Wilber Soot

Update: Mon, Wed, and Fri [Mature Content] Amongst the battlefield of death and destruction, a lone warrior, her body ravaged by bone charring burns. Spirits of the recently dead drifted aimlessly, and hungry Burburus devoured both souls and body, sparing only the living and strong-willed. Yet, she found herself fixated on the Demon Lord, Ose, and the fact she is convinced he is in love with her. ... A vile smell rose from the brimstone red of blood and entrails that spilled from allies, foes, and those that were supposed to be protected. Hundreds of bodies blanketed the landscape of debris that was once a great city, wails and cries of the dying were heard over the strong winds, their hands wet as they tried to hold their own life in their wounds. If only she had more training to assist with their injuries, in the knighthood she was groomed for solely combat. The spirits of the recently dead roamed aimlessly, not yet aware they were dead and that they would meet true nonexistence if they were not to seek shelter from the real horror to come. A sense in Yin energy was coming from the vast distance, but she was distracted by the smell and sight of a battle that was truly ungodly; fitting for battles between there armies led by Demons. Above, she could see the sunlight having its own battle with thick clouds that were a profane-black with only a little light caressing her skin, deep as rich earth. The lack of sunlight only made her colder, and fortunately for her more impassive to her surroundings, or that could also be because of the fact that a large part of her body weren't charred until her bones were blackened. Her skin was covered in the soot of the nerves and flesh of her right arm, shoulder, and parts of her torso that were completely disintegrated. "Dammit, Ose," she thought bitterly, her frustration boiling within with each sharp breathe in her chest. "If it wasn't for your ridiculous obsession with me, I wouldn't be here--suffering in hell and then some." Ever since he first laid his eyes on her, she was convinced the Demon Lord had secretly fallen in love with her. The threaded sigil of his eyes that seemed to hold the magic of the aurora lights remained visible on the back of her uniform, though her body was barely there. In the name of her tormentor, the 'Great' Demon Lord Ose, she walked towards the edge of the battlefield.

An animated spy series about three teenagers from Las Angeles who live double lives as spies working for The Secret Organization of Teenaged Spies (SOOTS). Their boss, Sally, gives them their missions to solve worldwide and the gadgets that would help them on their tasks to stop bad guys and save the world. Sally even designed their black spy suits, which include disguise belts and communicator watches they never take off, even when they're not wearing their black spy suits.

Five months after the sudden death of her parents, the beautiful and wealthy heiress Evangeline Wilber retreats to her secluded family estate, Wilber House, with three close friends, hoping for a summer escape. But as they settle in, their plans for a carefree vacation unravel. Strange and unsettling events begin to plague the mansion, revealing dark secrets buried within its walls. As tensions rise and danger mounts, Eve and her friends are forced to confront their deepest fears and question each other's loyalty. In a house where nothing is as it seems, survival may depend on trust—if they can hold onto it.

"Can you see me?" “Jervin, what is that?!” "Can you see it?" "You were the chosen one!" Hera Groutbear is just a girl who lives peacefully in her little hut with her grandmother. The hardworking young girl is the pearl of Nilam's heart. One time she went to the top of the mountain to collect medicinal ingredients, and right at the peak, she was met with a Mythological creature that made herself revealed. Nilam Groutbear, who heard the story immediately understood what would happen to her beloved granddaughter and she felt that all of this was the result of her actions which had made mistakes in her past. The attack on the two of them happened suddenly, at the last second all the magic soot in the mountains gathered in her palm. In the faint shadows in the soot, it has shown the fruit of the mysteries of the world that no one knows. Can Hera unravel the mystery? And what is that soot in the palm of his hand?

Ferif is a simple fox who lives in a simple place. A plain in the woods. But when her father kills the hyena queen after an invasion, things change. for the worse. Now Ferif and her friend Soot must make amends with the new hyena queen Bjorn. But will they even make it to her?

"The strong are always right, if you don't have strength , you don't have a say." After three great wars in the last two centuries, a perverse quietness surrounded the Sundering Cloud continent, tensions were high, clans formed alliances , while others broke apart. Could another great war be in the horizon? Cael, was found wandering near Avion, capital of Soaring Eagle, emaciated and full of soot. Taken into an orphanage since 4, wanting to be someone great, conquer beauties, raise mountains with one hand and destroy them with the other. Will Cael fulfill his desires? Or will he be forgotten in the annals of history? This is , the Way of the World. ____________________________________________ My main Novel is The Red Storm, and main focus at the moment, I will most likely drop one chapter a week for this Novel unless it gets more views than my main one.

Wilber and Charlie Smathers, survivors of the "Banished Eradication" succeed in proving to the world humanity was forced to move to that the local inhabitants aren't the only one's capable of using magic. Even though everyone on this new world can use magic its not like humanity won't ever! Join the pair as they travel the world, building their army to rebel against the oppressive mages with their ever advancing "Artificial Mana Manipulation System".

I was a fan feak rich person in year 3987. I had everyting a fantasy nerd can have. A Manson With a LOT of food in the garden and a personal chef to make my food so I Do not need too think about IT. A fateful day i got a assignment to assassinate the underworld boss. The government at the time had a conflict with the underworld boss so i had a rich offer to deal with the target. Too bad i messed up in my information and got a incorrect one. That led me to being surrounded by bodyguards. But that was not a problem with my martial art and secret weapon the miniature atomic blaster • 0,0 Eagle. That is the family symbol and heritage. There where a bomb that the boss had in his body. When he was soot to death by my •0,0 eagle the bomb aktivated. When i came to all i saw was my pitch black surroundings...!?

Soot is an escapee, a survivor. He will stop at nothing to restore mother nature. Oh yeah, and he's a monkey.

A scar has been carved through the Earth, a jagged canyon extends from the distance. At its end, it's deepest section, waves of heat distort view betone recognition. The crater bleeds molten rock down it's sides, still hot from this landmark's creation. The shadowy visage of a humanoid figure becomes recognisable as it comes further from the pit of magma that is the deepest part of the site. It stumbles, and light shining on its front reveals what looks like a human. Blood streaks down from its closed eyes, drawing lines in the layer of soot coating it. The soot covers it's body, but the light pink of it's exposed muscle couldn't be fully hidden. The skin covering it's heels and back was missing, having been worn onto the rock it parted. There would also be a bit spread through the atmosphere from the entry, but most of what is missing was taken upon impact. "Oh f*ck that hurt like a b*tch. Not my best landing." the creature groaned as it ran it's hands over the wounds. It then reached up and grabbed the dirtied skin of it's skull, and tore it apart like a seam. It ripped it down around his torso, having to push it along his arms like removing a too-tight sock. At the hands, it had to pull the finger tips away like a glove before peeling the skin off completely. The legs and feet were dealt with similarly. Stepping out of its own skin, muscle clear to the air with the exception of what the rock coated in soot, it says "Whelp, new world, new me!" in a tone much lighter than the situation would call for. Hello there. I'm a native English speaker/writer, so I like to think I know what I'm doing with this stuff but really though, I don't. So please correct any of my grammatical, cultural, or progressional (plot) errors in the chapter comments. I'm writing this for fun and to prove that if authors actually think for more than half a second when developing their stories, it can actually be good. I won't be updating very often unless this is met with an abnormally good reception, but yeah. Hope you enjoy!

“Hell has no fury as a woman scorned “the old saying takes on another meaning when your a true ice queen. “Just admitted this is not a fairy tale .A cold-hearted person like me doesn’t get a happily ever after ” Reina screamed as the room got covered in a thick sheet of ice barricading all exits. Closing off her heart and her ice palace from the rest of the kingdom. “ you promised me forever..I’m sorry raina and I will never leave your side ever again” draven bellowed. He repetively beat his numb prickly hands .upon the thick wall of ice as they swiftly frosted over. “ I won't give up.. You hear me raina!!.. I will never give up!” he screamed as he unleashed the dragon with him. What will happen when fire meets ice? When these two worlds collide who will prevail ? --------- Synopsis : Reina once naive thought draven is her dark savior...but His generosity comes at a price.. It's like selling your soul to the devil.. To Be his “fake bride”. Everyone forsees the tables to turn once another prince marries.. Draven is determined to find a “ disposable Bride” one easy to find and easy to walk away from once she has served her purposes. After finding out the kings’s indecent decree for all the prince’s brides. Draven refuses to marry his love the duke’s daughter ;Seraphina. He couldn'let her to have to endure something so vile. Life hasn't been easy for a woman named Raina. She had no memories and no past. growing up alone on the streets of the dragonian she has to fend for herself . She Has hardened her skin to the realities of life so to speak. when smooth talking stranger tries to help her from a bad situation. She doesn't know how to handle his gentle advancements. what he wants in return for hid generosity? Draven has other plans for this street urchin he found upon the streets. Under the layers of soot, dirt, and grime conceals a lady of noble birth. Raina will steal the hearts of his people and mend a broken bond. Can he steal her heart and keep her forever at his side.? The help of his brother and his new bride he slowly melts her fridged heart? Will his curse be what tears them apart in the end or will their unwanted desire blaze brighter than anything anyone expected?

I was only but 16 year old as the wise men say first love at the site . it was during the normal walking . I. Come across a. Lady whose beauty can't b e explained to public domain but am the only one who can tell. . the demerrit of love at site . I went on proposing to her with sooting words which made her to join me as first as she could .but I didnt knew what was behind that beauty . she was all about reaches . with my poverty back ground the strength so called the bond started moving apart from us I went on

[밤알바] https://www.9alba.com Both Belle and her husband behaved heroically during the sinking, helping multiple people put on their life jackets and assisting other passengers with getting into boats. They were separated in the water and she never saw him again. When a lifeboat approached, Belle insisted that they pull someone else in instead of her, but a man told her that she was the only person he could reach and so she allowed him to pull her up. She asked him to write his name on the inside of her shoe “lest in the experience to follow I might forget.” Passengers who survived along with Belle remembered her for having a positive and encouraging attitude on the lifeboat. Before I close, I’d like to leave an honorary mention here for Margaret Gwyer, a honeymooner who was sucked into the sinking Lusitania’s funnel and promptly blown back out again (but she didn’t actually land IN a lifeboat, as later embellishments would have it, just NEAR a lifeboat, which turned out to be just as good since its occupants pulled her in). In one of the few happy endings from this terrible day, she and her new husband were reunited. She was so covered in soot that at first he didn’t recognize her, but she said, “Never mind, we’ve lost those awful wedding presents.” If that isn’t Kickass, I don’t know what is.

It was on Thursday, 21st August 1975 when our story began…in general! “Isabela!? Isabela!? Isabela López!?” called by a beautiful young lady, Señorita Sofía Martínez. “Isa…bela!?” She was highly shocked to see an unprepared beautiful young lady in a towel, but, who was also nervously scared to death. She was Señora Isabela López de Sánchez. They were in room 64. Sofía asked her best friend, Isabela, why she was not ready yet for their friends’ party, and she answered, “Oh, well, I cannot go there without seeing it!” As she was nervously scared to death, she was searching over and all over again…the unknown, but, mysterious thing! A strange person overheard them secretly hiding behind the entrance door when the two best friends were jazzing some things which seemed to be as terrible and terrifying as they seemed! Sofía left and Isabela stayed in trauma and searching over and over the mysterious thing! When Sofía was heading to her friends’ party downstairs, she always heard someone following behind her, but, not even a single shadow was there…because, it was in the darkness. …‘Isabela López’…I will kill her tonight!”… The mysterious person was wearing black shoes with black trouser, covered him/herself with a long black gabardine coat, and those black gloves. Isabela menaced that person, “I over searched the golden one to prove your villainy and show everyone who you really are…thanks to that videotape which is hidden somewhere safely…your time is over!” The person in black angrily closed the door unlocked by force, and put a gun towards Isabela. She had another greatest shock, “NO! NOOO! NOOOO…” Then, “POOF!” Last, but, not least update…I think…we have the total of nine suspects for the murder of Isabela López de Sánchez: Victoria Carina, Carmela, Adrián Agustín, Théophilia, Comandante Humberto, Leticia Araceli, Lobo Mateo, Apolinar Rutilio and Carina Amada. Who amongst them really murdered Isabela López de Sánchez? The moonlight was intermitted to him, blinking on and off as dark clouds of sadness and guilt scraped across its path like chunks of soot in the night sky. In the moonlight, it looked as if it could have been a white desert or the surface of a faraway planet… ~Mugisha Didier.