Dim Studio Frieza

She, a modern hidden ghost leader of an organization which gathered insane prodigies proficient in the various differing skill-sets. Highly skilled in medicine and poison, executes covert assassinations, viewed as insane and demonic in the eyes of people of the world. Killed in an accident, and reborn into the body of a disfigured young girl. What? Face disfigured, identity stolen? A return to the family dim and hopeless? Her identity can be given up, her family can be forgone, but as for the one who harmed her predecessor who inhabited this same body, if she didn’t at least make them scream in unimaginable agony and throw them into a state of wretchedness, how could she live up to her demonic reputation? Endless turmoil ensues and it’s a battle to dominate over all! See how she shook the world dressed in a suit of red, her sword up against the dominant powers that rocked the Heavens! Her name spread across the seas, shocking the earth!

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings. According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live. So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. The silly Xion tried to run away but... Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand. "I've heard you tried to run away." Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face. "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..." The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered. Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble. "You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married." Xion "...!!!!" ______________________ This book will lean toward dark romance, but there will be no r@pe. This author doesn't like glorifying SA as romance. I am trying first time for CQ, so please support this book with power stones and by adding it to your library. Your support is immensely needed! ＼⁠(⁠^⁠o⁠^⁠)⁠／

In the heart of darkness, the spark of retribution, In the soul’s betrayal, the seed of vengeance sown, In the ashes of love, the phoenix of justice rose. Fate’s cruel jest, a play of shadows cast, Upon the stage of life, the truth unmasked. The age unfolded as a tragic drama, blurring the lines between right and wrong. Edward Steel, a man of humble beginnings who got more grit than met the eyes, bore the brunt of his wife’s transgressions, serving her sentence in prison. But when he walked out a free man, all that awaited him was not gratitude but divorce papers. Sarah Smith, his so-called true-blue wife, had long turned into a slave to greed and a harlot to wealth, tangled up with a wealthy degenerate rotten to the core. Edward, always the one to turn the other cheek, was only met with endless treachery and deceit. All he wanted was a quiet exit, but instead, he was subjected to a mountain of humiliation. How much can a man endure? Join Edward on his odyssey from the depths of despair to the pinnacle of power in ‘Prison to Pinnacle: Ex-wife’s Eternal Remorse’, witnessing the birth of a legend that would promise to illuminate the path to moral clarity in a world grown dim!

What if you spend your whole life like a vegetable in a hospital bed? Only being able to speak and listen. Just that. Would you go crazy? Unbalanced? What if it was all the fault of a degenerate madman looking for his parents' inheritance? Would you be angry? Would you be mentally broken? That was Kayden's life for 20 years and as quickly as it started, it ended, but luckily for him, reincarnation existed and by some miracle, he still had his memories of it. And....his new world had...magic. In the first moment of consciousness, Kayden made a promise to himself, in this life, he would achieve everything, he would reach the height of power, he wouldn't give a damn about women or money, futile things that would condemn him to mediocrity, his focus was to have the power to rule his destiny, this time he would not be a slave to his own life, he would be a monarch. Image made by: Queen Frieza

Trapped in her sheltered world, she had never known freedom—until he appeared. Ranvijay Rajvansh, the richest and most enigmatic CEO, claims her as his, leaving her questioning why a man of his stature would fixate on someone like her. As she struggles to adapt to his opulent world, dark secrets unravel, revealing that their connection runs deeper than she could have ever imagined. Bound by a past she doesn’t remember and a future he refuses to let slip away, she must decide whether to trust the man who owns her—or escape the chains of his obsession. "Why did you take me with you?" she asked, her voice trembling, her wide, innocent eyes searching his for answers she wasn't sure she wanted to hear. He leaned back, his sharp features shadowed by the dim light, "The first time I laid my eyes on you i knew i owned you sweetheart"

Nobody's perfect. We all have flaws. We all carry the weight of what makes us human—unrealized potential, fleeting ambition, procrastination, or settling for a life of mediocrity. For most, it’s just part of living. For Alexander Hawthorne, it was all he knew. Born into privilege in the gleaming city of Kaelion, Xander had every advantage: wealth, status, a name that commanded respect. But beneath the surface, he drifted—unmotivated, uncertain, and haunted by the sudden loss of his mother. The fire within him had dimmed, leaving only the shadow of what he could become. Until that day. The day he stumbled upon a secret his family kept buried for generations. A mantle of power, a destiny so heavy it could break any unworthy soul. The path to becoming a Sovereign—was not given, it was earned. And it was guarded by unimaginable trials, enemies wearing familiar faces, and truths that could shatter everything Xander thought he knew about his family and himself. To rise, he must shed the man he was and embrace the warrior he’s meant to be. Because in a multiverse on the brink of chaos, where legacies are forged or destroyed, failure is not an option. But is he ready to claim the mantle… or will he be the Hawthorne that lets it all crumble? Come along on this journey with me and see for yourself.

Orphaned in the old world after taking care of his irresponsible and sick mother for years on end, Kyle finds his life turned upside down. His already dim world turns even gloomier and coupled with his trauma from losing her, Kyle felt like he had lost his purpose in life. Living day by day, akin to a soulless puppet, he struggled to keep his suicidal thoughts in check, all whilst trying to make ends meet as a cabbie. During those dark times, Kyle slowly begins to find solace in the world of music and movies. Even though it had always been there, it truly became something as a bloodline of sorts for him because, individually, both pieces of media, transported him to another world, one where he could feel happy, if even for a fleeting moment. And, as if the universe wanted even more for him, Kyle met some lovely old people, all of whom treated him as the son they never had, making him feel like he had a family after so long. This eventually, helped him let go of his trauma and turned him into the lovely soul he was always meant to be. But as fate would have it, these same people, wanted for Kyle to pursue his dreams because they saw the potential for greatness in him and the wonderous things he could go on to do, even if Kyle himself was oblivious to it. So, in an effort to make his dreams come true, they ended up gifting him a brand new chance, one that Kyle himself would only go on to realize after his untimely death in a fatal car accident. Now awake in the new world, still orphaned but with a brighter perspective on life, Kyle, armed with a System, another gift from his loved ones in the previous world, decides to take the chance to pursue his dreams of being a star, one that he was unable to pursue in his previous life due to his lack of talent. This is the story of a man who will go on to become the most versatile and renowned superstar all over the world... and it starts, just as he takes his first step into the cutthroat world of fame and fortune by registering for the popular singing reality TV competition, 'Rising Voices'. Known to be a fiercely competitive TV show, Kyle will meet with top contestants from around the world, go up against them, level up and become better, and ultimately, battle with them for the number one spot in the show as a dark horse! --- |AUTHOR NOTE| Just wanted to make it clear, that the singing competition which will be the first arc of the novel, will end around the late twenty-ish or early thirty-ish chapters. After that, you can expect so much more from the story so look forward to it! Also, although the setting is in a parallel world, all the songs, scripts and movies (although I will draw inspiration here and there), will be originals penned by yours truly (-‿◦).

“Lila, will you stop looking like someone dragged you to the funeral of a relative?” Diana shouted over the music, pulling me forward by the wrist. "It's a club! You're supposed to have fun, get a life!" Fun of course, I should get much of it as much as I want. It's true. The fun was finding your trusted boyfriend of three years in bed with no other but your best friend. The pleasure was being humiliated and left alone with the pieces of your self-esteem shattered before you, with no attempt of repair. I didn't want to be here, but Diana insisted and I was too numb to argue or go against her wish. "I'm not sure that's a good idea," I said, rising a little on my heels. "Oh, don't complain anymore," Diana cried, pouring a funny looking cocktail into her hand. Her lipstick spread in a sly smile. "Drink enough of this. You need much of it to relax." I looked at the glass like a time bomb, everything about it looked suspicious. "I don't drink." "There's always a first time, you'll drink tonight." Diana clinked her glass with mine. "Trust me, one sip won't kill you." I hesitated, but the words "trust me" did something funny to my pride. I didn't want her to think I was weak, not capable of making choices, not after everything I'd been through. So I took a sip. The bitterness from a single sip burned my throat and I grimaced, but Diana was already putting another glass in my hand. "Come on baby girl!" she shouted at me. On the third glass, the room began to tilt dangerously. The lights dimmed and my thoughts became unclear, unhealthy and shattered. "Diana," I managed to murmur, trying to calm every bit of myself down. "I think I probably should sit for a moment..." "Okay, then!" she interrupted, leading me towards a group of men seated in a VIP area enclosed by ropes. "Come on, sister, let's meet real men that make things happen. Forget about that cheating loser of yours! It's time to wine and dine with the happening men." "Wait, I don't...I can't..." I stammered as my legs flopped under me. Before I knew it, a man smelling of sweet cologne pulled me into his hairy lap. "Hey, pretty girl," he said, his smile stretching too far. I tried to pull away, but my arms felt like jelly. "No, I don't...I can't..." "Relax," he said, running his rough hand up my thigh. "Keep your silly hands off me!" I tried to scream with my whole strength, but it was weak. Panic gripped my throat. And then, suddenly, I was pulled to my feet miraculously. "What are you planning to do to her?" a cold, loud voice cut through the chaos. I closed my eyes, my vision flickering, until my gaze landed on the man standing before me. He was tall, with a jaw so sharp it could cut glass and eyes the color of ice. His tailored suit clung to him like a second skin, and his presence was so imposing that the fat man retreated. Heartbroken after discovering her boyfriend's infidelity, Lila Monroe is pushed into a one-night stand by her jealous step-sister, Diana. Unknowingly, she ends up in the bed of billionaire Sebastian Knight, instead of a random guy as planned by Diana. Their paths cross again months later, when Lila is forced to marry Sebastian to protect her mother's political image. To complicate matters, Sebastian's brother, Ethan, who Lila had a childhood crush on, lives in the same house and rekindles old feelings. Torn between two brothers, Lila struggles to overcome the complexities of love, betrayal, and family rivalry. As enemies close in and secrets are revealed, Lila must choose between the man who challenges her and the one who still make feel safe.

Rise of the Abandoned Princess: The Phoenix from the Ashes For decades, the tyrant king has ruled with an iron fist, crushing all who dared to oppose him. His reign of terror has left the kingdom in despair, and the brave souls who rose to challenge him were swiftly silenced, their efforts reduced to dust. The people have resigned themselves to a life of oppression, their hope dimmed to a flicker. But fate is not without its twists. When the king is blessed with a daughter, it is quickly revealed that the princess has no spirit root, the mystical essence that signifies power and destiny. Disgusted by what he deems her uselessness, the king orders the infant cast into the wilderness, to perish unnoticed and forgotten. Yet, what the king could never foresee is that the very child he abandoned is destined to rise from the ashes of his cruelty. Surviving against all odds, the forsaken princess grows in secret, forged by hardship and driven by an unyielding fire. As whispers of her survival spread and her hidden strength awakens, she becomes the beacon of hope the people have been yearning for. The tyrant king’s worst fear begins to take shape—the one he discarded will be the one to end his reign. In a tale of resilience and retribution, the abandoned princess will rise to reclaim her place and ignite a revolution that will bring the kingdom to its knees.

Ein was a hitman on hire. A killer, a shadow, a death with insomnia, if you may. He had witnessed countless pairs of eyes dim as the light of life faded, leaving nothing but vile hollowness. Needless to say, the sight of a soul popping out of the dead body was a first. And it wasn't just any soul. It was the dead heir of Byers Holdings, the same guy he killed with his own hands. Turns out the rich boy Adriel had a horribly irritating and loud soul, but worst of it all - impossible to get rid of. Who would have thought that killing on a blue moon night could lead to being haunted?

Over 100,000 years ago, Earth was destroyed in a cataclysmic event known as the Stellar Severance. The collapse of an entire sector of reality tore open fractures across the galaxy, unleashing a mysterious energy called Aether that reshaped the evolution of all life it touched. Stars dimmed, civilizations crumbled, and factions emerged from the chaos, each vying for control of the galaxy’s remaining colonies and resources. In this transformed world, Samuel Solis—heir to the noble House of Solis—discovers that his genes have mutated in ways no one anticipated, granting him rare, mystic abilities. As Samuel learns to wield the strange power of Aether, he is drawn into a cosmic struggle where the future of his house and his own survival hang in the balance.

"You lied to me, after you promised you wouldn't" Gaeun parents are forcing her into an arranged marriage. What happens when all the couple does is argue and barely talk to each other. Will love seem to spark between them or will it dim by the lies and dark past of Gaeun mysterious husband...Ian . Was his intentions for her something she would've never expected?

Born out of pain, his dark heart seeks nothing but torturing these mortals, he has killed countless, disrupted peace among the living but now he seeks death, he is alone but then he sees a dim light and his heart desires to be filled be that light... is there any hope for him?

Not a sound, not even a whisper was heard from the Saint Claire household, it was though the devil came to steal,kill and destroy the last surviving members of the Eastern crusaders - the last line of defense against demons. It was a sad day for Zenemiah, the last son of Kish Saint Claire - a brave crusader who died in battle at the borders of their home land - Hailderguard. The members of the house hold gathered around the grave of their master, brother, friend husband and father, Zenemiah's mom and sister couldn't hold back their tears as the priest gave his final blessings to the dead man. " What will become of the household" - " the boy will be in charge"- the relatives of the Saint Claire's debated behind the crowd - "the boy is only 16, he doesn't even know what it means to be a crusader in Hailderguard", Kish's friend - Northington aforesaid. Zenemiah was just 16 yes, but he had already gotten some experience than the old chubby fools in the church - not because his family was rich, he had proven himself again and again in the church training camp that nothing is beyond limits as long as you set your mind towards achieving it. Hailderguard used to be a peaceful land - a place of the church, the Church of the Crusaders, until the devil came - from the depths of the earth, demons poured and their ways leading to the town's shores. To protect the citizens, the church formed a group of able-bodied men and women to slay the beasts, will the gifts of the Holy swords, the crusaders have kept the demons at bay - it was however unfortunate for Kish, who died in battle. The burial ceremony was over, Zenemiah's mom - Eve, called out the servants in the household and instructed to them to clear all of the dead master's belongings to the space room, just in that moment, Eve's daughter - Victoria interrupted when she was given further instructions to the eldest bulter of the household - Bartholomew. "Why are you doing this mother?".... "Father's burial was today and here you are trying to bury everything that reminds me of him, this is so cruel!".. Victoria cried out - "this is not up for discussion young lady,go to your room and lay your head" - Eve replied with such sorrowful bitterness... "If I may my mistress, the space will be come always for the children to still have a memory their late father" - Bartholomew pointed out.. "Very well, I'm sorry Victoria".. Eve said to her daughter, walking away with tears in her eyes. "Thank you Bartholomew" Victoria said. "It was no issue milady, but I fear the one person who's hurt more is your brother".. Bartholomew tried to sympathize with Victoria. Zenemiah hated everything at that moment - England, Hailderguard, the church, the Crusaders, demons ....even himself. ================================ It was 1845, one more year, he becomes a full pledged crusader but fear in his heart, the chances of him getting that driving confidence back is dim. Death is not evil not good - a law of nature, it can be evil sometimes and evil can be real

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Alexia Marque never imagined she’d be facing the man who ruined her life. Five years ago, Elliot Cummings walked away without saying a word. It left her in the middle of a tragedy that changed everything. Now, she’s standing at the doorstep of his world once more. Eviction, desperation, and a bitter thirst for revenge consume her. Elliot, a tech mogul with a reputation for secrecy, offers her a lifeline that comes at a price. She must live with him in exchange for a private studio to create exclusive art pieces for his business. But Alexia knows better than to trust him. She’s seen the fallout of his decisions before. Yet as she weighs her options, the offer is too tempting to ignore. Elliot’s offer seems genuine, but layers of his perfect world show strain. Alexia realizes there’s more at stake than she thought. His offer comes with hidden strings attached, and she’s determined to find out what they are. As she moves into his mansion, she can’t help but feel the pull of their unfinished history. Their love and hate blur as Alexia struggles with the fierce emotions that still linger between them. Elliot’s dangerous secrets could change everything for both of them. Alexia is torn between her desire for revenge and the unexpected moments of vulnerability she sees in Elliot. As the past and present collide, Alexia must decide. Can she truly trust Elliot again? Or will their broken past destroy everything they could have had?

[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.

Five years after their bitter breakup and the bankruptcy of their shared publishing dream, literary agent Maya Chen and audio producer Marcus Taylor are forced to confront their past when a high-stakes book project brings them together. Maya needs the perfect producer for her client's memoir to secure her position as the youngest junior partner at Preston & Associates. Marcus's award-winning Soundcraft Studios could be exactly what she needs – if only she can keep their complicated history from interfering with business. But working together proves more challenging than either expected. As they guide author Elena Reyes through recording her family's story of food, culture, and resilience, Maya and Marcus find themselves facing echoes of their own narrative. Each recording session peels back layers of professional polish to reveal wounds that never properly healed. The intimate nature of audio production forces them into close quarters, where old chemistry crackles beneath new boundaries. When rival agent Peter Walsh threatens to poach their star author, Maya and Marcus must decide if they can trust each other enough to fight for more than just this project. A power outage during a crucial recording session leaves them literally in the dark, forcing conversations they've avoided for years. As they help Elena capture the authentic voice of her family's story, they begin to rediscover their own voices – and the possibility that some love stories deserve a second take. With their careers and hearts on the line, Maya and Marcus learn that sometimes the most powerful stories are the ones that break all the rules. Like a skilled audio engineer finding the perfect mix, they must balance past and present, pride and vulnerability, ambition and love to create something entirely new from the pieces of their broken dreams. "Remastered Hearts" is a story about second chances, creative passion, and the courage to risk everything for a love worth repeating – this time with better production value.

[Warning: strong mature content] Jasmine Everly was humiliated and thrown out of the house after being served with divorce papers by her husband, Sabastian Donovan, the only person she had ever loved, all due to a heartbreaking misunderstanding. She was so dependent on Sabastian that she had no one else and nowhere else to turn. Hurt and broken, she contemplated the end, but fate intervened when she discovered her pregnancy after enduring multiple miscarriages. This gave her the reason and determination to live. She worked hard to stand on her own just to give her daughter everything. After 6 years, she meets her ex-husband again as an investor in the design studio she works for, and he demands that she work with him for a month. What happens in a month? Why does he want her now? Will he find out that he has a daughter? Will they finally solve their misunderstanding and get back together? Or does he still love her? Will they have a happy ending? --------- He let my hands go and moved back a little, asking, "So she is not my daughter?" His voice was so calm, mirroring his eyes. It.... It's scary. Why did he suddenly turn so clam...? "No." I stood my ground, even though my heart was shouting to tell him the truth. All of a sudden, he grabbed my throat and slammed me against the wall, making my eyes widen. The unknown sensation spread across my skin like a wildfire. "So what if she is not my daughter? You still belong to me! But not in the fucking way I promised, but in the way you deserve!" His dark harsh voice vibrated on the edge of the earshell and sent a shiver down my spine, breaking out the cold sweat. "Wha...what....?!" My words were swallowed by his kiss, harsh unforgiving and hungry kiss. My body froze against his huge one as he pushed me against the wall with his, making me a sandwich between him and the wall. My eyes rolled back, and my mind stopped working as all I could feel was him, his body, and his lips. "You are always mine! Remember this, Jas!".

In a world teetering on the brink of chaos, Orion Yamahiro, the son of a legendary Dragon Slayer and a renounced Oni princess, is born with powers that could change the fate of nations. Blessed—or cursed—with mastery over the six elemental forces of magic, Orion's journey begins in the quiet village of his childhood, where dreams of peace clash with the reality of his extraordinary destiny. Orion’s idyllic life is shattered when remnants of the Continental War resurface, bringing ancient enemies and unspoken truths to his doorstep. As the shadow of war looms, he is thrust into a web of political intrigue, ancient rivalries, and dark prophecies. Guided by the legacy of his parents and a moral compass that refuses to dim, Orion sets out to uncover the mysteries of his lineage and his connection to the world’s fragile balance of power. As he traverses the lands—from the serene forests of Lindle to the icy peaks of the Luminous Kingdom and the vast plains of the Imperium—Orion encounters allies and adversaries, including the enigmatic White Witch of Calamity, a woman tied to his family’s past, and a host of spirits and demons drawn to his burgeoning power. Along the way, he hones his abilities, discovers the cost of wielding such immense power, and faces the harrowing truth about his role in an age-old conflict that threatens to consume the world. Haunted by the weight of his ancestors' choices and the shadows of his own mistakes, Orion must forge his path through a landscape rife with betrayal and sacrifice. As kingdoms vie for control and ancient forces awaken, he becomes the key to either uniting the fractured world or plunging it into an era of despair. With the Demonic Eye’s curse granting him both unimaginable power and a dangerous price to pay, Orion learns that true strength lies not in dominance, but in compassion and understanding. But as his journey brings him closer to the heart of the conflict, he must confront a harrowing choice: to wield his power to save the world or to sacrifice everything to protect those he loves.

set 100 million years in future ,its about an epic war between the forces led by god to save earth and the nether forces led by a demon giant

My first book is out- Dusk Veiled Desires: cunning devotion. [PAINFUL POEMS] VOLUME 1: Short poems. Amidst the roses in full bloom, Under the starry night's bright loom, A girl sits in the garden alone, Penning down her heart's sorrowful tone. The moonlight casts a dim hue, Reflecting on her hair's brown hue, As tears flow silently from her eyes, Longing for the one she loves but denies... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ VOLUME 2: You and me (well you need to read to find out what's inside) {starts from chapter 53} "Well... I think this is our goodbye," she softly sighed, A bittersweet farewell, emotions amplified. "But I can't leave you," he pleaded with his heart, Their love entangled, yet forced to part. "My love, I'm not real," she whispered, eyes filled with pain, An ethereal presence, destined to wane. "You are to me," he vowed, his voice trembling, Their connection profound, their souls assembling. "You know that I will always be with you, But not physically, my love, this much is true," She spoke with tender sorrow in her tone, A love transcending bounds, their spirits known... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ whatever I write here is totally based on my real life. (unrequited love) Hello there! Welcome to this book, which is not a novel or a story. In this book, I will share my poetry and inner thoughts, which I've been hiding for a long time. All of my writing is based on my life, and I kindly ask that you do not repost my work without giving me credit. Thank you I hope you enjoy reading my writing and find something that resonates with you. -zylyria YOU CAN READ ANY VOLUME FIRST. It just depends upon your preference.

What the hell is this place?" The words escaped Leon's lips, but the sound of his voice—high-pitched and melodic—stopped him in his tracks. He blinked, looking down, and immediately froze. What... in the actual... hell? He was no longer himself. His once lean, athletic frame had been replaced by soft curves wrapped in a tight, scandalous red dress. His hands—delicate and manicured—trembled as they hovered in front of his face. Panic surged through him as his mind raced. "This... this isn't my body!" he exclaimed, clutching at the unfamiliar contours of his figure. The sound of his own voice—now distinctly feminine—sent another jolt of shock through him. Before he could process the impossibility of the situation, a guttural growl echoed behind him. Spinning around on unfamiliar high heels, he spotted a massive black jaguar stalking toward him. Its golden eyes locked onto him with a predatory gleam. Leon didn’t have time to think. Instinct took over as he yanked off the impossible heels and sprinted barefoot into the dense jungle. The ground was rough beneath his soft, uncalloused feet, and the dress clung uncomfortably to his body, restricting his movements. "I was just in class!" he muttered between gasps, weaving through the trees. "How did I end up here? And why the hell am I a woman?" Branches scraped against his exposed skin, adding to his growing sense of vulnerability. He had always been a confident, athletic guy in the real world—a star on the soccer field, the kind of person who could handle himself in any situation. But this? This was an entirely new kind of nightmare. As he pushed forward, his balance faltered. The foreign body he inhabited didn’t move the way he was used to, and it took all his focus to avoid tripping. "What is going on?" he cried out, frustration mixing with fear. Just as the jaguar’s growl grew louder, a sudden force struck him from the side, sending him tumbling into a cluster of bushes. A sharp "Oof!" escaped his lips as he hit the ground. "Shut up!" hissed a voice, low and urgent. Leon blinked, dazed, and found himself staring up at a man crouched over him. His face was rugged yet undeniably handsome, his sharp eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. "Keep quiet if you want to live," the man muttered, glancing toward the direction of the jaguar’s growls. Leon’s breath hitched. Everything about this situation felt surreal—the jaguar, the jungle, the strange man, and most of all, the fact that he was no longer in his own body. The man grabbed his arm and pulled him upright. Leon winced as his newfound feminine frame swayed unsteadily. "Who... who are you?" Leon stammered, his voice trembling. "No time for questions," the man snapped. "If you don’t want to end up as jaguar food, follow me." Leon hesitated, his mind a storm of confusion. This has to be a dream, he thought desperately. But the sharp pain in his feet and the chill of the jungle air on his bare skin told him otherwise. Reluctantly, he followed the man deeper into the jungle, his heart pounding as the growls of the jaguar faded into the distance. His mind, however, was far from calm. How did this happen? Why am I here? And most importantly... how the hell do I get back to my own body?

Following Garran's journey who is a vanguard, he is tasked by the Order to exterminate demons infested in certain area. Throughout his adventure, he shall face a lot of obstacles. Unbeknownst to him, his mission would be a turning point of his life — forever changes his future into the most hated man, forced to wear an unwanted title made of misunderstanding. He shall be exiled and start over a new life in the new soil. Will he regain his honor back? Cleans his name and moving on? -sorry if there are any mistaken, English is not my first language, lol. -everything is fiction, if there are anything resembles to real life or other works, it is purely coincidence. -image cover skull and dagger (ai variation) by dgim-studio on freepik

When Aadi, a young man, searches for two people who are precious to him, his efforts land him in an unexpected place with an unrelenting foe, whose blows shatter the earth and rend boulders asunder. Their conflict sparks a partnership for the ages and spurs Aadi on an adventure that he wouldn't have imagined possible. --- Disclosure: Free chapters of this novel by Windus Andar will be published on several platforms: Wattpad, Royal Road, Scribble Hub, and WebNovel. These free chapters will also be published on Angel Grove Studio's website. Premium chapters will be available on Windus Andar's Patreon page. After the novel is completed, it will be published on Amazon and Smashwords and its affiliates.

"Where’s your flying broom?" "Ah, I already turned it into a chair. Sitting on a wooden stick make my groin hurt." Under the night sky stands Mistheaven Academy, a school filled with mystery. A young boy who shouldn't exist in this world walks through the night to attend the academy. The dim starlight guides him to unravel the academy's mysteries, one by one. Revealing the bloody tragedies that have occurred throughout human history.

In world of perplexing opportunities for human evolution, a community of those with inhuman strength and unnatural almost magical powers. She was nothing more but a dim matchstick. One that brought bright and burning stars to their knees. (A small short story of a side character of mine for a more bigger story. Things aren't put it place but at the very least I should record it somewhere)

As the last of the mist was expelled from her lips the man holding onto her stiffened further. He could only watch on helplessly as her silver eyes that used to glower at him with disdain slowly dim. His hands quiver out of despair and helplessness. "Wang Lan Biyu, keep your eyes on me. Do not fade away yet, do you hear me? I don't permit you to die!" The woman's pale face splashed with bits of blood rose into a weak disdainful smile. "You-*gasp..still want *gasp to act better than me..in the end*cough-" His eyes redden as another splash of red covers her pale lips. "Lan Biyu..." "-Chuanli*cough my guqin from master,...you hold onto it for me...ok?" Her last sentence was a faint weak whisper before her eyes flutter close shaking his heart and rattling his mind. "Lan Biyu!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Please be civilized and don't steal my cover as your own.

Orphaned at a young age after the destruction of his hometown .Ferric formed a bond with the mercenaries who took him under their wing. He rose to power and led the nation Lumea for one task: to conquer the rest of Asherah. His defeat led to a unique punishment where he would experience an endless death loop in a dimension similar to his own. Now reborn as a conscript, Ferric must now fight the very war he himself started and reunite with his former companions to alter the course of history. Will he bring justice to himself , or will he take down his opponents and rule all of Asherah with an iron fist? (This story will also become available on Royal Road) Disclaimer: I do not own nor did I create any part of the cover design. All rights go to the graphics studio team on the Vecteezy website Link: Soldier Stock photos by Vecteezy