I know is throughout myself as a Diamond all I've felt was pain, but one thing that keeps me going is to find my sisters." "Diamonds are never free unless we're truly strong, but if we aren't we would be chased for the rest of our days." "What about the rest of the other Diamonds? There must be more people like us, right? Polyra asked nervously. "They're not my problem to deal with," Iris said coldly. "Then why did you save me?" Polyra asked as she stared deep into Iris's lifeless eyes. "Maybe a connection, I don't know." She responded. "Well then Iris if you won't find the rest of the other Diamonds, I will," Polyra stood up proudly. "Hahahaha, fine then have it your way." "Polyra, do you still want to be the Pink Diamond and become my follower?" she asked, stretching out her hand. "How can you also ask such a silly question Iris. You were the one who raised me and I don't care if I become a follower of the Black Diamond Goddess, because you're like a mother to me," she said softly. "Then the whole heavens would hate you dear child. For the Black Diamond shall always be the Diamond to bring calamity, chaos, and evil upon everything…." "And the Diamond war shall begin soon." The cover art isn't mine
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The Starving Dogs

After a mysterious gas was released into the planet's atmosphere, the population suddenly found themselves with mystical powers. Ranging from superhero abilities known only in comics, to incredibly specific and hardly practical. When your worth is now decided by birth, how does one live? When talent merely becomes a word to explain a fortunate ability, how do you stand out? Heroes, Villains, Vigilantes. Stories and myths of such beings became commonplace. Governments requiring powerful abilities to keep order. The Hero Association attempting to keep its influence through monetization. Villain groups abusing their powers. Vigilantes attempting to fight against such tyranny and unfairness. Corruption rampant as always. Like stated, these stories are commonplace. Mass produced even. So what about a narrower focus? A lawless city ruled by an order of Street Gangs. This isn't the story of a selfless uprising Hero, or a Villain who wreaks destruction, or even a Vigilante who wants a better world. Rather it's a story of the struggle of the strong. People who gather others underneath them, and fight against rivals. All to rise to the top and rule this city. Would you care to join? This isn't a grand story, it might not be to your taste. Can you stand beside those who struggle, without a guarantee for a satisfying end? As they fight to stand at the top, or be consumed? If so, allow me to tell you this story. (WARNING: THIS VOLUME CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND STRONG LANGUAGE. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED)
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'Hide n Seek'

[Mature Content] "Is he playing with me—hiding his feelings and making me seek him?" Ashan, a Chinese-American, sometimes cold and mean to others but inside a shy boy who masks his anxiety, true emotions, and insecurities with a rough-tough deadpan face, makes the biggest mistake of ignoring the flaring gaze and the longing eyes of the most popular girl in his new school. Deep down, he wants that girl, which he mistakes as an ordinary crush on a random celebrity. He never knew the depth of his desire until the girl touched him. The denial of his yearning and internal conflict consume the peace and serenity of his simple life. Gradually, he discovers many unspoken histories about the girl he once despised but has now fallen for. He learns what obsession is and also understands what the true, endless, selfless, unconditional version of love is. Their love blooms like a colorless flower with fragrance in secret, in the darkness…. Two seventeens in their golden adolescence thrive further, overcome their matter, learn about each other, and know themselves better in their journey together. The sunshine girl—workaholic, scandalous, and horny. Despite being popular the girl keeps mystery around her. She is a tall, lean-bodied, short-haired brunette with mild-tanned skin. 5 foot, 10 inch. He feels lucky to be 3 inches taller than her. Her eyes he compares to eagles, which literally matches her features and behavior—brown hazel eyes with golden flecks that form a gold ring around the dark pupils in her eyes. The sullen boy—coy, solitary, and filled with compressed lust. He hardly feels interested in his peers. Pitch-black hair, monolid eyes with dark brown iris, milk-white skin, and a lithe body groom him as a complete Asian, hiding his American nationality. Her adoring gaze reminds him of how handsome he is, which he regards as an annoyance as his beauty attracts unease attention. "The harsh truth of the cruel world is that you might not get the love you want from the person you desire most." I own the book cover. It's my own silly art. ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)⁾⁾ Pardon my grammatical mistakes.
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