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After marriage— On Valentine's Day, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?" Wrapped up in her blanket and close to falling asleep, Xia Wan'an mumbled, "Sleep." On Christmas Day, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?" With her arms around her pillow, Xia Wan'an casually replied, "Sleep." On their wedding anniversary, holding a cup of water, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?" Cozied up in bed, with sleepy eyes, Xia Wan'an looked at Han Jingnian, wary of the water he might spill on the bed. She thought for a moment, then replied, "With you... together."

My first story ever. So what would happen if the characters from Vivziepop, react to one of the many timelines of the SCP Universe, this is going to be one Helluva Broken Day for them. Also, note that I don't own any characters. On a short note, I saw a lot of fan arts about it but not one reaction fanfiction, so I want to be the first to do it. Oh and to TheSilentAssassin, please keep up the good work, it is one of the best crossover stories I ever read. And sorry for doing this without your permission, but I couldn't resist doing this. Also, I'm sorry for not updating my novel, I have so many stuff do and I have a test coming up so yeah.

Four hundred years ago, the inhabitants of Thas Summoned warriors from other worlds to take down a Demon King. Thasnians and Terrans fought side by side, eventually sealing him. In the current day, Tas prepares for the centennial visit of Bolat. But the time is coming for the seal to expire. Summoning is now illegal. Tas must raise its own warriors to fight. But first the governments of the world must admit there is any danger at all.

Living life in this new world was already hard enough.... So why? Why is the villainess of this world obsessed with me?

I was just a normal guy who wrote a novel called I Got Reincarnated into a Magical World, and it became pretty popular. But one day, when I was writing the final chapter, someone broke into my house and killed me. When I woke up, I was confused at first, but then I realized I had been reincarnated into my own novel. And to top it off, there were four new characters that I hadn’t created. By the way, the reason I wrote this novel was to gain some experience before writing my main novel, which, if done right, will be ten times better than this one.

[My WSA 2024 Entry novel! Please vote] In a world where mythical beings have fallen into an "eternal slumber," a thriving underground market exploits the stolen essence of these dormant creatures. At its epicenter are dragons—majestic beings desired for their scales, organs, and prized eggs. The most coveted treasure of all is a dragon's name, a key that holds the power to control its very existence. Dragon Lord, guardian of a clutch of dormant eggs, lives in isolation atop a hill, surrounded by a forest that veils his castle. He bears the scars of past betrayals, having been deceived by those who feigned love to steal his treasures or claim his head as a bounty. Jaded and cold, he trusts no one, living a solitary existence. However, his solitude is shattered when a woman unwittingly stumbles into his life. Yara finds herself in Dragon Lord's treasured den amidst a battle between the dragon and thieves. In a twist of fate, she mistakenly bonds with the dormant eggs, breathing life into them. Reluctantly, Dragon Lord allows Yara into his world, and their journey unfolds amid the looming threat of underground organizations seeking to exploit the dragons for profit. As the eggs come to life, so does an unexpected connection between Dragon Lord and Yara. Despite his cold and jaded exterior, he finds himself unable to ignore her presence. Yara, too, cannot deny the pull she feels towards him, and emotions begin to burn beneath the surface. Together, they must navigate the challenges of waiting for the eggs to hatch, fend off those who seek to exploit the dragon and its offspring, and confront the secrets that Yara harbors—a revelation that could destroy everything. In this tale of flames and gold, two scarred souls in a world where trust is a rare and precious commodity must confront the ghosts of their pasts. They navigate the dangerous currents of love and deception, protecting unborn dragons from a world hungry for their magic. Will their bond withstand the trials ahead, or will the flames of betrayal engulf them in the end? A/N: It starts out SLOW, because I tend to get lost in the pages and be descriptive but once it gets to the action, it really picks up! Looking forward to growing with you all on this journey!!!

Shiva was a 28-year-old teenager who died in a car crash and was reborn with the power of Ghost Rider in the Twilight and TVD (The Vampire Diaries) world. . . . Arthur's Note: My grammar may not be the best, but I'm working on improving it. I don't own any of the characters, only my original character (OC). I would appreciate feedback and support if you enjoy the story. I will be updating it three to four days a week.

Have you ever wondered what a character in a novel or in a game should be? Do they eat? Sleep? Do they have their own life when you are not reading or playing? They do not. When you are not doing anything, we stay still. To be fair, think about your own life. Is it different from a game without a system? You can not see behind your back, similar to how a character has to render it in a game. But at least, you have your own life. While I have to watch the protagonist of the novel find his way into the pants of the female leads. This is my destiny. I'm not jealous. Not at all. Tags: Psychological, Yandere, Harem, Gore, Dark, Rape, Resets, R-18, School life, ... 3 Extra chapter(s) and Help me buy milk to make more cheese: https://www.patreon.com/The_Parmesan https://ko-fi.com/parmesansnovels https://discord.gg/RKC6GqTbZs JOIN ME!!!

I have always kept my head down and followed the rules. I knew who I spend the rest of my life with was a choice out of my hands. MCs rule this world and going against the Selection Process ends in bad results. Can I learn to love this guy I just met? Can I learn to adapt and not end up being an outcast or someone on the run?

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Kaito Moriyama had long lost hope in life. Abandoned by his family, despised by society, and betrayed by those who should have cared for him. On the brink of despair, he took the final step that would end his life… or so he thought. When he opened his eyes, a goddess named Selena offered him a second chance—life in a world called Eldoria, where magic, dungeons, and adventure await. With extraordinary powers granted to him, Kaito must now find new meaning in his life, fight against the forces of evil, and prove that he is more than just an “outcast.”

Reverend loves the mobile game Glory, Gold, and Conquest. But as he processes getting kicked out of his apartment, he is sent to another world and he can grow his apartment. How will he survive?

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

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What is the most powerful and influential thing in the world you ask ? It's a Cult, Obviously. Kael was an ordinary kid, but one night his parents were murdered brutally, yet... no complaint was filed instead his existence was erased from the world by an influential cult leader. Kael knew that power was everything and he decided to join the same cult in order to achieve power but when he entered inside the inner ring, he was betrayed by the cult leader. "You just know too much." Kael smiled as he accepted his death but instead of dying he was transferred to another world. [Void Convent has been created, You are the Cult Leader.] [Summoning Demons] [Opening the gate of Abyss] "A demon that can heal a human if you give him a chicken ?" An assassin maid with big boobs ? Let's take her into the cult using her son's sickness. Take over the noble family and use their influence to expand the cult. "I don't trust people, I use them." ALL HAIL THE CULT LEADER.

"I am different" That's what River Moonborne thinks, wishing to live a normal life, despite being an heir to his family. However, it seems like fate has other plans for him, when he gets a different color badge than the rest at the assessment...

Life was never kind to me. Betrayed, abandoned, and powerless, I spent my years as a broken man, watching those I trusted tear apart everything I held dear. Just when I thought it was over, I woke up back in time—at fifteen years old, standing in the wreckage of my childhood. This time, I won't let them win. Armed with the knowledge of the future and the scars of my past, I'll rewrite my story, make them pay, and take control of my destiny. No one will stand in my way.

A young man has a very unlucky encounter with a monster, forcing him to take a path that he would never have imagined. How will he survive, in a world of men, monsters, and demons?

The cathedral was a stunning sight, adorned with exquisite floral decorations that did nothing but added to it's grandeur. "We are here today," The priest began, his tone rich and commanding. "To witness the union of Manuel and Yvette in holy matrimony". "Before we proceed, if there is anyone here who knows of any lawful impediment to this marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace" . . . . . . "I object!". " On what grounds do you object, young man?". This marriage cannot proceed as it would be unlawful. A married woman cannot marry again not when I , her husband is still hale and healthy". Yvette Jasmin, a rising and well-known actress was over the moon about her upcoming wedding. She flew to Paris for her bachelorette party with her friends, however while drunk she haphazardly married an unknown guy who turns out to be her Brother-in-law, the man who had secretly harbored feelings for her for decades. But now entangled, he couldn't help it. Crashing her wedding was another thing, possessively claiming her was another. Whosoever wanted to get to her would have to pass through this wife slave husband.

They both knew that something further was about to ensue soon, but they felt rooted to the very spot in which they were sitting. Before they could recover their composure she was there again. This time her shoulders were covered by a white, fur stole. She fixed them each with a mesmerizing gaze and smiled. The two young men held their breaths, dumbstruck while she coolly started to go through Jared’s pockets with long, very elegant fingers. Then she deftly pulled out his car keys. The lady then started walking away, while beckoning them with her forefinger: Book 1 The Chase Blake and Laura struggle to make ends meet financially. Then eventually Blake meets Carminda, a clairvoyant who sets him up as a private investigator for elite society in London. Through her rock star ex boyfriend Laura meets a successful modeling agent who helps her to become successful in fashion. Their friend Jared doesn't want to work yet after graduation until he is kidnapped with Blake on Jared's uncle's farm. After they flee, Jared learns that he is Carminda' cousin. Rene, the rock star has a friend called Jacqueline. She pursues her wish to become a clairvoyant, so she travels to Brazil where a spirit guide leads her through frightening rituals, like being swallowed by a crocodile. Book 2 Psychic Passions and Desires Later on, Laura receives an invitation to act in a film in Europe and soon she and her husband Blake lose their daughter to a kidnapper. Jacqueline uses her new-found psychic skills to locate her friend Laura’s abducted baby and tries to heal Enrique, Laura’s wealthy film producer. She and her friends have experiences in haunted houses while they act on a film. Then Jacqueline meets up with a champion dancer who turns out to be a dangerous witch. Victoria, the witch leads Jacqueline into experiencing disturbing episodes of magic. She’s fiercely jealous of Jacqueline and wants to destroy her at all costs because Jacqueline is a clairvoyant as well as a good dancer. Jacqueline and her friends employ all their spiritual skills to ward off Victoria’s vicious magic attacks. When Jacqueline and her friends visit one of Victoria’s former victims, a lover who rejected her, they meet up with Victoria’s grandmother in a forest. Eventually, they discover that Victoria’s grandmother is a doe in the forest by day and a beautiful, young female spy at night. So, Jacqueline and her friends must now develop new skills to conquer Victoria’s grandmother who was thought to be dead years ago. They have difficulty keeping up with her advanced skills in witchcraft though.

Amanda thought she was born this way, to be betrayed, and end up like a fool who doesn't know what it is to live like a powerful person. She only dreamed of living a simple life with Edmund, her fiancée. However, she didn't expect to be betrayed by someone she'd loved. She's lost everything but the precious ring her mother had given her. Knowing she couldn't let them have their way, she swallowed the ring before plunging to her death. However, she didn't expect to wake up in her room after her death. As she continues, she will be facing the same plot of her life. However, she will change it into a brand new life. But, as she goes on turning the tables. She will be encountering unexpected events that will make her change.