Painting On Trees

"Gordon! Why are you late? The awakening ceremony is right now!" Jessica said urgently when she saw Gordon come through the doors of the awakening center. Shrugging Gordon didn't say anything. The last thing in the world that he wanted to do was tell this beautiful girl that he had been tripped and beaten on the way to school today. It was times like this that he wished that he bruised more easily. Then maybe he could get some attention. But this thought was fleeting in his mind. Gordon actually preferred to deal with his problems in his own way. And awakening to become a beast tamer and maybe even have his own talent would be the first step. Once he had a powerful beast the bullies wouldn't dare pick on him. "Come on, let's get in line." Jessica whispered to Gordon when she realized that he wasn't going to tell her what had happened. Together they went to the back of the arena type auditorium to wait for their turn to awaken. They had been friends since childhood and had been there for each other through thick and thin. Jessica had been the only friend that stuck with him despite all of his quirks. Slowly the line inched forward. Occasionally some people in their class would cheer if in addition to becoming a beast master a student also awakened a talent.

Jeff Anzon, a young man who had just turned 18, was instructed by his father to inherit their family's fortune. He was stunned by this news since what was he going to inherit - their old wooden house? He didn't argue and decided to go back home since he missed them. But a huge problem occurred when he went to the airport and boarded the plane. During the flight, a weird phenomenon happened. Even though it was a bright and sunny day, suddenly it turned stormy, dark, and rainy. As the plane crashed to an uncharted island, Jeff found himself stuck on this island. So, what should he do? Of course, move on and build shelter. Luckily a suitcase floated before him, and he saw an axe inside. As he chopped a tree, he was stunned by the sudden occurrence.

Ignis, a weary priest with shaky faith, battles demons and curses armed only with a rosary, holy water, and an unrelenting dark humor. Amid supernatural struggles and mental chaos, he discovers that even in hell, there’s room for irony. Facing horrors and secrets far beyond his grasp, Ignis must fight not just against evil, but against himself. "A Hell of a Job" blends dark fantasy, sarcasm, and the supernatural in a chaotic yet hilarious adventure.

Chen Ji Yang and Li Yi Ming, two talented art students, meet and fall in love as they navigate the competitive world of college-level painting. Despite coming from different backgrounds, they bond over their shared passion for art and discover that their unique styles complement each other. As they collaborate on projects, their relationship blossoms, but they must overcome societal expectations and jealous rivals to pursue their dreams together. A talented and driven art student, Ji Yang is known for her bold, expressive brushstrokes and her ability to capture the essence of the natural world. She is determined to make a name for herself in the art world, but her traditional family background creates tension as she pursues her passion. A gifted painter with a more technical and analytical approach, Li Yi Ming is initially seen as Ji Yang's rival. However, as they collaborate on projects, they discover a deep connection and a shared vision for their art. Li Yi Ming must overcome his own insecurities and learn to embrace his emotions to fully express himself through his paintings.

Tree growth

This is a story about a boy who fell in love with a tree… A story about powerful people changing the rulebook to stack the odds and line their pockets… I aim to create a story that will transport us so we get a glimpse of what that boy felt. The first 4 Chapters might be classified as a prologue depending on how you look at it. The boy quickly grows and the story really starts when the System arrives on Earth. I’m trying to achieve a relatively slow power progression and guide what we learn at a pace following the people in the story. There will be fighting but It’s more focused on base building. The MC is not all-powerful and all-knowing but he has some significant advantages. I’m trying to create a universe that makes sense in its own context. Much of what you will find, are my own world views, in a magnified way, as to make it for interesting fiction. The story took a life of its own when I started to write and I’m really happy with it. Not all of the tags I have marked will immediately be applied. There is stuff planned for far in the future such as the Sci-fi tag. There might be some cursing and gore but it is not very often.

If only she had listened... If only she had obeyed... She wouldn't have been down here... In this cold dark cave in the name of a cell... With this cruel evil Faes left to decide her final fate... DEATH. She didn't mean to do it... She was just afraid... Scared... And Mother help there will be an angel here to save her from her fate... Even if death was far better than staring at the feet of that Angel... EVEN IF. ************ Poppy Darian had always lived a life of tranquility and harmony with her lovely family and adorable friends until she's teleported by mistake to the realm of Faes and accidentally kills one, she is trialed to death but when the Lord of Darkness steps in to save her as she is said to be a Protector, she is given three tasks to complete to prove both innocence and title and as she attempts to complete all, she is whirled into the life and history of Faes and along the line, discovers the real truth and lies about Fae people while battling an enternal darkness that threats to consume the world whole.

Chalassyians are a human race considered a curse. Therefore, Chalassy and its deep roots in the ancient Gods threaten the entire world, and their eradication serves the greater good. Cover Photo rights all belong to me!

Kevin... an 18 year old guy that transmigrates into a new world of magic and cultivation. watch as he uncovers the reason why males can't cultivate and reach the top of this world. [I'm new to writing and willing to learn with an open mind]

Matthew found himself transported to a game world. He realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his system. [Class: Necromancer Quest: Planting Trees Goal: 1000 trees Reward: Summoning 'Skeleton Dragon' & a large amount of EXP] From then on, a Necromancer who believed in balance even more than a Druid was born.

Inspired by Trees of Aeon on Royal Road. A man dies by train and is reborn as a tree with a system.

Miloka, a reclusive artist with a deep obsession for depicting historical eras, spends his days painting vivid scenes from lost worlds—feudal Japan, the age of the Aztecs, Viking sagas, and more. One night, after finishing a haunting depiction of a samurai battlefield, Miloka falls asleep only to awaken within the world he painted. Trapped in his own art, he realizes he must survive and clear each of the ten eras that randomly come to life when he sleeps. With each transition, Miloka is transformed into a different person, forced to adopt the combat techniques and supernatural powers of that time. But as he navigates these worlds, filled with betrayal, epic battles, and the lingering whispers of love lost and regained, he begins to wonder whether he will ever return to reality—or if his paintings were more than mere fantasies all along. The final challenge awaits where horror and despair reign supreme.

Faced with the unfamiliarity of a fresh academic life, Susan's determination to succeed is unwavering, nevertheless, she quickly realizes that she can't do it alone. As Susan strives to make her mark, she catches the attention of two different classmates: Edmond and Augustine. Caught in a whirlwind of choices, Susan finds herself torn between two paths. She struggles with her decision, feeling the weight of her future hanging in the balance. The dynamic between Edmond and Augustine adds a layer of complexity to her journey, and as their personalities clash, so do their influences on Susan's life. As the semesters unfold, Susan's reliance on the two men in her life deepens, leading to unexpected friendships, personal growth, and even moments of love and heartache. Will Edmond or Augustine be the key to Susan's better future, or will her own actions be her downfall?

Sheila Barker is a child prodigy who was sent away by her family to a foreign country after her mother's death. Years later, the Barker family calls Sheila back because they have arranged a marriage for her with the Long family, one of the most powerful in the country. On her return journey, Sheila meets a strange man who, for some reason, ends up greatly influencing her stay in that country. How will Sheila face this arranged marriage while seeking to end her relationship with her family once and for all? Author's Note: This story slightly incorporates special abilities with fantasy elements. Every place name, medical term, and jargon used within the context of the work is mostly fictitious.

Kui lang's fingertip gently grazed his painting. Beautiful pair of blue gem like eyes seemed so lifelike. The glistening green tail shone brightly in the sunlight. "Beautiful...." Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed his fingertips. The lifelike tail swisher around slashing mist on his face, and the merman's blue eyes blinked down at him. Kui fell down from shock. "W-What.. what is this..." The merman tugged at his hand, and the next second, he was in a different world. The world he had drawn with his own hand.

We all have a story, this is mine!

"klein, a highschool student, has has is live shattered by the brutal pairese organization. His parent was murdered, his sister location unknown, and he and some others were kidnap by the PAIRESE. The trauma of his past have left Klein burning with a deep desire for vengeance. With his awakening power yet to be discovered, Klein is driven by a single goal: to destroy the pairese and any other person involved in his family destruction. His rage and determination fuel his every move, as he navigate the treacherous world of "eldrid". Where darkness and water govern the force of nature. As Klein face off against the pairese and their empire. He must confront the darkness within himself learn to awaken his untapped abilities. Will his taste for vengeance consume him or will he find a way to channel his anger into a force for justice ? In a world were the strong prey on the weak, Klein taste of vengeance became the Hope for those seeking to challenge the status quo. But as the stakes grew higher. Klein must confront the ultimate question: will his desire for vengeance redeem him, or destroy everything he holds dear?" ................................................................................ You can find out if you give my book a try Also here is a link to my discord https://discord.com/invite/TZ3JCuww

Mikeal was born a prince of Emedia nation, in a world where magic is condemned as a weapon of evil. An incident happened causing him to unleash his magic. This however was frowned upon and as such led to dire consequences. Mikeal was banished from the palace and sent on exile to the most perilous place on the planet, to serve as the lord of the region. Using the function of his Divine tree system, Mikeal had access to perks that others could not. He could perform miraculous events that would otherwise be deemed impossible. Slowly but surely, he builds his forces while in exile, ready to come back stronger than ever.

If I were able to go back to Amathistia, in that big theater on the seat next to you, if I didn't look at you then, would that change anything? A novel that contains homosexual relationships. If this is not the type of novel that suits you, then there is no need to enter it

"What the f**k are my eyes seeing?!" “I..is this human?” ... A new world where there are no humans, but they consider them to be animals that became extinct long ago A new world where vampires and werewolves rule the world But the question here is where did this person come from?! “Hello, my name is Louis Tomlinson,” says the young man lying on the floor cheerfully, waving gently at them. ..... The year 2018 is where it all began Everyone was preoccupied with the stories of the vampires and the werewolf, which were considered fairy tales at the time until... Until a mad scientist thought about these creatures that were running his curiosity and because he did not find any trace of these creatures and discovered that they were really mythical And in order not to place himself in the circle of depression, he committed a great sin, a sin whose result is the end of all mankind. . . “You succeeded!!!” the world shouts with joy, followed by the applause of the rest of the crew and their happy cheer and encouragement to break this happy moment, the sound of bottles containing chemicals falling "Damn it, it's moving," says one of the trainees, terrified, so the scientist smiles at his side, grabs his syringe and compresses it with the body of the experimenter, emptying what's inside the syringe with his veins. "Don't worry, everything is fine," he says arrogantly, and did he say it's okay??? Because this was never what it was, it was quite the opposite!!

I finally finished my character to start playing the first ever, full drive, vrmmojrpg, but when I was initializing, my game crashed and everything goes dark. When I came back, I was in middle of a forest, I have my character and my starting Items... Why is a Devil Fruit inside my dimmentional storage? There is another rainbow colored fruit and a seed, along with the normal stuff like the water bottle... What is going on...

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I had the worst life someone could ever have..all i ever wanted was a peaceful time. When i was crossing through crosswalk a Truck hit me, i died on the spot, and woke up as a Tree. The worst thing is, that its on empty field and literally nothing is happening!!

Andrew’s voice cut through the stillness of the hallway, sharp and unyielding. “I don’t like you going around with him.” Each word was laced with a fierce determination that Isabelle had never heard before. The timid boy she once knew was gone, replaced by a man of confidence and undeniable strength. Isabelle didn’t flinch, her gaze steady as she met his. “He is my fiancé, Andrew,” she replied, her voice a cool and composed. While her eyes challenged him with a strength of her own. “And you must learn to respect him. He is the crown prince of Labiya.” “Let me tell you, my lady,” he whispered, leaning in until his breath was warm against her lips. His deep, black eyes never left hers, pulling her into his gaze, drowning her in it. His voice was a low, seductive growl as he pressed her even further into the wall, their lips a whisper away from touching. “My crush vanished before I could even tell her how I felt, before I could confess,” he continued, his voice thick with emotion. “But the truth is, Isabelle, that crush was you. It’s always been you. The one I fell in love with. The one I want to fu#k. The one I want to kiss. The one I want to touch. The one whose calm, collected facade I want to shatter.” This is a slow novel, where the story and character development are given importance. Andrew is a farm boy who lives with his frail uncle, and his life has been a mystery even to himself. He wants to know many things: how his mother died, who Lady Isabelle is, and who he truly is. Has he always been just an ordinary farm boy? What is the motive behind the escort to the Moon Manor? Read about how a kind and helpful boy turns vicious and evil for one woman, and how the darkness he once feared becomes his comfort.

I came to this world after fucking the world tree.

She went through hell at an early age. She was abandoned by her father to be abused and exploited like a slave by his wife and daughter. She tried running away from them so many times, but she was always caught. When her 'so-called' sister, who was set to marry a Count's son, vanished, her 'so-called' father suddenly remembered her existence and recognized her as his youngest daughter. [Excerpt] "You wench! We have fed and dressed you since you were a child. And now you won't even be useful." Her stepmother shouted She raised her left eyebrow. "Fed me? Dress me? You couldn't even give me a decent room. If I may remind you, I've been living in the attic room for ten years, and you treated me worse than a maid. A slave. You treated me as a slave." "You ungrateful child. I should have never let you live. You should have just died together with your whore mother." Said the Count. Upon hearing about her mother, she felt rage. She could still remember how she saw her mother die in the coldness of the night. She looked at the Count with blazing eyes as if they could burn. "Never mention my mother again. And stop blaming the innocent here. You are the one who raped her and got her pregnant, Count Harriston." She said it in an angry tone. Then she looked over at the Countess. "And Countess, you should be grateful that you have another daughter because if I were born as a boy, you would never have a penny left." "You b..." Countess Harriston got slapped by Ashley before she could finish her words. The Countess held up her red left cheek. "I'm not a bitch. You and your daughter are bitches. And I will never marry Count Lottway's son. Find your spoiled brat daughter, and don't make me her substitute." "You ungrateful wench!" The Count held her hand and tried to slap her. But a strong man's force stopped the hands of the Count. When he saw whose hand stopped him, his face became pale. He couldn't believe that this man would be here. "Y-your Grace? W-why are y-you here?" The Count was so afraid that he stuttered his words. The man released the Count's hands and hid Ashley at his back. "Hurt her, and you're dead." He said it with a cold tone. Cover not mine

Manuel is the best painter in his town, possibly the world. His paintings were so magical it left him scared. But his father did not want him to paint. The thought of Manuel painting caused shivers to run down his fathers spine. He would scream the same phrase at him over and over again while hitting him. "We told you not to paint." It became a chant.