Samira Shiny

David thought he would live a normal life when he awakened the banking system at the age of 18. However, fate seemed to have something else in store for him as his life turned upside down when following the death of one of his loyal client, a shiny window popped up in front of him. [Regretfully! You lost one of your clients today. However, the Bank of Eternal Origin can never suffer a loss. Even if he died, the client will have to pay back somehow, therefore his soul was captured. You now have the following options, keep in mind that you can only choose one. 1 - Extract Client's Crystallion of Life (Money Talks, Grade - Uncommon) 2 - Extract Bryan's memories from his birth till his death. 3 - Any item that client owned in his lifetime. 4- Do Nothing, let the compound interest do its thing and decide again when the Client dies in his next life. Please note as capturing the soul and imprisoning it requires a large amount of mana because of which you only have two hours left to make a choice.] ------------------++ castle = one extra chapters for a week.

“I'd give you my soul, if that's what you want.” Eleven. Silver locks. Amethyst eyes. Shiny skin. Blood sweeter than wine. Most sought after 'good' in the Kingdom. She was everything a man would need, and also everything a man would kill to have. Whoever touched Eleven's hair would be granted good things. Whoever plucked her eyes out would get gems richer than the kingdom's currency. Whoever scrapped her skin would be getting a warm coat. Whoever tasted her blood would be granted immortality. She was a Goddess. Goddess of Life. * “I'd burn the fucking world for you, if that's what you want.” Zeiss. A rare man. Has the power of invisibility. The power to turn anything into flames. The power to end a person's life with just thoughts. The power of all wicked things a person wouldn't wish to have. The same world he promised to give her, the same world he would burn to the ground, if she wished for it. He was a God. The God of Death. When Zeiss meets the sought after Goddess of Life. He is reminded everything about his mother. Her silver locks and her eyes that shone brighter than gems and diamonds. Eleven, a woman who spoke to him like no other. A woman who made him believe he had a soul in him after he had thought he had none left. A woman who could bring him life and also be his damnation. The first and only woman he was loved by and ever loved.

Synopsis In the quaint village of Turnipton, Marcus Griddle is a humble farmer with a simple life: tending to crops, avoiding chicken escapades, and enjoying the quiet. But everything changes when a mysterious voice from the sky informs him he has been chosen as the Hero of Light, tasked with defeating a Dark Lord and saving the world. Reluctantly thrust into a heroic role, Marcus discovers he possesses a quirky "Hero System" that insists he begin his journey immediately—complete with a shiny sword, a mothball-scented cloak, and boots that reflect his bewildered expression. As he grapples with threats to his farming productivity and the absurdity of his situation, Marcus sets out on an adventure that challenges his notions of heroism. With a blend of humor, unexpected challenges, and the unlikeliest of allies, Marcus learns that heroes can come in all shapes and sizes. Join him as he navigates a world of magic, mayhem, and self-discovery, all while trying to save his beloved turnips.

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away… Run. For he is the devil. *** Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil. He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart. That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction. “I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~” “Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.” But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more. Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way? *EXCERPT* “I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare. Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”

“You said you would leave me alone!” She snarled into his direction. “What the fuck are you doing in my bedroom?” “Pleasuring you.” He cooed before raising his shiny fingers, “Look how you coat me. How wet you are, Leah.” She stared at the glistening fingers in the moonlight. Gulping at the sight of them, she sighed wearily before turning her eyes to him, “Lea-Ahh..” she moaned as he plunged his fingers inside, one by one, leisurely with no hurry, making her her legs quiver. “God..” “God?” He whispered against her ear, “No god, sweetness. Just me.” . ****** It was a dream to live like Leah Adams. And it was something she wished for once every day when she looked at her classmate. It was just a wish, a little thought she had. Until it came true, quite literally. The opportunity was thrown in her lap by no one other than Leah’s Adams father. She had to behave like his daughter, study like his daughter and rule a school like his daughter would. But with her broken mind and spirit, it was easily said and done especially when she had no home to go back to. The home that was burned forever. ***** Dark romance. You have been warned.

Her Heart Stirred First, But His Sank Deeper They say nothing is as beautiful as falling in love. But what if love is found where it was never meant to exist? **Samira Chakraborty** is a dreamer trapped in a loveless world, taking refuge in fairy tales and stories of love that never found her. Born into a family where her existence was her only fault-simply for being a girl-Samira longs for the kind of love she's only read about, a love that's safe, freeing, and real. **Ahan Chaudhury** was once a prince with a warm smile, the kindest soul in the room. Now, he's a solitary king, haunted by the loss of his first love, Trithi Besterwitch. Where joy once bloomed in his heart, only shadows remain. Bound by a marriage of convenience, both are clear: this is a relationship without love, only responsibility. But fate has other plans. Life has a funny way of leading us toward paths we never dreamed of, to people we never expected. Though Samira's heart is soft and open, Ahan's is guarded and scarred. She finds herself drawn to him, her heart falling deeply despite the rules they've set. And when she confesses, all she hears is, "I'm sorry," before he turns away, leaving her heart shattered. Can these two souls find healing together, or are their worlds simply too far apart? Will Samira's love and resilience be enough to tear down the walls around Ahan's heart? Or will his grief and past loss stand as an insurmountable barrier? Discover a story of love, heartbreak, and healing in this tale of two souls bound by fate but separated by the scars they bear. --- *Disclaimer:* This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, events, or stories is purely coincidental. All characters and settings are fictional, and images sourced from Pinterest and Google are used only for illustrative purposes. *Please enjoy the story with an open heart. If it's not to your taste, kindly exit respectfully.*

"Surviving the apocalypse? Child's play. I once survived a guild meeting where half the wizards tried to curse each other over tea. The zombies? Less dramatic." "The zombies are the least of your worries. I’ve lived centuries, faced demons, and still have to listen to a five-year-old argue why ice cream counts as dinner." "So the world’s ending and you think you’re in charge because you’ve got a shiny dragon scale? Adorable. Sit down, Sparkles, and let the grown-ups talk." "I’m sorry, did you say you were the strongest survivor here? That’s cute. When you’ve defeated an entire undead army with one hand, we can compare notes." ---- The cover is mine. The cover is MC. Please don't Abuse the novel

The starry night sky was graced with a gorgeous full moon . A serene and calm atmosphere befitting a night of love for the wolves who had found their mates but not for the Moon Road pack the most powerful pack in the west. " Howl! Howl! Howl! " Dangerous grieved cries of Drake and his pack cut through the silent night like a knife ready for the kill. ______a while before " Bella, my love" Drake said coquettishly as he snaked his hands slyly around Isabella's waist to hold her tightly in his embrace from behind. He leaned into the crock of her neck inhaling her scent which intoxicated him. " Drake ! What are you doing?" She scolded trying to hold back a blush with her half revealed shy smile. " Izzy why are you calling me like that again?" He complained as he turned to face her with a mischievous smile. Then she said still with her back facing Drake, " I know you're excited and desperate even. You probably can't wait to mark me. You've waited for all this time. Don't come up with any naughty ideas now when there's just a few minutes to go" " But I just wanted to hold you " Drake said coquettishly as if he was a little boy caught stealing candy. * I just wanted to hold her. Is that not even allowed? * He thought probably pouting in his mind. _______ Who would have thought that the godly feared Alpha Drake Nillocks of the Moon Road pack known to be unapproachable yet inresistible would be swayed of his feat by a simple woman from his pack just like that after an encounter in which he almost killed her. Drake is tall. Very tall even for a wolf male. He has an intense shade of black shiny hair that looks bluish when turned right towards light reaching the middle of his neck . His vibrant green eyes that could suck the soul out of anyone with just a glare, his thin kissable rouge lips coupled with his straight jawlines made him to die for. He has the fit body of an alpha. He is very masculine having muscles in all the right places. From his straight neck to his broad shoulders and firm arms to his wide chest and abs all giving way for his slim waist line coupled " Drake it's not allowed for the groom to see her bride before the ceremony why then are you here. Jeez ! Do you know you're calling bad luck to come right at our door step" she sighed softly. " I can only pray nothing bad happens" ______Isabella is a very beautiful she wolf. With an average height of a wolf and straight dark brown hair that reaches the middle of her back that isn't a rare look in Moon Road pack but her gorgeous face was something that could get everyone wowing at a glance. She had a round plum face with a pair of crystal clear almond shaped amber eyes, a cute high bridge pionted nose, straight thin brows and her very long lashes that made her a top class seductress with every blink couple with a pair of natural cherry red lush lips she was a beauty of all kinds of beauties. Cute, elegant, classic, hot , sexy, gorgeous she was all in all. Isabella came from an average family in the Moon Road pack. As every she wolf's dream she only hoped that after she got her wolf on her coming of age she would be able to find her mate and live a simple life filled with love with him. On her eighteenth birthday, Izzy finally got her wolf 'Alma' and in her excitement she shifted immediately and run into the woods to experience her new physiques agility. She probably didn't expect to meet and even crush into the feared Alpha of her pack that she had never seen. Yet that strong masculine rainy scent and foresty green eyes could never leave her mind till they finally met again at her door step when he'd traced her scent to her home. ______mating ceremony The ever awaited mating ceremony didn't come out as expected. Rather than joy the Moon Road pack were scarred for a lifetime. Sworn to avenge his love, Drake spent two straight years in vegence until he smelled her " Why do I smell Isabella" Drake exclaimed __ Why is he smelling Isabella? Isn't she dead

Evanna’s world came crashing down the moment the physician gave her mother 6 months left to live. But after discovering a long, lost secret hidden by the elves, the sheltered and naïve princess sets off on a quest to find the one item that could change the hands of fate. In order to do this, she must come face to face with the Flori, the heartless and deadliest of the elven kingdoms. Her plan disintegrates when she is caught red-handed in the elven kingdom, where the penalty for even crossing over to their land is death. However, the princess soon finds herself to be the shiny new toy for the cold-hearted elven prince to play with; determined, she does what she must to survive. Will she be able to escape from his clutches and make it home in time to help her mother, or will she find herself falling deeper into the elven world he introduces her to? [ COMPLETED ] *** SNEAK PEAK *** [ MATURE CONTENT ] "Do you know what we do to thief's here, Evanna?" She placed her fork of meat down on the plate soundlessly, her attention still on the king. Evanna subconsciously held onto the knife still. "No, your highness," Evanna replied politely. The king glanced at the prince, and she followed his gaze. "We chop off their hands," The prince finished. Evanna watched and pulled her hand back in time for the prince's knife to slam into the table where her hand was placed. She gasped; another hand had been stabbed, sticking them to the wood. A loud yelp sounded from behind her. Within a flash, the prince stood up, pulled a sword out from his side, and swung it down on the man's wrist, dismembering the hand from his body. Blood squirted out and coated the table before her, along with her plate of food. The man fell back, wailing and holding his wrist. Evanna watched in shock as the guards came forwards and dragged him away. She looked back at the prince, who was wiping his blade with a handkerchief nonchalantly before sheathing it. Her attention was brought back to the king, who continued to eat as though nothing had happened. "Just remember that the next time you wish to steal from us." The king said lightly as he relaxed his cutlery and stared at Evanna, "You may be my son's new plaything, dressed up to look pretty, but do not fool yourself into thinking that he will release you once he is bored of you. You took something of great importance to him." ------------------- DISCLAIMER: *MATURE CONTENT* Graphic Violence Strong Language Sexual Content Attempted Rape *This is a slow burn book and is still ongoing* ----------------- Book Cover Design: I own the book cover so please do not use it :) Artwork illustrated by @if.__art Graphic design done by @katielord.designs Both found on Instagram^^ ------------------- Support me on Instagram: @kelly_starrz or join me on discord where you can chat to me/ ask questions: Kelly_Starrz#5020 Discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa --------------------

In the his village,The Dragon God of Distruction, Black Dragon attacked on villagers.Many lives lost Kyotaka's parents was one of them. While protecting Kiyotaka Kashi, they died by Black Dragon. After that Black Dragon headed towards Kiyotaka. When Black Dragon was about to eat Kyotaka, something unexpected happened. Black Dragon disappeared converting to shiny particles. It was discovered that Kiyotaka was cursed. Even after saving many lives he was treated as wrost. In normal circumstances, kids were able to tame any beast at the age of three but Kiyotaka was different. He didn't tame a single beast even how much he tried. After the incident he left village and started living with his mother side grandparents in the mountain. Kiyotaka never talked about that incident to anyone and evn about Black Dragon who had not disappeared while the Black Dragon was unknowingly tamed by Kashi, Kiyotaka. He had no right to study due to his curse because he became news in all over taming land. After thirteen years, now Kiyotaka is now eighteen years old, still he is considered as Weakest as well as Cursed because he has not able to summoned Black Dragon yet and still can't tame any other beast, Will he able to join any party or will he again consider as Cursed.

DHARMA In a world where power divides and darkness reigns, a massacre gave rise to a monster and a revolution. Twenty years after the Stoneborn Massacre, Megacity remains a chrome paradise built on lies and persecution. But beneath its shiny surface, a storm is brewing. As TEN's elite forces hunt the mysterious Zeros.

In a world where dungeons are everywhere and monsters could pop out like they’re grabbing a snack, the strong are out there slaying beasts, leveling up, and showing off their shiny new class upgrades. Then there’s Lucas—who might look like a lazy gamer, but secretly, he’s a hardcore pro. Thanks to his phone, he can dive into real-world dungeons, pull out in-game skills, and use them like it’s no big deal. While everyone else is risking life and limb on crazy adventures, Lucas is busy farming rare skills, quietly plotting to unlock legendary classes. But when the monsters start playing dirty and slipping into reality, Lucas has no choice but to drop the chill act and use his “grinding power” to face the crisis head-on. Will he keep flying under the radar, or will he mock and slay his way to the top?

The heels of her shoes were hitting the floor, making a rhythmic beat that gave off a bad vibe.   She got to where I was and crouched down to my level. "Huh, poor baby," she said in a cry-like voice as she shook her head in self-pity and patted my head, then whispered    "Shh, don't cry; it will soon be over," she said, still gently patting my head.   She brought out a small, shiny silver knife that I hadn't noticed that she had been holding for a while.   "Clara, please stop whatever you are planning to do." I pleaded in fear and looked at her in horror as I tried to process what she intended to do with the knife.    "My, my, my, someone is scared; don't worry, I won't be too hard on you." She coaxed me and laughed like a maniac when she saw the expression on my face.   "Please, for the sake of our friendship, please stop." I begged for mercy.   "Shut! Shut the fuck up!" She punched me in the face until her hand was colored with my blood.    I was too weak to fight back as she slashed my stomach slowly and deeply, making a pathway for the blood to flow freely like a stream.   "Honey, you don't have to stain your dress. Let the guards do this," Gabriel said as he saw my blood pouring out of my stomach's hundred-meter radius.   She dipped her hand forcefully into my stomach and brought out my under-formed fetus, then used the knife to cut the placenta that connected me and my baby.    She stabbed it repeatedly without mercy while I looked on in pain and helplessness as my baby died tragically before me.    "Raven! Bring the rest now!" She ordered in her authoritative tone that she normally uses whenever she wants something done with an immediate effect.   

[WARNING: SLOW BURN] Alora decides to be the first one to use the time machine, but what she doesn't know is that her life is going to be changed for the better, or is it? She was living a happy life with her friends and other important figures in her life. Life seemed normal. Two pretty and supporting besties who are ready to sacrifice their lives for her. Their parents love her as their own. The perfect employer who loves her like her grandchild. A bunch of crazy professors. But everything changes one day, doesn't it? [Volume one] "What are you both doing in my library?" A deep voice echoed in the library. For a second, Alora thought that the birds stopped chirping and the lights dimmed down. She started feeling cold in the presence of the crown prince yet a tint of warmth always stayed there. He gave her mixed feelings. She wasn't scared of him, but she wasn't the most comfortable around him either, yet she wasn't uncomfortable too. He looked so cold, scaring her yet she wasn't scared. A tint of warmth around him always stayed making the bottom of her belly fill up with warmth. She wants to do nothing with him yet at the same time, she wants to taste his irritated, defeated flavor on her tongue. She wants to run away from him, from the feelings he was making her feel yet at the same time, she wants to break the walls that he has built around himself. His eyes weren't shiny and full of life, they were rather cold and dead. Opposite of the first prince who looked full of life. The crown prince was like a devil. He was devilishly handsome, cold yet soothing like music, and seductive as a seducer. All of these without even trying to. - "Stop me before I end up doing something we both will regret," his breath falls on her lips. "We both are already burning. What worse can happen?" He had everything under his control, his power and emotions. Then, she came along. An average-looking girl who was a mixture of mature and childish. His constant blank look started bothering her. She wanted to get under his skin to pass her time, but what she didn't know was that she was playing with the thunderstorm. But she was ready to get burned. [Volume two] "Why are you doing this to me? I know you love me, and you know I love you, so why?" "Love isn't always enough. Move on. I don't love you anymore." With this, he broke her and his heart. - "The writers were wrong when they wrote; he's haIf of my soul for he can never be haIf of my soul because he's my soul. He's the one who fills me up with joy, the reason behind my childlike giggles, my rainbow after a heavy shower, my love." " I loved you,I love you and I am always going to love you. But I will never take you back." "I wish I could take away your pain and die a hundred deaths before let pain touch you again but how big of a coward I am for thinking like this when I am the reason behind your pain." The book is set in both historical and modern eras. Discord: modestbaddie#4732 The picture doesn't belong to me. It belongs to the rightful owner. I just edited it.

/Forbidden to post. This book is not contracted by any platform./ "Wow, what happened?" The ball stopped. Who is he?" One of the comments said. The atmosphere turned off bustling. "It worked.We should be able to score." A loud shout from the Teiko team captain. Setters then provide a quick pass to their Ace.Two opposing middle blockers try to block. But it's a shame they were too late on the jump.The ball finally managed to fall under the opponent's area. "This is Shuichi Takao.Libero from Teiko school boys volleyball team." His commentary friend then replied. "It's great to be able to stop Heiji's deadly serve.The dance of the Teitan school boys' volleyball team." The commentators at the volleyball match praised Takao. The match is over. Score 2-1. The man's volleyball team from Teiko school successfully defended the first place for the fifteenth time. One week after the winter tournament. Players earn the title with their positions. Shuichi Takao has the best Libero in Japan at the junior high level. The seasons have changed. Shuichi Takao was standing in front of the school building. After graduating from middle school, Teiko continued his education. "This is the place." Takao then walked in Howaitoiguru High School. The school will be a place to study in high school.After leaving the classroom, Takao stepped into the volleyball gym.When he got there, how surprised Takao was to see the man's volleyball gymnasium which was dirty and neglected. But different from one on the side. The women's volleyball team room looks clean even the floorboards are shiny. "In fact, this school's men's volleyball team won first place and participated in national championships." The teacher looked at Takao.He had known and heard about Takao when he was in the middle school.His hunch said that the men's volleyball team would experience glory again. "Please don't take my money." The boy begged his money back.But they did not return but instead of laughed.Takao then I walked over to them. "Who are you?"Don't be meddle in my business." "Hey wait. Aren't you the one sitting behind me?" One of them said that. Takao then I remembered the first time he sat on his bench. He saw that there were several scary-looking people sitting in front, behind, right and left. "You?" Takao pointed at the youth with his index finger. "Finally, you remembered.Don't interfere in our business if you don't want your body to be hurt." The young man threatened me. A smile graced Takao. He then took out his cell phone which contained a video of the actions of a group of his classmates.Like I've found good news. I like volleyball too. He will do everything as long as he can play volleyball again. Members of the men's volleyball team consisting of bad boys is the most feared by all students.Would this be a challenge?

This is a story about a Villain and a Witch. What you can expect from this novel: This is a time-loop-checkpoint style conquest story, and the goal is to conquer the universe. The MC is genuinely a villain and you can expect him acting as a Lawful Evil. Sarcastic toned writing style with slow flowing worldbuilding where you will come to understand the world as the story goes. It's a medium paced story filled with heavy topics, politics, war and tight plot points, sandwiched with romance-comedy breathing spaces. One female lead only, no romantic drama. But caution, this fiction may contain more romance than you can handle. You can also expect classic high fantasy tropes, mixed with science fiction similar to modern isekai/gate/space styled story, there are both magic and mecha, strong-to-stronger characters, insane and manipulative characters, character developments and connections, Seinen magazine demographic, kingdom building and military, world invasion and apocalyptic tone, with legends, myth, world lore, and fairy tale spices. Three years ago, the sky over the magical world of Nethermere cracked wide open, revealing a portal. Out poured thousands upon thousands of spaceships from a so-called superior realm civilization, intent on invading this "lower" realm. But their grand plan? A spectacular flop. The invaders were stopped single-handedly by a man, King Burn of Soulnaught—the genius of the century and a notorious tyrant. Yeah, right. Despite the grand defeat, they didn’t pack up and leave. The crack remained, a celestial eyesore, while more spaceships continued to flood in. Divide et impera, indeed! Now, they'd turned to trading shiny tech trinkets with the locals, sweet-talking their way into hearts and minds. Colonization? It was practically knocking at the door. Burn, once again said, "Hell nah." War. All-out war! Because if anyone’s going to conquer the world, Burn would rather it be him—not some intergalactic interlopers. *** THAT WAS THE PLAN! Conquer the world under him, then the invaders, then whoever was behind them! But… The seventh loop started, and Burn returned back, awakened before the apocalyptic war started, cursing—“This stupid bi—witch!” His march came to a halt when a woman suddenly appeared before him and took her own life while shouting his name. Burn only blinked before realizing he had returned to the time before HIS CONQUER began. That witch of a woman had reset all his hard work! "Why? You're wondering if I've trapped you in a time loop?" the witch asked. "It's not just a spell but a curse! Dear Villain, you are now Witchbound!" *** Apparently, the witch wasn't all that bad. “But aren’t you glad to see your worst enemy able to understand your point of view?” the woman smiled softly. “You should also be glad that I’m a rational and considerate type of person.” Even to her worst enemy. Resetting time for her own purposes? Apparently, she was including him in her considerations. Now Burn, ever the pragmatic, practical, and cold tyrant, found himself in a quandary. Was she a friend or a foe? Was she his worst curse or his greatest blessing? Well, let’s find out.

[Wouldn't recommend reading this. I butchered the starting premium chapter pretty badly, now this is just an incomplete memory.] [ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror.     My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too.        I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around.     A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

"Prepare to dive into the revolutionary universe of Arcadia, where the line between dream and reality disappears!” Arcadia, the MMO RPG acclaimed as the pioneer of the future of games, now gives way to its eagerly awaited sequel. With the promise of a gaming experience more real than reality itself, Dreamstar Studios summons 100 privileged players to participate in the game's Beta Test and Dreamwalk, a virtual reality console aimed at redefining the boundaries of interactivity. But, what starts as a dream adventure quickly turns into a nightmare when players realize that once inside the game, there's only one way out: completing all 100 hidden achievements of the game—however, they only have 2 years to complete this mission, if they fail, they'll be trapped forever. Alice Beckman is a 17-year-old student and one of the players trapped in this virtual world. Armed with her experience in Arcadia, she embarks on a journey through the vast countries of the world of Elysium seeking to unlock all achievements and escape this virtual prison. ------- Discord: https://discord.gg/tbGN3Rf8kq

[One] The first time she saw him, he was just coming out of the theater, holding a cane, wearing a dark gray overcoat with the hem reaching down to his knees, and his leather shoes were shiny. He was tall and straight. His fingers were long, and his knuckles were large and prominent. So much so that she completely didn't notice his grizzled temples and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. Later, she learned that he had been married three times and his eldest daughter had already married and had children. He is fifty-five years old. He is an old man who could be her father. [Two] "We are not suitable.I am too old." He said with a smile, lit a cigar, and held it lightly between two knuckly fingers. Her eyes couldn't help but wander over him. Although he was over fifty, he had kept his figure very well. His chest muscles were firm and his abdomen was flat. The most crucial thing was that his eyes were full of maturity and wisdom. Unlike some young lads, he could restrain his smile. He could laugh heartily, but no matter how heartily he laughed, there was always an endearing elegance. Being too old is not his fault. She thought it was that she was too young. Men all like young and beautiful girls, but at this moment, in front of him, being young has unexpectedly become her disadvantage. She is deeply self-abased because of her youth. [Three] If they were just two souls, without age. without gender, without identity, completely disconnected from the outside world, then they could indeed fall in love. One soul is qualified to love another soul. However, an old life does not have the qualification to love a young life. One-sentence summary: Little crazy one x Old man Theme: Love can transcend everything.

Lynx Hoshimoto is a royal demon prince whose life was pretty normal until one faithful day. An asteroid threatened his planet until his mother sacrificed herself to save the planet and her two sons, Lynx and Onyx Hoshimoto. After that faithful day, nothing was the same anymore; later on, his father caught a severe illness that cost him his life. The last words Lynx heard from his father was that he was next in line to become king of the planet Xenofia. While this was happening, Onyx overheard and became jealous. In an act of anger, he went to war with Lynx, and unfortunately, Lynx died. But after Onyx killed him, he wanted more than to become king of his planet. He wanted to become a god. And to do that, he searched for elemental orbs, which, when all were collected it would grant him the power of a god. After Lynx died, his soul managed to live on and was able to move away from the planet he was on. Later, he was reborn as a regular villager, Lucifer Harayama. A few years go by, and he's 18 years old, and he decides to go to the village carnival, but as he exits his house. A shiny orb came across his path and went to the forest. Lucifer, curious, decided to follow. When he found the orb, he decided to grab it, and all hell broke loose. Lucifer reunites with his past life, Lynx, and is now threatened by his past life twin brother, Onyx. The only way to defeat Onyx is with all the elementos, so he goes on an adventure with his best friend Kris and an old-time friend from his past life. As they go on their adventure, they meet new allies and enemies.

“Who are you? A dormant were wolf or a human?” His voice broke as he spoke. His eyes were silently pleading, anxiously waiting for the answer. Deep down, he knew it already. Yet, his stubborn heart refused to concede. The silence that followed was enough to escalate the hurt he felt in his heart from a dull throb, to burning glaring pain. The bullet wound he received a year ago hurt less than what he felt at that moment. “Here you go. It’s time to end this forever. Let’s make it fun while it lasts.” He handed her a shiny golden revolver. One look and she knew, neither could survive a shot between the eyes. There was only one bullet in the gun. Her hands shook as she tried to let go, as though it burnt at her skin. Kai didn’t let her. He won’t have any of it. This was his surrender. His eyes spoke words that his lips couldn’t. They were raw with emotions both familiar and foreign to her. Her own silver eyes filled with tears as she tried not to cry. “I choose to die by your hands. You are the only one with the right to take my life. Let’s begin!” He didn’t wait for her to process his words before helping her place the gun between his eyes, which never wavered from hers. Click! Click! Click! “Noooooooo!” She screamed as she dropped the gun. ************************************************************* DISCLAIMER!! Note that the chapters are not edited as of yet. However, they have very little grammatical errors here and there Nothing major. Please show some love and support for this new piece. I hope you will enjoy reading it. Additionally, don't forget to leave an honest review behind. It helps with the rating. Criticism are welcome, if and only if, they are meant in good faith. please, avoid being extreme and harsh in your corrections. I am only human after all. Don't forget to leave your comments, votes and gifts if you can. Thanks. Enjoy Join my Discord if you wish to interact with me and discuss the characters. https://discord.gg/jJeBuJN8 If you like my writing, you can always buy me coffee. It would be appreciated. https://ko-fi.com/kittenbunny

✧ Note: THIS IS AN ORIGINAL WORK! Some chapters may include strong language and voilence. Also, NO ROMANCE so ya'll can chop chop if you are expecting some lovely dovely slow romance. ⇶3 chaps per week! know that every chap after the first five will be around 2-3k words. Now you are free to read the synopsis and maybe give my silly, shiny novel a try? I swear it gets better as chaps go by- (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠) ─────────────────── SYNOPSIS: ...I kind of removed it༼⁠;⁠'⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽ GIVE ME FEW DAYS I'LL THINK OF SOMETHING!!!!! I'm bad at it so just....read the first five chaps or sth and you'll understand what is happening... ..idk? Trust the process?ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ ─────────────────── ✧【 Like this beautiful creation of mine? if so, please support by gifting shiny cookies (votez) (≧◡≦)//】 ✧ Cover: @youresbee

The Meyer's Institute is the foremost innovative and prestigious Orphanage and Academy. They solicit for having the highest rehoming percentage across the nation and guarantee the children have the best opportunities to be placed into loving homes and with prominent families. But behind the shiny floors and fancy brochures, The Institute and Academy harbors a dark, salacious secret. Ava was left at The Institute as a baby, no one knowing her parents or why she was left her there. Being labeled as an Abandoned didn't really mean anything to her growing up. While most of the children in The Institute and The Academy were Fosters or Boarders, temporary placements and students, a large quantity of the more permanent residents were placed there traditionally through adoption agencies. Then there were the ones that The Institute was the only home and family they'd ever known and they dreamed of the day they would be adopted. But those childish dreams were shattered on Ava's fourteenth birthday, when she was taken from her fairly happy life at The Institute and thrown into what was known as The System with other Abandoned – conscripted to become high class courtesans for the wealthy. Finn Devereux had it all. The only child and heir to his father's legacy, he found the challenge of learning to run his father's empire exhilarating. But the more he learns, the more he begins to suspect his father's business might not be as ethical, or legal, as everyone believes. When he meets the mysterious and elusive Ava, things get even more complicated as he begins to unravel the atrocious secrets shrouding her history and discover just who she really is. Finn finds himself caught between the past and the future, between his father and the girl he can't forget. Will he destroy them both with the truth? Or keep the secrets and past buried, condemning her to life in The System? Ava walks a fine line between the desperate need to escape and the paralyzing fear she’ll disappear as just another Expendable.

Start: 08/07/2021 End: (?) ___ Everyone has an obsession. His own mother's main obsession was money. No, in fact, money brings. It's the social environment. He could not exist without his money. It was nothing. Talk as much as your money. Her self-confidence could only be measured by the large stones on her finger and the shiny pearls on her necklace. His father wasn't even himself. It was just an undesirable blemish from an undesirable accident, from coercion. The more her mother looked, the more she thought of that disgusting night and cursed her. He was obviously homeless. Or so it should be. But that person... had unknowingly become his obsession. This obsessive heart is the kind that a thousand bugs tread and itch. Blended with regret, she was so numb to him that she looked at him with bright eyes as she smoldered... And himself. He has no obsession. Or so he thought... To call it obsession is a little childish. It would be more appropriate to call it regret, desires, and the thousands of complex underlying emotions. ____ Master x apprentice relationship in the world of magic. Warning: Although the main character is a girl, she is disguised as a boy. Since the element of love begins without knowing the gender of the male character, this fiction also falls into the category of 'gender bender'.

Synopsis She : You will be better off without me. We were never meant to be. [ Esther Ross ] He : Without you, I am as good as dead. You are the only one I ever desired and you are meant to be mine forever and ever. [ Felix Carter ] _____________________ Mini scene "Hey, you! Be my husband." Esther grinned at the delivery man in front of her. "Sure, let's get married before the matrimonial courts close down." The guy held Esther's wrist as he dragged her. "Don't worry, if they close down. I will make them reopen." Esther looked as her hands entwined with the guy. However, she missed the fox smile on his face. ________________ She got her trust broken down by the one she considered to be hers only. Her love was called to be cheap and disgusting. She lost her first love to her younger sister. From then onwards, she began to dislike handsome males. She viewed them as bait to catch the big fish. She detested handsome looking faces. _____ He was the most handsome and sought after guy in the whole country. His face has been declared 'the most handsome face of the generation' by World Records. He garnered attention wherever he went but he was too shy to ask others to stop staring at him like he was a delicacy. Yet he had to disguise himself to meet her. He couldn't show his real face to her. ___________ Can he make her fall for him after everything that happened with her? _____________ Hello to all out there, this is me your not so amazing author back with another story. This time I am writing this book for WPC - 195 under the ice-cold CEO. I hope you guys support me!! Stay safe and love you all __________ Updates schedule: Max 3 chaps per week. Min. 2 chaps. One update on Sunday while others on any day within the week. *Disclaimer The cover isn't mine. The picture is from Pinterest and edited by my friend.

"Letters for my Mother" is a collection of thoughts, emotions, and socioeconomic factors that have hindered my mother and me until her passing in 2007. At that time, I was away from home, moving from place to place, bunking on my sister's house one year and moving on to the other like clockwork. It was traumatic for me since I grew up knowing that I come from a large family of twelve and now living with different people all together or sometimes coming home to find my big sister hasn't arrived from work, so it was books and TV to keep me company. Most of the time, they were trying times as distance kept my two brothers and me from bonding fully. I am glad that I found an outlet for my part where everything seems to be going and coming. What was constantly being right was I thank them fully for taking me to high school, where I found my calling. Art, for me, was a constant where everything is a variable. I never knew I was artistically gifted in all areas of art. I found myself doing drama and musical at form one barely one month into the school. Next year, I found myself in Environment and Science Congress. I had hoped initially that I would blossom to be a scientist. There was this character, Dexter's lab, where he was a boy genius living in a suburban home and having a secret lab in the basement; it was an eye-opening factor for me, and I had to exercise to the fullest. Form three and four were full of music and festival of arts; that was where I grew my art to visual, and poetry came to me as a second language. You probably have figured out that school for me was not for learning, rather for making friends and trying my foot in various forms of art. After high school and pre-youth and college year (I studied computer graphic design for three months, and I dropped out for one reason I will share in my latter works), I found my calling in theatre and performing arts. I loved being on stage, acting, and bringing characters to life with costumes and lights. Telling narratives to the audience and watching them move with awe and splendor. Some hated me from curtain raise to curtain call, booing me for being the antagonist, and applauded wildly when I played the hero. After a while, I felt sick and stagnant for doing the same thing and staging in the same theatre. I saw different cultures and people around Kenya, my country, and settled for drawing and writing poetry and books. To be honest, I was a bit skeptical about my works and would write and draw sketches, and if they don't work out, I would tear them out and flush them. I know I was my worst critic, but I had my first break at 2017 under Storymoja and mentorship of Muthoni Garland, Samira Mathews, and Monity Odera. I published a children's book, "Monsters Who Disobeyed," translated to Swahili, also known as "Malipo ya Ukaidi." It was a milestone for me. I really appreciate my efforts, and three years later, I compiled this book for myself and also the whole world as a reminder that you can be yourself and be the greatest version; you just have to believe. My shortcoming is that my mother, may her soul rest in peace, would be proud of the young man I have become, being that I have never had the chance to show her how talented I am. To all the dreamers and the creatives out there, I would like to give a nugget of wisdom to all that the first step is the hardest, but you will get there eventually. After a while, I must say I am well-versed with various art forms, and I speak the language fluently. As a reader and a fan of my work, I must acknowledge that it is a pleasure giving you access to my world, and I hope to share a room in your library as a favorite.

Once upon a time, in a small town, there were two were best friends named Dazai and Fyodor. Dazai was adventurous, with messy brown hair and curious eyes. Fyodor was quiet, with glasses and always had a book with him. They loved exploring together. One day, they found a key by the river. They followed the river and found an old house. The key opened the door, so they went inside. It was dark and dusty inside, but they weren't scared. They found old books, photos, and lots of interesting things. In the attic, they found a chest full of treasures like gold coins and shiny jewels. Dazai and Fyodor were amazed! They promised to explore more and find out about the house's secrets. They knew they could face any challenge together. And so, they began an exciting adventure, discovering new things and having fun, knowing that as long as they had each other, they could overcome anything.

"Kids, what kind of person is your dad?" In a certain class, a teacher was giving a lesson to the children, with the theme being "My Dad." Outside the window, there were a large number of photography tools set up, clearly for a live broadcast. "My dad is a firefighter." "My dad is a boss. There are several dozen employees in his company." "My dad is a car mechanic. He can fix any car." The children eagerly answered one by one, but when it came to Xia Zixin, things were a bit different. "My dad is a genius in weapons. He can make any kind of gun and ammunition!!" Everyone was taken aback, but they didn't take it seriously. "I'm serious!" With that, Xia Zixin reached into her bag and pulled out a shiny Desert Eagle, placing it on the desk. Everyone was stunned. Xia Zixin smiled proudly. "Do you want to see more? I have got hand grenades, smoke bombs, and tear gas in my backpack." The people present were dumbfounded. Instantly, the entire internet began searching for Xia Zixin's dad...

This Book Is Noval WSA 2023 please support ___He led a blissfully easy life as an otaku, immersing himself in a world of anime and manga. But all of that tranquillity shattered when he decided to delve into the comments section of an old novel he had authored, like stepping into a storm of criticism: [ "Why do all these characters have to meet such tragic fates? It's like the author enjoys torturing them!" ] "[The narrative feels lost, like a ship adrift in a sea of confusion. The author should abandon this style."] ["It's like a polished gem among ordinary stones—a shiny book worth exploring."] [He fumbles with storytelling as if words elude him. It's painful to watch. Maybe it's time to put down the pen.] With each comment he read, it was as if a thunderbolt of anger surged through him, raising his blood pressure to a dangerous level, leading to a sudden, unfortunate demise—an ending more befitting a dramatic plot twist than he could have ever imagined. --------------------------------------------------------------- In this strange twist of fate, I found myself reborn within the very world I had created, a surreal experience that held both excitement and disappointment. I had hoped to be the protagonist, the centre of attention, but fate had cast me as a mere extra, a bystander in my narrative. As I lay there, grappling with the irony of my underwhelming life and unfulfilled dreams, a voice echoed through the void. "You have the power to rewrite your story, to erase your regrets." "Who are you? Where can I find you?" "My identity is inconsequential. What matters is this: do you wish to erase your mistakes?" A resounding "yes" emerged from the depths of my being, a chance to rectify my past missteps. "Then, take this opportunity: step into one of your novels, face the challenges, reach the end, and survive." "So, you're telling me to enter my creation?" "Exactly. What's your decision?" "I'm in." Suddenly, a luminous system panel materialized before me, unveiling the path to redemption, an epic journey within the very world of my ____________________________________ That's how our MC will be going to his novel to make things right. he will do anything to survive. ______________________________________________ Hello, friends, this is my first novel and it's inspired by [ The Demon Prince Goes to the Academy ] so the first few chapters might be similar. thank you for your understanding.

The crimson rays from the outer part of what seem to be a cathedral, but only different and more eerie looking, everywhere was coated in gold and different esqusite patterns designing the whole cathedral, at the middle of five men in red robes was a hovering orange energy, as thin as a pencil and widenen at intervals, like it was trying to tear open for smething to come out. The men chanted in unknown words, the union of their voice gave out a more eccentric vibe in the place, the orange energy seemed to be expanding, bringing a clearer result than the previous attempts, at the other side of what fit to be called a little gateway was a crimson shperical crystal shining brightly in the dark background which it was situated in, it glowed bightly, one of the men smiled before advancing to take the shiny object, but the orange portal closed abrubtly travelling the crystal through space-time and to another reality entirely. "God dammit!!" One of the man said removing his hood from his head