Anime Music To Sleep To

"In the rural town of Kimberley, South Africa, 13-year-old Tumelo Molefe struggles to cope with bullying and his mother's hospitalization due to HIV/AIDS. After discovering he can hear animals' thoughts, Tumelo learns to harness his newfound powers and finds solace in his relationships with his friends Zabello and Zakello. As Tumelo navigates the challenges of adolescence and his unique abilities, he must confront the complexities of identity, community, and compassion. Will Tumelo's powers be a curse or a blessing, and how will they shape his future?"

Welcome to our Five Nights at Freddy's musical, a journey through the twisted tale of William Afton. Witness his dream of turning fantasy into reality, and the brutal mistake that transforms his life into a living nightmare. Join us as we explore the dark and thrilling story behind the animatronics and the haunted legacy of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.

this is a story about a frank west who transmigrated into a new body in the far future where technology had advanced very far and the humans had formed a large empire covering the whole galaxy. but the entertainment industry is lacking and some bands and singers that suppose to be in history for their songs are not there and as a result, frank is given a system that will make him and his band the greatest singer in music history.

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

Our main character wakes up to find that the world around him has changed. Now it is the era of card masters. Check out his story how he becomes a legendary Card master with his anime knowledge. "So, your card is the strongest fire mage?. Look at my fire dragon slayer." "So, your card is called strongest illusion? See how my sharingan breaks it."

Alex had always been an ordinary man in a world where strength was the only measure of value. Born into a poor, martial society where cultivation was everything, he was branded as "trash among trash"—unfit for greatness, unworthy of respect. But Alex was content. He had no ambitions beyond surviving the harsh world around him, leading a quiet life with no desire for power or glory. That was until the day everything changed. The peaceful village Alex called home was annihilated by a merciless band of marauders, leaving nothing but blood and ruin in their wake. In the flames of destruction, a primal, uncontrollable force awakened within him—a surge of power that shattered his limits and threatened to consume his very soul. In that instant, Alex realized that he was no longer just a powerless man. He had become something else. But in the aftermath, the burden of this newfound power weighed heavily on him. As Alex journeys through a world that values strength above all else, he struggles with the monstrous force within, constantly fighting to hold on to his humanity. The line between vengeance and justice blurs as he seeks retribution for the massacre of his village, each act of violence pushing him further into moral ambiguity. But even as he seeks answers, the question remains: is power a gift to be embraced, or is it a curse that can only bring destruction? One day, while exploring an ancient, forgotten temple, Alex discovers a mysterious flute carved with symbols that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy. The flute’s presence calls to him, an unspoken promise of greater strength and untold truths. “What is the origin of this instrument?” he wonders, feeling its dark allure. “Is it my salvation, or my doom?” As Alex unravels the flute’s secrets, he is drawn to a place whispered about in legends—the Western Gates. But the journey ahead is treacherous, filled with factions and enemies who seek the flute for their own purposes. Along the way, he encounters figures from his past, each one challenging his beliefs about power, vengeance, and his place in the world. But Alex’s greatest struggle lies not in the enemies he faces, but in himself. The power within him threatens to consume his every thought, every decision, and every relationship. The question remains: can he control the monster inside and rise above the bloodshed, or will he become the very thing he swore to destroy? His choices will determine the fate of not only his own soul but the future of the world he once sought to escape. In a land where power reigns supreme, Alex must decide if he will embrace the power within him, or cast it aside to find the humanity he has nearly lost. ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.

The Power of Music: Part 1 A humorous and lighthearted tale of a guy's day out at Kabianga, which starts with a fitness session in his quirky gym attire and evolves into a comedic adventure on the football field—or lack thereof. Disappointed by the absence of a casual match, he stumbles upon "Frustration Square," where he meets a girl sitting alone. Attempting to impress her with awkward humor, he fumbles his way through their interaction until music saves the day. As Perfect Design by Nyashinski plays, the song unexpectedly creates a connection between them—until his cheeky pause leaves her singing the wrong lyrics. What happens next? Stay tuned for Part 2!

la historia sigue a un joven cualquiera de la actualidad que al morir renace en un mundo de fantasía no tan grato y acomodado en todas nuestras necesidades diarias.

I will try and upload 2 chapters every Friday : )

when you're down and dry, and you just need the right words to cheer you up , and make your day, just check this out.. A LITTLE COMFORT CAN HELP..

The Godness of Dreams hasn‘t slept for a few millenniums. Will she be able to furfill her most desired wish. Which is simple to be able to sleep to her own conditions.

“If you like my work, I also hope you come to appreciate yourselves.”

Charlotte loses everything and goes on the run after her entire species is attacked in the soo called holy wars. Finally she finds stability in a small town near the border under the guise of Avery. With the hero's party believing that they have brought the demons to extinction. They decide to settle down in a quite town now that their mission has been fulfilled, which just so happens to be the same one where Charlotte is hiding. Can Charlotte now known as "Avery" hide her secret.?? Will she chose to take revenge for her species?? Can she finally find peace in her life after experiencing the horrors of war??

Life has a way of testing us, like going to fight for your heart even when you knew from the beginning you would lose? Why do we do this? To love what does not love us. To chase what pushes us. To treasure what made us feel worthless. What does it feel like to be so desperate for love?

To be better than anyone; A sentence Spade Meadows always repeated in her mind. Pretty egoistical, isn't it? Though she didn't care, as long as she slayed the Vampires that mercilessly killed innocent people, she didn't care about how she would be seen as. After all, the medal has two sides. Being a lone hunter with no memories of her past, Spade finds comfort in music and soon after joins a band where she becomes the main guitarist. She, who thought that she was devoided of emotions finds herself getting fairly attached to her bandmate. An unfortunate mistake, she realized. However, it was all too late for her to fix her mistake, resulting in new problems to be born. DISCLAIMERS! ______________________ The picture I used for the book cover is not mine, credits go to their rightful owners. Any characters, names, and places mentioned are all made up and are all part of the author's(me) imagination. (Aside from the Vampires as they already existed in the world of fiction.) Please do not copy the plot of this story or at least ask me for permission to use certain parts of it. All rights reserved.

"I do not accept this pregnancy! I don't know what you're going to do but it is not my problem, and if anyone ever comes to know, you will regret it, Valerie." That was how her life crumbled. After a one-night stand with the alpha's son, she gets pregnant but Rohan is not ready to accept the pregnancy, she leaves the pack and gives birth to her babies, struggling to take care of them by herself. One night she comes back home and her kids are missing, and she is forced to return to Rohan to ask him for help and he agrees on condition. But conditions are not enough to stop them from falling in love with each other and making the same mistake they made years ago. But will he accept her? And is he willing to ruin his marriage to be with her? Or would Valerie find love elsewhere? And with whom?

Lin Shirong was reborn in the summer of 1980. In his previous life, he had poor judgment when it came to people and relied too much on matchmakers. This led to his children having unhappy marriages, two useless sons-in-law, and several daughters-in-law who turned the family into a chaotic mess. Determined to change the course of his family’s future, Lin Shirong decided that in this life, he would personally find suitable partners for his children. Years later, during a gathering with old friends, the topic of conversation turned to their daughters-in-law and whether they were filial. The old men couldn't help but brag about their own families. Lin Shirong waited patiently for their boasting to run its course. Then, with a knowing smile, he took out his phone and posted a status update on WeChat Moments, writing: "I’m feeling restless staying at home all day—thinking of going out for a walk." The post barely had a chance to settle before his five daughters-in-law, scattered across different cities, started calling him one after another: The eldest daughter-in-law: “Dad, where do you want to go? I’ll pick you up right away!” The second daughter-in-law: “Dad, the Bird’s Nest Stadium just finished construction. Let me come get you so we can go see it together!” The third daughter-in-law: “Dad, among the Five Great Mountains, you haven’t visited Huashan yet. The weather is perfect right now. How about I pick you up and we go on a little trip?” The fourth daughter-in-law: [Her call was so enthusiastic it left no room for doubt.] The youngest daughter-in-law: [Equally excited and eager to make plans.] The scene left Lin Shirong’s old friends utterly speechless. Their earlier boasts paled in comparison, and their envy was unmistakable as their faces turned red!

this story is for the dark hearts in this world this book is our last hope for your untouched souls

Fun short stories about a pet owner and her pets!

In this world, having a spirit animal isn't just superstition or a metaphor. Half the population can actually summon them for their personal needs, which brings forth a lot of opportunities for humanity as a whole! People use it for good, making our way of life easier. But wherever there are opportunities, danger lurks. Living in this version of New York, the quite literal concrete jungle, makes our protaginist's life all the more interesting. I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

##Extreme Smut and Kink warning## As a child, I did not have any known relatives. Getting into college was a significant goal of mine. I came into this world at the exact moment that I started to see a thin line of hope. Before I could make sense of what was going on, the individuals who had summoned me were murdered. I was caught and sold as a slave for the war. It was nice that the "Oh! Great System" helped me get stronger and learn some new skills. Only after winning 50 times in a row in the Colosseum was the emperor granted me a gift. I believe freedom would have been the best gift. However, I got the second-best one. I became a slave bull. Slave traders, nobility, and even the emperor himself sent slaves to my chamber in order to procreate. Finally, after 30 years of doing nothing, I felt the rush of action. For three days straight, and... "System, why am I back? I thought I was getting to the best part of the story." {{This planet needs the help of the returnee, like the host. Please take care of it.}} "Fuck the planet. I HAVE to get my harem back." Schedule: Every other day. (3-4 Chapters/week)

*opens eyes Who are you …….no Who am I ? Why do everything seems familiar but also not ? Do I know them or not ? . . . . . . Just why am I in her mind ?!! _____________________________~ From author Follow our female lead in her quest of finding out what’s happening around her . Enjoy the story dear readers :) This is my first story here so feel free comment if you could not properly decipher the sentences. Hope you support and follow the story ;).

"Let the sea roar, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. (Psalms 98:7)."

......... "Please Mr. Cruz, spare us. We made a terrible mistake, we are sorry............"Mrs Fisher said while on her knees " Spare you?!, Is this some kind of joke?"The tall man replied "We made a mistake!. Please we have no where to go" Mr. Fisher joined in the plea "Well, I'm sorry but not sorry, this District has been set aside for government construction. You won't want to get sued for obstruction of Government work right?!" He replied with a smirk "Take anything else, but please spare our house, please Commissioner Cruz" Mr. Fisher begged "You are a bunch of nuisance, what can you possibly offer huh!, Obstruction of Government Work and Trespassing!, You might have to pay a fine of 12million dollars!. Do you have that huge amount of money?" He said and Mr. Fisher's shoulder dropped in defeat I stared at my family for a while and felt useless. Even if I'll sacrifice alot just to see them in this situation, I couldn't neglect the fact that our house was about to be demolished because of my parents foolish mistake. I just came back from work and was in an hurry because the mere thought of the punishment for coming back late was nerve wrecking. Well, I felt a little bit of a relieve, atleast now, no one will notice I got home late. I was still contemplating on what to do, I had to save our house either way because I know I'll always be the one to suffer for the loss. No home means I have to earn extra cash and work extra hour. I stood up with wobbling legs and finally mustered the courage to talk "Excuse me sir, I don't think that's enough reasons to demolish our house......... I mean vot-voting is a choice we make and-and I think my family....... my family and the people of this district made that choice be-bec-because they............. " I stopped for a while when I realised the commissioner was moving closer to me and staring at me "Go on........" He said and kept on moving closer "I mean absolutely no disrespect sir but-but I think you should consider pardoning us" I said with pain written all over my face. I kept on praying he'll pardon us and........... but then it felt like a wasted wish "What the heck do you think you're doing you witch?!......." My mom said and pulled me down and I ended up hurting my knee "So now you go against me then take turns in lecturing me on what you think is right and what is wrong............... " He said with a smirk "No that's not......... " I couldn't complete my sentence because he suddenly smiled coldly and I felt my heart jump out, We were already in for it, I just complicated the whole issue and there was no way he would forgive us............ "That's intruiging and quite bold........ " He turned to my parents and finally said........... ............. "I'll take her, in exchange for this District and your title as my inlaw................. "