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Reborn Flames, a writer, who's known for his shitty novel, ‘The world of trials’, found himself stuck in his prologue. Not a writer’s block. Actual stuck as in real life stuck in his novel. Everything seem to go well yesterday, he was offered an adaptation for his novel, and a big interview was arranged by his company. But when he opened his eyes, he awaken to see a white room, and he mistakes reality for some sort of dream

It is to be known, when a girl turns sixteen-: She is no more a girl! And, it is to be added, a man's greatest charm, is his rich earns and wit of standing out!! ***** ‘To, Miss Victoria Lancaster… My pen has sung, my writing has spoken… and I still remain a stranger! Or am I? My apologies for the wait, I stood by the riverside in Welsh lands, wondering why an imposter would impersonate my writings to you… Forgive me for calling him the word—I stand hurt, and hurt even more by this! From Prince Harry McVourse… with Love.' ***** Victoria Lancaster, fourth of the six Lancaster siblings, stands in the predicament of societal wants and her lone desire for love. Being introduced to society for the first time, and as the first daughter of her family to be introduced, she needs a successful first season. And a successful season for a lady means, securing a suitor and a husband! Concurrently, Harry McVourse, standing as Knight, seeks the same accomplishments as Victoria, but his situation is quite melodramatic! His mother, the third of King Charles' five wives—though each was married one after the other and divorced except for the last—seeks to have her two sons marry swiftly and bless her with a grandson. A grandson is not her will but a want from King Charles, demanded of his sons. This, indeed, is an all-queens' contest to see whose son shall deliver a grandson first. Knight, despite understanding the depth and urgency of the matter, knows that the partner must be his. An uncareful selection would lead to years of despair and pain! As of that matter, he depicts societal balls and celebrations as a confined showcase of hypocrisy and pretense. He needs see the eligible spinsters beyond societal confines, and that’s what leads him to stand as a night guard in the Lancasters' new London mansion. A coincidence? Therefore, with Victoria Lancaster being the definite spinster Knight becomes much engaged with, he gradually develops a desire for the girl. However, despite this desire, he is opposed by many admirers, especially his brother, Prince Edward McVourse, whose efforts cannot be overlooked, in addition to his half-brother, Prince William McVourse, a lad whose in future leaves Knight wrathful due to a certain impotent depiction. As a result, he delights in the idea of writing to Lady Lancaster every morning. An anonymous write! His intention being; to the least, stand out from the men in pursuit. However, without Knight’s knowledge, Victoria is slowly enjoying the curves and words in those writings. Each night, she dreads time to pass quickly, anticipating another writing to be brought to her. She becomes intrigued until she desires to know the man behind the writing. Additionally, her mother pressures her to stand firm on the choice of the man she is to choose—Lord Edward, Knight’s elder brother, who is said to possess two hundred thousand a year. The letters draw Victoria and Knight closer, but their budding connection faces significant challenges. Knight must navigate the rivalry with his brothers, particularly Edward and William, both competing for Victoria's hand, in addition to formally acquainting himself with the ladyship. Victoria, on the other hand, struggles to reconcile her growing feelings for the unknown writer with her mother's expectations and the societal norms of the time. What happens next? "In His Writing" is a novel set in the Victorian era, embracing themes of romance, mystery, and conflict, in addition to societal conflicts, identity, and desires. (DAILY UPDATES A WEEK.) I HOPE Y'ALL SHALL ENJOY. LIKE, COMMENT.

Hey. This isn't really a story of sorts. It's just my collection of poems that I wrote. I just like writing poems. Drop some power stones if you'd like, that would really help. Not that I'm in desperate need or something, haha. Have a good day. May you never roll a NAT 1 on life.

hello, possible future student, you may call me professor Null, and I'm the person who's going to be guiding you through the records of time and space and also the person who will be helping you to create your very own system! systems are the root of most novels and what they revolve around, So you have to make sure you can do the concept greatly! and I will be teaching you how to do that. (PS : funs for traveling the records every time you go inside of the book is about...1 stone)

A new journey, beautiful future, dreams come true. Come follow my journey to reach the shining star. *I am stuck in description* *Hope you like it !!*

every time I stepped out of my comfort zone I fell in the blossoms feeling not quiet to reach the peak bloom but stay low hidden with the petal hiding the shyness I stood motionless with the both eyes frozen in showiness at the first sight of enchantment

I decided to post some poems I've written and also will post most poems given by anyone, to find out how, read "Anthology Expectations" Please have fun reading these poems.;,;. __ Thank you silentscarlettt for the cover. Please check out her books: https://www.webnovel.com/book/11134602906265805/The-Wheel-of-Transmigration __ To chat with DeJeL and find other novels by DeJeL: tiny.cc/DJLWNC

Synopsis: Jake thought he’d struck gold when he reincarnated into Eldralore, a fantasy realm he “created” using AI. But instead of wielding the power of a beloved protagonist, he finds himself trapped in a chaotic world filled with beasts, demons, and a vengeful narrative he never fully understood. As Cameron, a druid destined to be a casualty in the epic he penned, Jake must navigate the treacherous political landscape to mend the deep-seated divides between races and prevent a catastrophic war. When a mysterious blue screen presents him with a daunting task—fix the plot holes he left behind or face death in ten years—Jake realizes he can no longer be a passive observer. With only two years to initiate trade between rival nations and combat pervasive discrimination, he must summon every ounce of wit and courage to rewrite his fate. Will Jake embrace his role as a reluctant hero and reshape the world he once created, or will he succumb to the chaos he wished to escape?

Set ope all shutters, that the day come in Like a sea or a din! Let not a nook of useless shade compel Thoughts of the night, or tell ...

I wrote these sonnets, poems, and quotes; in the darkest hours of my life and I hope some of you could relate. I write with all the love and joy I have for writing, just because I don't publish anything doesn't I still don't write behind closed doors.

Fang Yuan woke up and found that he had traveled through time and was participating in a creative competition. The contestants need to write scripts based on the topic! When the program team gave the theme: [Struggle] Everyone was racking their brains to write the old-fashioned story of a teenager studying and a middle-aged entrepreneur... Fang Yuan decided to take a different approach and give the audience a little shock! It's you, the failed art student - Adolf Hitler! At first, the audience thought it was a story about an art student who turned into a great painter, but the more they watched, the more they felt something was wrong... "Do you know how much a loaf of bread costs now? 500,000 marks!" "I want to stand at the highest place in the world and say "Stand at attention" to the whole world!" "I have never been to a military school for a day, but I have taken over the whole of Europe!" When they saw the protagonist in Fang Yuan's writing start a world war and the flames of war ignited the whole world, all the audience were stunned! "Starting a world war, you call this struggle?" "I asked you to write about struggle, what the hell is the rise of the devil!!!" Paypal support link: https://paypal.me/Yashams34

"It's not just your blood; I wish to taste every inch of you, darling." --- Christina's life shattered at the sight of her almost-fiancé hooking up with another woman. She had left behind so many things just to be with this jerk, and yet he dared to cheat and blame her? "Screw you! I'll find a better man!" She vowed, and it miraculously came true. In a very grand way! Reylan Blackwood, the enigmatic CEO of her company, a man whose charisma made women weak in the knees, proposed an irresistible deal. He offered to take care of her debts, her ailing mother, and even deal with her bastard ex, all in exchange for a one-year contract marriage. “And at what cost?” Christina wondered, unwilling to fall into this infamous playboy’s trap. In the end, forced by the consequences, she accepted his generous offer. However, as the facade of her fairy-tale life began to crack, she slowly realized her husband wasn’t the prince charming he pretended to be. He didn’t even have a heart to begin with, and what’s worse? He loved drinking blood—human blood! Now trapped under the same roof, how would she escape from this bloodthirsty husband? Or would she slowly succumb to his dark desires? --- Excerpt: "Why? Changed your mind and decided to sleep with me?" "No, I was here to grab a pillow." Christina retorted, attempting to push away the shameless stripper wrapped in nothing more than a towel around his waist. Reylan smirked, unaffected by her futile attempts to escape. Tracing a line over her neck, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, “Don’t deny it, darling. I clearly caught you staring as if you wanted to eat me earlier.” Damn, this bloodsucker! Christina cursed inwardly, feeling her cheeks flush not just from his words, but also from something unmistakably hard pressing against her waist. She shot Reylan a glare, only to find him smirking, fully aware of the effect he had on her. But she couldn’t fall for his tricks, not until he fulfilled his end of their contract! With a fake smile, Christina replied, “Sorry, sir. But I have long given up eating pork. So, if you could move-” "...." Wait! Did she just call him a pig?!

"I fucking hate you, my dear husband!" "Same here, my dear crazy wife!" ++++ When a rebirth deal was proposed, Ziana accepted it without hesitation. All she needed to do was marry a Grim Reaper and be his wife until he completed his mission on Earth. It was that simple. But wait, did she mention that this Grim Reaper was not just handsome but also rude, sarcastic, and arrogant AF. Mischief and menace were his middle names and he brought nothing but chaos to her peaceful life. What's worse? He loved playing with her and she wanted to get rid of him soon. But now that her blood was strangely attracting demons, would she still push him away? And perhaps end up dying again? +++ Excerpt: "I hope you drown in your bathtub!" Ziana fumed in frustration. It had only been a week, and she was already aching to kill this damn creature. "We can try it together, sweetheart." Zayden smirked and leaning closer, he whispered in her ears, "Preferably naked." ++++ If you find it interesting, please add it to your library. Votes, comments, and reviews are much appreciated ^.^

Just some poems, you might not even consider thinking of them as one, but for me they are, at least.

Emma Jenkinson always hated her mom, always had. Her reason was a pretty simple. Her mom left her dad. For a whole thirteen years of her life, she has blamed her mother for leaving her dad, for kicking him out. That was until her mother died and she decided to read her mother's journal. And with that, Emma discovers the truth.

a collection of poems by a teen girl..about the reality and the sad truths about life..

A collection of random story ideas. Each chapter is a different idea. If you wish to use one and improve upon it, all I ask is that you let me know before hand and give me some credit for it.

A collection of poems pulled from my heart and written by my soul, filled with love, healing, heartbreak, melancholy, and nostalgia. They’re pieces I’ve guarded closely but feel it’s time to share them and release the burden they’ve put on me. Now there are some pieces that do not fully relate to me or at all but are there for representation and to bring awareness. Others are just short descriptive pieces to lighten the mood. Thank you for taking the time to read my work and I would love and appreciate it if you could leave a review.

I'm kinda planning to write an original story but i feel like my level of writing i'snt where i want it to be and i really want this novel to be successful even if it only reaches a few hundred readers so every day for until i have school again, (I'm on a break right now), i'll be practicing writing many different scenes in many different perspectives. I really want to challenge myself and not only test my limits but also reach at and break past it. I'm not hoping for any recognition but i would appreciate any feedback as well as advice from any veteran writers that may see this. As for new writers that may stumble upon this, i hope for this to help you all as well. Thanks in advance for reading.