Inspector Clueso Pink Panther

Looking at the hollow building with windows wide open-broken, looking like wide eyes Staring at the destruction. He was weak all over as he fought the dizziness, he wanted to stay alive he truly did but the weight of what has occurred few minutes back seems to wear down up on his soul. looking at himself with blood pumping out from his chest where the iron rod has penetrated him looking down to his legs twisted as if ensuring he wouldn't try to walk again. He looked at the pink colored sky with a single word leaving his mouth. " Why". Before slipping to unconsciousness his life and death unknown

In Victorian London's shadowy streets, Inspector Jameson, haunted by his past, investigates a series of gruesome murders linked to werewolf legends. His quest leads him to Elizabeth Hart, a reclusive scientist studying lycanthropy, who believes the condition is a genetic mutation. Together, they uncover a conspiracy involving an underground society of shape-shifters and a high-ranking official's plan to create an army of super soldiers. A shocking revelation about Jameson's heritage and the society's intentions sets the stage for a heart-pounding finale.

After a routine grocery run, Kyla and her brother, Kiloil, return home—only to find themselves in a world they no longer recognize. Their neighbor? A man with bunny ears. Kyla’s best friend? A tigress with three husbands. Their mother? Not only alive, but a powerful matriarch ruling over a clan—while their father is merely a divorced concubine. As if that weren’t enough, Kyla undergoes a second transformation, awakening as a panther beastman with lightning and water-based abilities. Now classified as an S-Grade Alpha, she’s suddenly one of the hottest commodity on the planet— Elite Omegas and Betas alike are competing for her hand in marriage. For this county bumpkin, she never signed up for this. But destiny has other plans. With war looming between beastmen and their ancient enemy—intergalactic aliens—Kyla and Kiloil must navigate power struggles, newfound responsibilities, and the dangerous secrets buried within their own past. Survival is no longer a choice. It’s a fight. —————— - Romance Novel with Harem and LGBTQ elements. The MC is straight, however. - Slow start and will pick up around chapter 11 - There will be time skips - I’m writing this for fun, so don’t take it seriously

The war against Voldemort made many people filled with despair. Many people lost their partners, friends, teachers etc. But what would have happened if a soul from another world took birth in this Earth filled with magic, with an aim to correct all those mistakes, with a determination to save all the innocent souls and a slight idea to bring Dumbledore and Grindelwald back together. What if Argus Filch started using magic to hunt Voldemort along with his partner a flying black panther named Mrs. Norris? What if Professor Snape was scolded by his mother for deducting Gryffindor points? What if Newt is confused with the decreasing number of fantastic beasts in his suitcase? What if a certain royal elf queen missed her godson? What if the royal dwarf family ran out of ideas for designing mechas? What if the Atlantean royal family wanted to enter the stock market of the surface world? After all what's the fun if you can't bring back Harry's Parents and Ariana Dumbledore back. Read the story to follow the naughty soul in his all his mischievous endeavors. Note : A Fan fiction on the Harry Potter and Fantastic Beasts movies with a little garnishing of the author's whimsical ideas. :-P

Silvia Earthstar never wanted to be a hero. But when her family forces her to take her twin sister’s place in a brutal military lottery, she’s thrown into a deadly war against the terrifying monsters rising from beneath the earth. Her first mission? An S-tier nightmare. Her entire squad? Gone. Her survival? A miracle. But Silvia doesn’t escape alone. Deep in the battlefield, she is saved by a sleek, obsidian-furred beast—a panther with golden eyes that seem almost… human. What she doesn’t know is that this powerful creature is Dragon Bromson, prince of the underground shapeshifter race. And when he heals her with a desperate, last-resort kiss, an ancient, unbreakable bond ignites between them—one that binds her fate to his forever. Now, Silvia finds herself stronger than ever, her magic surging with untamed power. But there’s a catch—her mysterious new “pet” won’t leave her side, insists on protecting her at all costs, and keeps looking at her like she belongs to him. What happens when she learns the truth? That her new guardian is not just a monster, but a prince… and that he’s not just protecting her—he’s claiming her. With corrupt warlords, an underground rebellion, and a dangerous romance she never asked for, Silvia must fight her way to power before the world is consumed by war. But as tensions rise between humans and monsters, she begins to wonder… Is she here to stop the war? Or to start the greatest revolution Tera has ever seen? Action-packed, steamy, and filled with laugh-out-loud moments, Claimed by the Panther Prince is perfect for fans of strong heroines, powerful (and possessive) monster mates, and a romance that burns as bright as magic itself.

"Love is dangerous—especially when your girlfriend is a demon lord." Naomi Fudokawa never expected his life to get any weirder. A lonely otaku with zero social skills, he was used to spending his days lost in anime and games. But everything changed the night he met Aiko—the mysterious girl with pink hair, scarlet eyes, and a terrifying secret. Aiko isn’t just any girl. She’s Klaus, a demon lord in hiding, pursued by powerful enemies who will stop at nothing to drag her back to the underworld. Staying by her side means facing danger, betrayal, and the wrath of those who fear her return. Naomi has two choices: let Aiko go and live a normal life… or risk everything—his peace, his future, even his soul—for a love that could destroy them both. From neon-lit Tokyo streets to blood-soaked battlefields, this is a tale of forbidden love, epic battles, and the fight to protect the one who matters most.

The frail young lady of the Tang Family, raised for five years in the Daoist temple, was brought back home. Everyone harbored their own thoughts, preparing to welcome a delicate and sickly young girl, only to be met with a bright and shiny Little Baldy. She followed them around like a little tail, proclaiming that their days were numbered. Initially, the Tang Family resisted this, arguing that even if she wasn't a sweet and adorable child, she shouldn't be a nonsensical Little Swindler! Latter on, as the little girl, vexed and embarrassed the bad guys with talk of imminent retaliation, amid everyone's cries of alarm, she confronted them with a little dust whisk in one hand and a small clenched fist in the other in an attempt to 'conquer with virtue' on their behalf. The Tang Family, gradually freeloading: Delicious! ** In the wealthy Rong Family, with a century-old legacy, there were rumors that a precious young master resided within its vast estate, dressed in traditional Tang Suit, his wrist adorned with Buddha Beads, a figure everyone dreaded. One day, under the pear tree in the courtyard, on the recliner, lay a pile of fluffy yarn balls neatly placed on the knees of that always composed and sagacious youth who was almost bewitching. The Personal Guard was puzzled, as the young master's fingers were never known to touch even spring water. Then they heard the young master ask in a gentle voice: After much consideration, a fluffy hat seems warmer, don't you think? Which color do you think Jinjin would look good in, pink or multicolored? Personal Guard: ??? ** Rong Qing had known since he was young that he was different from others, with a heavy malevolence about him, calling evil spirits close. That is until he met Tang Jin wielding a little dust whisk, pinning Evil Spirits to the ground and pummeling them, while others fled in all directions, as she recited "the sea of bitterness has no bounds, turn your head to see the shore." Latter on, Rong Qing, touching her Little Baldy head, pulled her hand with a smile: Jinjin, would you care to save your brother as well? Seeing that you're so pretty, Little Milk Jin let herself be led by the hand, cooing with reserved pride: I can.

Selina gasped for air, her heart racing as her body involuntarily thrashed in her sleep. Her indigo eyes flicked open wide as she choked back a scream. She looked up into Liam's worried face as he wiped away the beads of sweat forming on her brow with a damp cloth. "Lina, this was the longest one yet. Your whimpering and thrashing woke me about 36 minutes ago, and you were already covered in sweat." Liam told her, his voice heavy with concern as he glanced at the clock. Liam ran his hand through his hair. "Please tell me you remember something this time." He asked, almost pleading. Selina shook her head while sitting to look out the window. Over the forest, the orange-pink hue of the sunrise was starting to appear. Selina breathed deeply as she tried to recall something, anything other than the emotions she experienced during her dreams, but as usual, she was unable to. Some dreams were comforting and made her feel warm. Those dreams involved a blonde-haired man with green eyes. The other dreams, much like the current dream, left her full of despair and fear or left her feeling just plain empty. Usually all she could recall of those dreams was fire or blood. Liam stood up, muscles tense as he raised his arms and ran both hands through his thick black hair again, grabbing a fistful which he let fall back as he spoke, "Maybe she was wrong. Or maybe the prophecies were wrong. Maybe we really are Moonglow and not Lunaria. I don't know." Liam sighed deeply, sitting on the edge of his bed and turned to face her again before continuing, "Lina, your dreams are getting worse, and time is running out. You haven't dreamed of him in months. We don't know anything, not really. We just have mom's fairy tales. It's been ten years, maybe our memories are wrong. I... I just wish we had some guidance, something firm." An image of an attractive man with a square jawline, full red lips, deep green eyes and chin-length shaggy blond hair flashed through Selina's mind. She inhaled deeply before speaking, "He's Valentino. We need to get to Red Lake Pack." ********************************************************************* The Lunaria bloodline has been hunted for generations forcing them to live as lone wolves to conceal their identities and ensure the chance to fulfill the prophecy. According to Selina’s mother, Selina Moonglow is the prophesied one. With the disappearance of her mother when she was young, Selina only knows four things: Her dreams will guide her Never reveal their true last name Follow her instincts Her wolf will stay bound until she accepts her mate. ****************************************************************** Selina stood before him, her fated mate. She had dreamt of his scent and his eyes for months now. A warmth crept over her as the flutter deep within her belly increased, almost to the point of breathlessness. He was seated at his desk, studying something with his shaggy blonde hair covering has face as he looked down. Why isn’t he looking up? The mate bond should be forcing his eyes to me... Selina thought. Confused she called his name, “Valentino..” Before she could finish, his cold, hard voice interrupted her, “It’s Alpha Valentino. Get out. I’m busy. Make an appointment.”

The Land of Promise enjoyed seasons change summer, autumn, winter and spring. However, an enchantress hurt and betrayed by a powerful king cursed the land therefore dividing it into four regions where each season was contained. The people and their livestock suffered in each region known as the Summerlands, Autumnlands, Winterlands and Springlands and four rulers were chosen to bear their burdens, each ruling a court of their own. A prophecy by a seer foretells a union of a king and a queen who will lift the curse and restore the land to its natural state. Princess Caroline daughter of the Winter Court is arranged to be married to the King of Summer at the price of maintaining peace between the warring lands. Torn between duty and desire, will the fiery nature of the Summer King strengthen her icy resolve or will she melt in a love that consumes her and succeed at lifting the curse over the land?

They shattered his life. Now, he’ll break the world. Ethan had it all, until his best friend and the woman he loved betrayed him, leaving him crippled and forgotten. Three years of suffering later, he clawed his way to one final, desperate act… and the universe answered. A hidden quest. A second chance. A return to the moment everything began. Now, Ethan is back, on the eve of Ethereal’s launch, the world’s first fully immersive VR game and the battlefield where legends are forged. Last time, he played fair. This time? He’s armed with years of knowledge: every exploit, every secret quest, every broken mechanic that will let him climb straight to the top. But when he logs in, something is off. The system forces him into an unwanted class—Druid, the game’s biggest joke. The kind of class people pick as a dare and regret immediately. Yet as Ethan digs deeper, the truth shakes him. [Congratulations! You have unlocked the Divine Bloodline: King of Elves!] Ethan stared at the screen, unblinking. “…The hell?” The Druid class was a jack-of-all-trades, master of none—a scattered mess of abilities that mimicked other classes but never truly excelled. Their bear form lacked the raw defense of a proper tank. Their panther form was weaker than a rogue. Their healing fell short of a priest, and their magic couldn’t compare to a mage’s devastating spells. Most players abandoned the class early, realizing they could never compete at the highest level. And yet, Ethan’s stats are off the charts. His talents are absurd. His potential is beyond anything he’s ever seen. The system has given him something no other Druid ever had—a divine bloodline, legendary abilities, and a growth rate that defies logic. If Druids were meant to be weak, then Ethan was the exception that would rewrite history. He’s not just here to reclaim his throne. He’s here to take everything. Factions will rise. Empires will fall. The strongest will thrive, and the weak will perish. And the ones who betrayed him? They won’t live to do it again.

[Handsome and Mischievous & Sweet and Soft Girl] [Unrequited Love Comes True + Sweet Pampering + Both Pure] Ryder once found a pink love letter in a math book. The handwriting of the young girl was elegant, with shyness and youth between the strokes. The content of the love letter was very short, unsigned, and only one sentence: "Today I saw you, and suddenly I wanted to take you to Laguna Beach to see the sea." ... Aria has done two out-of-the-ordinary things in her life. One was writing an unsigned love letter when she was young. The second was secretly loving Ryder for six years, then gritting her teeth and repeating a year to get into the same university as him. She is not smart, and this is all she can do. People who know Aria say she has a reserved personality, beautiful but like a handful of ice and snow in the winter mountains, gentle yet aloof. Only Ryder knows that aloofness is just her protective color, the girl is timid and vigilant, squatting by the roadside in the misty morning to feed the stray cats of the school. He witnessed Aria's fear and helplessness when she was trapped in a nightmare. He saw her, after drinking, clutching his sleeve, her apricot eyes wet, looking as if she had lost the whole world. The girl's eyelashes trembled as she confessed her feelings to him, her voice soft and helpless, choking on her words: "I, I turned back, but he is just very good..." He is not good. Ryder thought, as if bewitched, it was her. Once fallen, there is no cure. Later, he took her to see the sea of "Kekexili", knelt on one knee for her, and gently kissed her ring finger under the girl's slightly red eyes. At the age of twenty-two, in the morning, holding her hand, the other hand held their marriage certificate. In this book, we will witness the two-way journey of a wealthy, handsome, and mischievous young man and a sweet, soft girl, six years of life, from middle school to high school, and then to university, starting from secret love and running towards the marriage hall.

One day a man wakes up in an unknown but beautiful forest and clouds are pink (real pink). He has no idea what had happened when dropped unconscious while returning home after enjoying the afternoon with his friends at riverside. As he gets up, he sees something and moves into a sudden shock that made him immobile and yet unable to turn his sight away from that gruesome scene. What awaits him? How he got to this forest? Why he is seeing such a cruel bloodshed? He gets terrified and utterly flummoxed as these questions hijacked his already trembling mind and body. ------------------ Greetings from the other side of the screen! I was thinking whether to first finish the book and then share it with the world to devour. But, there's is this itching that wants to share the story as I witness in my mind with other and live it as it evolves, sharing a journey and making some memories together on the way to completion of this novel. So, here am I posting the chapters as I write raw out of my keyboard as a first draft. Pardon me if my grammar irritates you or seem childish (one of the reason that was stopping me, and yelling "become great on grammar and structure, dummy, before you think of sharing") and I will learn grammar and improve my writing skills as I write this first draft and hammer it into my second draft. I will be looking forward for your feedbacks and any improvements you want to see in the story to increase its depth and quality... I am ready with knife and fork to passionately devour your feedbacks so let it come. ------------------ I will do my best to publish new chapter every Wednesday at 8:00 a.m. EST, but sometimes the chapters require more intense and vivid visualization sessions depending on how's the story progressing and that might lead in delay; that's why always trust the scheduled date & time below. Next chapter: 26/02/24

rules. Always follow the rules or else

Set in the shadowy alleys of a rapidly industrializing world on the brink of war, The Crystal Within unravels the haunting tale of Yvette, a child born with eerie, crystal pink eyes that captivate and terrify in equal measure. Hidden away in the squalid lower districts of London by her mother, a maid in the service of the enigmatic and dangerous collector, Glenn Kingsley—Yvette’s existence remains a tightly guarded secret. whispers of a looming global conflict fill the air, Glenn’s insatiable obsession with rare artifacts and the pursuit of unfathomable power leads him down a dark and treacherous path. When he uncovers a delicate, unique anomaly within, Yvette Coeurdele he sees her not a child, but a treasure, a weapon with the potential to change the course of history. To him, she is a Doll that could shift the tides of fate. But how far will he go to achieve his sinister ambitions? And what becomes of innocence when it’s ensnared in the clutches of a man consumed by obsession? The boundaries between humanity and monstrosity blur. Will she succumb to the chains that bind her, or will she rise against the forces that seek to control her very existence? In a world where power is everything, what happens when the most fragile of treasures holds the key to ultimate destruction?

Shinai's life is filled with pure hate. From the person that he walks by to his teachers, he is viewed as a delinquent wherever he goes. However, one day he meets a pink haired girl that wants to date him for a hundred days to keep his mouth shut. Will their relationship survive the test of time? Also, there's Kendo.

Hook: "Miss Jiang, your perfume contains the memories of three dead souls." Full Synopsis: Top perfumer Jiang Se receives an anonymous request to recreate the last scent inhaled by the deceased. When she extracts the forbidden fragrance "Path to Hades"—a signature blend of her ex-lover—from a tycoon's remains, she's confronted by Inspector Lu Chen, an anosmic detective who possesses synesthetic abilities to see smells as colors. "Your 'Redemption' perfume carries the stench of my sister's corpse," Lu Chen whispers, his fingers tracing the vial as silver hues swirl in his eyes—the color he associates with lies. A series of gruesome murders unfolds: 1. A millionaire dies with burst olfactory nerves, surrounded by test strips of Jiang's latest collection 2. A Michelin chef drowns in bitter almond syrup laced with her wedding fragrance 3. A virtuoso pianist's ear canals bloom with jasmine flowers during a death livestream promoting her signature scent As Jiang discovers all victims were subjects in a memory-transplant experiment three years prior, Lu's synesthetic color charts warn: "The next corpse will carry your DNA scent." With 72 hours until her grand perfume launch, Jiang stares into the mirror. The jasmine tattoo on her nape emits azure mist—the final ingredient in the ultimate olfactory weapon.

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

Sunz was born with an unknown ability given only a sword from birth but had no idea of what to do, until one faithful day his ability got reawakened and it's his choice to live his old life or explore his new one with the help of his friend Jihu. At first, Sunz was invited by Jihu to see his Grandpa's tournament in Korea. But the invitation as a Visitor soon changed to an invitation as a Contestant. Now having a chance to compete at Jihu's Grandpa's tournament to find the next member of the Water Clan. But to have a chance at competing in the tournament Sunz needs to win against one of the Inspector. Even if he can defeat the Inspector, can he defeat the other Contestants, who are there for the same reward? An inexperienced nobody joining the World of Experts. Can he survive or will he die without achieving ANYTHING?

“Why would I help someone who doesn’t even know my name?” Alex blade Humans kill over land and food, gods kill for entertainment and fulfillment, so why is it so bad when a demon kill a bloodline for disrespecting him? Alex blade was a sub captain of a gang and a deform human with pink skin full of untapped potential. only to have that potential snatched away when he was betrayed and kicked into a black portal that would kill any who enters it, but surprisingly he survived. angered and transformed, Alex dived heads first into his new world with one goal on his mind. Conquest…. While some demon live for blood blood while other live to torture humans, oni’s only life for themselves and rage. Oni are demon made of rage, only a hand full of demon could rival the power of a asura Oni. The harem is only two or three girls. -May Angle fall and Demons Rise- -Power to the strong, the ones who rules over the weak.-

FIRST BOOK A little orphan girl who lives in the Barrel Zone, a place where slaves and criminals reside. «A dystopian theme story about an orphan girl who's looking for her real self while fighting against people in power» WARNING ⟩ Includes Graphic words ⟩ Bullying ⟩ Weapons ⟩ Gore Author Notes: This story is only fiction only, and not factual. It cannot apply in real life. Visit Wattpad and search "Pink Punk" for latest updates Will update once a week! Pardon my English! Have fun reading

Marcu Aurelius Saavedra was known as a one-woman man, and everyone knows that. He doesn’t cheat and do flings. Marcus Aurelius’ loyalty is unwavering, believing a man should only love one woman. But soon, Marcus Aurelius’ beliefs crumbled when her girlfriend of 7 years left him. Now, she’s back, and he needs to face her. But to hell with it, he will not face her alone when Cruella Cervantes barged into his life-literally and figuratively. At that moment, when he saw her heart-shaped face and her hazel eyes staring into his dark brown eyes, his belief began to crumble. Yet his gaze could not leave her full lips, which were inviting and tinted a delicate shade of pink, fueling something within him. Marcus Aurelius then proposed a fake relationship with Cruella. One rule she must abide by is not to fall in love with him. Their relationship will be under bedroom negotiation, and falling in love with each other is a sin. And yet all he could remember was the need to kiss her and stare at her hazel eyes. But the question is: Will he overthrow the attraction he felt for the woman, knowing it’s a sin, or would Marcus Aurelius let his feelings show as he thrust hard and deep inside her?

This book follows the story of a kpop idol and an actor who through unexpected twists and turns are thrust together. They both develop an unexpected bond that later turns into something more, love. This story will delve into how they handle themselves and those around them as they navigate through the treacherous world of the cut throat entertainment industry. *** THIS IS NOT MEANT TO  DEPICT ANYONE OR INSPIRED BY ANY PERSON IT IS PURELY MY IMAGINATION. THERE MAY BE DISTURBING SCENES I WILL PLACE A TRIGGER WARNING AT THE TOP OF THE CHAPTER AND BEFORE THE SCENE. **** IF YOU LIKE THE BOOK PLEASE SHARE AND LIKE I DID WRITE SOME BOOKS BUT THIS IS THE FIRST ONE I AM ACTUALLY UPLOADING SO COMMENTS ON HOW TO IMPROVE ON ANYTHING WOULD BE HIGHLY APPRECIATED. *I apologise in advance for any mistakes I might have missed ♡ THANK YOU

It might have been fate or pure coincidental, the way they met but in any case, they did . It was even weirder the way troubles seemed to follow them like it was their shadows.Or could it be a way for them to get closer? Now they are both stuck with the person they hate, each other, while trying their very best to avoid their rapidly growing affection for each other. Excerpt: "What the hell? How can you just abduct someone like that and how did you jump so high?"Olivia asked in a loud voice. "Miss, I'm sorry for the intrusion but I needed you to come with me and I'll let you go very soon. By this time tomorrow you'll be back home and then you can go to work." Maximilian said calmly with a hint of amusement in his voice. His lips arched beautifully into a slight smile. Olivia couldn't help but stare at him. His eyebrows were shaped in a way that made him look stern. They were dark and thick. His eyelashes were also enviously dark and thick. His wavy raven black hair, a complete contrast to his smooth pale skin. His pale pink kissable lips were arced up in an amused smile however his beautiful silver eyes didn't give away any emotion — Now let's dive deeper into Love Enemies and see how these two will survive all challenges ahead of them.

You wanna hear about me? Really? Well, I'll do my best. My name is Osidious Vanir, and I was just your average, factory working, video game playing bum. Honestly, I wasn't going anywhere in my life. However, one day, our new quality inspector, Elizabeth, asked me to meet her and other people "like us" at an undisclosed meet up location. I would have never imagined that, that single choice would have changed my life forever. Can I keep living the life I had, or will I have to abandon it all and figure out exactly who, or what, I am? To my surprise, and with no complaints to me, I won't be alone, as I have drawn the attention and adoration of two wonderful women. Just a side note, if you don't like an overpowered main character, sappy love, or highly detailed sexual activity, I don't think my story is for you. Everyone else, I hope you enjoy the wild escapades of my "Ordinary" life, which are quickly becoming anything but that. Author Note: I write for fun, and as such, when I'm not feeling it, sometimes there will be some discrepancy in my uploads. If anyone by some miracle actually enjoys my weird ass story, I appreciate it and I apologize for any indescrepincies. I only upload when the creative juices are flowing.

Jack? This world knows a few Jacks. You might know Jack Dawson. Yeah, the beautiful Jack from Titanic. Jack Dawson, that guy had a sincere love for Rose, a free spirit, and a captivating presence—oh, and he was poor. Well, except for the captivating presence, that guy's clearly not me. Poor? Hell no, I've had everything since birth that you’d struggle for decades to get. A free spirit? No, I've lived by schedules and rules since I was five. Sincere love? No, I don’t think so; the love I have is obsession. Lady Daisy, a ballerina. The first time I saw her, she was a cute little girl running around in pink ballet shoes. Who knew she’d grow into such a captivating woman? Wavy ash-grey hair cascading down, shining green eyes, light skin, and a perfect body. After a long time, I saw her again. when she came to the hospital where I work with her coach; her leg was injured, badly. When I saw her as a kid, I admired her, she was so beautiful, with her bouncing ponytail, like a real-life Barbie. But now I understand, I’m not just admiring her; I’m addicted. Since she became my patient, I can’t stop thinking about her, searching for her, finding her. When she’s away, I’ll do anything to find her again, like a drug. Ahh… and would Jack Dawson die for Rose? We’re very different, huh? I’m not. I won’t die for her; in this vast world, only I deserve to be with her. I won't die until she ends up with someone else. Instead, I’ll kill for her, oh… I did. Because I’m the opposite of that Jack. I’m Jack Knight.

Paused due to lack of financial motivation. When the sleepy little city of Warren Ohio starts teetering on the edge of chaos, Zoe is chosen to be a hero. There’s just one problem: she’s chubby, lazy, and way more invested in leveling up her Horizon Panther than saving the world. Monsters? Pass. But when a nagging system won’t stop harassing her and a looming Shard starts messing with her snack time, Zoe is forced to deal with her so-called "destiny." Begrudgingly. As long as it doesn’t interfere with her next raid. Cover by MK_Wizard Find her on ko-fi mkwizard

Fae kesal bukan main pada pemuda yang baru saja tinggal di sebelah rumahnya. Saat baru pindah saja, dia sudah berani menyemprotkan air ke wajah Fae yang sedang mengangkat jemuran pakaiannya. Sialnya, pemuda itu malah menertawai Fae habis-habisan dan berkata, "Salam kenal, tetangga baru. Oh ya, tadi aku lihat ada tanktop berwarna pink. Punyamu, ya?" Sialaaaan! Lagian, rambut pemuda itu kok berwarna oranye? Oranye, lho! Memangnya dia idol? Sudah kesal bercampur malu begitu, eh tahu-tahunya besok paginya Fae melihat pemuda itu masuk ke dalam kelasnya dan memperkenalkan diri sebagai anak baru. Dengan senyum lebarnya, pemuda itu berkata, "Hai. Perkenalkan, namaku Riel Orion. Panggil aku Riel, ya. Oh ya, aku bertetangga dengan Fae. Salam kenal." Jadi, di musim gugur itu, Riel datang kepada Fae secara tiba-tiba...dan membawa sejuta rahasia bersamanya.

A man in his thirties was standing in front of she-devil's grave, under everyone's watchful eyes, he dropped the flower to her coffin, his tone was full of ridicule. "Congrats on your death." Next year he came, "I won. You lost to me and I will live well. Just rot in there." Next year he came again, "I have a pretty girlfriend and I will marry next year. My life is good. Nothing to worry about." Next year he came once more, "I will stop visiting and forget you! My life is better without you! See, I live well!" But he came again the next year and the years after that. People said he was hunted by his so-called arch-enemy. That even after death, the devil did not even let him go. He stood in front of her grave. His once handsome face had turned old and wrinkly. "Bei Sangyun, I cursed you. You are not allowed to rest in peace. You must be suffering there like me, right? You devil..." He might be the last one standing. But his life was the same as the dead's- lifeless and empty. He did not live well, he never once marry and his heart was never at peace. And it was all the fault of one person. ***** Bei Sangyun was a big bully in high school. The target of her bullying was the skinny boy in her grade, Fei Chuan. They were classmates once in kindergarten and met again in high school. But one day, just a year left before graduation, the big bully suddenly changed. One day, Fei Chuan hesitantly opened his locker. The other night, the big bully said that she left something in his locker. He did not really want to open it. He was afraid a poisonous snake would come out of his locker. However, his report card was there. With gritted teeth, the young boy opened it. However, what appeared was not a hideous thing as he expected, but a bright pink letter with a little heart sticker as a seal. It turned out, the surprise was scarier than a snake. Was this a new form of torture? Since then, Bei Sangyun relentlessly chased the young Fei Chuan until the two got married. ****** This is a story of rebirth. The two arch-enemies who could not live under the same sky had become sweet lovers.

Ray is a guy who did not believe in love. He used to be an artiste and Ray is an extrovert. He believed in love when he met her. It is not only love that Ray did not believe in, he did not believe in fate or destiny. A leak from the book She shifted on her seat to face him. " I wanted to learn how to make some dishes so I decided to go to Ashley because she is a very good cook. That's why I decided to sleep over. We were making dinner and at a point Ashley stopped me from doing anything because I'm not so good. She asked me to just watch her cook...", Ray cuts in. "Aren't you learning? She should have let you fo it!", He said trying to curry favour with Dorris. " You think so too. Then she asked me to take down a pot of soup from the stove. And I did......", Dorris paused. "Go on", Ray told her. She pouted then. "I did threw it down but that's because it is hot", Dorris said like a cute baby admitting a mistake. " You didn't use a glove or a rag?", he asked her. "I didn't know I'm suppose to use it", Dorris replied. Ray almost laughed. Like seriously? " I think I need to scold Ashley. Isn't she suppose to tell you?", he asked. "She tried to... But ot was too late. I spilled her soup", Dorris responded. . Will you leave me because of this?", she asked. " I won't leave you for any reason. I will be in charge of the kitchen. Just stick to the bedroom. Haven't you heard?", he asked. "What?", she asked him, using the back of her hand to clean her tears. " The way to a man's heart is no longer the stomach. It's three inches below the belly button.", Ray said and winked. Dorris blushed. "I will rather you learn how to handle my little long man down there than handling the kitchen", Ray added shamelessly. Dorris had turned pink. " What are you saying such vulgar words for?", she asked him. "Dorris, did you know?", he asked. " What?", she asked. "You're pretty when you are blushing and when acting cute, you usually turn me on. My little long man is fully awake now. You have to put him to sleep", he told her. Dorris swallowed and blushed. Ray added. " Since I will be handling the kitchen now, you have to be more pro- active in the bedroom now. Yes or yes?", he asked her.

A foreign college student studies in Seoul, South Korea. Who expected her to meet a famous South Korean rapper? The issue is not the meeting itself, but the violent encounters, fatal shootings, and surprise attacks. What do you think? Does this sound like the life you'd want to have every single day? You see, you have the option, but does she? Accompany this interesting young woman in her fight to survival, and watch as she learns from mistakes that may end up in her losing those close to her.