Pistol Cartoon

In one fateful day, the world has suddenly turned into chaos as zombies appeared from every major city on the planet. Millions were killed each day and the world government collapsed in just a month. Just as the world was about to lose hope, one person, Thomas Estaris, awakened a system that allows him to summon weapons like pistols, assault rifles, even heavy weaponry such as tanks and helicopters. Will he be able to save the world from its destruction caused by the zombies or die trying?

A normal high school boy name shinn, he was the just a normal high school boy until the day he got shotted by a pistol of a unknown enemy and died, he got reincarnated in a new world called ARIES. Shinn wakes up from his long and deep sleep, he's sitting on a empty white abyss nothing but silence, until a woman's voice speaks, "welcome to the void, to choose your next world, please tell me your new name and not your previous one. " shinn choose his favorite character name called HANEUL, after that he lost consciousness and woke up on a unfamiliar library room without anyone inside. he introduced himself to the nearby classroom called HSC, or the HUNTES CLASS , the school he's in, is the HSH, or the HUNGERS HIGH, located at the fifth region of this new world called aries the hunters high, is one of the most powerful school in all of zayin, they hunt, and they kill monsters that invades their world. haneul, nominated as the class president of the HSC classroom, and won the election, the reason he got chosen is because he was a skilled hunter since his day 1 in HSH. now haneul, will continue his life as a class president and a skilled assasin and hunter on this new world.

A Filipino high student from Leyte, named Basilio Valencia died in a landslide but was reincarnated into another world, which is a partial modern and fantasy world with some modern technology. But thanks to an ability called Tech, he still has his phone, journal, and laptop, as well as some pens and journaling equipment. Thus, he can still listen to his favorite songs and watch his favorite shows, anime, and movies from his previous life through his gadgets. Seeing his creature comforts being reincarnated with him, Basilio thought that he would recontinue his partially changed way of life, but his luck ran out when he almost died in a hostile army known as the Vamzom (Vampire-Zombie) Army. That army, which a Demon Sorcerer cursed to be blood-thirsty creatures that are more like a hybrid of both vampires and zombies, was killing humans and other races that had blood with combat helicopters, pistols, and swords for their blood. But then, the army regained their humanity partially when they realized what they had done to him and the other humans and races. So, they regretted their actions and worked hard to save him. But, while Basilio was in a coma, their leader, Ruslan Makesa, driven by guilt, took his own life by stabbing himself with his Blood Sword, before placing his powers as a Vamzom in a box; he intended to pass that and his leadership to the Basilio once he survive and wake up from his coma. And so, after Basilio had survived and woken up from his 2-month-long coma, the army apologized to Basilio and asked him to lead them, promising to be good to all races. Basilio was shocked but he forgave them, taking Ruslan's leadership with his own morals and ideals. So, after that, Basilio built a country with the Vamzom race that is civilized and friendly with his cultural traits and morals as a Filipino in his previous life, as well as modeling the new nation, known as the Ruslav Nation, after the Philippine republic. But Basilio discovered that there is a race called Otherworlders, which he was a part of, and took this as an opportunity to make alliances with them. But will Basilio adapt to this new life in a strange world? Warning: The photo used for the book cover is NOT mine! Credits go to the original owner!

"Oga kpata kpata! Oga no na isisi! Oga no n' enu!" He greeted his boss who was sitted in the dimly lit spacious office with his back turned to him. "What's new?" The Boss answered with a cold emotionless voice. The smoke from his pipe engulfing the room. "The Alaye don show, he just touch down Chinua Achebe Airspace." The fellow answered, he being part of the activity his boss engaged in didn't flinch at the sight or breathe of the atmosphere almost two inches thick which he stood in the midst of, firm like an Iroko ready to wait on his boss' command. "Interesting! Get her to keep an eye on him, you, keep an eye on them..." And as he spun himself on the swivel to face him, he asked, "Is that clear?" "I dey for you Oga m, I dey for you, asap!" He replied with a slight bow. With a wave of one of his palms, both hands were now rested on the table, he dismisses him. He left with a bow and a final greeting as another guard armed with only a pistol hails the boss and proceeds to shut the door behind him. The boss spun himself repeatedly and when he had finally settled, he smirked as he released puffs of cloud from his nostrils...

Number Nine is a man who exists on the edge of everything. A ruthless killer, precise and calculating, his actions leave no room for weakness or hesitation. But beneath the silence of his cold exterior lies a fractured past-a web of lies, pain, and memories that he himself doesn't fully understand. With a pistol as his only companion, Number Nine drifts through a city teeming with chaos and corruption, an enigma to all who cross his path. He never speaks of his past, never explains his purpose. The world may try to box him in with labels and theories, but he is no one's puppet. Not a monster, not a hero-just a shadow who moves in the space between. As he moves through the streets, leaving only death in his wake, one question lingers: who is Number Nine, really? And will he ever be more than the sum of his fractured past?

(warning:r18+ and strong mature content) In a world shrouded in darkness, two souls collided in a dance of destruction.Each harboring secrets that could annihilate them, found themselves inexplicably drawn to the very flame that could consume them. Their lives are a labyrinth of shadows, woven with deceit and bloodlust. Yet, amidst the chaos, they discover a glimmer of light in each other's eyes. A spark that ignited a passion so fierce, it threatened to incinerate them both. Shante Jarret,a siren of seduction,had built a fotress around her heart. But Madden,a maestro of control had a way of dismantling her defenses. With each whispered promises,he chipped away at her armor, exposing the vulnerable soul beneath. Madden Banks,a billionaire with a taste of darkness,had grown accustomed to shadows. But Shante,a female fatale with a kiss that could kill, awakened a hunger within him. A hunger that drove him to crave her touch,her taste,her very essence. As they navigated the treacherous landscapes of their desires,they found themselves bound by an unbreakable thread. A thread woven from the fabric of their own darkness,yet illuminated by the light they discover in eachother. Shante's past was marked by the brutal murder of her parents and her own rape at the age of five,perpetrated by the gangsters she has now taken care of. She has risen from the ashes,forging a new identity as the enigmatic leader of an underground club society. The club,a deadly society of dangerous seductress and evil gigolos,was built on a foundation of darkness and deception. Their mission was clear,hunt,seduce,manipulate,play and take down their targets within three days. The penalty for failure is death and the cardinal rule is simple: NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH YOUR PREY. Shante received a mission,one that will test her skills and push her to a limit of sanity. Her target - Madden Banks,the same billionaire who awoke a hunger within her. As she delved deeper into his world,she found herself torn between her loyalty to the club and her growing fasination with Madden. *** Excerpt "Hello, I'm Te," Shante purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she extended a manicured hand. Madden's gaze narrowed, his eyes lingering on her face before responding, "Te, as in Tea?" Shante's smile faltered for a moment, her anger simmering just below the surface. But she quickly regained her composure, her voice taking on a husky tone. "No, as in Teeeeee... Short for Shante." Madden's expression remained impassive, his voice curt. "Madden." He turned his attention back to Tyra, dismissing Shante altogether. "I'll be on my way now sissy." He smiled softly. Tyra was about to whine but Shante did the whining instead. "C'mon, it's not so gentlemanly to go without at least taking us on a date." Madden's gaze was fixed on Tyra like she was the only one there and no one said a word. "Later,sis." He winked at Tyra. "What the f..." She scoffed,her eyes flashed with anger, her face burning with indignation,she had never been ignored all her life. That bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau... === "Madd..." Shante hollered as she stormed into his glistening study,her eyes blazing with fury. Madden looked up from his desk, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes and a sarcastic smile on his lips. "...are you fucking running mad,how dare you change my project to cartoon,you have any idea how many nights that took me?" She spat angrily. "Leave my fucking space,get the hell outta my house and I won't be able to irritate you again." He spoke nonchalantly. Shante's anger boiled over, her palms slapping against his desk. "You can ask well bring it on, cause I'm not leaving even if it's burning to ashes..." *** In the twisted game of cat and mouse, they're both predator and prey. Each move calculated,each kiss a gamble. But as the stakes grew higher,they realize that the greatest danger isn't the secret they kept,but the love they couldn't deny.

Captain Leon Winston of the Western Command of the Kingdom of Ripon, Domestic Intelligence Division. Despite his elegant and noble appearance, he is known as the "Vampire of Campton" for his relentless torture of rebels, making him both revered and cursed by allies and enemies alike. "I always wanted to shove my pistol into you and stir it around." Oddly enough, the maid of the torture chamber, Sally Bristol, became the object of his uncontrollable desire, much like the rage he felt towards the rebels. She was just an ordinary, unremarkable woman... So why did the scent of her blood keep arousing him? The mystery didn't last long. The moment her name slipped from the lips of a rebel spy, he realized it. He no longer needed to suppress his violent desires. "I refrained because I didn't want to hurt a good girl, but now there's no need to hold back. Thank you, Sally. Oh, no... Grace." If you want to live, beg me. You never know, I might just grant your wish. RATED-18

It wasn't on purpose. When Maria stole a peculiar book from one of her classmates, she thought nothing of it since her classmate didn't seem too fond of reading; Maria thought she could get away with it, however, she never expected the book to hold such secrets. Working as a barista in the city of Quezon, Maria discovers that not only was the book she had once read predicting the end of the world, but her old pocket watch was the key to figuring out its secrets. Before she knew it, chaos started to unfold, claiming the lives of thousands as deadly games began to appear all over the world, forcing humans to become players to survive. Maria never imagined that an old book series could lead to such catastrophes. Can a book with hundreds of pages stacked together— really be the sole reason for the end of humanity? Left with no other choice, Maria uses her knowledge from the books to navigate through the looming perils before her. With the desire to meet the beings that heralded the world's end and uncover the mysteries shrouding her books, Maria strove to survive and adapt to her new reality, even if it meant being tangled between life and death. In a world brimming with tales, akin to the multitude of stars gleaming in the nocturnal skies or the depths of the vast ocean yet to be explored, the story of searching for one's ending begins... * * * TL;DR: What to expect: -Slow Paced Story -Character Development  -A Fantasy, Post-Apocalyptic World -Mysteries! -Diverse Characters  -Family Conflict and Comradeship  -Sub-Plot Romance between Two Women -3.4k-3.8k Word Count per Chapter -Mistakes in grammar or prose since English is not my Native Language What NOT to expect: -Overpowered MC -Reverse Harem -LitRPG * * * Before reading this story, please note that this story will not be a short one. This story is inspired by many unlimited-flow Chinese novels I often read, Alice in Borderland, and my childhood favorite cartoon show, Adventure Time. Although this is my first time writing a story and may be an amateur, there would also be some terrible grammar, prose, and repetition of words since English is not my native language, I still hope that some of you will be able to enjoy reading this story I created during quarantine.  This story may also be slow in terms of updating, but I'll try my best to upload frequently or find a schedule to upload the chapters. I accept any form of criticism, tips, and advice!

Araon is a quiet, introspective child navigating the challenges of elementary school. Often lost in his thoughts and feelings of isolation, he struggles to connect with his classmates during his journey from kindergarten to higher grades. While his parents are at work, he immerses himself in Pokémon cartoons and games, sparking his imagination and creating a vibrant world filled with imaginary Pokémon friends. One day, after a long day at school, Araon drifts into a deep sleep and awakens in a fantastical Pokémon realm. In this dream world, he embarks on an extraordinary adventure to become a Pokémon Trainer. Along the way, he encounters unique Pokémon, faces thrilling challenges, and discovers the true meaning of friendship and bravery. This journey not only promises to change his life forever but also reveals the magic and wonder hidden within his own imagination.

Born to become a vampire hunter but cursed with one eye and a short stature, Alex Pistol can only watch as her siblings become what she never could. Alex wants to have a calling to the legacy her family carries, but the only thing calling to her is the blood running through the veins of others. It entices her, but so do the voices in her head.

**A world based in the world of DND but not exactly like it. *DON'T think about the rules of DND when reading because remember, as it is a story, it will flow as I see fit. Not only that but I will be adding in spells and abilities to each class, that don't exist in regular dnd games. It will seem like an rpg game with dnd elements lol.** A young human slave that forgot everything except for a princess that called him 'elder brother' and taught him magic. A supposed cowardly gnome monk with drink in his very tightly wrapped hands. A halfling ranger constantly scratching at a black steel arrow with mysterious origins in her quiver. A seemingly cold but talented tiefling beauty with druidic powers that is rumored to be a loner and even hates... men? A half-giant barbarian with an often grizzly behavior. A drow with her head in the books and her hand on her pistol. All very different from one another. Each with fates of their own. But all these fates are converging into one as they all meet in an unexpected place. "ACCEPTING NEW APPLICANTS TO THE BEST ADVENTURING ACADEMY IN VANHAVEN!" A strange set of fates indeed.

based on the movie “ free guy “ just watch the movie . where a extra character becomes sentient . and must now protect the mc . with connection to the camera man with god like abilities . ( notice : some of these characters are depicted without a face . They have a head but not a face like a mannequin . You’ve seen faceless side characters before if you watch a cartoon , manga or anime ) the novel is set in an anime . requirement goal for next chapter : -1 review -1 collection

War was all he knew. The “God of the Battlefield,” Jackson“Jax” Vane had earned his title by turning the tide of every skirmish he fought. With unparalleled marksmanship , he wielded his twin pistols, Whisper and Bang, like extensions of his arms. His every bullet found its mark, his presence was overwhelming striking fear into foes. But on the blood-soaked field of his final battle a mysterious explosion shattered the world around him, leaving him hovering on the edge of death. When he opened his eyes again, it wasn’t the afterlife that greeted him. It was another world. In this strange and fantastical land where the clashes of blades, Martial arts and a mysterious power called Qi reigns supreme , Jax finds himself an anomaly. Armed only with his two guns , he is outnumbered, outmatched, and completely out of place OR so it seemed….

Nobody knew at the beginning of "Heaven" that the game itself would be awakened and gain complete self awareness to forid paying for game credits. After 10 years of development, Heaven's game credit has become the only currency interchangeable between reality and virtual reality. Inside the room, a player raises a pistol and points it at his very own head. Previously, he led a comfortable life as the son of a rich couple. But now, he was in a state of misery and destitution because of Heaven. He travels 10 years back in time and returns to the point in time when Heaven was to begin in a week's time. Being reborn, what was Chu You going to decide this time... P. S. The storyline is toxic and the protagonist is hardly sane. He is consumed by vengeance and acts wantonly. For entertainment solely. Read at your own risk.

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days

In the vast multiverse, a legendary being named Sahil Patel stands at the pinnacle of existence. His status transcends the boundaries of mere mortals, as he possesses unimaginable power and a plethora of talents that defy comprehension. Sahil is not bound by conventional limitations; he is a master of reality itself, equipped with a system that grants him the ability to edit anything according to his desires. Upon the moment of his birth and integration with the system, Sahil and his boundless capabilities become intertwined, forging a connection that ensures their lives are inseparable. The system, sworn to never harm its master in any way—physically, mentally, or otherwise—exists solely to aid Sahil in his adventurous journey through life. Sahil Patel's attributes are beyond quantification, with levels exceeding 999 in every conceivable category. His eyes possess unparalleled vision, including the Eye of Heaven, All-Seeing Eyes, Eye of Technology, Eye of True Vision, Eye of Insight, Pupil of Time and Space Nirvana, Omniscient Eye, and more. As for his class, occupation, and talents, Sahil boasts an extensive array of SSSSS+ level abilities, including Endless Extraction, Multiverse Extraction, Dream Maker, 100% Drop Rate, Elemental Control, Game Clone, Permanent Buff, Illusion, Monster Merging, and countless others. These talents are locked, waiting to be unlocked at Sahil's whim, offering a vast array of possibilities for his journey. His bloodline remains shrouded in mystery, and his mana/Qi is limitless. Sahil possesses an innate Dao Body, a Gamer Body, a God Emperor Glazed Body, and various other divine physiques that make him an immortal force to be reckoned with. Sahil's Dao is an Ultra-Ancient Supreme God-Level Dao, and his aura is that of the Lord of Aura, complemented by the Banished Immortal Aura emanating from the Ultimate Star. Halo-wise, he is the Lord of Halo, while his charm level stands at an astonishing 999+. Titles such as Undeniable Charm adorn Sahil's legendary persona, and his magical prowess is infinite. His skills include Instant Mastery*100 million, Magic Barrier, Soul Detection, Calm Aura, Absolute Control, and many more. Martial arts and soul weapons are in abundance, with an infinite variety at his disposal. The powers and abilities bestowed upon Sahil include the reality-editing prowess of the Reality Editor, the vast knowledge of the Digital Library of Heaven Path + Ai, and the omnipotent skill of All-Creation. His inventory consists of enigmatic items such as the All-Rounded Void Camera, King Treasure, and Quantum Smart Phone. Sahil's personal shop transcends imagination, containing everything from movies, TV series, novels, games, comics, cartoons, anime, and more. He even possesses a Minecraft world with creative and survival modes, a world-travel ability, and a pocket world under his absolute control. In summary, Sahil Patel, the Perfect Embodiment with Meta Probability Manipulation, stands as an unrivaled force in the cosmos, wielding the power to shape reality itself and embark on an adventure beyond the limits of imagination. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- AN OVERPOWERED CHARACTER THT YOU CAN WISH

Oh hey there! Welcome to my totally not your average novel. I'm Natsuo, your humble guide (well, maybe not that humble) through this wild rollercoaster of a story. Buckle up because things are about to get real. So, picture this: I was just your regular guy—well, if by regular you mean born into a family of portal-hopping "Dimension Walkers," betrayed by a kingdom, and accidentally sold my soul to Lucifer. Oops. Now I’ve got these wicked powers like gaining all knowledge (yes, I’m a genius), multiplying anything by a trillion (imagine a trillion-dollar pizza), and copying abilities (basically, I'm like the ultimate cheat code). Oh, and did I mention I’m emotionless now? Yeah, turns out selling your soul has some side effects. Who knew? Anyway, things went downhill real fast when the Night Commander decided to try and kill me and my best friend Minami. Spoiler alert: didn’t work. But, in a twist of fate (and some magic portals), I ended up in a new dimension where I ran into some really "interesting" characters, like a dude in a red suit named G.W.A.K.(Guy with a katana) He’s kind of like a talking cartoon with a katana—breaks the fourth wall and cracks jokes like there's no tomorrow. Honestly, he might be funnier than Luci, my annoying floating eyeball companion. Now, with these crazy new powers, I’m hopping between dimensions, stealing abilities from other powerful freaks, and maybe trying to find a way to reclaim my soul before Lucifer decides she wants more than just a one-time deal. Did I mention I don’t play nice? Yeah, if you’re looking for a hero, you’re probably in the wrong place. But hey, stick around! There’s betrayal, epic fights, fourth-wall-breaking shenanigans, and enough sarcasm to fill an entire kingdom. Oh, and if you’re reading this, you might want to keep your eyes peeled—I might just be watching you. discord server:- https://discord.gg/QkbYtJEZ

Duan Holster 24 tahun berambut hitam dan mata hitam seorang mahasiswa tingkat akhir yang tinggal bersama neneknya. Duan bekerja sebagai penjaga toko, setelah mengakhiri kelas, setiap siang hari hingga malam, Duan bekerja selama 10 jam. Pada suatu hari Sebuah serangan terjadi dalam serangan pada toko tempatnya bekerja, tiga perampok datang ke tokonya, satu dari jauh menodong pistol, dua orang mencoba mendekat dengan salah satunya membawa pisau. "Beri semuanya atau mati" Rampok meminta. "Tolong tenang, ambil saja ini semua". Sepertinya pekerjaan ku berakhir disini pikir Duan. Pria terakhir mencoba mengambil uang dalam penyimpanan. "Minggir jangan melakukan apapun" Pach!!, sebuah pukulan mendarat di pipi Duan dan Dia terlempar membenturkan kepala belakang mengenai meja kasir di belakangnya. 'Sial ambil saja tidak usah memukul' pikir Duan dalam benaknya. Duan berdiri dengan sedikit linglung, pria yang membawa pisau mencoba menusuknya, Duan menghindarinya ke kanan menyerempet lengan kirin, Duan memposisikan kaki kanannya ingin maju ke depan tapi merasakan bahaya, Dia melompat mundur dan dan suara bang bang kaca disamping Duan sebelum pecah. Duan dengan reflek langsung menunduk 'Sial kenapa bergerak sih' mereka waspada terhadap perlawanan Duan. Duan memberi sarat dengan mengangkat dua tangan keatas mencoba berdiri untuk menyerah tapi di abaikan oleh pria membawa pisau. Wuss wuss wuus, tiga tusukan yang cepat dilakukan ke arah dada nya. 'uhh!!!' tusuk terakhir mengenai ulu hati dan suara pistol meletus 'bang! bang!' peluru mengenai kepalanya dan Duan terjatuh terkapar dengan wajar menghadap lantai, darah mulai membanjiri area tersebut. Delapan detik sebelum kematian kenangan terlintas dalam pikirannya 'aku tidak memiliki banyak kenangan indah untuk dibawa mati' Dia yang di besarkan oleh neneknya saja yang tidak memiliki teman seorang pun karena terlalu lusuh. Setelah kegelapan pun datang di pikirannya dan Duan mati, setelah beberapa waktu berlalu, Dalam kegelapan Duan Merasakan hangat. Matanya terbuka!!!

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.

Kazumi Katsuragi, 17 years old, once trapped in the unforgiving world of the undead, now finds herself alone in a land that is unkown. With the gun in her hand, what challenges awaits Kazumi in this new land? World? No cheat No hidden power No overpowered servants Just a girl and her gun In a world where magic exist, how far can she make it?

‘‘What in God’s name is happening’’ Martha asked as she properly wore Marcus’ jacket and rolled the sleeve till it was her arm’s length. ‘The thing I have been shielding everyone from’ I answered running a hand through my hair. ‘’And what is that?’’ she asked pulling off her shoes. ‘Nothing you need to know about Milky way’ I said to her. ‘’You did not just mean that! I almost just got hit right now Sir and you are still telling me I need not know?’’ she asked in a slightly elevated hushed tone. ‘I’ll explain it all to you but do you see that car over there’ I asked pointing towards my car and she nodded. ‘I am going to cover you and I want you to run as hard as you can. Do you hear me?’ I asked looking at her directly. ‘’You might not know this but I am a level four combatant now but my dad put a pause to my trainings because of my studies so the least I can do is run’’ she said with a shrug of her shoulders. ‘I know everything about you L4 combatant. On my count of three, you run’ I said as I pulled out an Akdal Ghost TR01 pistol from the back of my pants. ‘One Two…’ I started but she cut me off, ‘’don’t get hit Milky Way’’ she said and I chortled lightly, surprised that she was still worrying about me even though I put her in harm’s way only a couple of seconds ago and at the nickname she just reciprocated in calling me. ‘I’ll try. Three!’ I said and she started running while I side ran with her shooting at the direction the bullet came from the other time. Because I was running, the bullets fired back did not touch me at first but before I got to my car, I was shot in my arm. I opened the door of the car to get in and was expecting Martha to do same but that was when I turned back and saw it. Martha did not make it to the car, she was sprawled on the floor, in her red dress, with her blood flowing from her side.

It was a life without regret. My parents were in good health, and I wasn’t homey enough for me to combine my studies and part-time jobs. I like fantasy, martial arts, games, fiction movies, cartoons… I’m a normal high school student who likes these things. That was certainly true until ten years ago. This is not the earth. A fantasy world dominated by powerful people. Savage utopia. It is a world where you can take anything with you if you have physical strength. Author: Farnar

In a contemporary world similar to ours, an impossible climate event occurs, intense rains cover the planet. The media and digital influencers speculate about the phenomenon. Hours later, people begin to report that they gained powers inspired by cartoons, anime and movies, after hearing a mysterious voice. When the storm subsides, monsters emerge, causing global chaos. World leaders panic, and influencers show off their skills online. The world is thrust into a new era of uncertainty, where the supernatural becomes part of everyday life.

"You've been a very bad boy sweetheart. Do you know what happens to bad boys?" I question my victim. A Cheshire cat grin came across my face as I aimed the pistol at his head and pulled the trigger. Avanelle Day is one of many girls whose heart has been broken multiple times. When she witnesses her long term boyfriend's infidelity, she is at her breaking point. An agency that specializes in capturing and erasing the lives of men who are a menace to society, recruits her and molds her into a killing machine. Being an assassin with major trust issues and a heart of stone, she has no interest in having a significant other. What will happen when Zane Anderson, the complete opposite of the assassin, gets caught up in the raging fire of her life?

In the magical realm of Mythoria , guns are relics of a forgotten era, seen as nothing more than curiosities—less effective than a wooden sword against the enchanted beasts and powerful sorcerers that inhabit the land. The world relies on magic, and those without it are often seen as weak and insignificant. This is a world where spells shape society, and the arcane arts are the ultimate form of power. Enter Alaric, a carefree and self-centered nobleman, infamous for his lack of magical talent. Despite his noble lineage, Alaric is a disappointment to his family and peers, more interested in living a life of leisure than engaging in the pursuits of magic. His lack of magical ability made him a constant target of mockery and disdain within the noble circles. On his Fifteenth birthday, Alaric's father, tired of his son's aimless existence, gifts him an old, dusty pistol as a cruel joke—a symbol of his uselessness in a world dominated by magic. Little do they know, this seemingly archaic weapon holds secrets that will soon change the fate of Mythoria.

Matthew navigates a world teeming with crime and a hint of comedy and romance. He endeavors to carve his name into history as the greatest outlaw ever. Join him as he charts a path through a parallel Earth, where chaos reigns, and the line between crime and heroism blurs. -------------------------------------------------------------- A few things to clear before you read - -> The novel follows a steady moderate pace with gradual world-building and character development. So if you are looking for a novel where mc gets a system, completes quests and gets op in like 2 chapters, this books is not for you. -> I have worked hard on the world-building and characters to make it rich and deep so, you can safely raise your expectations. -> The novel may get a bit dark in future chapters. Also there will be romance and intimate scenes (nothing explicit though). Patreon - https://patreon.com/user?u=111552903&utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink --------------------------------------------------------------- Excerpt:- And as he thought about the consequences of his actions today - THERE. WERE. NONE. 'There are no consequences.' Matthew repeated in his head. He smiled evilly. In his previous life he was trapped by what society and ethics expected of him. His true identity, full of rebellion, defiance and a strong desire for freedom, got buried under the pressure of what society deemed acceptable. The rules acted like chains, holding back the wild parts of who he really was. But as Matthew stepped out of the shower and looked at himself in the mirror, he realized something - In this new world, those chains were broken, and he could finally let loose and be his true self without worrying about what society thought. Finally he can be the man he always was, finally he can be free. And as he made the conscious decision to accept this newly discovered version of himself - he felt free, he felt creative, powerful, charged, INVINCIBLE. He had never thought that he could feel all these things so vividly. He was no longer the Matthew Marshall form his previous world. A great man once said - "When do you think a person dies? When a bullet from a pistol pierces his heart? No. When he's attacked by an incurable disease? No. A man... dies when people forget him." Matthew, until now had not forgotten his previous self from the world he was from. Saturday, May 30 2009. That was the day when Matthew Marshall died, forgotten by himself and Matteo Marchesi was born in his place.

Celsi adalah seorang murid yang tiba-tiba datang ke dimensi atau dunia lain yang tidak ia kenali, berada di tengah hutan dan dibekali dengan pistol, namun pistolnya tidak familiar

St. Claire the fearless cowboy rides again with his faithful horse Mr. Grey. Both his sheriff friend Mr. Morgoyle's Colt 45 pistols are with him. Safe and sound he travels near west with a slight southwest wind in his hair. Mr. Grey guides with abundance of precision. Even facing the most dangerous persues St. Claire puts him on.

"Blake traveled across parallel worlds and arrived at the Cretaceous Period! What’s more, he became a Tyrannosaurus rex! Fortunately, he obtained the Evolution Template system! [Ding! Super Tyrannosaurus template unlocking progress: 100%] Blake transformed into a Super Tyrannosaurus! [Ding! The King of Monsters template is now unlocked!] Just when it was unlocked to 25%, humans from the future arrived at the Cretaceous Period through a wormhole! Facing the prehistoric behemoth, all researchers were shocked! “Oh! My! God! I can’t believe my eyes!” “A monster! It’s a monster! I knew it! I knew that the shows I watched when I was a kid aren’t cartoons! They are documentaries!” “How can it look so much like Godzilla? Oh my goodness! Could it really be Godzilla?!” Blake looked at the tiny researchers in front of him, then pointed his finger at his belly and giant abyssal mouth. What are you looking at? I am a little hungry!"