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Sasuke Using His Sharingan

Sharing a Pavilion With You

Meili is a once-in-a-generation beauty raised in secrecy in the inner courtyards. To keep her safe from the palace concubine selections, her family conspires to make everyone, including her, believe that she's ugly. The secret's revealed when 3 peeping Tom’s get more than they bargained for spying on the 'ugly sister' bathing. The perverts are best friends, a young commander, the second prince, and an admired poet, and the 3 young men compete fiercely for her affections. As Meili emerges from 16 years in seclusion, her deeply rooted body dysmorphia has hilarious consequences as she misreads her interactions with men and proves to be a far more complex puzzle to woo than any of them are equipped for. A cdrama romcom where a young girl is a glittering prize trying her hardest not to be won. [#teen #lovequadrangle #historicalromance #romcom #chinesedrama #sweetromance] EXTRACT: Meili slipped out of her robe and sat on a ledge in the warm pool. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, tiny silver bells tinkled as she moved. It felt wonderful to be free of her chest binding. It was starting to get quite painful. She didn't dare stop wearing it in case it encouraged her already disconcertingly large breasts to keep expanding. It was onto this scene that the Commander, the Prince and the poet happened, as they soundlessly raised their heads above the peaked roofline. For a full minute not one of them moved or breathed. Her long hair covered her generous curves, allowing tantalising glimpses. She reached behind her neck to push back her hair. Commander Bai, realising what was about to happen, clamped each of his hands firmly over the eyes of the Prince and Tan Bowen. A fight broke out on the ridge-line as the men clawed and scratched in a panicked attempt to see what came next. Meili looked up in fright, just as the commander forcefully pushed his two friends, sliding them down the steep rooftop. For just a split second, the eyes of Commander Bai and Meili met.
ShuiShu · 157K Views

The world of killing gods and the sharingan

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.
DaoistPe0USa · 64.4K Views

Fragment of us

Fragments of Us A story of love, betrayal, and redemption set in the heart of Bangkok, Fragments of Us follows the lives of two young men whose love was once their greatest refuge until one devastating night shattered everything. Arthur and Nick grew up together, fell in love in secret, and built a world where they could be themselves, away from the expectations of family and society. But when a carefully orchestrated lie rips them apart, love turns into heartbreak, trust into doubt, and a single moment destroys the years they spent holding on to each other. Now, a year later, fate pulls them back together but the truth remains that everything is still the same. Nick, who vanished without a trace, is suddenly back in Bangkok, but not as the man Arthur once knew. The warmth in his eyes is gone, replaced by a cold distance. The fake engagement Nick entered into was meant to be a shield, a way to escape his own feelings but it was also a blade, one that cut deep into Arthur’s heart. But what Nick doesn’t know is that Arthur never stopped searching for him after knowing the whole truth. And the truth is far more twisted than either of them ever imagined. Arthur and Nick’s love began in the quiet corridors of their childhood, in the stolen moments between school and home, where their feelings grew into something so powerful that it became impossible to ignore. By the time they reached university, their love was still strong, real, undeniable, and consuming. They built a life together in the bustling heart of Bangkok, balancing their dreams. Nick, ambitious and disciplined, had his sights set on business success, while Arthur, passionate and expressive, lived for his art. Despite their differences, they found home in each other. Until Tyler entered their lives. Jealousy is a slow poison, and Tyler, a new friend who never truly wished them well, made sure it spread. He watched them closely, waiting for a chance to break them apart. And then he struck. A drugged drink. A staged betrayal. A series of incriminating photographs. Nick, blinded by pain and betrayal, believed the worst. Instead of fighting for the truth, he let his hurt consume him. And Arthur was left alone, drowning in the wreckage of a love he thought was unbreakable. Bangkok became a different city without Nick. The apartment they once shared became nothing more than four walls and memories too painful to face. Arthur spiraled, searching for answers, for proof that he had not betrayed the man he loved. But Nick was gone. Disappeared. No calls. No messages. Nothing. Three months later Then came the news that shattered Arthur’s world all over again. Nick had moved on. And not just with anyone, but with an engagement to his best friend Mia. The engagement was a front, a lie that Nick told himself would make things easier and make Arthur feel his pain of betrayal too. But every day, he lived with the weight of what he had done. Because the truth was, despite his anger, despite the pain, Nick had never stopped loving Arthur. He had simply convinced himself that love was not enough. One year later, Arthur has not stopped searching for Nick. He has learned the whole truth from Tyler, Mia and Pim and so he was determined in looking for Nick and bringing them back together again It happens unexpectedly, on a busy street, in a crowded road, in the places they used to walk through. But Arthur doesn’t expect the wave of emotions that comes crashing down on him. Nick, who once disappeared, is now right in front of him but he couldn’t reach him. Nick never expected to see Arthur again. Never expected to feel the same pull, the same ache in his chest every time their eyes met. He told himself he had let go. That he doesn't deserve Arthur. But Arthur was never someone he could forget. Now, with the truth unraveling before him, Nick is forced to confront the greatest mistake of his life that is leaving Arthur behind. He has to make up for the past.
Kiki_7687 · 390 Views

His Charisma

Kiefer knew when he had contracted the Weave. He would suffer incessant nosebleed, raging headaches, auditory and visual hallucinations and occasionally lose consciousness. Those were the major symptoms of the Weave. These symptoms would continue for what seemed like forever. Scraping away at his increasingly fragile mind, rendering every night more fearful than the last. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- When the clock would strike midnight, his sheets could usually be found slick with sweat, sticking to his body and getting even more soaked. Kiefer would try to move his limbs but they never really responded. His eyelids were shut tightly as he couldn't even open them. He would struggle and struggle one too many times to open them but they weren't exceptions in whatever was happening to him. But his ears? His ears picked up every single sound that surrounded him. Sometimes, Kiefer would hear one too many voices speaking at the exact same time, that they began translating into bundles and bundles of gibberish. His head ached terribly and he could do absolutely nothing about it. Trauma. While his eyes were shut, visions of vile and rabid monsters would charge at him from caves and clearings he could never quite make out. Their eyes, bloodshot, their teeth more like fangs dripping with crimson red blood, trying so desperately to rip the poor boy apart. Trauma. Kiefer would now and then try his hardest to wake himself up from the turbulent nightmare but it really did seem like the Weave hadn't had enough fun with him. -•-•-•- Kiefer would occasionally find himself tethering on the edge of the narrowest piece of boulder on what seemed to be a cliff. Looking down, his eyes would widen and his face would contort with fear as molten magma thrashed turbulently just few inches below his feet, burning and scalding his feet repeatedly. Then, all too suddenly, the cliff would melt and Kiefer would find himself falling back-first, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to grab onto whatever came into his grip to save himself. A guttural scream would escape his lips and echo off the far walls as he plunged deep into the boiling magma. -•-•-•- He wakes up with a start every new day, his forehead slick with sweat, his nightwear damp and his hair even damper. Soon, Kiefer didn't need a diviner to tell him the Weave was out for his heart. SUPPORT THIS NOVEL TO KEEP US MOTIVATED!!! FOLLOW INSTA ACCOUNT @guordio_masetti
guordio_masetti · 10K Views
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