Billy Bat

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'

I got completely hooked on this web novel, and suddenly, I was sucked into my phone! Now, I'm stuck in another world, turned into a pathetic level one bat. The system has made it clear: I can't go back home until I claw my way up to the rank of Dark Lord!

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.

Sharon war eine gewöhnliche Person, während ihr Mann, Wallace Harris, ein vielversprechender und gut aussehender Mann war. Seine Familie gehörte zu den angesehensten und reichsten Familien in New York City. Dass sie Wallace heiraten konnte, war ein Zufall. In den drei Jahren ihrer Ehe hatte Wallace nie mit Sharon geschlafen. Auch seine Familie überredete ihn immer wieder, sich von Sharon scheiden zu lassen. Es war die Geburtstagsfeier der alten Matriarchin der Familie Harris, und alle jungen Leute der Familie Harris hatten die teuersten Geschenke gemacht, um die alte Dame glücklich zu machen - alle außer Sharon. Sie bat Madam Harris um Geld für den alten Haushälter, Onkel Smith, da er kein Geld für seine medizinische Behandlung hatte. Aber wie zu erwarten war, wurde sie von der Familie Harris gedemütigt, als sie darum bat. "Die Familie Harris hatte noch nie eine arme Verwandte wie dich. Lass dich nie wieder in meiner Gegenwart blicken! Wallace hätte Crystal heiraten sollen. Sie ist sicherlich eine junge Dame, die es wert ist, in unsere Familie einzuheiraten", sagte Madam Harris. "Bitte weiß, wo du hingehörst und verschwinde von hier. Bleiben Sie nicht mehr in unserem Haus. Wie kann Wallaces Großvater so töricht sein, eine arme, nutzlose Frau wie dich mit meinem Sohn zu verheiraten?", sagte June, Wallaces Mutter. "Es sind nur ein paar Millionen Dollar, aber du bist so arm, dass du dir von unserer Familie etwas leihen musst. Wie kann eine Frau wie du es verdienen, mit Wallace zusammen zu sein? Wenn es Crystal wäre, hätte sie uns bestimmt nicht so blamiert!" An diesem Abend überreichte Wallace Sharon eine Bankkarte, auf der Millionen von Dollar standen. "Die Firma ist in der Entwicklung, deshalb habe ich nicht viel Bargeld. Du kannst das benutzen, um Onkel Smith zu helfen." Angesichts der Feindseligkeit der Familie Harris erklärte Wallace: "Da ich sie geheiratet habe, bin ich für sie verantwortlich. Egal, ob sie reich oder arm ist, Sharon ist meine Frau." Erst als eines Tages ein Fremder Sharon ansprach, wusste sie, dass sie eine Frau war. Erst da wusste Sharon, dass sie die Tochter einer angesehenen Familie war, die Anspruch auf ein Vermögen von mindestens zehn Milliarden hatte. Plötzlich besaß sie das größte Unternehmen in New York und eine Bankkarte, die Hunderte von Millionen an "Taschengeld" enthielt. Im Handumdrehen hatte sich ihre Identität verändert. Sie war nicht mehr die arme Schwiegertochter, die von der Familie Harris nicht bevorzugt wurde. Stattdessen war sie die angesehenste Person in New York geworden!

From Riches to Realms ------ Strange events had begun to unfold:missing children, vanishing women, and widowed husbands—all while bodies disappeared without a trace. But worst of all— whispers around of the dead walking among the living. They said dead men tell no tales—until you force them silent. ....... Marie Antoine Lisette, or Liz as she preferred, never thought her life would spiral from riches to rags. She thought her future was set: a husband on the way, with gold, silver, pearls, lands, mansions, manors, and accounts she could scarcely keep track of. She had it all. But one fateful day, everything changed. Her head spun, her legs buckled, and then—darkness enveloped her. When she finally awakened, a circle of concerned faces surrounded her (her body) —friends and family, all eager for her recovery. Yet something felt amiss. When the prince arrived, Liz gushed, blushed, and her lips pursed as she shyly batted it at the prince. (Liz: Ew...) (???: So, you do like the prince) (Liz: What prince? Who?) As Liz opened her eyes again, a spiders crept through the damp wall. Her luxurious clothes had vanished, replaced by rags, and her hair lay matted and dirty. "A prison cell," she thought. Her voice quivered on the brink of tears, "My luxurious life." (???: About the prince...) "What could he possibly have to complain about?” she snarked. "..." When your world unravels in the most bewildering ways, do you ignore it or seek the truth? And when those answers come, will you accept them, or will they shatter everything you believe? **Presenting Liz, the first novel of yours truly for fun.** Follow her on her journey—a thrilling quest where adventure and budding romance await amidst danger and mystery. ----‐---‐--‐------‐--------‐-‐--‐------------------------ Cover from: ChatGpt **and, a word, from the author. a bit of support is always welcome if I should continue this or not. Of course, I did this for fun but, a little motivation is nice and even reviews or a little well-intended criticism is good.***

In the year 3147 the Roman Imperium had finally achieved its goal of colonizing its own corner of the galaxy. Unlike in our own world the Rome of this one never fell, but instead grew to encompass the whole of the earth, and overtime spread itself, and humanity, among the stars. Yet even with the marvelous advancements in technology, healthcare, welfare, and every other category required for a thriving society. There is still one roman tradition that refuses to die. GLADIATORS!! And we should all be glad for it, because during the year 3149, just two years after the long and exhausting colonization campaigns were ended, mankind learned that it was not alone in the galaxy, let alone the universe. It had just stepped onto a much bigger stage where entire planets and even star systems were used as bargaining chips in universal gladiator games. Wars on a galactic scale are far too destructive to simply be allowed, if left unchecked the vast majority of life in the universe would cease to be. Therefore each race recognized by the galactic or universal council (it changes depending on the scale of the race itself) must submit champions or gladiators to represent them in the games. The winners gain unfathomable rewards, the losers perish or worse have their entire species enslaved. Please join our hero as he embarks upon his own perilous journey as a lanista, will he rise above the masses, or fall like so many others before him? Or perhaps his own latent gifts may bring him to a height, or depth hitherto unexplored by any before.

“I'm on the hunt for someone special, someone who would howl at the full moon with me. And you, my dear, seem to check all the right boxes,” Thorin tried to seduce Riona with his mesmerizing gaze. “Not in this lifetime, not in any lifetime.” But Riona couldn’t stand the sight of that smug face. What did Thorin hope to gain from a fangless vampire who couldn’t even turn into a bat, anyway? There must be something seriously wrong with the brain of that infuriating Alpha werewolf. *** Since their parents died, Riona Kahler and her brother have been adopted by the King of Eira, who treats them more like overworked houseplants than a cherished family. As the only vampires in Eira without fangs, they're outcasts among their own kind, toothless and ridiculed. Riona's spirit remains unbroken until her brother falls ill due to the palace's cruelty. Determined to protect him, Riona vows to escape, but there's only one way to do that. Thorin Klein is one of the most famous Alpha werewolves, renowned not only for his charming looks but also for claiming the Alpha title at the tender age of thirteen. Despite his howling success, his mother’s powerful werewolf clan, the Klein, never acknowledged him because his father went rogue. Determined to prove his worth to the Klein clan, Thorin believes he has finally found a potential solution. Though Riona couldn’t stand being around Thorin for more than one second, Riona realizes that marriage is their only path to achieving their goals. It's a love story that bites and barks in all the right places. #werewolf #Alpha #vampire #fromslavetoqueen #enemiestolovers #strongFL #contractmarriage

"M... Marissa! Are they my kids?" Rafael's eyes weren't moving away from the adorable kids' faces. "No, Rafael. They are not," Marissa said with a fake smile, "They aren't yours. Remember?" she batted her lashes quite dramatically, "We were never married!" Marissa Aaron’s elder sister Valerie Aaron jilted her blind boyfriend on her wedding day and ran off. For face-saving, Merissa's family pleaded to her to marry Raphael Sinclair. The irony? She was not allowed to tell her blind husband that she was not Valerie but Merissa Aaron. On the day of Raphael's successful eye surgery, Marissa got to know that Valerie was back to take her rightful place as Sinclaire’s daughter-in-law. Marissa tried explaining to her husband that she was the one married to him, but he did not believe her. Instead of any more convincing, heartbroken Merissa decided to leave the city without telling him, her secret. Raphael Sinclair was the classic definition of drop-dead gorgeous and was the only heir of the Sinclair group of industries. What would he do when he came to know that all this time the woman who offered him, her love and her body was not Valerie but her younger sister Marissa Aaron? How would he react when he came to know that he was the father of the babies Marissa was carrying in her womb? Would he go after Marissa and win her back? And the million-dollar question! Would Marissa ever be able to forgive him and love him again?

A deranged young boy tries to win the heart of 30-year-old Riff. He never imagined it would be impossible to make it onto his list. Despite all he's given up, he's nowhere close. Riff won't even bat an eye at him. What else can he give to get even a little acknowledgement. ______________________ It didn't change the fact, I wanted to please Riff. I wanted him to see me, to look at me differently, look at me like... like I actually mattered. What was this? I was fucked. This wasn't me. This couldn't be me. "You, boy, are a wild one, and now someone has your leash." Johnson's voice echoed in my head, taunting me. I clenched my fists, trying to push it away. No one has my leash! I screamed, the word desperate. ____________________________ #Manxboy #love #angst

Être le défaut de la meute, c'est déjà assez mal. Être REJETÉE ? Par votre propre compagnon destiné ? Ouais. ÇA, c'est un tout nouveau niveau de bassesse. Ava Grey est le défaut de la meute, une changeuse de forme sans loup. Elle se débat dans la vie avec le vague rêve de liberté. Son opportunité survient quand elle est soudainement informée qu'elle assistera au Gala Lunaire, un bal annuel pour les jeunes adultes shifters afin de trouver leurs compagnons destinés. Et elle le trouve. Il est séduisant et intense, et ses baisers envoient du désir dans ses veines comme une drogue. Jusqu'à ce qu'il la REJETTE. Ava n'est pas prête à retourner à sa vie morne. Elle s'évade et forge une nouvelle identité loin de sa meute et loin de son compagnon alpha. Elle se fait de nouveaux amis et est même adoptée de force par un husky hilarant. Mais juste au moment où elle trouve le bonheur et s'installe dans sa nouvelle vie, des événements étranges commencent à se produire... Son husky cachait des secrets. Elle entend des murmures selon lesquels des meutes de shifters sont à sa recherche partout. Et elle peut sentir une odeur familière dans son appartement, ce qui n'a aucun sens... parce que l'homme à qui elle appartient l'a rejetée. [Participation au Cupids Quill de mars 2024] --------- Ceci est une romance métamorphe de loup avec de multiples déclencheurs qui aiment danser main dans la main avec tous les thèmes sombres à travers un champ de fleurs mortes. Dans ce livre, vous trouverez les sommets les plus hauts et les creux les plus bas. Riez, pleurez, ragez ; vous pouvez tout faire en suivant Ava dans le voyage plutôt périlleux d'être une changeuse de forme en cette génération de romance de loups-garous. Il y a des scènes R18 éparpillées dans ce livre comme des bonbons jaillissant d'une piñata. Merci de lire de manière responsable. ------- DISCORD DE L'AUTEUR : https://discord.com/invite/ApNZDux8kj

After a brutal death of which he doesn't remember a thing, a guy gets reincarnated as a bat in a cave. Tag along as he uncovers the mysteries of this new world and tries to come to terms with his past.

Which Romance Trope Will You Choose? Age-gap romance? Student-professor romance? Office romance? Billionaire heiress and common man romance? Arrogant guy and cheerful girl romance? Why not a mix of all? University student Billy Scott had a very near-death experience 20 months ago after being rescued by some mysterious girl whose face, however, he still cannot quite recall. Fast forward to his second year, and the new professor, Amy Anderson, turns out to be her—the one who saved his life. But instead of a heartfelt reunion, it is Billy who ruins their first meeting with one idiotic move after the other and leaves a lasting impression … for all wrong reasons. Meanwhile, Amy's older brother, Ethan Anderson, works at a start-up and has a secret crush on his boss, Emily Everhart. Emily is the ambitious daughter of a powerful business tycoon with a desire to prove herself by building her own empire. Yet, beneath their professional dynamic lies an unspoken connection and secrets that could change everything. Romance, misunderstandings, and a web of emotions are all parts of this tale of unexpected love and second chances.

“Perebia, a kingdom on planet Noan, one of the rogue planets in the Milky Way galaxy, faces imminent danger. The sealed child has been reborn, carrying his father's intentions to bring destruction and chaos. The chosen human must decide: fulfill the previous Jyuran's wish, bringing desolation, or uphold his duty as the kingdom's legendary protector." Mike, a high school student has stumbled upon the corrupted greatest power in the universe. A powerful force coursed through his veins and transformed him into an Anthropter - a half-human, half-bat alien. With the guidance of Djuma, an Anthropter witch with the ability to manipulate Earth's technology, Mike embarked on a journey to unravel the secrets of his transformation and the dark forces that sought to control him. Are you a lover of time-travel books? Then get ready to have your mind blown by a time-traveling tale that will twist your perceptions and push the boundaries of reality!

Amidst the sea of fallen comrades, their lifeblood staining the earth, a solitary figure rises above the carnage. He stands atop a gruesome curtain of death, his longsword an instrument of divine wrath. In its gleam, one could sense a challenge to the very gods themselves. We were fools to face him; my comrades paid the price in their own flesh and blood. A desperate realization claws at my mind – a realization that I must escape this blood-soaked field and bring dire warning to the holy excellencies. I looked at my remaining comrades they instantly realized what I was thinking. They must know of this relentless force, this harbinger of doom. I looked at my comrades and as I turn to flee, fate intervenes, and our eyes lock in a moment of eerie connection. He looked at me and my comrades with his crimson red eyes. He swung his sword towards me. Why is the world upside down? I thought. Then I realized that my head was cut by his crimson sword. Time slows to a crawl as I find myself caught in the deadly dance of his blade. I see the malevolence in his eyes, a reflection of the abyss that has claimed so many. He cut through my comrades without batting an eye. The red moon casts an ominous glow upon the battlefield, and his crimson silhouette, now moving away, becomes a spectacle against the crimson canvas. With an inexplicable calmness, I embrace the darkness. As he strides away, the embodiment of destruction and beauty, I can't help but smile like a fool. Amidst the ruins and the echoes of my demise, I whisper to myself, "Beautiful!" - a final tribute to the twisted elegance that accompanies the brutality of this merciless crimson devil.

Lockland Orion has only one task: she has to make a film for her photography class. A film that makes up almost half of her grade. And she isn't willing to comprise it's perfection. But, she needs a partner. Billie Eilish is eccentric, carefree and, also, a brilliant photography student. Just what Lockland needs. However, things goes array when Lockland and Billie partners up for their school project. Will Lockland ever shoot her perfect film?

Billie Bob Jones never intended to work with the second richest man on Earth, yet after being asked to do a favor for his best friend he found himself in a dilemma. Not only had he caught the attention of the famed billionaire, he had also caught the attention of the most dangerous man on Earth. His simple life of riding horses, competing in rodeos and helping his stepdad Clyde on the ranch gets upturned when he becomes the new prey of the one and only Benedito Goncalo Cruz Pereira.

[Chloe Carlson, 35, war eine verheiratete Frau, die mit ihrem betrügerischen Ehemann Vincent Gray und ihrer Tochter Mackenzie zusammenlebte. Ihre gescheiterte Ehe veranlasste sie, nach 10 Jahren die Scheidung einzureichen, aber ihr Mann weigerte sich, sie zu unterschreiben. "Ich weiß, was du willst, Chloe, du willst mein Geld, nachdem wir uns haben scheiden lassen. Du willst mir alles wegnehmen und das werde ich nicht zulassen!" warf Vincent vor. "Ich brauche dein Geld nicht, Vincent! Ich will nur Mackenzie mitnehmen und weggehen!" Endlich verließ sie ihren Bastard-Ehemann, ohne einen Cent von ihm zu nehmen. Sie wollte ihren eigenen Lebensweg einschlagen und ihrer Tochter das Beste auf der Welt bieten. Doch mit einer alleinerziehenden Mutter wie Chloe läuft es nicht so gut. Es war schwierig, einen Job zu finden, denn sie war lange Zeit eine Hausfrau ohne Ausbildung. In ihrer Verzweiflung, weil sie sich um ihre Tochter kümmern musste, blieb ihr nur ein Ausweg. Sie wandte sich an ihren Schwager - Vernon Phoenix Gray, 25 Jahre alt, ein junger, herzloser Playboy, der zufällig der Geschäftsführer eines aufstrebenden Unternehmens war - und bat ihn um einen Job in dieser schwierigen Zeit. "Ein Job? Das ist kein Thema. Du kannst als mein persönlicher Assistent arbeiten und dich um alle meine täglichen Bedürfnisse kümmern." Vernon schmunzelte und beugte sich vor. "Besonders im Bett", flüsterte er ihr ins Ohr. - Würde Chloe in die Hände ihres bösen Schwagers fallen und eine Sklavin seiner Launen werden? Oder würde sie zu ihrem missbräuchlichen Abschaum von Ehemann zurückkehren, um die Zukunft ihrer Tochter zu sichern? - Hinweis: Es gibt einen Altersunterschied in dieser Geschichte, Chloe ist 35 Jahre alt. Vincent ist 35 Jahre alt. Vernon ist 25 Jahre alt. -- Offiziell in Auftrag gegebenes Cover. - Kontaktieren Sie mich: Instagram: @ForeverPupa Discord: https://discord.gg/m2XPfdmwde --

In a world where elves and monsters exist humans are not at the top of the food chain. The strong oppress the weak. Magic is common and violence is rampant. She is Speranza a normal girl of the three realms having a stronger magical bloodline, as well as, her looks being divine, her magical power being stronger than most sorcerers. Enough to label her a genius. Fire red hair just like her temper, untamable, free-spirited and headstrong with a naive touch. A unique outlook of helping the weak people even if it's a one-way feeling He his the underworld general. A dark elf from the abyss. Gone on a mission on the surface to mark and explore key locations. He is ruthless, heartless and has no pity for the weak and would let them die without batting an eyelash. But his blood-red eyes only have her inside them. For her, whether it's angels, demons or dragons he will slaughter who or whatever crosses his path. A certain annoyed girl. "You why are you not doing anything?" A certain blackhearted general. "Because they are worthless." A certain annoyed girl. "Fine, I don't need your help anyway." A certain displeased general grits his teeth and follows the certain annoying girl... *this book will get a rework*

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In a world where gods once walked among mortals, Zaroth, the God of Omniscience, Strength, Corruption, Doomsdays, and Dominion, awakens after eons of slumber. Once the Creator's chosen ruler of all realms, his reign was cut short when the other gods, fearing his growing power, betrayed and sealed him away. Now, freed by a band of unlikely adventurers, Zaroth sets out on a journey to reclaim his purpose, rediscover his Creator's will, and uncover the secrets of the fabled Crown of Transcendence—the ultimate symbol of divine authority. But the world has changed. The gods conspire in shadows, mortals rebel against divine control, and Zaroth must confront his inner conflict: Is he the benevolent guide the Creator intended or the harbinger of destruction the gods feared? As alliances shift and destinies collide, Zaroth finds himself walking a fine line between redemption and domination. Alongside a growing cast of allies and adversaries, he seeks to reshape the world, balancing divine power with mortal free will. The Warth of the Forgotten is a tale of gods, mortals, and the price of ultimate power, blending epic battles, intricate politics, and the timeless struggle between light and shadow. Will Zaroth ascend to his true destiny, or will he become the very force that the world must unite to destroy?

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When the cold metal of the heavy-duty truck knocked her, she surprisingly somersaulted in the air before crashing harshly on the cold and wet floor. Blood oozed from every natural opening in her body, including the artificially created ones, courtesy of the truck. Former heiress, Iris Bowman breathed her last, wishing for nothing but an opportunity to avoid the board meeting that destroyed her entire life. As funny as her wish may sound, the deities answered her prayer, fulfilling her dying wish. Iris was reborn as a vindictive grand witch who wouldn't bat an eyelid when wreaking havoc. How would she mend the broken relationship with her family and avoid her sister's tragic death? Would she save herself from doom in this lifetime? By a cunning design of the heavens, Iris Bowman discovered Tyler Harper, the heavily wounded mafia prince, sitting at the back of her limited-edition Ferrari. When love sparked between the two, would Iris survive in his ruthless world filled with bloodshed, or would it overwhelm her? What if the bloodshed was what the new Iris loved more than anything? Now, her traitor of a fiance wanted her back, but Iris had different plans for him. ******* "Tyler… Tyler… Don't be surprised that I know who you are…Tyler… I promise you… I mean no harm… Please, I need you to calm down and wait for a little while… Please don't die on me, Tyler… I beg you… Spare my sister and I… We cannot stand the wrath of the Harper clan if anything were to happen to you." Iris pleaded dreadfully. “Drive!” It was all the mafia king had to say before he shut his eyes.

Billy was reborn in the world of marvel into the body of a fifteen year old kid, as orphan Billy with no one to depend on,he decided to make a living and become a wealthy person using the knowledge of of past world, but fate something has else in store for him. Am sorry guys if you see any wrong word in the book ,English is not my first language.

"So this is the new girl Tammy got fired for." A deep male voice rumbled. My blood felt electrified in my veins giving me goosebumps. Who was this? The chair spun around revealing a very drool worthy man. His hair was a chocolaty brown, and looked silky. is face was extremely angular and fine cut, like I could prick my finger on his jaw. His eyes were amber, but the yellow was clearer in his eyes than it was in Devon's. He was huge. Definitely 6 something. His shoulders were broadly set. A hand covered my eyes. "Stop oggling my cousin." Devon growled. I scoffed at him, batting away his hand. "I'm merely eying my new opponent." I can't believe I was just caught staring. What was wrong with me?

It’s more than twenty years after the new millennium. Amid the rising skyscrapers, recent housing developments, public transport modernization programs, and new generation of influencers and vloggers, are constants in the Philippines’ society - the shamans. In this alternate world, Filipino mythological creatures intermingle in peace with humans. A tiyanak is a child star. A sarimanok the mascot of a popular channel. A manananggal a sought-after model. Even diwatas and sigbins are leaders of their own party lists. But even in this highly inclusive world, there are those who tiptoe beyond the line - be it humans or mythological creatures. The shamans who wield sigla, also known as spiritual energy, are responsible for keeping the peace between the supernatural beings and humankind. Within this chaotic setting, Billie, a tired, depressed young woman, tries to get back on her feet together with Puddle, the duwende. Maybe life in the country is not so peaceful after all?

Billy Kyle is an ordinary kid who has been chosen to defend the universe from an evil witch.

In a world where tamers bond with beasts to master their power, Xane is an anomaly. Most beastmasters rise to glory by forging core pacts, awakening their mana nodes, and creating powerful mana arts. But Xane’s path is anything but normal. With only one of his three mana nodes awakened, Xane lives on borrowed time. Within his chest lies a cursed egg—a ticking time bomb planted by his grandfather. The egg drains his blood occasionally and threatens to destroy his remaining mana node the moment he fully awakens. To survive, Xane turned to chaos summoning, an art forbidden double edge mana art for its maddening side effects. While others form bonds with loyal beasts, Xane commands bats, rotten hands, and chaotic monstrosities born of nightmares. But survival isn't enough. After an impossible victory against a Level-One Beast King, Xane and his ragtag team, "Team Denial," claw their way into the academy's Supreme Ten. This sudden rise attracts unwanted attention from other powerful families. Some are after this curse egg. For Xane, the real battle is only beginning. To unlock his true potential, he has to hatch this egg in his chest before it devours him, or he will lose his mind to the chaos.

"So miss Jia Thomas will you be my girlfriend?" This was not the first time Jia had heard this request coming from her first love. Who she had believed was her soulmate. The first time she had heard this her stomach exploded with infinite number of butterflies. Making that one of the happiest days in her life. But hearing it now her stomach exploded with bats rather than butterflies. Settling dread instead of happiness. This was not what she had expected to hear from her now mortal enemy. “But you don't like me.” "From which part of my confession did you get that conclusion from" "You broke up with me because you don't like me" "That's why I'm asking you out again." "Will you stop this nonsense." "Ok cool. Give me a valid reason other than our break up for rejecting me. I'll back off." He raised his hand in surrender "I'm engaged." "Now that's an excellent bluff." He laughed hard holding his stomach What happens when your once believed soulmate come to ruin your happily ever after with your scientifically proven soulmate. Will there be a triangle love story between the princess and the black and white knights? Or is it going to be plain war between the princess and the black knight..?

Just imagine: you wake up in a hospital after a long coma and find out that you’re surrounded by zombies! You try to escape and finally find the floor plan but it’s all in French! And you are actually in France! You are naked except for a baseball bat and zombies are about to take a bite of your bare ass. But worry not, because you have your own dimensional haven. Its a light if a little chaotic story filled with humor and zero drama. ———————————————————————————————————— This story is a translation of an original novel by author Dmitri Dornichev.

Eva Collins was your everyday average elementary school teacher, she was beautiful, kind and had her way with children. She works a full shift at a prestigious elementary school for the rich and has her life easy until that one day. Eva has the chance to acquaint herself with the sibling of one of her pupils but this encounter forever changes her once simple but plain life. "God...when are they coming for little Avry....the caretaker who usually comes for her has taken far too long now" Eva wonders as she looks at the six year old little girl beside her. The little girl yawns from tiredness. Eva sighed heavily and looked at the little girl beside her with a light smile. "Hey Avry.....can I ask you something" Eva asks gently. Avry nods her head softly as her big adorable eyes stare at her teacher. "Do you wanna come home with me....it's getting pretty late and I can't leave you here" Avry's eyes sparkled from excitement. "Yes Miss Eva....I wanna come with you" Eva smiles brightly but she can't help but scowl inside "What kind of people forget about a little girl at school to such hours" Eva checked her watch and saw that it was eight thirty pm and the school had practically closed. 'Huhhhh...' ...................... But little did Eva know that this little action of care and responsibility had already changed her life. Eva sat quietly in her living room and checked her watch. It was nine twenty and no one had called about Avry Walker from the school yet. She had informed the school that she would take Avry home to atleast have something to eat and rest. They had allowed her since she stayed quite close to the school and had a respectable personality. Suddenly Eva heard a knock on her door and glanced at Avry who was watching cartoons slightly. She got up and walked towards the door. She peeked through the peep hole of her apartment door and saw a man. He was completely shrouded in darkness and beside him stood another man. Eva couldn't make out their faces at all since it was dark outside. Eva picked up the baseball bat next to the door and slowly opened the door. A chilling gush of cold wind immediately brushed against her skin. Eva didn't know whether it was because of the cold rain outside or that indifferent cold stare that the man with the black investigator hat gave her. And still Eva couldn't make out his face since he held his head low. Eva glanced at the other man who stood their calmly like a faithful assistant. He was quite good looking. "Who are you" Eva asked as her grip on the bat tightened. The assistant like man smiled calmly but didn't answer her question "We're here for Miss Avry" Eva looked at them suspiciously but suddenly Avry's soft but tired voice came from behind. "Big brother.....you're here" Eva glanced at the man whom the words had been directed to and she saw the man who had been holding his head low lift it up. Since the light from the living room could now fall on his face, Eva saw him clearly. Eva immediately froze in amazement and her heart had slowed but it beat hard as she looked at that ethereal face. .............. From that day, Eva had a feeling that nothing in her life would remain the same. Join Eva as she unlocks dark and dangerous secrets about this mysterious man. But her curiosity to know this man brings her deeper into a world she knows nothing about. She is soon faced with something even more dangerous and she can nolonger turn back. She wants to run but her emotions and heart have already been captured by him and she is faced with a dilemma. Their love was forbidden and she was in danger from things she had once thought were fairy tales.