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Diary Of A Wimpy Kid Third Wheel

Wheel of Desires – To Kickstart A Revolution

Narrated by yours truly, Serpentine. Alright, listen up, fellow fourth-wall enthusiasts and meta-maniacs, because this isn't just any story—this is the story. A story of grit, chaos, betrayal, revolution, and crowdfunding. This is the tale of a once-mighty (and devilishly handsome) Ascended Demon – you guessed it, me – who dared to defy the universe itself to create something greater than Fate: an anime. Now, you might be wondering, “But Serpentine, aren’t you supposed to be a rogue cosmic entity tangled up in an interdimensional tournament orchestrated by the Primordials to achieve universal balance?” To which I’d say, “Yes. But have you seen the budget Primordials allocate to logistics? Absolutely criminal. Somebody had to step in and make sure the real priorities – like making a quality Wheel of Faith anime animated by Ufotable – got the attention they deserved.” The Kickstarter Chronicles isn’t just a book. It’s a revolution. It’s a declaration. It’s a movement (patent pending). Over 200 chaotic, hilarious, and occasionally heartfelt chapters, I’ll be gathering allies, facing impossible odds, and navigating the wild world of interdimensional politics. And all the while, I’ll be rallying you – yes, you, reader! –to support The Wheel of Faith campaign, the very foundation of this sprawling, multiverse-spanning saga. Want to meet canon characters from every corner of the Wheel? They're here. Want to see fan-submitted fighters duke it out with insane powers? Possibly. Want to join the chaos yourself? Well, you can! Every like, share, and dollar raised adds fuel to this cosmic fire. And if you're broke? No sweat. Spread the word. Join the Discord. Become part of the legacy. This isn’t just a book you read. It’s a campaign you live. It’s about all of us coming together to build something extraordinary – while I dodge death beams, manage questionable alliances, and try not to completely unravel the fabric of the multiverse. Again. And don’t worry. No spoilers here. But let’s just say, by the end of this story, you’ll be (hopefully) laughing, crying, and maybe even reaching for your wallet. So what are you waiting for? Join the Wheel of Faith campaign today!
TheSerpentine · 2.2K Views

Ascension : Dawn Of The Third Evolution

Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other. Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away." The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry. ------------------ A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution. A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution. Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution. What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night? Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital. The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution. Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes
Lu_Shui · 166.4K Views

The Master's Third Wife

Princess Kaylan - that was her name. Young, pretty, smart, and most importantly, crazy. She wasn't the regular kind of princess you must've read in books or heard about. As a matter of fact, her family and people of her Kingdom often wondered if she was really the King's daughter. If it wasn't for the extreme love and trust King Moreh had for his fourth wife - who was Kaylan's mother - he'd have doubted and questioned her loyalty and suspected Kaylan was for another man - not him.. Kaylan was always seen on the streets, playing, fighting and causing confusion. Go to the busiest places in the Kingdom - there you'll find Kaylan. Go to the market place - Kaylan would surely be there. When you see a crowd gathered due to a fight, check properly and Kaylan must be involved. That's been the life of the princess. Her parents were already tired of talking and had become so fed of Jaden's unruly lifestyle. She's never behaved like royalty - never. Instead, she prefered living on the streets and doing crazy things. Her step mothers and sisters hated her as well due to the shame she often brought to the family. And that was because, most of the time, people were always at the palace to lay complaints about Kaylan. When the King tried all he could but couldn't change his daughter, he decided to make a drastic decision. He decided to marry her off to the Master and also known as the beast - Master Xander. Master Xander was the ruler of the popular Xander community. He was fierce, cold evil and heartless - so many people believed. He had no time for the pleasures of life as all he thinks about was "war". He was one of the most skillful in sword fights and Xander could fight a hundred men alone and come out victorious - that was just how powerful he was. If Xander wasn't in a battle field, he was in the training ground. If Xander wasn't killing someone, he was definitely watching a person get punished. That was his daily routine. That was the only pleasure he enjoyed. People feared and respected him so much. They worshipped the ground he stepped on. Even when he was wrong, nobody dared to correct him or say a word to him. Though, he wasn't a King but just a Master of a community, people felt he was more powerful than 10 Kings put together. He's been married to two ladies previously, but they all ended up dead - due to Unknown reasons. When Kaylan discovers her father was marrying her off to the beast, she couldn't help but panic. For the first time in her life, she'd promised to change and become more of a princess, but it was too late as King Moreh had already made up his mind. Kaylan's mother begged him to reconsider, fearing her daughter might never come back alive, but the King still wouldn't change his mind. Who would want to get married to such a man? A man who's never smiled, A man who kills without a second thought. And a man who's lost 2 wives mysteriously. Kaylan felt her case would be like that of his other two wives and she might die as soon as she arrives. Definitely, it was a bad idea for someone as crazy as Kaylan to become the Master's third wife. * *
North_Wind17 · 23.2K Views

Second chance - Diary of a transmigrator

The sweet scent of flowers invades my nostrils, while a light breeze caresses my body. I reflexively turn the other way, my hand flailing around my waist futilely seeking my blanket. Unable to find it, I gradually wake up, only to realize that I am not on my bed, nor in my room or in my house… instead, I am lying in a patch of grass in what looks to be a small clearing in a forest. Wait… WHERE THE HELL ARE MY CLOTHES???? I jump to my feet in panic and look left and right trying to figure out what is happening. My mind can’t process the situation, but after a few minutes the panic recedes and I start thinking somewhat rationally again. I check myself for any injuries or bugs crawling on me and I am relieved when I find none. Then my brain processes what my eyes see and I freeze. I once again start checking my body slowly, running my hands over it inch by inch. My beer belly is gone, the white hairs on my chest are now black and my body while not exactly rippling has defined muscle lines. Yeah, nice dream, I thought. I haven’t looked or felt so good since I was 20. Then reality slaps me again. A memory surfaces from the depth of my mind from a researcher’s interview on tv; you can’t smell something in your dreams, you just identify the scent that you should be smelling. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I smell the grass, the little violet flowers, the scent of the tree resin carried by the wind… fuck!... Toto, we are not in Kansas anymore…
PinkCulture · 7K Views
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