Easy Tiger Face Painting

There is a sense for greatness. Some people carry it around like a bad smell. They make us stop on the street, and look their way, whether we wish to or not. Their appearance might be ordinary, but there’s something about them, something beyond the norm. Something that makes you almost wish to bend the knee to them. Our kings have likely had that something, those that came from nothing but ashes and ruin, in times of trouble and famine, where the hearts of the masses are restless, and they need a cause to bind to. What makes them choose one man over another? It is my contention that there is a true gravity to such individuals. That progress, or competence, or greatness itself carries a weight. That a man might grow greater in the dark, and whether he wishes it or not, by the sheer gravity of his existence, tigers will make their way towards his door, catching his scent in the wind. The tigers hide themselves in the forests, in villages unknown, amongst the peasantry, but sooner or later, it does seem, that they are always cast into the light. It requires an immense effort of will to keep them hidden. A man of such a gravity will see themselves risen, without will, to ranks beyond that of the norm – in times of peace, they might rise high indeed. But in times of chaos? When the world is in upheaval, when every piece in up in the air? Then a tiger from the most lowly of starts, with a competency – a density – beyond belief, as if they were a different creature entirely – they might go all the way. They might be the creature that – though a peasant themselves – the peasantry themselves kneel to. They might go further, and make the soldiery kneel, and then even the nobles after them. And a special class, beyond all others, might go even further still, and snatch a crown the head of a king, on a flurry of brilliant victories, on a story so overwhelming it almost might have seemed preordained. It is those men that we ought to fear, and it those men that we will eternally be at the mercy of. It is those men that we do the honour of addressing as our kings, and our emperors.

Ji Rong died suddenly after staying up all night playing an online game, only to wake up as the evil villainess who meets her demise at the hands of the heroine in the game’s ending. Determined to change her fate, she resolved to fight against the heroine until the bitter end. But then, the sweet and naive heroine unexpectedly… awakened. A certain “mad dog” pounced on her, whispering teasingly into her ear: “Senior Sister, isn’t this fun?” Expressionless, Ji Rong replied, “Not at all.” Now, facing the heroine who radiates dark energy and wears “I’m no good” on her face, Ji Rong could only weep internally and curse the game developers for ruining her youth. From a near-death awakening: “I can’t believe it—the NPC… is me!” Having reincarnated as the villainous Senior Sister, Ji Rong initially thought she was handed the script for The Villain’s Redemption Story—or at least I Became a Light at the End of the Game. Instructions: 1. The realm levels in the text are: Beginning Realm, Spiritual Communication, Heart-Seeking, Riding the Wind, Stepping on the Moon, Chasing the Clouds, Infinite, Desperate, Returning to the Dust. -------------------------------------------------------- You can also join my patreon for more chapters, just search: Crimson_Lore Patreon

A young man dies In a airplane crash while trying to go on a vacation away from a stressful job. As the young man regained consciousness, he realized he was somewhere else and not dead. As he looks down at himself, he sees two furry paws. System he thinks to himself immediately as a screen pops up in front of him and he sees no way I'm a girl now!! Follow crystal as she Explorers this new world seeing all types of new things meeting all types of people as she makes friends and finds a lover maybe?

Claire is a famous Tarot-Influencer, who has fun ruining her Follower's life. She completely falls for the British actor Levi and is determined to make him hers only. She manipulates herself into Levi's Circle through his Manager Sam. Suddenly one day, Helen,her older sister, appears in her life again after 12 years of absence. Claire starts to have vivid dangerous dreams, which lead to the murder of Helen's Husband Theo... but Sam won't let go either and slowly but surely Claire isn't sure what's real anymore or who to trust The Face I claim is Book 1 of a series

It is when he found out that he only had a few years to live. Caelum after working hard all his life finally decided to give up and enjoy the remaining life of his, in a countryside apartment. his family didn't care about him nor did he have any close person to open up to. But one day everything changed. Caelum found a mystical quill, a quill that turned his drawing into reality. manifested his imagination. follow caelum as he discovers more secrets about the quill while trying to enjoy the last of his days ------ The start of the book will have a lot of explanation and later would contain heavy world building. and at some point it will have a bit of connection to my other book 'dawn on nocturnal'. but it wont be much, just a little connection. connecting both worlds

This is the story of a guy who one day finds himself transmigrating into a yandere otome game—something he never imagined could happen. His very presence starts to change the entire plotline, shifting the story in unexpected ways as he struggles to survive in a world filled with dangerous, obsessive characters.

[ THE EARTH YOU KNOW WILL END IN SIX DAYS ] After the text appeared the world was no longer the same. The apocalyptic scenarios that humanity could imagine began to occur one after another. Monsters, meteors, natural disasters. All of them came after the six-day countdown ended. Fortunately, humans are given something to fight back. Or actually to make things much more interesting. They became Players. No one knows who is behind all this. Humans have no other choice but to survive amid this chaos by playing. But Clyde didn't live it like the others. Because he was the only human who had the lowest difficulty in the End Time Game. He plays in Easy Mode, and he already read this kind of thing in web novels. Except, there are no such thing as 'Regressor' in those webnovels. Until he met them. "Wait, I only hit that monster once and it died right away?!" “Whoa, I got an A-grade weapon right away!?” "There are... 4 Regressors?" How is Clyde's journey in this apocalyptic world with the lowest difficulty? is he going to become a Hero, or just dominate the humans, the Gods, and the Supernatural beings? [ THIS IS NOT HAREM STORY. ]

Cultivation is hard? Seriously?! I Cultivate by running my mouth!

[Translated novel version for English readers. For original version, checked "Bầu Trời Hai Mặt".] In the 22nd century, the world was no longer divided into separate nations. For mutual benefit, humanity had united, yet never truly became one. Despite technology and magic reaching their zenith, wars had never ceased. At the fierce borders, warriors battled day and night. General Stratos of the Nation and Commander Lunamaria Whieblod of the Organization stood as symbols of this endless war. They fought not only for duty and belief but also for the dreams deep within their souls. But behind the fiery battlefields and meticulously calculated military strategies lay a bloody political chessboard. Conspiracies were woven like a spider’s web, and secrets were buried deep in the darkness. And perhaps, the most terrifying thing was not the enemy before them, but the invisible hands strangling the fragile peace that humanity had always longed for.

God is the greatest painter. The world is its canvas and we are its colours. these are the thoughts of Caelus Dawn, an aspiring painter who wants to follow in his father's footsteps. but the country they live in is making preparations for an unavoidable war wich threatens their way of living art is dreaming of 'what is' and 'what could be' while forming that in something you can witness. Caelus now has to experience the hard reality of 'what is' and strife for 'what could be' to survive his upcoming struggles. theme: medieval-fantasy upload shedule: have none sorry (at least 1 chapter a week but i probably will do more). warning: death, mental instability and (soft) horror themes are things I want to implement. something I want to say: hey hey, author here. this is one of my first novels so I am quite new to all of this, I would love to hear feedback or ideas so dont hold back if you have anything. I thought writing would be a lovely hobby and so I started (yeah I know, boring reason). Well that's all for now, I hope you enjoy.

Sup guys, I have a story to tell you. This is your you know, average guy who's active in webnovel. Being the active guy in WN, I had a fair share of knowing the usual troupes like reincarnation, having a system, transmigration, etc. Well, how do I start... I reincarnated in some kind of Fantasy World and I had a fair share amount of cheats you know except It didn't come from a God and instead it comes from a cat, yes a cat. Anyway, seems like my time is running out, you can continue reading it if your interested. Bye and have fun

A story about a young kid whose origin is untold . He lives with his foster brother and sister until his elder brother is killed and he swears to revenge him " I LIN ZIAO SHALL FIGHT THE STRONGEST FOES, BEHOLD THE GREATEST SIGHTS, DRINK THE FINEST WINES AND BED THE MOST BEAUTIFUL WOMEN. " Follow to read the breathtaking adventure of Lin Ziao

NOTE: THIS IS ALL FANFIC OUT OF MY IMAGINATION. Sean Xiao (Xiao Zhan. I'll direct him as such in this novel it might be a short story or maybe longer than I expected let's hope and read together) Sean Xiao and Wang jie(Wang yibo. I'll also direct him as such in the novel). are twins born on the same day. Sean, was just few seconds older than Wang jie. But they were separated due to an unexpected event which was still strange to the Xiao family. In summary, this is a story about two un-identical twin brothers who were separated... I'm even confused with the summary. I only have the idea. I suggest you read and enjoy. Additional note: no r-rated events maybe cuss words but I'll try to be as innocent as I've claimed to be. I'm an innocent mind. just enjoy the brothers who go through ups and downs with great turn of events and later of course, a reassured fate. _____________________________________ Remember to support your lovely author.

WHAT!!? I'M===THE VILLIAN?? wait but I'm the.....Author?? * * * Ms. Sally a well known writer and a scientist... was stuck in her OWN CREATION.... None the less as.... Villain... * * * Well, she wouldn't die that easily will she?? OF COURSE NOT!! * * * EXPLORE HER STORY HERE!!

Bi Sangook has only one purpose in his life. To travel from world to world to correct the cannon's mistakes. For example, there was a fake son who the family mistreated after the real son returned. What does he do? He creates a company big enough to swallow them as well as send the real son to prison. The quiet girl at school is being mistreated by his fiancee? Break up with the fiancee and help the quiet girl become the most popular student. A childhood friend confesses feelings and gets humiliated by a rich heir in front of everyone. He gets her to fall in love with him and the two of them live so happily that the rich heir becomes jealous and dies of a heart attack. An old loyal employee is forced into retirement to cover for the CEO's crimes? As his son, he starts gathering enough evidence and enough wealth to make the CEO pay for his sins. This is the story of Bi Sangook. The man who travels between worlds ready to face-slap anyone who does something wrong.

Mortes inexplicáveis estão ocorrendo no reino de North Gunder, mas todas tem algo em comum, foram mortos brutalmente, órgãos retirados de seus corpos, a cabeça da 3° vítima foi arrancada e o seu corpo morto estava segurando sua cabeça. O assassino até agora não foi encontrado, as mortes não param, todos tem apenas uma dúvida... quem e esse monstro? ... — Ha, é mesmo... eu sou esse assassino.

Ethan Storm, known as "Prince" for his undeniable charm, lives a life of effortless popularity. But his carefully constructed world is shattered when Julie Rinien, a quiet and seemingly harmless classmate, reveals a terrifyingly obsessive side. What begins as a playful encounter quickly escalates into a chilling game of cat and mouse as Julie's possessive love threatens to consume Ethan. Can Ethan escape the clutches of a yandere's affection, or will he become a prisoner of her obsessive desire?

Sienna travelled to another world when she found a beautiful crystal in the sea. This wild land is ruled by warriors, who can change into ferocious beasts. Females are scarce in this world, they have more males to ensure their protection, but not every tribe treat them well. Sienna first meets an Ape prince who likes her to be his but scares her halfway to his village. The huge snake retrieves her for himself as for his food. She decided to play a game of wits with him, to give her 3 chances to escape. She will encounter a tiger lord, who is so smitten with her, that he will gladly die for her, the wicked and exotic scorpion king, the cold and dangerous eagles and the black dragon who can destroy all others. Sienna will need to use all her wits and beauty to tame these beasts. I had to change this book to a novel because I started publishing it as a fanfic, but it is not fanfic, it is my original work, so I'm keeping both to keep my readers updated. The cover is my work too. This story is not as gruesome or violent as regular Chinese stuff here, because I'm European, so it is kind of easy to read but it still has hot content, twists and an interesting storyline. The setting ranges from ancient, medieval to almost modern. This is uncontracted book , so enjoy the free reading:-) #beastman, #hotblooded, #playfull, #gamesofwits, #tiger, #snake, #eagle,#scorpion, # dragon, #adventure, #romance,#sexy

A normal man named Ryan dead and is reborn as white tiger now Ryan fight his way to survival in this new world

wimpy kid gets a guardian angel in the form of his uncle Eren who teaches him to defend himself and protect his family returning to protect his brother only fail and his brother is but in comma. Now he stands ready to take revenge and face his demons of the past

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.

Xun Ruiwen, a reserved art student, renders the people around him while keeping his own life carefully obscured. However, as he lays down the features, they never seem to settle into place. Hua Ruoyan, a laid-back saxophonist who was born with a rare condition and steadily worsening eyesight, notices his struggle and intervenes with his own unorthodox methods. Guiding Xun Ruiwen’s careful hand across the planes of his face, their demonstrations unfold into something closer to creation. As they spend time together, Xun Ruiwen begins to see as Hua Ruoyan does; through sound, through touch, and eventually through emotions. And when Hua Ruoyan asks to draw him, Xun Ruiwen realizes some portraits can only be finished when you let yourself be seen.

A samurai, ill from a war long since passed, embarks on a harrowing journey across the continent to return his master's blade to the Isle of Mist. His sole companion is his master's estranged lover—an enigmatic monster-hunter-turned-hitman who hopes that, by joining the quest, he can redeem himself. The two find themselves entwined in an unlikely friendship brought together by shared grief, guilt, and hope. SFW, but does contain mature themes, sexual references, drug use/addiction, and violence.

For centuries, they existed alongside humanity—beings with shifting forms, unnatural abilities, and no place to belong. Feared, hunted, and cast into the shadows, they were seen as monsters. Demons. Not because they were, but because it was the only way humans could understand them. When fear turned to control, they were captured. Experimented on. Locked away in labs deep underground, stripped of their names, their identities, their freedom. To the world above, they were nothing more than forgotten myths. But secrets never stay buried forever. Sixteen-year-old Ryu Mikael wasn’t thinking about any of that. He had bigger problems—like the homework he forgot to do. Instead of facing another lecture at school, he decided to ditch, heading into the mountains to get some peace and finally finish his work. Away from the noise. Away from everything. Then he saw him. A stranger. Standing there, still yet tense, his head tilting slightly—watching. There was something unnatural in the way he moved, like a predator studying prey. Then, in an instant, he lunged. And Mikael’s life changed forever.