Regulus Corneas Rant

Soudain se retrouvant dans un cadre rural, Lin Caisang devint la célèbre "Étoile de Richesse et d'Honneur" du village. Entourée de parents uniques, ils la traitaient comme si elle était un panda rare — tenue précieusement dans leurs paumes de peur qu'elle ne tombe et délicatement gardée dans leur bouche de peur qu'elle ne se dissolve. Rencontrez les parents exceptionnels: Le Père Colosse, qui déclarait, "Vous voulez que Sangsang se marie ? Vous devrez d'abord me surpasser." La Mère Avare, demandant, "Pourquoi aurait-elle besoin d'un mari ? Elle peut avoir toute la bonne nourriture et une vie insouciante avec moi !" Le Grand-père Rusé, suggérant, "Les filles ne devraient pas avoir à faire le travail sale et fatigant. Vite, appelle ton frère !" La Grand-mère Majestueuse, proclamant avec force, "Qui ose intimider Sangsang ? Qu'ils affrontent un combat à mort avec moi !" Le Frère Protecteur, assurant, "Petite sœur, toute la bonne nourriture est pour toi. Je n'ai pas faim !" Tenant sa chair flasque, Lin Caisang pleurait sans larmes : "Laissez-moi partir ! Je dois perdre du poids !" Pendant ce temps, l'homme d'à côté, d'une beauté saisissante et glacial, non seulement la protégeait et la gâtait en secret, mais avait aussi une identité pas si simple.....

A woman wished for a life with some excitement in it, the gods she proposed her wish to agreed, but what excitement does she want? Well obviously a pervert like her wouldn't tell another soul... She would have sex with it. -------- !Small Rant!----- This is just a story I wrote for myself, by myself because I couldn't stop thinking about it, I'm writing it for my own personal joy but If you want to go through it with me then lets go, also I will be writing and updating whenever I want since Ideas like this so not come often. ⚠️Synopsis was written like so because I couldn't describe it well ⚠️ ----------- ¡!Warnings¡! ----------- ⚠️ None that I can think of atm but you might want to beware of: -Strong language -Gore -Sexual Content -Probable incest (maybe) -Non-human and/or Non-humanoid Sexual Relationships

Dans un monde où la magie et la technologie se mêlent étroitement...où des énergies mystiques sont exploitée et des royaumes sont en guerre, Areyos, un jeune prodige aux ambitions insondables, entame sa dernière année à l’académie Moore avec ses camarades Kaiser et Yoko, espérant une paix éphémère avant de se confronter au vaste monde. Mais leur quotidien vole en éclats lorsqu’une enquête sur le mystérieux meurtre de la sœur de Yoko les plonge dans les profondeurs d’un complot dépassant l’entendement. Des ennemis surgissent des ombres, porteurs de secrets anciens et de pouvoirs capables d’ébranler l’équilibre fragile du monde. Tandis qu’un groupe d'êtres aux pouvoirs extraordinaire traquent des reliques légendaires et mystérieuses, Areyos se révèle être bien plus qu’un simple étudiant. Sous son masque d’indifférence se cache une force implacable, une âme souveraine prête à briser toutes les chaînes du destin. Hybride entre deux races puissantes et mystérieuses, il se retrouve au centre d'intrigues complexes et de mystères ancestraux. Entre trahisons, révélations et alliances improbables, Nos héros s'élèvent, semant petit à petit le désespoir parmi leur adversaires et réduisant leurs volontés en cendres. Mais derrière chaque victoire se cache une vérité plus sombre : les véritables menaces, tapis dans l’ombre, attendent leur heure. Et lorsque le passé s’entremêle au présent, Areyos pourrait bien être la clé pour sauver leur monde… ou le précipiter dans un chaos éternel. God Shelter est une épopée de découverte de soi, de pouvoir et de responsabilité, où chaque choix peut déterminer le destin de nombreux mondes. (Note : la couverture n'est pas de moi, je l'ai trouvée sur Pinterest. Si le propriétaire souhaite que je la retire, je n'ai aucun problème avec cela. D'ailleurs, elle est vraiment cool ;) )

*Author's other work (She belongs to the Demon King)* *** They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other! When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt. That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom. Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife. Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything. Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love? Excerpt "I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!" ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger. "Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love." He calmly grabbed her poking hand. "And what would that be, my fine sir?" "That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear." "You—" "And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!" "You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!" "Well you are no precious prize, are you?" And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree. His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.

Vous êtes vous déjà sentie trahis, blessé, utilisé, humilié ? Avez-vous été bienveillant et soucieux avec des gens qui n'en ont jamais valu la peine ? Avez vous déjà questionner le sens de votre existence dans ce monde ? Si nous savions ce que la vie nous réservait, nous refuserions sans doute de naître. Et c'est pour ça que la vie est sage de nous tromper. Et aujourd'hui, l'humanité fait face des menaces qui pourraient la mener à sa perte. Une chose est sur la boîte de Pandore a été ouverte, en espérant que cela ne soit pas le crépuscule de l'humanité.

Bored with all the other worn-out games on the market a virgin gaming addict named Martin goes onto the dark web in search of a new game. It was after many hours of going through seedy chat rooms and dealing with obvious hackers, he found exactly what he was looking for. An RPG without a title. A game that ranted and raved about its hyper-realistic graphics and its nightmarish difficulty. But this didn't impress Martin, however, the obese shut-in would soon find out that the game he was about to play was going to be much more realistic than he originally thought.

In a world where the ecosystem is almost completely destroyed we meet Zion Regulus, a kid given a shitty life equivalent to this shitty world. He dies though, and through a slim chance his soul was selected as the host for the ‘System’. Now reborn as Cynical, an ancient world devouring monster, he is met with a unique ability. [Variant Break], which makes separate versions of himself? With this ability he wants to enact his greatest fantasy… the Destruction of the Human Race~! Concept Art, Updates, the Discord Server and some other things can be found on the novel's website: https://sites.google.com/view/retracex1000/home NOTE: Everything in the novel is subject to change, this is a bare bones run that does have cringey points and unrefined pieces in story and grammar. I'm learning how to be an author and WILL go back and fix every chapter at some point. That'll probably be closer towards the end though which is quite far out, so please, if you decide to give it a read, keep that thought in mind. Also, feedback is appreciated

Billy is a Human from earth who is transmigration into the body of a 1 year old child in the fantasy Kingdom of Brittania. What can he do with a fistful of ambition and a whole lotta potential? IMPORTANT!!! I am a New writer and would like constructive criticism not hate. I know its generic for knew authors to say this and write the worst shit possible and if you see me making plot holes plz point them out. This is not a Harem not sure if it's a romance but there's a High chance for intersex relations between the MC and an alive willing maybe human woman. I am trying to stretch my creativity muscles by making this masterpiece of a story that even Tolkien would cry in sheer joy when reading. The MC will most likely be prone to ranting about things in his past life. There may be some subtle or overt influences from anime, mythology or legends because I'm a huge anime and mythology fan.

Earth has been invaded by the mystical powered living machines known as the Magistoids, ravaging almost all of the whole planet within 5 years. Makino J. Mizukawa was with the last human resistance along with rebel Magistoids helping them in their crusade against the Magistoid armadas. But a last-ditch effort to destroy them led Makino to be hurled back in time to the planet of the Magistoids in their Golden Ages, as a Magistoid himself. He must change the future that befell humanity while dealing with external interference and his own flaws that will ensure many complications in his mission. Author's note: This story is also available at Tapas and RoyalRoad.com. https://m.tapas.io/series/A-Return-to-the-Golden-Age-Magistoid-Rex-Regulus/info https://www.royalroad.com/profile/492801/fictions (it will appear once approved) My email: jonielcomia.jc@gmail.com

Our Main Character here is Isekai'd after he is just finished with his 1,000 words ranting about how trashy are those Herbivorous Protagonists in that so called "Harem" Novels/Animes/Mangas that they still keep their virginity even after 300 Chapters, 20 Volumes or 100 Episodes has passed over, with the number of their womans keep increasing but not a single one have ever been devoured by the Protagonist. An Almighty Goddess who at that time is also online in the internet forum and happens to read about our Main Character's rants is also agree with our Main Character's ranting and decides to sent Main Character to another world that is a fusion of some Animes/Mangas/Novels mixed up with each other. The Goddess Almighty also gives our Main Character a Goldenfinger, a System where everytime our Main Character disrupt the Protagonist or messed up the Story Plot in that World, he will get a Random Reward. And thus began the adventure of our Main Character here, to mess up with the Plot of the World, beating down the Trashy Male Protagonists to their demise and picks up any Good Female Protagonists (Yes, you read that right, Female Protagonists, not some mere Heroines) as his Wives. ..... Author's Notes: Release Speed: 1 Chapter from Monday to Saturday, 1 Chapter for every 100 Stones/Reviews on Sunday. Each Chapter contains 1,200-1,500 Words. After being Unemployed for Two Years, I decided to Seriously Authoring Novel to Make a Living. You can read Nine Advanced Chapters more than in the webnovel (that means you're More than One Whole Week Ahead!) by supporting me on my Pàtréon: https://www.pãtreōn.com/Asmadhi if you're using PC or just pãtreōn.com/Asmadhi if you're using smartphone You can also support me in Webnovel by throwing Power Stones and/or leaving Positive Reviews. Thank you very much for reading my works, and Your Supports are My Motivation! " \ ( ^ ∆ ^ ) / "

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in the body of a handsome person. Wait, this body belongs to Owen Regulus. He was the sole heir of the ruling family. His background represents the sole word – power. He was adored by everyone. No one could match his talent and his appearance. But there was a problem. He was a villain of a modern fantasy novel who was destined to die at the hands of the protagonist. His whole purpose became solely to become a stepping stone for him. I am not gonna meet the same fate as Owen meets. I will survive no matter what. I will use my knowledge of mine to overcome the death flag on me. But even if I survive from him there will be no guarantee I will survive I world like this. I need to get stronger. Strong enough to survive in this freaking world. ___________ Novel cover art is not mine. I don't know who is the artist but I can remove if you want. ___________ THANKS FOR READING ___________ Discord - OverloadHunter

—Eres ridículo... —murmuré, viéndole reír divertido. —Tal vez, pero tu cuerpo cede a mis caricias con tanta facilidad. No podía negar lo que me hacía sentir, pero al mismo tiempo, si no tenía cuidado, acabaría rompiéndome el corazón. *** Raquel de la Hoja Carmesí ha estado esperando esta oportunidad toda su vida: ser miembro de la infame Guardia del Rey. Por desgracia para Raquel, el buen rey Tiberio fue capturado por el Tizón Amarillo el otoño pasado, dejando a su único heredero -el príncipe Regulus- para heredar el trono. Su comportamiento malhumorado y malhablado es un problema y Raquel lo odia con pasión. Pero cuando un asesinato fallido los atrapa tras las líneas enemigas, ambos deben aprender a dejar de lado sus diferencias si quieren sobrevivir. "Cortejando al Príncipe de las Sombras de la Luna" es una obra de Claire Wilkins, autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing.

Aight bois. This is coming from an author and a reader: most of y'all's writing sucks. Readers shouldn't have to turn their brains off to enjoy your writing... That's just forcing them to be a zombie and mindlessly passing time by, ain't no enjoyment there. So in case you couldn't tell already, this will be very blunt. Thus, here's some things to keep in mind as you read. 1. If you're just going to hear and not listen, skedaddle. Hearing is having it go through one ear and out the other, listening is paying attention and making the effort to understand. 2. Toss your pride away. Yeet it across the ocean. I've seen sooo many authors unable to take constructive criticism and INSIST on improper grammar because they couldn't admit they did something wrong. 3. If you think your writing is good, then it's terrible. Simple. Reason: If you think your writing is good, then you stop looking for ways to improve it and it stagnates. Even the best of the best authors (on wn and traditional books) have room for improvement so don't be like "ah it's good enough" or "there's no where else to improve." 4. Don't listen aggressively. I.e. listening only to find faults in what the person says and use it disprove their claim. One example is waiting for your opponent to make a grammar mistake.  This is different from debate tactics to lead your opponent into logical trap and use their fallacies they accidentally left behind to invalidate everything they said. It's hard to notice, but the main difference is that someone who listens aggressively is no longer open minded or calm. They're usually narrow minded and stubborn to admit they're wrong in those moments and are very easy to manipulate bc they're blinded so ye. Did I leave some traps within the logic presented here? Maybe. Don't be an idiot and you won't have to find out. Side note: apologies if this boi comes off as ranting, bc it is. The average wn quality is on par with mtl childrens books, which is infuriating bc now there's hardly anything good left to read.

[Revamping! Updates would be regular once I get free from school] "She was lucky enough to transmigrate but that mysterious duo sucked all her joy!" ------- Excerpt: "She is messing our world, Kaden!" ThunderBill roared, fumes raging out of his nose. "She is gambling with her own system! And worse, is causing a ruckus for every quest!" He added, but the guy sat there uninterested. "She even KISSED you in front of those humans!" He ranted, his voice almost echoing in that empty hall! "We have seen enough, Kaden!" Berlina, his dear wife finally expressed her thoughts and he was glad that she was able to catch that stubborn guy's attention. "Do you want me to change her death date?" Berlina asked the moment Kaden finally met her eyes. "Not needed! I will talk with your higher-ups." Kaden declared and got up from his seat to walk out. "Bruh, so much for a girl!!!!" ThunderBill groaned, slumping back on the couch. Liking someone was fine! But to point of risking your own life? He couldn't understand that part! ---- Welcome to this new world of entertainment, where, interesting things are yet to happen, new ships are bound to sail and of course, mental torture is sure to amuse you! This story is about Luna, who was transmigrated in the body of Hazel Gray, oh wait with a duckling that claimed to be her system! Not to forget, the mysterious mentor dude who tagged along, unusually strange than the normal humans around. Interested about her dudely duckling? Then, join me in this new venture as our Luna uncovers new mysteries of her past life. ---- The cover is not mine! Credits to the artist~

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Officer Draven gets transferred to a smaller town for a secret mission. With his colleagues incessantly ranting about the town's best cake spot, he hops on the trend. Stopping by to feed his curiosity, he meets the grumpy owner and is determined to torment her, but when he tastes a creamier bite and is getting addicted, he discovers she is a part of his secret mission. As an addict, how much more starvation can he endure?

Liam had always lived a hard and boring life. Going through the same thing again and again. Forcing himself to keep living for the sake of a promise made years ago. He had thought he was going to live and die like this... When something unusual happened in his life, freeing him. ------------------- "Welcome, host. I know you must be scared but there's nothing to worry about. I won't harm you as long as you fulfill what's asked of you..." Liam looked with his eyes full of disbelief towards the weird glass ball, hovering in the air and ranting. "Wait are you one of those systems? The ones in books." The glass ball, yes he was going to call it that for the time being, looked at him (atleast that's what he felt, it didn't exactly have eyes) than patiently replied. "Yes, you may call me Demyx. " ---------------------- That was the start of his life new life. He had to face lots of hardships with his dark past haunting him. But he was happy... MC is the top. --------------------

People dream about reincarnation all the time and as those in the dreams, Regulus Leo is a person who is reincarnated not once but nine different times. He doesn't know whether its the last time or just one of his reincarnations. With his memories being intact and the personality of each of the previous lives conflicting with his own. Look forward to how Leo climbs up to the peak of this futuristic world as he battles it out with the known and unknown dangers lurking around him as he explores the mystery of his past and future. The cover Image is not mine all credit is to the rightful owner for the cover. Upload Schedule: 1 Chapter Per Day Add the book to your library and vote with Powerstones if you like this novel. Comment on the chapters on what you think about it. Leave a review after at least 30 chapters if possible.

A lonely, quiet, sickly kid lives in the cemetery with no friends. When he tries to finally make some he accidentally gets mistaken as a ghost and gets shot Down. When eternal rest takes hold of him, he wakes up in a world a little different than he remembers. When given a second chance will he make as money friends as he hopes? Especially when he starts seeing thing many would believe to be unnatural-y dead. (The cover and characters does Not belong to me. I just took it from online. If the creator of the cover doesn’t want me to use it, contact me if you can. Also this book will not be the best because I haven’t made a novel, but I’ve read a lot. I’ll update when I feel like it, so little to non)

Goblins They are the weakest race just next to a slime, novice adventurers practices against them. But when a Goblin Chief was born, disaster and terror struck in the nearby villages. The city lords would have to send high rank adventurers just to subdue the chief along with the goblin hordes. But, what if, one day, a king was born? It is the mark of revolution, a change that will terrorize gods and demons alike. Powers will shift and those who are at the top became the prey, and those who are in the bottom are now the monster that hunts. _____ Photo not mine but was created by John-Stone-Art, an amazing digital artist! This is your amatuer but not so-nice writer, Teika! I'm not open for suggestion or interested in your rants but I do care about my well-being so stfu if you will just condemn my little work, anyway this is a story you'll probably enjoy, if you like a non-human mc without remorse towards his past kind, humans. I'm just starting and building up the world and characters, so expect the slow updates. Have a fckin' awesome day, y'all.

It's like they have their fate swapped since one has the nature that she shouldn't be having. While the other has the instinct to do the thing that he shouldn't be doing. "I don't think a mere human should be doing that." Feeling nausea by the scenery before her eyes. Indeed... she is the only vampire on earth who hates blood. He pulled out the dagger from the body he step upon without even battling his eyes. His vision is now raised to the lady that is trying to stop looking at the blood that starts pooling. "Says someone who should be drooling over a little 'feast' but didn't." His word somehow is getting on her nerves. The scarlet eyes she possessed, glimmered in the pitch black of the night. "We don't know each other. But I have decided that I hate you." Atlas smirked at the view of the nails that sharpened by the corner of his eyes.  "Feasty, I know the reason why you are here." Octavia flinch. Her fingers curl into a fist with her eyelids shut closed, deeply inhaling her breath trying to calm herself. Slowly the beautiful eyelashes flutter as it opens. Her cornea turned back to its initial color, black. "Good girl. Now tell me, who sent you here?"  He cleans up the dagger he holds while listening tentatively. Looking straight at the person standing in front of her. She speaks, "You are Atlas Soreus?" "I am," he replied calmly. "I need your help, sir." His hand movement halt for a brief second. Keeping his smirk that haven't faded, he raised his head. Facial expression turns cold. "A vampire... Need help from a mere human?" Seeing the serious face in front of him. He chuckled in the mid of the silence. "Interesting."

Tired of of the unjust treatment monster's recieve from other spieces despite their clear sign in intelligence and civility. Regulus decides to claim his role and become what is referred to as a regional god. He places those who are willing to bend the knee under divine his protection. A/N The might be use or referrece to works that do not belong to me. I do claim ownership of them and willing to remove should the true owner desire it so I don't own cover

Not a conventional thing by any means but I just wanted to clear my thoughts that I have on a daily basis with a little spin to it I guess … tell me if you are interested and want to hear more

Di sebuah sekolah dikota tokyo yang bernama sekolah fujuhan adalah sekolah yang sangat brutal dan terkenal sangat kuat, dikarnakan sekolah tersebut sering tawuran dengan sekolah yang berada di kota tokyo juga diluar tokyo. Disaat itu ada seorang anak bernama kenzo yang baru pindah ke kota tokyo dan bersekolah di sekolah fujuhan. kenzo terkenal dengan anak yang memakai hoodie,memakai masker dan tanpa negosiasi dalam bertindak. kenzo adalah anak dari ketua yakuza terbesar di Jepang, tetapi ayah kenzo tidak pernah menampakan kenzo ke publik karna ayah kenzo ingin kenzo bisa memimpin tanpa embel embel orang tua kenzo, dari kecil kenzo di didik sangat keras hingga dulu tulang rusuk kenzo pernah patah akibat di pukul oleh ayah kenzo memakai balok kayu dan menyebabkan kenzo sampai koma 1 bulan. kenzo tidak tertarik memimpin fujuhan dikarnakan kenzo benci kursi kepemimpinan ayah nya, soalnya dulu kenzo sempat melihat ayah nya memenggal kepala anak buah nya akibat telah gagal menjalan kan tugas yang di berikan ayah kenzo. di kota tokyo terdapat 7 sekolah yang populer dengan kekuatan nya, yang pertama fujuhan dengan ranting no 1, yang kedua ada sekolah demon dipimpin oleh Korawa yang berulang kali bentrok sama sekolah fujuhan. yang ketiga ada sekolah hilton dengan zisa sebagai pemimpin yang sangat misterius keempat ada sekolah gusen, kelima ada sekolah poliur angle, ke enam ada sekolah far fair dan ketujuh ada sekolah sana sate, itulah ketujuh sekolah terkuat di kota tokyo. disekolah fujuhan banyak konflik yang bakal terjadi dikarnakan banyak yg ingin merebut tempat utama untuk menguasai fujuhan. fujuhan juga bakal banyak konflik dengan ke tujuh sekolah terkuat di Tokyo. selanjutnya ayah kenzo selalu memantau perkembangan kekuatan kenzo dari kejauhan lewat mata mata yg bersekolah di fujuhan. kenzo bertemu dengan seorang gadis di sebuah gang kecil karna ingin di perkosa oleh segerombolan preman, dan preman tersebut menuntut balas atas kejadian yg telah kenzo buat.

George looked in Jean's direction, glad she was safe, the rescuers had pulled him out despite his rants about losing her. His heart nearly gave out, he had scratch marks from grazing against the trees but those were the least of his worries. Up ahead, he saw a tall guy with raven black hair talking to Scarlett, from time to time, his eyes drifted to Jean, he looked drenched all the same and he nodded when a staff handed him a blanket shaking his hand. "Who's that?" He asked the lady who was done dabbing his wounds. "He prefers to remain anonymous but he saved the young lady's life. Come on, we have to stitch up those deep cuts." *** Cover Credit to the Artist Source: Pinterest

Just poems, songs and rants from a shameless author

Disclaimer: I don't own the game franchises listed here. it's basically a rant on me stating things on how to make a good game for certain franchises. and "perfect" is very debatable feel free to disagree

Odetta Lawrence has a secret, she is posing as Olivia Reyes, a renowned breakout fashion designer. The world was finally recognizing her for her talents but not as her true self. She falls in love with the distrustful bigshot CEO of Luxe Textiles, Edward Cummings and Edward is falling for Olivia, but what happens if she lets her heart lead? Will she give up her career for love or love for her career? *** I hear she assaulted a local in Delhi, what a racist. _Exes15 Olivia scoffed tossing her phone into her purse and zipped it up clapping her hands together. "If you'd like, I'd put up that outfit," He leaned on the wall. "Maybe buy it off your hands," She spread her arms to keep them apart, Edward just had the best way of endearing her and she stood her ground. "You...you will?" She nearly forgot about the headlines. They walked together on the beach, she held her hands together. "I appreciate that," She bit her lip. He stepped in front of her and she stopped "I could grab my boat_" "Yes, I'd love to sail," Tasha stepped in wearing a green wrap up bikini and fabric around her waist, she rolled her eyes when Dante nudged her and she blushed. "Quit bugging me alright?" She said and bit down a laugh then blinked at Olivia. "Poor dear, I'm so sorry about that guy...," Olivia fidgeted locking her fingers, "Nevermind," Edward held her shoulder and she disliked his advances. "I know, he was really good looking, I guess you never can tell," She ranted holding on to a bunch of keys and sighed. "The boat," "Right," She said and they roamed to the docks. Olivia watched a crab wrestle with a broken shell and she saw another empty one. "Are you gonna give it or live in it?" He cackled unknotting a rope, he had help with the sails and she tossed it in the water. "No thanks, I'm fine, it's a really nice boat," "Thanks, it's just a rental," He said and he stepped inside stretching his hand. "No, thanks I got it," She stepped up and her other leg was stuck in-between. "Help," She crossed over. "It's slippery," He said and made it to the controls after he released the sails. "Are you sure you know how to sail? Because I'm concerned_" "You had to stand and watch me do a safety check. Olivia, there's a lotta things I had to learn," He said and twisted the keys and the jets rumbled spewing a stream of water. "Hang on," He said and she reached around his side. "This is not funny," She said leaning on his shoulder and he was the least ridiculous at the moment. "Here we go," Edward stirred the boat and he was aware of the direction of the wind and set sail across the shores till he was sure they hit the water. The smell of salt lingered in the air and he set his hand above his eyes at the distance. Olivia was wistful and held on, she couldn't think of the last thing to worry her, maybe a sail was what she needed the whole time. The water wobbled and the sky was getting grey and he picked up speed warranting another grip from Olivia. He felt a drip on his skin and she yawned. In a moment, the turbines gradually stopped spinning and her head rose stepping away from him. A smile returned to his face when he was sure they were safe, the island was just a few metres away, he would drive there in a moment but still, they had to enjoy the view. She sat down on a chair wistful about her dad's trips. "It's been a while since I've been on a sail," "Not long enough," He went to retrieve two glasses and handed her one. "Been a while since I've had a drink," She swivelled. She sipped and her eyes popped at the sweetness. "Apple juice?" He laughed. "I figure if we did, then none of us will be leaving this boat," She imagined careening and Edward laying on the edge, wasted and she shook her head. "Better safe than sorry," She crossed her legs

Born in a world where everyone has magic. A world where strength dictates all. Regulus was unfortunate to be able to use only one kind of magic. But so what? If he can only use one thing, he'll take it to its peak. It's utmost limits. This is Regulus' journey to explore the limits of fire magic. -I do not own the cover. -I've also been inspired by a few works on this website, like LoTM and The Author's POV, so don't be too surprised if you see similar things.