Water Cycle Drawing Easy

7/31/2024~ In the process of editing and updating my earlier chapters. I personally believe the story starts to improve and find it's way a bit more around chapter 50+. Hopefully can make some adjustments in earlier chapters when I have the time, but pacing slows down into a more measured rate as I start finding my groove. I give the content more time to breathe instead of going so fast. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the realm of Nexaria, where elemental spirits and divine beings shape the fate of the world as a land of mortals striving to become gods against the demons of the Abyssal universe, a young boy named Lassim Vanthar embarks on an extraordinary journey of advancement, adventure and becoming a bastion for those around him in their fight against the Dragal. Born into a noble family with a legacy of Fire elemental martial prowess, Lassim possesses an unparalleled gift on his 8th birthday—a connection to two differing elemental spirits, a feat unheard of in the history of his world. A gift and a tampering of the order until now that is an omen. It is a sign of the Gods influencing the future fate of Nexaria on a more serious level. Lassim must harness the power of his dual spirits to protect his loved ones and confront the looming threat of the Abyss' encroachment on his universe, but one step at a time as he grows from just a tool of the God's to a major power as the hero of not only Nexaria, but the entire universe. Lassim faces daunting challenges, battles fierce adversaries, and unlocks the mysteries of his own destiny that has been tampered with by the Gods of this universe. How will he react and adapt to his situations? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my first ever novel. I’m a new author and still learning how to tell a story. Please understand that when reading. Thank you.

Li Quanqing transmigrated to the cultivation world, becoming a family fisherman who started with twenty acres of fish ponds. Unexpectedly, every time he harvested spirit fish, he would receive light sphere rewards. [Harvested an adult big green fish, rewarded with a low-grade water arrow talisman!] [Harvested an adult ironbone crab, rewarded with the "Golden Metal Sword Technique"!] [Harvested an adult longevity turtle, rewarded with a Turtle Longevity Pill, extending life by twenty years!] ... From then on, Li Quanqing sat back and watched the tides rise and fall, and the winds and clouds change in the mortal world, simply wanting to peacefully raise fish and achieve immortality. Until thousands of years later, a certain Water Virtue Immortal emerged, shaking the immortal realm and dominating with a single hand. "If the Milky Way is also a river, there's no problem with me using it to raise fish, right?"

Ji Rong died suddenly after staying up all night playing an online game, only to wake up as the evil villainess who meets her demise at the hands of the heroine in the game’s ending. Determined to change her fate, she resolved to fight against the heroine until the bitter end. But then, the sweet and naive heroine unexpectedly… awakened. A certain “mad dog” pounced on her, whispering teasingly into her ear: “Senior Sister, isn’t this fun?” Expressionless, Ji Rong replied, “Not at all.” Now, facing the heroine who radiates dark energy and wears “I’m no good” on her face, Ji Rong could only weep internally and curse the game developers for ruining her youth. From a near-death awakening: “I can’t believe it—the NPC… is me!” Having reincarnated as the villainous Senior Sister, Ji Rong initially thought she was handed the script for The Villain’s Redemption Story—or at least I Became a Light at the End of the Game. Instructions: 1. The realm levels in the text are: Beginning Realm, Spiritual Communication, Heart-Seeking, Riding the Wind, Stepping on the Moon, Chasing the Clouds, Infinite, Desperate, Returning to the Dust. -------------------------------------------------------- You can also join my patreon for more chapters, just search: Crimson_Lore Patreon

This is a life saving battle. Battle of humanity the god level novel one side water one side blood

"Some ancient call that I’ve heard only in a dream, breathed in whispers and crooned a confusing tongue. It was a melody sung while I slept amidst the trees, the cool feel of the breeze on my backside, and the misty scent of the sea in my nostrils. That dream... it felt like I was there with the voice beneath the water. For the first time in my life, I felt…at peace. " Baylea has survived for over two decades living in the trees far above the water's reach with other women in hiding. The days pass quickly, but the excruciatingly long nights become even harder when the tides are at their highest and the air grows cold and thin. As the nights grow longer with the cold becoming an infectious presence, Baylea sets out on foot to hunt for food and gather what she can before the tides rise again. Crossing into unknown terrain and encountering more than what she has ever known, Baylea faces the unavoidable consequences of entering another's domain, which doesn't seem to worry her at first. An intense feeling that she has never felt before starts to blur the lines between right and wrong as Baylea voluntarily returns to the same spot to hunt whenever the tides recede. But when she is seen speaking with the Waterling, Baylea is forced to stay amongst the treetops for her safety and the safety of her kin.

After being confined in a mental asylum for years, Jin Jiuchi had just been released back to human habitation when he suddenly found himself trapped in a dangerous and thrilling survival game. Wait, is there something wrong with you all? Why do you look so scared? This world is so… exciting! For Jin Jiuchi, this beast in human clothing who was chained by society laws, the appearance of the Nightmare Cycle was akin to a dream come true! Drinking tea with a dismembered bride in a haunted apartment, dancing tango with the evil spirit in the depths of suicide forest, skipping rope with the ancient god in a forgotten civilization… Jin Jiuchi was so happy that he was going crazy! However, when he went crazy, all the players and NPCs in the cycle trembled in fear. *** There was only a beautiful jade doll who had never been afraid of him. Shen Nianzu called out softly, "Jin-ge." Jin Jiuchi, who was happily digging through a rotten corpse's stomach, suddenly dropped everything and zoomed in front of Shen Nianzu with a speed invisible to naked eyes. His eyes were curved into crescents as he asked, "What's wrong, Nian'er? Do you want to join me too?" Shen Nianzu was expressionless as he stared at the bloody man in front of him. Then he suddenly stretched out a hand, palm up. Confused, Jin Jiuchi placed his dirty paw in Shen Nianzu's hand and shook it. Shen Nianzu: “Good boy.” Jin Jiuchi: ? *** Lunatic drama king, wild beast gong x big beauty, cunning, strong-acting-weak shou Additional tags: top/gong/seme protagonist, action, supernatural, psychological, mystery, slow romance, ghosts, gore, monsters, beasts, shameless protagonist, survival game, teamwork, unlimited flow, horror, suspense, younger love interest Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord: delanasiwarka#1490 Discord server: bit.ly/delanadiscord

Hanno Galloway quickly becomes the talk of the town. Not for his eccentric trade, nor for his established presence in the colonial industry, not even for his wide charming smile. Rather, the townsfolk talk of his fondness with the priests daughter. Though there is bitter resentment from the priestess towards Hanno, who has misguided her brother away from her god. Not a single word is spoken between the two. Not one word of affection, yet the young enchantress captivates the young tradesman, and there is bitter implications of this wretched romance, first and foremost for Nargis herself. But who can stop what has been ordained by the heart. And what is the heart but a slave to fate.

‘“You killed him. It’s your fault!” San started crying and shaking, his stomach was trying to fly out of his body. His mind was trying to destroy him. It would be better if he died there too. It would be better if he died.’ The Vermilion Dragon #3 Yang Shan moved to Hong Kong with his parents after surviving a disaster. He left his past behind and ran away, carrying his trauma with him. But after joining the eSports team Zhu Long, he had to face himself and others. He couldn’t and that was when he met Kim Hyunyeong, a kind stranger that helped him. Both shared similar experiences, but Shan’s burden was too heavy even for Hyun, so he left. Will they be able to continue where they left off or will there be only silence at the end?

crystal P.o.v. I've been suffering for as long as I can remember. My stepmother and stepsisters have made my life a living hell, constantly belittling me and making me feel worthless. But I've always held onto one thing - my dreams. Dreams of a better life, of a loving family, and of a man who would love me for who I am. One day, I decided I'd had enough. I ran away from home, into the woods, with no destination in mind. That's when I encountered a vampire, perched on a tree, looking for his next meal. He chased me, and I ran as fast as I could. But I was no match for his supernatural speed. Just as he was about to catch me, a mysterious figure appeared out of nowhere, fighting off the vampire and saving my life. I fainted, exhausted and scared. When I woke up, I found myself in a small cottage, being tended to by a young boy. He told me that I was safe, that my protector had brought me here to keep me safe. Luca, was determined to make me his.... He pursued me relentlessly, despite my protests. And I found myself torn between my love and my dreams . As I navigated this complicated web of emotions, I began to uncover secrets about my past. Secrets that my father had kept hidden from me. Secrets that would change my life forever. And then, I found the letter. The letter that my father had written to me before he died. The letter that would reveal the truth about who I really was.

In a world where divine remnants fuel technology, humans implant Mods—fragments of fallen gods—to wield unimaginable power. But these gifts come at a cost. The gods are not truly dead, and their whispers grow louder with each modification, driving the users toward madness, obsession, or something far worse. Atlas, a veteran adventurer trapped in a cycle of death and rebirth, seeks a way to break free from fate. His only clue lies deep within the dungeon—a labyrinth of horrors where the boundary between man and monster blurs. Joined by a reluctant party and shadowed by the enigmatic Kailashan, Eugene must navigate treacherous alliances, eldritch foes, and the ever-growing corruption of his own Mods. As the past begins to repeat itself, Atlas must decide: will he embrace the gods’ power or defy them at the risk of losing himself?

Emilia Yoon, mourning her mother's death, finds solace on a beach one morning, catching the eye of artist James Kim. Captivated, he secretly sketches her and leaves her the drawing, thinking their paths won't cross again. Fate intervenes one night, bringing them together unexpectedly. As their connection deepens, they navigate grief, love, and life's unpredictability together. *Updated every Thursday evening*

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.

Ye Feng transmigrated into a parallel world where there were few games and obtained the game production system. As long as the players gave a "super difficult" rating, he could improve his game production ability, However, seeing the "very easy" comments on the game forum, Ye Feng was shocked, and he descended to the alternate world with the ninth art. "Getting Over It With Bennett Ford", "Undead Cells", "Bleedborne", "Sekiro"... A series of games was born. He would like to see who dared to say that these games were very simple! Admit it, rookies. It's all because you suck！ However, players whose confidence was shattered by these games still firmly moved the cursor to that option! "Very easy!"

It was the year 2040. Chen Feng woke up and the world became a massive virtual reality game. A time rip had occurred in North America, Europe, Asia, and throughout the world. Monsters streamed through the rip. The time of the awakening was here and everyone had to go through ten random draws at the beginning. Chen Feng, who had been rebirthed into the game was very lucky and started the game with ten SSS-class talents. [Lucky Halo] The Goddess of Luck will watch over you. [Elemental Compatability] Compatible with all elements in the system. He can learn any skill of any element. [Treasure Sensing] He can clearly locate where the treasures are and their grades. [Super Tamer] He has no limit as to the number and grade of beasts he can tame. [Super Synthesizer] He can synthesize all skills, objects, and living things. [Power Trove] There is no limit to his attack range and his attack speed increased by 100 times. [Topsy Turvey] He can turn negative effects into positive effects and save those forever. [Talent Stealer] Your talent is great, and it is now mine. He can kill his opponents to get their talents. [Passive Increase] Stop using active skills during a designated period and his passive skills will increase a hundredfold. [God of Tricks] God said, let there be light, and there was light. The skills you create will become real as long as enough people believe in it. The people were awakened on the day of the game and Chen Feng became a god-like existence.

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Henry is a young boy with his parents going to his uncles place. His uncle is going through a rough time and there going to Halifax to cheer him up sadly it did'nt go to plan.

The reason I am looking at death with my eyes... I want to escape a meaningless life, certainly a fake one. Also, what good is it to be born cursed if you can't pursue your curses fully?

The disappearance of two students from a consolidated middle and high school in Philadelphia left their parents facing serious psychological problems for three years. In addition, the teenagers suspected of the crime were subjected to inappropriate punishments and sent to a reformatory. The book's narrative alternates between past and present, introducing Athena Clark, a girl who seeks to reopen the book club formerly owned by a girl who disappeared three years ago. Athena must overcome serious challenges to unravel a complex web of riddles and lies. She discovers that the riddles are part of a larger mystery taking place in the magical world of the Netherworld. It's a realm closed to humans that Athena and her newfound book club members must traverse to discover the truth about the kingdom of Morsalia and save it from false truths and despair. The challenge is to find the missing teens and ensure the continued existence of the book club, which is in danger of being shut down.

The ocean roared, waves surging like beasts, crashing against an ancient throne carved from blue crystal. Noel stood in the midst of the chaos, his heart pounding as voices echoed in his head. A memory surfaced—one not his own yet deeply familiar. He saw a man with a face identical to his, regal and powerful, commanding the seas with a mere flick of his hand. The man turned, his gaze piercing. "The throne of waters belongs to you now," he said, his voice calm yet heavy. "But the cost is your past, your pain, and your fears. Will you take it?" Noel woke up with a jolt, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he clutched his chest, struggling to slow his racing heartbeat. It was the same dream again, haunting and vivid. But Noel didn’t know the man or the throne—or why he felt both terrified and drawn to it.

Rey Ryuuga had lived his life in emptiness since birth. He never knew love—only solitude that wrapped around him like a shadow. One day, as he walked through a quiet park, savoring a rare moment of peace, a sudden—bang! A gunshot shattered the silence. His body collapsed, blood pooling beneath him. His vision blurred… until everything faded to black. But instead of death, Rey awoke in another world. This was no mere dream. Every time he died, he was thrust into a different reality. A curse or a blessing? He had no answers—only one haunting question: Who is behind this? On his eighth resurrection, Rey found himself in a world of magic, an era ruled by mystical kingdoms shrouded in mystery. And in this world, he finally uncovered the truth. A revelation that changed everything—he could only be reborn eight times. Now, with his final life remaining, what will Rey do?

Stuck in a seemingly endless cycle of rebirth Alex, a modern thief, tries to find a way out. Xianxian-ish style cultivation novel.

In the world of Kalhalla, where gods have fallen and their souls lie dormant in crimson crystals, a wretched outcast dares to reshape fate. Kaelis, an 18 year old so hideous and despised that even beggars turn their noses up at him, has only known rejection, scorn, and betrayal. But with the Hammer of Uuen, a relic of unknown power gifted to him as a child, he can do the impossible—reforge the bodies from the souls of the dead, only the ones who died in the war between Gods and Demons. His goal? To forge the one thing the world has denied him: a goddess who will love him. But every goddess he forges turns against him in absurd and terrifying ways. Some try to kill him, others break free, and none see him as anything more than a mistake. Yet, Kaelis refuses to stop. Even as enemies close in, as ancient beings hunt him, villains rising in power, and as the truth of his origins begins to surface... he keeps forging. Because Kaelis has one secret he can’t afford to ignore. He’s dying. And before death claims him, he will forge a goddess who will.

A story that I’m making on my free time. This is my first time writing a story so please expect boring stuff and cringe stuff but if you do like it please share with friends I really wanna enjoy making work people enjoy make sure to criticize and tell me where to work on :)

Every hero needs a villain. Every story needs an ending. But what happens when the villain remembers it all? In the mechanical metropolis of Archaxia, where steam powers the streets and fate runs like clockwork, Alaric Drozdov awakens to find himself cast as the villain—again. After countless lives ending at a hero's hands, he finally remembers the truth: he's trapped in a cycle engineered by the Chronolith, the mysterious system that controls the city through predetermined stories. Now, Alaric must navigate a dangerous game: playing the villain while secretly working to break the cycle. But as he gathers unlikely allies—including the very hero destined to kill him—he discovers that defying fate has consequences. With the Chronolith's mechanical enforcer hunting him and the city's poor suffering for his rebellion, Alaric faces an impossible choice: accept his role in the story, or risk destroying everything to change it. Some chains are made of destiny. Others, we forge ourselves.