Giorno Wry

For millennia, humanity has pondered the mysteries of the soul. Is it a wisp of energy carrying our essence, or merely a byproduct of the brain's intricate machinery? Does it persist beyond the veil of death, or does it extinguish like a spent candle? In an unexpected twist of fate, it appeared the answers to these profound questions possibly could be provided by a very unique story belonging to a man whose fate is very interesting itself. Originally, he was a famous gangster by trade where he had carved his path through violence and fear.Yet, in a surprising turn, he found himself sacrificing his life to protect someone he loved and cared dearly, With a wry smile playing on his lips, he met the gazes of his former underlings and fought with all his might until he lay dying in the grimy alleyway. Despite the darkness that had shrouded his life, there was a flicker of peace – the comfort of choosing love over the ruthless world he belonged to. As darkness finally claimed him, he expected oblivion or hell at the very least as his final rest but as the owner of an interesting fate, itself seemed, had other plans for him.

[Mature Content] "Please, call me Christian," he insists. "And I know this might be intrusive, but I can't help but wonder if there's anything I can do to help. Professionally or personally." Surprised by his offer, Marilena considers the possibilities. Here is a man she barely knows, the boss of the man who just broke her heart, extending a helping hand. Perhaps in the storm of her emotions, a strategic alliance could be forged. "Well," she begins, a spark of determination igniting in her eyes, "there is one thing you could help me with, Christian." With a newfound determination, Marilena approaches Christian with a proposition. "Help me show him what he's missing," she says, her eyes sparkling with a blend of mischief and resolve. Christian's lips curves into a wry smile. "I'm in, Marilena. Let's make him regret ever letting you go." _______ In "The Boss's Persuasion," delves into the captivating world of Marilena Chauque, a resilient woman who, after a heart-wrenching breakup with her boyfriend, finds herself entangled in a web of unexpected emotions. Desperate to make her ex-fiance jealous, Marilena enters into a fake relationship with none other than her former lover's charismatic and influential boss, Christian Ngale. As Marilena navigates the complexities of their faux romance, the lines between reality and pretence blur, leading her to question her true feelings. Christian, known for his charm and enigmatic presence, proves to be an unexpected ally in her quest for revenge and self-discovery. As the charade deepens, Marilena is forced to confront the consequences of her actions and the unexpected twists of a game that initially seemed harmless. "The Boss's Persuasion" is a tale of love, deception, and the transformative power of unexpected connections, as Marilena grapples with her emotions and the possibility that her fake relationship may lead to a truth she never anticipated. Will Marilena's pursuit of revenge ultimately become a journey of genuine love, or will the intricacies of her plan unravel in ways she never imagined?

I couldn't help but chuckle as I leaned against a tree, arms casually folded across my chest. Listening to their bold declarations of becoming the greatest hero made me shake my head in amusement. "You haven't even taken your first steps on this journey, and already you're dreaming of being the best," I said, letting out a sigh. "You guys are nothing but a bunch of fools." My gaze swept over them, a mix of disbelief and pity flashing in my eyes. "If you keep your heads in the clouds like this, you’re going to get yourselves killed." A smirk played on my lips as I turned away, leaving their stunned faces behind. As I walked off, Harvey's words echoed in my mind. "Jealousy," he had accused, his voice taunting me. I tried to brush off the bitter sting that crept up on me, but it lingered nonetheless. I paused for a moment, the faint echo of laughter bubbling up from my chest. "Jealousy, huh?" I muttered with a wry grin before continuing my path.

"So you don't want me to see you only as money?" I said, walking around the table. He looked up from where he was sitting, facing me. I married this man for his money, but I have to admit that he was extremely handsome. You know those people who become giants wherever they go, you notice them immediately because everyone else is so small next to them. My husband was just like that. Isn't that why I married him in the first place? Because he was big enough for me to hide under his wings. But still... When I looked down on him like that, I felt so powerful, like I'd made a lion kneel before me. From where he was sitting, he was looking at me with such confidence that it made me want to challenge him. "So my beloved husband wants more now?" I said, continuing to approach. When I stopped in front of him, I grabbed his shoulders, made him lean back in the chair and sat on his lap. I was so slow that my husband, realizing that this was a challenge, never broke my game. Because I knew this was his favorite part of me. A man that everyone was afraid to talk to, let alone challenge, was being challenged at every turn by a woman half his size. Shouldn't that be funny to him? Because I thought it was very funny, but somehow I'm sure it was very hot for my husband. After I settled on his lap, I put my arms around his neck and "Then give me more." I said. He frowned at what I said. I knew he wouldn't like it because he was used to everyone giving him everything he wanted. No strings attached. Now I was asking him for something to get what he wanted and I must say I was used to getting everything I wanted. A wry smile appeared on his face. His hands were already wrapped around my hips as he said, "Would more bags, dresses or cars do the trick, wife?" Now he was challenging me. I shouldn't have fallen for it because it was his weapon. He was cheating by messing with my mind. I mean, I sat on his lap, but mine didn't count. I was allowed to cheat a little bit to beat him. Because I told you, anyone would feel small next to my husband and I needed to see desire in his eyes for a little confidence. So I rubbed against him a little and put one of my hands down on his chest. Instantly his gaze darkened and I continued my game. "See? How can I see a man who is always trying to give me more bags or more money as more than that?" I wasn't sure if he was listening to me because he was looking directly at my lips with his darkened gaze and his hands were caressing my thighs and he looked like he could attack me at any moment, but I knew he wasn't going to interrupt my show and he was going to savor every moment. Is it weird to compare my husband to a wild animal lurking around right now? It was hard enough to pay attention with his hands caressing my thighs, and if he kept looking at me like that for a while longer, I was definitely going to attack him. So I moved the hand that had been on his chest back up to his neck and got close to his ear. As I got closer, his hands gripped my thighs tighter. I may have rubbed a little bit, but I told you, I had the right to cheat. I wonder if he thought I looked like a lurking animal. "If you want me to see you as something more, husband, stop buying me expensive bags or cars every chance you get. I'm here and if you want it that bad, man up and come and get it." I said and placed a kiss between her neck and ear. I was extremely sexy right now and judging by the hands up my skirt I was on the right track but I needed one last stroke. I was going to say the same thing he'd said to me a couple of days ago and get my revenge for that day, and then I could enjoy myself for a while, because with hands on my bare buttocks and legs, my mind was starting to wander too. And this giant of a man wasn't the only one affected by these little tricks. After the kiss, I pulled back, looked into his blackened eyes, gave him the last stroke and finished my show. "If you've got the balls!"

#R18 #MatureContents #NORAPE #strongfemalelead Reader discretion is advised. ................. Sloth noun -reluctance to work or make an effort; laziness. A lazy and casual life. That was the only thing that Lyca Huang wanted after transmigrating into the body of a rich young miss. Tired of schemes and killing, the lazy elite assassin vowed to enjoy her second life and live a life of luxury while lazing around and bossing over her servants. With her doting mother and loving father, Lyca thought that she could easily achieve this goal. Oh boy was she wrong... so wrong. Who would have thought that her prominent grandfather would introduce her as the heiress to his security empire? How could her lazy ass manage a conglomerate? She wanted to protest! She must decline the offer in front of the whole Huang Family! However, at the time of the announcement she was so busy eating her freshly peeled grapes and could not find the time to just open her mouth to speak. Second, she was too lazy to argue or create a strain of conversation with anyone else at the party. In the end, Lyca nodded at her grandfather’s words as she continued eating. Sometimes… food was more important than pointless arguments, ah. Moreover an heiress sounded really interesting. That only meant... more food and servants, right? ………………………. “Oi, Shen Qui, do you like me?” she leaned towards him, showing a little bit of her chest that was covered by her thin robe. She smiled and batted her eyelids. “No,” he answered, his face stern. “That will never happen.” “Good!” The smile on her face disappeared as she nodded, satisfied at the lack of emotion in his face. “Then… marry me.” ………………………… "You stayed in your room for three days," he stated. "So?" "Without going out." "Hm," she nodded. "You just slept and ate all day." "And?" "Well… that's not very healthy, is it?" His lips curved into a wry smile. "No. Not healthy." "I don't want to become a widower at twenty-five." Lyca's eyebrow lifted. "Are you cursing me?" She fought the urge to laugh. What widower? This man's honesty is sometimes infuriating. "I am tired," she said. "From doing nothing?" She nodded. "I am saving energy." "To do nothing?" She looked at him and didn't miss the concern in his eyes. "To do you." She uttered and immediately laughed when she saw his face reddened. ......................................... One lazy heiress. One hardworking illegitimate soldier. Two opposite worlds. Two different goals. And one marriage due to her laziness. ...... Lazily Yours Volume 1: COMPLETED VOLUME 2 - Aden Shen's Story (Lyca's son) - HIS SAVAGE LOVE STARTS AT PAGE 495 - can be read separately. Killing her son in front of her wasn’t enough to satisfy their savagery. So they cut off her limbs and laughed as she bled to death. In the end, the life of the prodigy Gabrielle Sutton ended with her eyes full of unwillingness and thirst for vengeance. Who would have thought that the end she had expected never arrived? Instead of falling into the abyss of death, she woke up ten years before her demise. Would she be able to save herself this time? Book 2 of Seven Deadly Sins Series Sin of Sloth: Lazily Yours

"If I could offer you a test for a virtual reality game, would you like to try it?" ------------------- "Done?" Duke breathed a sigh of relief, but the slightest movement sent a sharp pain through his body. He looked down at himself in the dim light of the torches outside his cell. It was a scarred, emaciated body, crisscrossed with whips that had torn away from the linen clothes, revealing ferocious swelling and bleeding wounds. Stinking wet ropes hung from above, binding his hands and holding him so upright that only his toes could barely touch the ground for support. The unbearable pain of burning, tingling, and spasms, accompanied by the aching muscles of being fixed in one position for too long, constantly invaded Duke's brain. But it was also these feelings that reminded him that he was still alive! "Finally, it's gonna be over." Said Duke with a wry smile.

The Great Tyrant grasps the victory but backstabbed by his most trusted and only ally.

Jessica parte per Los Angeles con i suoi genitori per una settimana. Appena arrivò, il pomeriggio uscii di casa e casualmente incontrò Jace Norman, il suo attore preferito da 2 anni. Già il giorno dopo diventarono fidanzati, ma appena lo seppe la sua migliore amica Sara, iniziarono i problemi: rubare il fidanzato e "tradimenti". L'anno dopo iniziarono i problemi seri, Jessica imparò lo shuffle e grazie a questa disciplina diventò piano piano più conosciuta, ma d'altra parte ci furono anche problemi, soprattutto salute e amore. ⚠️ATTENZIONE⚠️ Linguaggio verbale volgare Buona lettura

Once The Bringer of hope defied, It Disrupts to become a chaotic Death Bringer. - PS - Word Count for every Chapters is 150- 300

Ang pagiging cancer sa lipunan bilang isang napakagaling na tao. Pinagbibidahan ni Yasuo samahan sa napakagandang pakikipagsapalaran.

There is no synopsis for this novel yet but for now but there will be once i know where this is going. PS: the title is temporary

If ancient gods could be summoned by humans, could humans be summoned by inferior creatures as gods? Tang Lin was an ordinary human, but he was summoned by a being from a different dimension to become a giant in another world. "Connection composition complete, contract generated." "About to enter the lower dimensional realm, mission completion: 99%" Looking at the dimensional empire that was overturned at the lift of his foot, Tang Lin pulled a wry face. "Am... am I invincible now..."

Lucion was born with the name of a devil, he explores the world of love, heartbreak, death, and Fallen Angels, what will he find? And how will it change him.

Giorno, who had reencarnated as Demon King, after an endless war against the humans heros, finally is defeated. By the end his life as Demon King, return his life as a human in the same point when he left it. He living in a pigsty, bathed in vomit that had take off the his life cause for his drunkenness, whith a misery employee and a break family whom he abandonated. What will be the destiny of who was the Demons Lord, who is now a simple human? and even more important, what was that other world?

Giorno, quien había reencarnado como Rey Demonio, después de una interminable guerra contra los héroes humanos, por fin es derrotado. Al terminar su vida como Rey Demonio, retoma su vida como un humano en el mismo punto que la dejó. Viviendo en una pocilga, bañado en el vómito que le quitó la vida a causa de su ebriedad, con un trabajo de miseria y una familia destrozada a quien él abandonó. ¿Cuál será el destino de aquel que fue El Señor de los Demonios, ahora que es nuevamente un simple humano? y aún más importante: ¿qué era ese otro mundo?

**Capitolo 1: Il Velo dell'Inganno** La luce del mattino filtrava attraverso le tende di broccato, proiettando strisce dorate sul pavimento di marmo del palazzo. La duchessa Isabella si svegliò nel suo letto ornato, il cuore pesante e la mente tumultuosa. Sapeva che quel giorno sarebbe stato come tanti altri, segnato dalla presenza opprimente del duca Vittorio. Isabella si alzò lentamente, il suo riflesso nello specchio dorato le rivelava una bellezza che il tempo non aveva ancora intaccato. Ma la corruzione che si annidava nella sua vita matrimoniale stava lasciando segni invisibili, un peso che si accumulava giorno dopo giorno. Ogni sorriso che sfoderava in pubblico era un velo di inganno, un modo per nascondere la sua crescente disperazione. Mentre si vestiva, il pensiero di chiedere il divorzio le attraversò la mente per l'ennesima volta. Ma la paura di ciò che avrebbe potuto significare la paralizzava. La sua posizione, la sua reputazione, tutto ciò che aveva costruito sarebbe andato in frantumi. Ma continuare a vivere sotto lo stesso tetto del marito, un uomo che la trattava come un oggetto, era diventato insopportabile. Dopo una rapida colazione, Isabella si preparò per il suo consueto incontro con il duca. Sapeva che avrebbe dovuto affrontare il suo sguardo gelido e i suoi commenti sarcastici. Ma oggi, sentiva una scintilla di determinazione crescere dentro di lei, un impulso a non lasciarsi sopraffare. Mentre scendeva le scale del palazzo, il rumore dei suoi passi risuonava nei corridoi vuoti, un eco della sua solitudine. La corte era già in fermento, i nobili si muovevano come ombre, ognuno intento a coltivare le proprie ambizioni. Isabella si sentiva un intrusa tra di loro, una donna imprigionata in un mondo che non le apparteneva. Entrando nella sala principale, il duca Vittorio la aspettava, seduto su un trono di legno intagliato. I suoi occhi scuri si sollevarono al suo ingresso, ma il suo volto rimase impassibile. "Ah, la mia adorata duchessa. Sei in ritardo," disse con un tono che nascondeva un velato disprezzo. "Mi scuso, mio signore," rispose Isabella, mantenendo la voce calma nonostante il tumulto dentro di lei. Ogni parola era una battaglia, e ogni giorno la costringeva a indossare una maschera sempre più pesante. La discussione si svolse come sempre, un gioco di parole e manovre. Ma oggi, Isabella sentiva che il suo spirito era in subbuglio, pronto a ribellarsi. Mentre il duca si vantava delle sue conquiste politiche, la duchessa si ritrovò a sognare un mondo diverso, un mondo in cui potesse essere libera. Quella notte, nel silenzio della sua camera, Isabella decise che non avrebbe più vissuto sotto il giogo del duca. La sua determinazione si accese come una fiamma, e da quel momento, avrebbe cominciato a tessere una rete di alleanze, a cercare coloro che, come lei, desideravano liberarsi dalle catene della tirannia. Il divorzio non sarebbe stato solo una questione personale, ma un atto di ribellione contro il regime che l'aveva intrappolata. La duchessa era pronta a lottare, a riscrivere il proprio destino e a diventare la leader che il suo popolo meritava.

In her previous life, Lina Riley harbored an unrequited love for the Fifth Princess, Victoria Ashwood. Lina sacrificed everything for her—securing her place on the throne, protecting her borders, and losing her arm and sight in the process. Yet, her loyalty was repaid with a goblet of poisoned wine and the execution of her entire family. Victoria despised her, accusing Lina of cruelty and of orchestrating her elder sister’s death, deeming her unworthy of love. When the poison took effect, Lina closed her eyes in despair, only to awaken back in the moment they first met. On that fateful day, Lina had stumbled upon Victoria being beaten by palace maids, an encounter that set everything in motion. This time, Lina turned away, choosing a different path, but a faint fragrance of plum blossoms lured her in. One reckless night led to a moment of despair when she awoke to find the coldly beautiful face of her bedmate—Lucille Everard, the Princess Regent. Lucille, while outwardly uninterested in court affairs, was notorious for her swift and decisive actions that had seen emperors replaced with alarming frequency. Compared to Lucille’s power, Lina’s past dealings with Victoria seemed like mere child's play. As Lucille stirred awake, Lina's nerves were frayed. “Given the circumstances, Your Highness, what do you think of me now?” she asked, resigned to her fate. To her surprise, Lucille chuckled softly. “I think you’re wonderful.” Stunned, Lina could only manage a confused “Huh?” From that moment, everything veered off course. Lucille's palace soon bloomed with roses—Lina’s favorite. Amidst the swaying blossoms, the resolute Princess Regent would gently take Lina’s hand, her once-frigid gaze warm and tender. “My dear Lina, you are the finest woman in the world.” In her new life, Lina often dreamed. She dreamt of someone leaving a bouquet of roses at her grave, their robes trailing the light fragrance of plum blossoms. They sipped wine with a wry smile, murmuring, “Silly girl, I avenged you.” Victoria Ashwood was reborn too. She hadn’t expected that killing Lina would provoke her aunt’s ruthless revenge. Determined to avoid a similar fate, she resolved to feign affection for Lina, even if it took a lifetime. At a palace banquet, Victoria was taken aback by Lina’s beauty. Draped in fine silks, Lina was a dazzling sight, so different from the weathered woman Victoria remembered. Drawn to her, Victoria was about to approach when she noticed Lucille at Lina’s side, gently wiping her lips with a soft smile. “Take it slow,” Lucille murmured. Lina paused, then chuckled as she adjusted a strand of Lucille’s hair. Victoria’s heart twisted in fury. When her desperate attempts to win Lina back failed, she demanded, “Why won’t you love me?” Lina sneered. “Show some respect, Fifth Princess. You should address me as Aunt. Besides, your hypocrisy and cold-heartedness make you unworthy of love.” Years ago, a young Lucille Everard encountered a lost girl in the palace gardens. The girl declared that Lucille was beautiful and promised to marry her one day. Thirteen years later, a fateful misunderstanding during a bout of poisoning entwined their paths. What began as teasing quickly turned Lucille from a hunter into prey, helplessly ensnared by the woman she never forgot. Tags: 1. Cold yet protective Princess Regent × Reborn and resigned noblewoman 2. Nine-year age gap (Princess Regent is older) 3. Alternate history, non-patriarchal setting 4. Puppet empress, regent princess ruling behind the scenes 5. Two lifetimes of love, slow-burn romance

"Everything is a lie! My life is a lie!" Is she suppose to celebrate? Or to throw a pit? Wry amusement was painted on Keana's beautiful face as she stares at the paper she's holding. She scoffed and rolled her eyes. Who wouldn't? She been living as Amara Keana De Amorie until now that she discovered her real identity. How would she react to the truth bombarded to her face? Masaya naman siyang nabubuhay ng simple kasama ang nag-iisang kapatid na si Aira. The whirlwind of her fate began when she got accepted at George Steven Montello International College as a full scholar and meet the rich students there. Then came the biggest twist of her life when she met Craige David Montello. Her life became like one hell of a fairytale or more like a nightmare. She's beautiful, smart and bubbly but an orphan. Who would she ran to when her life turned upside down?

The Sissy One is stirring after centuries of silence. An army is forming, with humans, dwarves, and other creatures joining up from across the Wry Lands, united for the first time in history under an unified Order. The Sissy One and his forces of Jester would have their hands on the universe's walls by spring, if not sooner. Unless a mythical Shadow appeared... ° ° ° ° Karsten's life was challenging, and his survival was even more so. He never took anything for granted. He'd grown up in the slums as an underground nobody, taking numerous risks that nearly cost him his life. But one last risk nearly killed him, as he chose to take an unprecedented path which only three people in the universe's entire history had taken. Karsten must abandon his old life and accept a new persona and name. He needed to... merge with death itself.

Shi’an glanced at the man who was lying on the ground, half-dead. Then, he lifted his head and looked into his sister's eyes. With a wry smile, he asked, “Don’t you know what ‘low-key’ means?” Mo’an raised an eyebrow. “He’s not dead. It’s a pretty good start?” Shi’an felt his mouth twitching. It hadn’t been long since their arrival at the military academy, and this little sister of his already stirred up trouble. “Then, do you remember that you promised mom to hide your ability and keep it below average?” Tilting her head, Mo’an mumbled, “But I didn’t use much force to bring him down. Anyway, he was just terribly weak.” “Weak or not, that was still a high-ranking officer.” “He was?” “Yes.” “Oh...” Mo’an bit her lips, sneaking a glance at the half-dead officer. There were only two things she had to be careful of, and yet she already screwed one. First, she had to stay low-key and not draw attention to her. Otherwise, the army certainly wouldn’t let her go home after her military service ended, not with her monstrous potential. Second, she had to hide her gender. If someone discovered that she was a girl pretending to be a boy, she and her tribe would have to pay a heavy price. After all, the tribal chief’s daughter had to be sent to the Emperor’s courtyard, not to the military!

In a small town shrouded in mystery and fear, a young woman in her 20s named Bianca finds herself inexplicably transported into the body of a young boy. She awakens in a dark, dreary hospital that seems to exist in a realm between the living and the dead. As she navigates this eerie setting, she realizes that she is part of a deadly game where she must outwit a sinister hunter who is relentlessly pursuing her as the prey. As Bianca delves deeper into this twisted game, she uncovers dark secrets about the hospital and its inhabitants. Haunting whispers and ghostly apparitions guide her through the labyrinthine corridors, urging her to unravel the mysteries that lie hidden within the hospital's walls. Despite the grim circumstances, Bianca's wry sense of humor and quick wit provide moments of unexpected comedy amidst the horror and suspense. With each twist and turn, she must confront her deepest fears and confront the supernatural forces that threaten to consume her. As the lines between reality and nightmare blur, Bianca must race against time to solve the enigma of her predicament and escape the clutches of the hunter before it's too late. Will she uncover the truth behind the hospital's dark past, or will she become another victim in this deadly game of cat and mouse?

Elisabetta aveva sempre sognato di visitare la Scozia, con le sue colline verdi, i castelli imponenti e la cultura antica. Quando finalmente decise di partire, sentiva un'emozione così forte che non riusciva a tenere a freno la sua eccitazione. Dopo un lungo viaggio, Elisabetta arrivò finalmente a Edimburgo, la capitale scozzese. La città era affascinante, con le sue stradine acciottolate, i pub accoglienti e i monumenti storici. Elisabetta si stabilì in un piccolo appartamento vicino al centro città e decise di esplorare la città a piedi. Mentre camminava tra le vie del centro, si imbatté in un giovane archeologo scozzese di nome Andrew. Andrew era un uomo affascinante, con gli occhi verdi e i capelli castani arruffati. Si incontrarono casualmente in un pub e iniziarono a parlare di storia e cultura scozzese. Elisabetta rimase affascinata dalla passione di Andrew per la storia antica e gli chiese se le avrebbe mostrato il castello di Edimburgo, che aveva sempre sognato di visitare. Andrew accettò di accompagnare Elisabetta al castello il giorno successivo. Mentre camminavano tra le mura del castello, Andrew raccontò a Elisabetta la storia della Scozia e dei suoi antichi re. Elisabetta era molto interessata alla storia della Scozia e chiese ad Andrew di mostrarle altri luoghi storici. Andrew accettò di mostrarle un antico sito archeologico vicino alla città. Mentre camminavano lungo un sentiero, videro una figura oscura che sembrava seguirla. Andrew si preoccupò e decise di accompagnare Elisabetta a casa. Quando arrivarono, Andrew le chiese di stare attenta e di non camminare da sola la notte. Elisabetta era confusa e spaventata, ma non riusciva a capire cosa stesse accadendo. Decise di andare a dormire presto quella notte e di chiedere aiuto a Andrew il giorno successivo. La mattina dopo, Andrew si presentò all'appartamento di Elisabetta e le disse che aveva scoperto che c'era un ladro nella zona. Elisabetta si sentì sollevata, ma allo stesso tempo preoccupata. Andrew le chiese se voleva venire con lui a visitare un antico sito archeologico, dove avrebbe potuto mostrare a Elisabetta antiche reliquie scozzesi. Elisabetta accettò, ma quando arrivarono sul luogo, scoprirono che le reliquie erano scomparse. Andrew era sconvolto e chiese aiuto a Elisabetta per trovare il ladro. Mentre investigavano, scoprirono che il ladro era in realtà una banda di trafficanti di reliquie antiche. Andrew e Elisabetta collaborarono con la polizia locale e riuscirono a catturare i trafficanti. Alla fine della sua avventura in Scozia, Elisabetta si rese conto di aver vissuto una delle esperienze più emozionanti della sua vita. Scoprì che la Scozia era una terra piena di misteri e avventure, ma soprattutto di persone gentili come Andrew. Ciao! Vuoi chiedere qualsiasi cosa con il chatbot alimentato da ChatGPT in tasca? AI Assistant per qualsiasi attività, chatta come i tuoi amici! Scarica la nostra app e provala! https://adamai.baichuanhk.com/page/download

Giorno Delipherin,a famous author known for his world buildings in all his novels finished his last chapter of his latest novel on his birthday dies a tragic lonely death on the same day which is february 18.5034. due to him dying of old age at 30 years cuz of the decrease in life expectancy after world War 4 that happened at year 4001~4001(a month) he had a lot of regrets when dying. [COMMENCING Z.I.V.E PROJECT] after his death a screen appeared near his "soul" as his soul was then dragged by the screen somewhere. But fortunately for him or his novel,he is reborn in his own novel as a extra with all of his memories. The extra he was born as just happened to be prince of certain very big guild. it is a most dangerous kind of world with gates, monsters, dungeons, towers, gods, devils and villains everywhere. follow him as he as understands the reason for his forced reincarnation. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ [world hopping] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ AUTHORS NOTES: this story is born from my desire to make the protagonist fight against an enemy that has a different power system than his own. I tried including all the power systems I know that you guys can get the best experience possible. hope it makes someone with this kind of taste happy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Amaya is the youngest daughter of Lord Bailey, the leader of the humans after the world revolves such that lycans owned half of it when they decided to step out of hiding. With problems arising at every turn, Lord Bailey has no choice but to give his daughter, Aimee, as a bride for an alliance between the lycans. However, rebels threaten the peace and Amaya is forced into play as she is the remaining princess to deal with the lycan king, who happens to be the mate who rejected her. ******* "Can I know why?" I croaked blinking away the tears that tried to leak out of my ducts as wind blew around us l, carrying my hair everywhere. He looked at me, gaze hard, cold and condescending. "You're not enough. You can never be enough." I knew he hated me, I just wished it wouldn't be this much. I shifted my weight on my feet, dropping my gaze for half a second before looking at him again, my heart breaking over and over. "Why? Why can't I-?" I stopped, choking on a sob. "I'm your mate." ***** I never imagined I would learn so much about him through heartache. I had never felt this broken before and I was barely holding myself together. "What do you want me to do? What should I change?" I begged, almost dropping to my knees. His lips quirked up slightly and amusement played in his eyes. Was he finally letting me in? "There is one thing," he replied with a wry grin. "Maybe you could just not exist. I don't want you, and I wish I never met you."

Atto 1: Interno - Capanno sulle rive del Lago di Varano - Giorno Il capanno di Angelo e Robert è un rifugio rustico, ricoperto di rami e con una vista mozzafiato sul Lago di Varano. All'interno, è pieno di libri, mappe e strumenti di ricerca. Angelo, un uomo dai capelli grigi e occhi penetranti, sta studiando intensamente un antico manoscritto, mentre Robert, giovane e avventuroso, è seduto al tavolo con una mappa del lago. Angelo: (con entusiasmo) Robert, guarda cosa ho trovato! Questo manoscritto parla delle storie tramandate da generazioni sui presunti avvistamenti del mostro del Lago di Varano. Potrebbe essere la chiave per decifrare il mistero. Robert: (affascinato) Fantastico, Angelo! Se riusciamo a confermare l'esistenza di questa creatura, potremmo rivoluzionare la comunità scientifica e rivelare un'intera nuova dimensione del paranormale. Angelo: (indicando la mappa) Guarda qui, Robert. Ho tracciato tutti i punti degli avvistamenti. Sembrano concentrarsi in una zona particolare del lago. È il momento di metterci sulla sua traccia. I due avventurieri si preparano per il viaggio, riempiendo uno zaino con attrezzature da escursione, telecamere, binocoli e tutto ciò che potrebbe essere utile per le loro indagini. Angelo: (guardando la mappa) Dobbiamo essere pronti a tutto, Robert. Se il mostro del lago esiste davvero, potrebbe essere pericoloso e imprevedibile. Robert: (con fiducia) Affrontiamo tutte le sfide insieme, Angelo. Siamo i cacciatori di misteri. Spero che questa avventura ci porti la verità che stiamo cercando da tanto tempo. I due avventurieri escono dal capanno, pronti a iniziare il loro viaggio

Lyraea, a world of dark melodies and magic, almost seven times greater than earth. A world with different races, seven kingdoms and three empires, on the eight continents. "LIGHT AND Shadow'' A novel that describes the events on Lyraea, Zyl is the protagonist who is handsome, lucky, serious, a genius and a complete opposite of me. I am Kai, a guy with a tragic life and just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, I found myself face-to-face with an unknown woman who seemed to know me a little too well. "Ashton Coyle, why can't you be like others your age?" She scolded, her words dripping with disdain. I raised an eyebrow, confusion etched on my face. "Huh?" "Apologize to your mother, young man." She demanded, her voice stern. "Huh...?" Kai's mind raced as he looked up at her, a mixture of emotions swirling inside him; 'Excuse me lady, who the hell are you? And my mother is dead... Wait a minute...This name sounds a little familiar... Ashton... Ash--... Oh hell no, it can't be. Isn't Ashton Coyle the name of a third-rate villain from that novel 'Light and Shadow'?" 'The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. No, it hit me like a truck. I was now in the world of Celestia, a realm of magic and wonder, where seven kingdoms and three empires vied for power on eight great continents. And I was no longer myself, but Ashton Coyle, a character destined for humiliation...' A wry chuckle escaped Kai's lips as he gazed up at the beautiful glass chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and he thought; 'Ah, how I want to beat you up, dear uncle... I wish that you remain single through out your entire life ...Ugh, why me Dear Lord? what a headache...' ........................................................................ In the dimly lit bar, soft candlelight dances across the polished wooden counter, casting a warm and soft glow. Behind it, a girl is cleaning a delicate mirror, her face half-hidden by a black cat mask. Only her lips, painted crimson, were visible, curving up. Her black silk attire seemed to blend with the shadows. A bell above the door rang, and she looked up, her gaze locking onto yours. "Welcome, dear lost reader. I expected you..." "Oh my, you aren't wearing a mask... Don't you know this world is a Masquerade? Here, everyone wears a mask." "Dear Reader, are you ready to don your mask and enter this world of deception and wonder?" "Step into the shadows...Dear Reader."

In his world, she was the sole burst of color, the radiant sunshine amidst the darkness and gray that enveloped his existence. Everything else seemed to fade into a monochrome blur of black and gray, while she stood out like a vibrant masterpiece. Suddenly, without warning, she vanished, leaving behind a deep ache in his heart. The mysterious departure felt like she had evaporated into the air, leaving him lost and bewildered. Despite turning the city upsidedown in search of her, she remained elusive, disappearing without a trace. She was the only hue in his colorless world, a stark contrast made even more poignant by his affliction that rendered everything devoid of color. Yet, in her presence, he could discern the vivid details of her skin, the silky darkness of her hair, the flush of her cheeks, and the delicate curve of her lips, each as clear as daylight. Her absence plunged his world back into the bleak shades of black and gray. Five years later, she returned with a new guise, a different persona, and on the day of his wedding, she abducted him, shattering the facade of his new beginning.. ... Her voice trembled in confusion, "Where am I? What's happening?" His voice was cool and composed, "You're in your bed," he stated matter-of-factly. Indignantly, she accused him, "im in my bed but you are in my bed too? How could you! You took advantage of me?" With a wry smile, he retorted, "No, darling, you're the one who initiated everything. You abducted me, You undressed me, you're the one who took advantage of me..." A charged silence hung in the air, filled with accusations and unspoken desires, until he claimed her mouth with a bold declaration.   Hello, dear readers! I invite you to delve into this heartfelt narrative that will reignite the butterflies in your stomach. This is not your typical tale of wealth or power, but a story that will touch your heart and soul. Containing intimate scenes rated R for their intensity, this story will elicit passion and desire, igniting a fire within you.* blushes*