Choral Chorus

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

The moon shone bright in the night sky, casting silver light over the dark forest. Aiko stood in the middle of a clearing, her whole body trembling as the wolf inside her threatened to break free. The air felt heavy with energy, and a chorus of howls echoed through the trees. Her pack surrounded her, ready for a fight that would decide their future. Kael, the strong and mysterious leader of the rival pack, watched her from the shadows, his intense amber eyes filled with a mix of expectation and something dangerous. Beside her, Haruki, her loyal friend who had always believed in her, held her hand, giving her strength she wasn't sure she deserved. Aiko’s life had always been ordinary—until she discovered the truth about her family. She was part of a cursed bloodline, tied to ancient werewolf magic and a prophecy that could either save or destroy everything she knew. Now, a deadly pack war threatens to shatter the balance between the human world and the supernatural one, and Aiko has to learn to control the wild, powerful beast inside her. But controlling the wolf comes with a heavy price, and as the full moon draws closer, she must face her darkest fears. Torn between two loves—Kael, the dark and brooding werewolf leader, and Haruki, her faithful friend who never left her side—Aiko has to decide who she can truly trust. As she uncovers secrets and faces betrayals, she realizes the biggest challenge might not be the enemies she fights, but the monster inside her. With both worlds hanging in the balance, Aiko must confront the beast beneath the moon and choose whether to embrace her destiny or rise above it. Can she save those she loves, or will she lose everything to the darkness within?

In a realm where folks wielded unique "Goldfingers," fonts of magical prowess, Lucas Evercrest remained blissfully unaware of his own exceptional potential. Little did he fathom that he harbored this incredible power deep within, an untapped wellspring. While others soared to grand heights, Lucas inadvertently subdued his Goldfinger, leaving him stranded at the humbling level 1, watching as his peers flourished. One fateful night, enveloped in the haze of sleep deprivation, our unsuspecting protagonist's world shifted. Battling to embrace slumber's embrace, he carelessly brushed against the "Mute Notifications" icon on his Goldfinger's interface before drifting into dreams' embrace. Seasons swept by like leaves on the wind, and there he stood, drowning sorrows in whiskey's amber embrace and endless loaves of bread, mourning an elusive system he believed had passed him by. Amid the din of a bar, laughter rippled like an unsteady melody. Echoes of "Status Open" danced in the air, chanted by playful kids, each repetition a chorus of mockery. Weariness pressed his head against the bar's cool surface, a failed shield against the jeers and japes. "Status Open, Status Open, Status Open," he muttered, lips grazing the wood, words coated in a blend of irony and irritation. And then, as if summoned by this weary incantation, a radiant cerulean window materialized before him. Within its luminescence, Lucas Evercrest's identity flickered, inscribed alongside his meager statistics: "[Lucas Evercrest], [Level 1 [^], Job: Starter], [HP: 1220, MP: 123], [Str:84, Agi:93, Int:43, Ins:23, Wis:53, Def:32, Sta:45, Dex:32, Con: 122]." Details unfurled like a tapestry, revealing a mosaic of attributes. His handiwork, etched in the fabric of his being, began to come to light. The window whispered of abilities and names, secrets shrouded in cryptic notation: "[Abilities: Open to show more.], [Titles: Open to show more.]" Yet even amidst this revelation, a sobering truth lingered – his status, labeled "Intoxicated," stood as a stark reminder of his present condition. Experience, captured within the confines of "EXP: 100/100," hinted at untapped potential, awaiting the spark of realization. An "Inventory" beckoned, promising more to explore, yet the ever-watchful "Missed Notifications" count of "99+" bore the mark of silence, a testament to a bygone era when his Goldfinger's voice remained muted. And so, in the quiet hum of the bar, amidst the ebb and flow of laughter and life, Lucas Evercrest's journey unfurled anew. The forgotten Goldfinger, once stifled by his own inadvertence, stood poised to rewrite his destiny, as he grasped the reigns of his dormant power, eager to ascend beyond the confines of level 1 and embrace the legacy that had patiently awaited his awakening. *This synopsis was written by someone else who wishes to remain Anonymous, thank you to who did it.* *Title is pending for the cover.*

' I'm sorry Sir, Madam has instructed not to let you enter her room.' The Butler says. Kevin King was speechless, That was his room! ' I'm sorry Boss, Madam is doing a livestream and has told us to not let anyone enter her office.' The Head Security personnel says. Kevin King was confused, Wasn't that his office? ' I'm sorry Kevin but I can't talk to you till you apologize to Melody. She said she wants all of us to ghost you till you acknowledge your mistake.' Mrs King says. Kevin was stunned, His own mother was ghosting him ' I'm sorry Dad, but Mom said we can't let you leave the house.' Four little buns stop him from passing. Kevin was dumbstruck, Were these really his kids? An accidental one night stand led into a contract marriage between a rich CEO and his domineering singer. After being orphaned at 9 years, Melody Maxwell is forced to fend for herself and her siblings any legal means possible. Things are looking up as she successfully retired from a special agent society but what's the deal about getting a job in the entertainment industry and a husband? Forced to abide by the society's rules, Melody Maxwell enters the legendary flash marriage with Kevin King. Before marriage, Kevin King was the overbearing strict man who was only docile to his elder brother. Melody Maxwell only wanted to be lazy, earn lots of money for her younger siblings and enter hibernation. After Marriage, Kevin King is now the cannon fodder for his domineering wife's antics. Melody Maxwell has only one goal : Make that arrogant Mr King submissive! Who was Melody Maxwell? Retired top special agent, Best Hacker in Fiesta Country and the famous singer ever to enter the entertainment industry. At a family interview for Father and kids ' Who troubles the most in your family?' The interview asks. ' Mom!' Four little buns chorus. ' How submissive is your mother?' The interviewer asks. ' Ha Ha ha! You can't use submissive and my mother in one sentence.' The Kids says. ' Our Mother Mel is domineering and on top.' Netizen A says. ' Our She-devil is submissive to noone.' Netizen B says. ' No one dares to go against our music Goddess, MMS.'

Dread clung to the rain-soaked air as Bright, a forsaken soul, found solace beneath the rainy downpour. The skies wept in a sinister dance, casting shadows that whispered of ancient mysteries. Bright, shunned by love, sought refuge in the haunting cadence of raindrops, where despair intertwined with the unearthly. The desolate echoes of a rejection echoed in the spectral rainfall, a chorus of forgotten sorrows. In the distance, a spectral choir of children clad in ethereal yellow raincoats sang an incantation, invoking eldritch forces. "Rain, rain, go away, summon darkness another day," their voices carried a haunting resonance, echoing the arcane secrets hidden within the tempest. The world around Bright warped, revealing elden truths. A mysterious figure, cloaked in shadows, murmured, "When the rainfall comes, the veil between realms thins." The boy's disheveled hair and cerulean eyes now reflected not only longing but an unsettling connection to the eldritch energies pulsating through the storm. "The rain..." whispered the ancient voice, now tinged with malevolence. "It's not just sad; it's the lamentation of forsaken souls, the gateway to elden realms where despair and enchantment converge." As Bright delved deeper into the eldritch mysteries, the rain transformed from a mere backdrop to a malevolent force, a conduit to a reality that defied understanding. The refrain shifted to a chilling chant, "Eldritch rain, weave your spell, unveil the secrets we dare not tell." In this unsettling tale, Bright's journey unfolded amidst eldritch horrors, his heart entwined with the arcane, and the rain a harbinger of both dread and revelation. "In shadows kissed by the night's dread, Eldritch whispers, where nightmares bred. Dance with fear, embrace the abyss, Aglorin darok, veshor'kath, kritholis The Dusklings speak of rainy days..." _______________________ ____________________ (TA): There is a reason why the name of the mc in the synopsis differes from the actual story, please don't be confused anyways.I think I'm gonna go far with this story..... Enjoy.

"Genova is missing!" Sally yells so hard that she doesn't need a gong and a trumpet to make this announcement. These three words and audible gasps of shock from the workers outside put us all in panic. "How did you know?" Damon lets go of her, and she goes crashing on the floor due to her ill-judged movement. "She dumped the wedding dress inside a bathtub full of water, and I've spent over an hour searching everywhere for her," My stomach squeezes and tightens into knots, as I try to properly align the words I just heard. "Can it be that she eloped with an old lover?"  "Did she possibly develop a tad of cold feet before the wedding?" "Aside from smoking which of course is a bad habit, Genova is a nice girl. Alpha Cahill might be abusive because of his alleged monstrous nature," "Fucking worse timing of the century, isn't it?" Several uncertain questions are flying in the air, until my mother, Meredith Rose, slams her fist against the table in front of everyone, startling us all and gaining silence almost immediately  "Enough!" She bellows, her veins bulging out along her neck in exasperation. "We've got to figure out a way out of this, Or Alpha Cahill will shred us into pieces. The loans we are owing, your father's uncleared debts after his death. My fucking god, I can't believe Genova will do this to us," mom facepalms in distress, tapping her feet against the floor in frustration. "Let's go find her, it might be she's homesick already and wants some time alone," Archibald suggests, while he's being stopped by Sally with a raise of the hand. "Few of the workers formed a search party and one came with the news of someone seeing a tomboy who bears a striking resemblance to Genova, running away with a man." Sally points this out, and all three of my brothers exchange knowing looks, with their lips thinning. "Jack Snyder," they chorus and I gasp. I cannot believe she's ran away with that psycho ex of hers. Who in their right state of mind will ditch her own wedding with Alpha Cahill and run away with a man who's lost all sanity? My mom who has been silent all these while suddenly shivers-jolts, her eyes sparkling with certainty, then she points at me, the youngest Brewer sibling.  "You, Mathilda...you will have to take the place of your sister to marry Alpha Cahill." *** Mathilda's life changes when her elder sister runs away on her wedding day and she's being persuaded by her mother and brothers to protect them from an impending wicked fate until she reluctantly agrees to marry Alpha Cahill. She's left with no alternative but to adhere to not bring shame to the Alpha and put the lives of her family members at stake. Will she be able to cope with Alpha Cahill who doesn't regard her in any aspect, but is enraged and wouldn't let her go while he's in search of her elder sister? She's however, forced to reject her own mate after becoming the Luna of the Blackwood pack, and what she doesn't expect is to develop feelings for Alpha Cahill in the process of protecting her family. But she has no idea a lot is in store for her as Luna of the Blackwood pack.  The dreadful Luna Ritual if Cahill touches her and she gets pregnant, Cahill's half-brother who seems to be infatuated with her.  And having to face the jealous female population of the Blackwood and other neighboring packs. Puzzling circumstances are shoved into the picture when Cahill's actual, self-entitled Luna-wannabe mate comes out from nowhere and makes her presence known, perplexing him and hurting Mathilda. And just as Mathilda is contemplating if she and Cahill will be able to overcome everything and everyone, Genova Brewer returns. This leaves Mathilda wondering if Cahill will be with her or choose her sister, his first love over her. She's only a substitute for Luna, or isn't she?

[COMPLETE] Reth stalked towards her, chin low so the shadow cast by his hard jaw cut across the thick fur collar of his vest. His hair had fallen over his eyes in the scuffle, so he peered at her through it like a lion in the grass. With each step, his graceful, rolling gait reminded her of a predator stalking its prey. Despite the forest floor littered in twigs and leaves, he didn’t make a sound. “Wh-who are you?” Elia stammered, backing away, her hands up. He met her step for step until she came up hard against the tree behind her—and didn’t stop until he loomed over her, so broad his shoulders and chest made a wall in front of her. She could feel the heat rising off his skin in the cool, night air. “I am the Leonine King.” His voice was a dark, husky gravel. Behind him a chorus of wheezes, howls, and chirps of agreement rose from the people watching. “And you are?” “Elia,” she breathed. “Elia,” he growled, leaning in closer, bringing with him the scent of pine and rain and the musk of something distinctly male. “I am Reth.” He said the name with a strange, guttural roll in his throat. “I am the King of Beasts. I am Clan Leader, and I am Alpha of WildWood.” Several snarls rose from the crowds behind him then, but he ignored them. Elia swallowed as he leaned in until the scruff on his jaw rasped her cheek. “I am the King,” he said, “And you will be my mate.” The forest behind him erupted. ****** Elia is a poor university student until the night she's taken to the world of the Anima—ruled by humans whose ancient hearts pulse with the blood of animals. There she's forced into a battle to the death. But when Elia survives, and refuses to kill her final opponent, the King must either kill Elia himself, or take her as his mate. Reth, the brutal King of the Beasts with the blood of lions, shocks everyone when he chooses the weak, human Elia to become his Queen. He promises her every comfort of his wealth and position—but he is clear: She will not warm his bed. He chose her to defeat those that were trying to corner him into blending his Leonine line with the Wolves. Elia needs the help of the Anima to become stronger and rule them well. But the vengeful Wolves see only a weak human that brought them shame. As Elia and Reth grow closer, the wolves are determined to destroy her. Will Reth and Elia admit their feelings for each in time to fight for the Kingdom—and their lives—against the villainous wolf-tribe? Or will the wolves kill Elia and steal the throne? [Mature content - no sexual violence] Cover Art used by paid copyright permission. Illustrated by Aenaluck--see more gorgeous art and support them on www.patreon.com/aenaluck

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_E_X_C_E_R_P_T_:- Surrounded by two boys and two girls and was being bugged by them continuously, she pinched the bridge of her nose and said calmly with a casual tone: Sia: "Alright guys, I do have one condition." All her chums were shocked as well as were elated to receive a positive response from her SOMEHOW and were looking at her with keen anticipation. She added with a slight smirk on her face by looking at her amazed friends. Sia: "I am ready to fall in love with the GUY who has the power to outsmart me in every other aspect of my TRAITS as well as PERSONA and could make ME, SPEECHLESS." All four friends said in unison with the constant chorus. ...."IMPOSSIBLE!!!" Sia shrugged and grinned at her friends calmly and said; "Alas!! The CELESTIAL BEING, who can make my heart flutter, is not even born yet!!" And out of the blue, from behind, a voice ringed with magnetic, charismatic and enchanting aura.... "The CELESTIAL BEING, who will make your heart flutter and also will outsmart you in each and every aspect of your TRAITS and PERSONA and will make YOU utterly SPEECHLESS, was already born three years earlier than you, HER HIGHNESS!!" The four friends turned around to locate the source of the voice and were utterly stunned to see the inimitable young man leaning casually against the wall, crossing his arms proudly, like no one could dare to compete him in the ENTIRE UNIVERSE!! While all her friends were mystified, Sia turned around after a while and started shooting daggers as soon as she got the glimpse of the GODLY MAN... ____________________________________________ It won't be a hyperbole to describe (Sia) Female Protagonist as the PERFECT Female, an Alpha Female. The girl who is self satiated with HERSELF overwhelmingly. She is an odd combination of "REALLY SWEET" and "DON'T MESS WITH ME". If someone asks her "What's a Queen without her King?". Her answer will be; "Well, historically speaking, More Powerful and individually speaking; The Most Powerful". She is an enigmatic Songstress, an Artist, an Author, a Poet, an Inborn Leader, an Invincible Warrior, a Witty Queen and over all she utterly defies the quote; ("Jack of all trades and master of none") as she is the master of every trait she possess. She is an Angel to the innocents and the invincible lethal disaster to the devils. What will happen, when a GODLY ALPHA MAN (Aariv - Male Lead), who possess the power to outsmart anything on this Earth, will ascend towards her and will unite her with ecstasy. The journey is going to be like a whirlwind when the protagonists of the story will be at loggerheads. Be the corroboraters, to witness the conspiracy; how Aariv gonna tame the Invincible Lioness (Sia). . . . I don't own the cover. credit goes to the rightful owner.

"Your a girl?!" They all reacted as if I committed a biggest sin that is bigger than I can imagine. "Y-yes." I said nervously while stuttering and bite my lower lip. "Yehey!/Thank you lord!/Nani?/Yes!" They said in chorus. "Why are you guys so happy?" I said. I thought they would be mad at me for betraying them but why are they so happy? "Huh?" Jinho asked and suddenly blushed followed by the others. "But, wait! It means you saw our ju—." Lee said but before he can finish his sentence Jinho covered Lee's mouth. "Waeyo?" Lee angrily said when Jinho eyed him followed by the others. "What did she saw?" Minho asked angrily. "It's our..."

Berawal dari keinginan yoongi untuk menari bersama ombak di laut hingga ketika ia mendapati tangannya ditarik oleh sosok misterius, membawanya kembali ke daratan.

That day, the breath of the great whale dispersed the fog, and a new era arrived. Chen Qi accidentally transmigrated into the steampunk-apocalyptic game world of 'New Sun,' starting with the monstrous talent "Deep Sea Affinity," where ancient deep-sea creatures saw him as one of their own. Although he possessed the talents of a monster, as a transmigrator, he still maintained the original intentions of humanity, striving to level up with the firm resolve to become a world-renowned Monster Hunter. Finally, after his relentless efforts, the popular Dove Times sharply commented: "From the ancient deep sea, a scoundrel with evil bloodlines who threatens witches with tentacles, the arrogant lone Emperor of the Fifth, who aims to conquer the Witch Sea!" False news, blatant false news! Even though he grew tentacles, threatened witches, raised sea dragons, collected tolls, and sang the death chorus with sea monsters. He was truly not of any Deep Sea Ancient God's bloodline but a dedicated and responsible Hunter. Chen Qi cut down the fleet before him and earnestly clarified.

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life. But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain! This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King. —————————— In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated! An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan! There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus. Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight. There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.

(Verse 1) In the stillness of her room, she lays, Lost in the echoes of her silent maze. Heavy heart, burdened soul, she prays, For a break in the clouds, a brighter phase. (Chorus 1) She's a whisper in the night, Yearning for a glimpse of light. In the shadows, she'll find her way, Hoping for a brighter day. (Verse 2) Every tear a melody, every sigh a song, In the symphony of sadness, she belongs. But beneath the sorrow, she grows strong, With a melody of hope, she'll carry on. (Chorus 2) A dancer in the rain, Seeking solace from the pain. In the storm, she'll find her grace, Yearning for a better place. (Bridge) In the silence, she finds her voice, A chorus of courage, her heart's rejoice. With each note, she breaks the chains, Finding strength in her deepest pains. (Chorus 3) A phoenix in the night, Rising from the ashes bright. In the fire, she'll find her flight, Longing for a dawn so bright. (Outro) So she'll sing her song, through the darkest night, Guided by the stars, she'll find her light. For in her melody, she'll soar high, A song of courage, reaching for the sky.

"Feather light steps, the revered ones' of death whimsically whisper joyous in a type of chorus. The HuliJing of the Xù City has returned, a truly joyous occasion indeed." A small lonely little fox, withering away slowly and in the shadows of a cage. Join this lonesome little fox in her adventures as she rides her way to victory, and maybe even gets tamed by a eccentric cultivator.

My name is Ink Ivory. I think my mom was a hippy when she named me. Or was it my dad? Who knows? Anyway, you would not believe my morning... Ink Ivory was not expecting what the day had in store for her after she meets a boy in high school who let's her borrow a pencil. (Chorus excerpt from Sleepsong by Secret Garden)

"Vibrations." She put her hand to my throat, touching the tips to where my larynx is. "Let her learn the vibrations of your voice, the rhythm of your steps, and the chorus of your heart." Due to past events, Opaline is a deaf human/small yet hearing wolf. Lykaon is a soon-to-be alpha, all He needs is his Luna. When scents cross paths, each will discover the other. While Lykaon believes he knows all there is to know about his new mate, he finds some alarming information that could have him, Opaline, and several packs dead.

Kritikan diri ketika sewaktu sekolah rendah membuat Jamie kemurungan lalu berazam dia ingin berubah waktu sekolah menengah. Jamie mengambil keputusan untuk mengambil asrama supaya dirinya lebih berdikari. Disitu bermulalah ditemukan dengan rakan-rakan yang mengambil tahu tentang dirinya. Jamie lebih keyakinan tentang apa yang berkait dirinya. Hidup Jamie kian pelik kerana bertemu dengan seorang jejaka yang sering bertembung dengan dirinya sejak dua menjak ini. Jamie tidak tahu siapa jejaka tersebut sehingga rakan baiknya, Hanis memberitahu bahawa Hadif yang sering melalukan perkara tersebut ketika kami mempunyai choral speaking peringkat sekolah. Hadif akhirnya meluahkan rasa cintanya kepada Jamie. Jamie tidak pernah merasakan perasaan tersebut lalu menerimanya. Hari demi hari, Jamie mendapat ngumpatan oleh segelintir rakannya kerana mereka tahu perangai Jamie yang sebenarnya harga diri murah. Jamie kian disindir dan Jamie ingin bertukar sekolah dengan berdoa terhadap Tuhan yang esa. Doa Jamie dimakbulkan lalu perpisahan bermula disitu. Mereka berdua sedih antara satu sama lain. Tapi bagi Jamie ada hikmah sebaliknya. Jamie bertukar sekolah dari sekolah pekan ke sekolah bandar. Sangat janggal bila berada disitu . Namun begitu, disitu mempunyai rakan-rakan yang lebih prihatin dan lebih memahami tentang dirinya sekarang. Malah, Jamie sangat bahagia ketemu dengan seseorang yang mengusik hati nya? Apakah yang dilakukan oleh orang yang telah mengusik hati Jamie?

Trapped in an opulent mansion and adorned in a medieval dress, Eydis the maid (or Amelia, homeless in her modern world), the reigning queen of snark, grapples with a unique ability – her thoughts burst forth like fireworks. No magic, just relentless noise, a gift bestowed by none other than the wicked witches of the woods. Now, armed with daggers of sarcasm and a penchant for mischief, and a seductive allure, Eydis plunges into a convoluted tapestry of secrets. She deftly sidesteps shadows, untangles the threads of her own forgotten past, and battles to quiet the chorus in her head before everything erupts. Can a girl without magic outsmart witches, monsters, nobles flaunting well-endowed magical abilities, a roommate who despises her, to rewrite prophecies, and uncover the truth about her vanished life, all before everything descends into chaos? Author's note: prominently GL (slow burn), but also features all kind of loves. - The smut will feature organically in later chapters, this isn’t a smut-centric work.

This Is An Ai Generated Novel Based Off An Original idea i created for my Minecraft Server! I doubt you will find another like it. but i dare u to try! In the once-forgotten corners of the world, a chorus of blood-curdling howls shatters the celestial tranquility of Asteria. A portal to the Nine Hells has been grotesquely wrenched into existence, its gaping maw a herald of the calamity to come. From its depths, a dozen Dungeon Cores, pulsing with infernal energy, were flung across the land. Their dark presence corrupts the very essence of the world, casting a vile shadow over all that once flourished in the light. The sun now cowers behind an eternal eclipse, and in its absence, fear and despair grip the hearts of the innocent. Monsters, once mere whispers in the night, now boldly roam the lands during the ceaseless twilight. Villages fall silent, kingdoms stand on the brink of collapse, and the future teeters on a razor's edge. But deeper within these newly arisen dungeons lie challenges unfathomable and treasures untold, growing more daunting with each descent. Each Core holds the power to seal away a fragment of the darkness, yet also promises a trial by fire where only the most resolute may endure. Heroes from every race and creed hear the call of fate. Will you be among the brave souls to forge through this night eternal, to reclaim the light by vanquishing the shadows? Gather your strength, steel your will, and prepare for an odyssey into the very heart of darkness. What will you do, adventurers, as you stand before the yawning portal and the path that beckons beyond?

What is the dream of twilight!? The curtain call of the end of the show? that radiant star in pink singing along with the world! Dear listeners, that heartbeat you hear at the end of the corridor is real, follow its call, and it will lead all astray. Where you end up is how you lived like a path, we all want something, but when it stops the chorus sings praise from your bloody broken body, that is the waking, so I ask all of you who is your moonlight waiting for you at that star beach? What are you fighting for in the end?

Evelyn De La Obelia was a princess that so beautiful but she was stupid she was used by her love Jayden De Chorus to kill the crown prince William De Obelia in the end Evelyn executed Kayla was a normal girl she knows Evelyn because of the novel and once she dies and reincarnated as Evelyn when Evelyn still 2-year-old but something different in the novel Evelyn didn't get love from her mother and father but now her mother and father love him so much but he will get little by little Evelyn memories but she didn't remember such important memories that Evelyn was a childhood friend of Alexander De Castilo Alexander De Castilo was a cold guy that well known among women he has a bad childhood

Jana gana mana …" The schoolboy squirmed. Another two minutes? He knew he should stand at attention. The drillmaster's cane loomed large."Vindhya Himachal …"He grunted in discomfort. This was unbearable. He considered making a dash; after all he was in the last row. What if the master noticed? The cane loomed again. He gritted his teeth."Tava shubha …"This is it. He cast his eyes around."Jaya he …"He started running."Jaya he …"He was almost there."Jaya he …"The chorus floated from afar. He was already in the toilet, heaving a relieved sigh. --Subramaniam Mohan, Chennai   THE WINDOW (2nd Prize) On a windy winter morning, a woman looked out of the window.The only thing she saw, a garden. A smile spread across her face as she spotted Maria, her daughter, in the middle of the garden enjoying the weather. It started drizzling. Maria started dancing joyfully.She tried to wave to her daughter, but her elbow was stuck, her arm hurt, her smile turned upside down. Reality came crashing down as the drizzle turned into a storm. Maria's murdered corpse consumed her mind.On a windy winter morning, a woman looked out of the window of her jail cell. Jana gana mana …" The schoolboy squirmed. Another two minutes? He knew he should stand at attention. The drillmaster's cane loomed large."Vindhya Himachal …"He grunted in discomfort. This was unbearable. He considered making a dash; after all he was in the last row. What if the master noticed? The cane loomed again. He gritted his teeth."Tava shubha …"This is it. He cast his eyes around."Jaya he …"He started running."Jaya he …"He was almost there."Jaya he …"The chorus floated from afar. He was already in the toilet, heaving a relieved sigh. --Subramaniam Mohan, Chennai   THE WINDOW (2nd Prize) On a windy winter morning, a woman looked out of the window.The only thing she saw, a garden. A smile spread across her face as she spotted Maria, her daughter, in the middle of the garden enjoying the weather. It started drizzling. Maria started dancing joyfully.She tried to wave to her daughter, but her elbow was stuck, her arm hurt, her smile turned upside down. Reality came crashing down as the drizzle turned into a storm. Maria's murdered corpse consumed her mind.On a windy winter morning, a woman looked out of the window of her jail cell.

Hi beauty can I sit her hey I am talking to you no it not free what about here,it free right ? go find a different sit do you know who I am? I don't fucking care you are getting me out of patience woman who the hell are you ? if you are drunk go look for somewhere to stay I...like your body I stand up to slap his face and he got my hand not so fast beauty, I say I love your body A punch from nowhere landed on his face. you don't just sit and let him harass you Thanks.... I raise my head to see the face I feel disgust for. You again........ we both chorus. Guys I am new here please support and guide me please if any mistake please correct me and no insult is allowed. thanks

Leon sat cross-legged in the middle of his dimly lit room, his brows furrowed in intense concentration. A single candle flickered beside him, casting long shadows on his face. With his narrowed eyes, a slightly crooked grin, and his hood draped low over his head, Leon looked less like an innocent 12-year-old experimenting with magic and more like a nefarious villain from a cheap mystery novel. In front of him sat his subject of choice—a small, trembling gray cat with wide, terrified eyes. Its tail twitched nervously, and it tried to edge away, but Leon's outstretched hands blocked its escape. “Don’t be scared,” Leon whispered in a low, gravelly tone, trying to be reassuring. “This will… probably be fine.” To the cat, however, his words sounded like a devilish chant. Its fur bristled as it tried to back away, but Leon gently nudged it closer with a book. “Trust me,” he said again, his grin widening. To the cat, it looked like the grin of a madman. Leon raised his hands, ready to channel his fusion magic. He had this brilliant idea—maybe if he combined the cat’s natural agility with some enchanted fabric, he could create the ultimate stealth companion! He focused, energy swirling in his hands— BAM! The door to his room exploded inward with a deafening crash. “LEON!” shouted a chorus of voices. Startled, Leon’s magic surged uncontrollably. The glowing energy veered off course, missed the cat entirely, and hit the pile of uniforms scattered near his bed. In an instant, there was a brilliant flash of light, a puff of ominous black smoke, and a strange sizzling sound. As the smoke cleared, Leon’s friends—Aiden, Samual, and Felix—stood frozen in the doorway, coughing and waving the smoke away. Their eyes adjusted to the scene: a very guilty-looking Leon, a terrified cat darting under the bed, and the unmistakable sight of a bright red bikini hanging off the edge of Leon’s desk, glimmering faintly with leftover magical energy. “What… the… hell?” Aiden muttered, his gaze darting between Leon and the bikini. Samual blinked, then smirked. “Leon,” he said slowly, his tone dripping with mockery, “I didn’t know you had… interesting hobbies.” Felix, the youngest of the group and usually the quietest, pointed at the smoke still curling from the bikini and whispered, “Is that… black magic?” “Wait, no!” Leon exclaimed, scrambling to his feet. “It’s not what it looks like! I was fusing! The magic just… misfired!” Samual crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. “Oh, sure, Leon. Because the first thing every 12-year-old fuses is a bikini. Totally normal.” Aiden leaned against the doorframe, pretending to look thoughtful. “It must be black magic,” he said with a mock-serious tone. “How else could a loser like Leon accidentally summon a bikini?”

This is the story of Alpha Carson and his mate Katie. It is backstory for Alpha Aaron's parents as requested by one of my readers. (Alpha Aaron is seen in the books Alpha Lilly, Orphan Wolf, Raised by Wolves, Not The Alpha, and Brayden.) If you haven't read the other books I'll give you a heads up this story centers around an extremely abusive relationship. (Not a happy ending) Read at your own risk. Story excerpt "Hurry up, Katie! Time to shift." Zoey pushes me snapping me out of my daze. I quickly strip and shift shaking out my alburn fur. A dominant howl rings over us and we all join in the chorus. Alpha Carson takes off running followed closely by Beta James. The rest of the pack quickly joins them running past each other jumping around. Alot of adults acting like pups. I love it! My wolf is getting ancy. She wants me to take off full speed. She is howling for control. I concede to her desire somewhat and we take off dodging under the larger wolves. I am exceptionally small allowing me to slip between the massive warriors. Before I know it I am nearly in the front. Everyone knows never to pass out the Alpha... but apparently my wolf forgot this rule as she forces us ahead. Soon we are in the lead and pulling away from the pack. In an instant I feel hot breath on my back. Before I can register what is happening I am pinned under a large male wolf... the Alpha.

(I have a Book called, Authors Grace) Within the pages of "An Authors World" a captivating book that transcends time and space, lies a collection of extraordinary stories that will transport you to realms both familiar and fantastical. Each tale in this enchanting anthology weaves together threads of emotions, mysteries, and adventures, inviting readers to embark on a journey through the depths of human experience. From the whimsical landscapes of forgotten dreams to the haunting echoes of bygone eras, "SOAAW" unveils the hidden corners of imagination. Prepare to be enthralled by stories that dance between reality and fantasy, where ordinary lives collide with extraordinary circumstances. In these pages, you'll encounter an enigmatic alchemist searching for the elixir of eternal life, a ghostly apparition seeking redemption in a forgotten manor, and a time traveler caught in a web of paradoxes. Explore worlds where mythical creatures roam ancient forests, where forbidden love blossoms amidst war-torn kingdoms, and where ordinary objects hold extraordinary powers. As you delve deeper into an authors secrets and you'll witness the kaleidoscope of human emotions, from the depths of despair to the heights of hope. These tales will challenge your perceptions of reality, spark your imagination, and awaken the inner wanderer within you. Written by a chorus of talented voices, "SOAAW" embraces the diversity of storytelling, offering narratives that span genres and eras. Whether you seek spine-tingling mysteries, heartwarming tales of friendship, or thought-provoking explorations of the human condition, this book holds something to captivate every reader. So, step into the pages of "SOAAW" and embark on a timeless adventure that will leave an indelible mark on your imagination. Discover the beauty of fleeting moments, the power of untold stories, and the magic that lies within the pages of this extraordinary book.

Zhen, a soldier disillusioned by the Emperor's tyranny, finds destiny etched in the cold stone of the Dragon's Fang. This ancient weapon whispers of a just future, a beacon of hope in a kingdom choked by oppression. Led by its whispers, Zhen deserts his oath and joins the rebels, a band of misfits united against the Emperor's iron fist. But Zhen's path is not paved with easy victories. The whispers of the Fang guide him through treacherous mountain passes and into the viper's nest of the palace, where Lady Lan, the Emperor's venomous advisor, plots their demise. Trust is a fragile thing, tested by whispers of doubt and suspicion, sown by Lady Lan's cunning hand. Meanwhile, Li Wei, the Crown Prince, harbors a growing disillusionment with his father's rule. The whispers of the Fang resonate within him, a spark of rebellion flickering in his heart. When Zhen and Li Wei join forces, the fragile truce with the Emperor shatters. The storm breaks. Rebels rise in every corner of the land, their voices a chorus echoing the whispers of the Fang. Zhen and Li Wei must tread a treacherous path, navigating court intrigue and battlefield valor, forging alliances with disillusioned nobles and uniting the rebels under a single banner. But the Emperor is not easily toppled. His iron fist crushes dissent with ruthless efficiency, and his whispers of fear and paranoia cast a long shadow. Can Zhen and Li Wei overcome the odds, their alliance a beacon of hope against an empire built on oppression? Will the whispers of the Dragon's Fang guide them to victory, or will they be consumed by the flames of rebellion they have ignited? The fate of the kingdom hangs in the balance, a thrilling tale of hope and defiance woven from the echoes of a weapon whispering of freedom.

BEHOLD THE CHARACTER OF ONE OF THE MASQUERADES OF "OWU- ORINUSUNU" POPULARLY CALLED AJIGBODO (OWU- EZE). The Ajigbodo, popularly known as Owu-Eze, is one of the most fearful masks that displays its acrobatic performance on the grand finale of the "owu-orinusunu", popularly known as "owu-chachachai" by the good people of Rumuji in Emohua L.G.A., of Rivers State, South-South, Nigeria. The masque performs its skills using a cane to scare people away and a bell to announce its arrival to the dancing stage. As the name implies, owu-eze, meaning the supreme masquerade. The masquerade is usually covered by an umbrella (nfomini) which prevents rain or sun rays from touching the masquerader. It takes the masquerade three good hours before it completes its performance. The marine mask is so ugly that pregnant and expectant mothers hide their faces, as well as shattering fresh eggs on the horrible cloak, entreating them not to inhibit their wombs that their babies at birth may not mimic the face of the ugly mask. On hearing the name, and the chorus of the ajigbodo, there comes an unprecedented wind, people, old and young, male and female youngsters start falling on the ground because they may have been possessed by the marine spirit which accompanied the ugly masquerade, ajigbodo. Note that the "black and white" photograph was captured at Rumuji community in the 1930s while the other was taken at the same place were the former was captured, at Mgbuoda playground (Ama-oregbu), Rumuji Odegnu on the 27th June, 2021. It might also interest you to know that this ancient masquerade was introduced by Ohna Eluke Ovu-ordu of Rumu-Ewhezzaa in the 18th century, as this ancient culture is very much alive till today. More of these are seen in a history book titled "A Compendium of the History, Origin, Culture and Tradition of Odegnu Kingdom." Red Rex