Frieza Can Say The N Word

Finding a way to say goodbye

She wakes up to a ceiling. The smell of earth and wood, the sounds of nature, and the comfort of a bed. And to a color she had never seen before. Not to nothing... She isn't supposed to be alive. "What..." (This novel is very confused on whether it is a fantasy, or a sci-fi... But it sure does love film noir and it's sub genres.) ♤

"To many stars, too many dreams. The reality is that in front of these things. I'm just a speck of dust " -RM(BTS) 8/4/2030,Kashmir,India "Now my life is set. I got a fine job, a car and I brought a house for my parents. My materialistic dreams come true. I'm happy you know "I said to her. "But what about your first love, Tanisha? He is getting married in 2 month. "Risha to me. This thing broke my heart but he can't be forever because it's a one sided love for him. "I'm happy for him "giving a genuine smile to her l said. ヾ(≧▽≦*)oo==[]::::::::::::::::> 16/6/2031,Dishpoor,Guwahati ,Assam "You are getting married to him, tan "Aunty said to me in a broken voice. But I can't. 14/2/2032 , South Mumbai, Mumbai "Our marriage, it's just a force one. You will never get love and respect form me "He shouted at me. "Than why you agreed for the marriage that time. "I said to him. "Because of my reputation in the society "And then he is gone to that girl who is breaking by marriage which is already broken by one side . "Sahil please don't don't go. " o==[]::::::::::::::::> Two individual who are bond to societies norms are finding their happiness with out breaking any rules. However they don't know that some rules are made to brake.

This is not a novel but a statement of why i have deleted all my works from online platforms and plan on returning with a new identity.

Ava Blanton was a condemned criminal, later the unwitting vessel for a botched transmigration that had left her consciousness welded with fragmented memories of an unknown Earth woman. Their minds imperfectly combined, Ava battled an identity crisis. Emotions, desires, and experiences that were both native and foreign flitted through her mind. Torn between two imperfect lives, Ava faced higher states of psychological turmoil in which she couldn't quite be sure where one self ended and another started.

Six weeks pregnant. Shellshocked, I was riveted to the spot by the three words that appeared on my ultrasound report. It only happened once! How did I get pregnant? What should I do now? Should I tell Ashton about this? Will he refuse to divorce me because of this? Nah, I doubt it! He’ll probably think that I’m shamelessly using this child to blackmail him. Suppressing the frustration that was rooted in my heart, I stuffed the ultrasound report into my bag as I made my way out of the hospital.

If wisdom was a course taught in schools, trust me, it would be the most extensive and expensive course ever. But nah... it has nothing to do with IQ or being smart. It is rather more of spiritual than natural.

[Mature Content] "Is he playing with me—hiding his feelings and making me seek him?" Ashan, a Chinese-American, sometimes cold and mean to others but inside a shy boy who masks his anxiety, true emotions, and insecurities with a rough-tough deadpan face, makes the biggest mistake of ignoring the flaring gaze and the longing eyes of the most popular girl in his new school. Deep down, he wants that girl, which he mistakes as an ordinary crush on a random celebrity. He never knew the depth of his desire until the girl touched him. The denial of his yearning and internal conflict consume the peace and serenity of his simple life. Gradually, he discovers many unspoken histories about the girl he once despised but has now fallen for. He learns what obsession is and also understands what the true, endless, selfless, unconditional version of love is. Their love blooms like a colorless flower with fragrance in secret, in the darkness…. Two seventeens in their golden adolescence thrive further, overcome their matter, learn about each other, and know themselves better in their journey together. The sunshine girl—workaholic, scandalous, and horny. Despite being popular the girl keeps mystery around her. She is a tall, lean-bodied, short-haired brunette with mild-tanned skin. 5 foot, 10 inch. He feels lucky to be 3 inches taller than her. Her eyes he compares to eagles, which literally matches her features and behavior—brown hazel eyes with golden flecks that form a gold ring around the dark pupils in her eyes. The sullen boy—coy, solitary, and filled with compressed lust. He hardly feels interested in his peers. Pitch-black hair, monolid eyes with dark brown iris, milk-white skin, and a lithe body groom him as a complete Asian, hiding his American nationality. Her adoring gaze reminds him of how handsome he is, which he regards as an annoyance as his beauty attracts unease attention. "The harsh truth of the cruel world is that you might not get the love you want from the person you desire most." I own the book cover. It's my own silly art. ( ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)⁾⁾ Pardon my grammatical mistakes.

I see... She's a virgin!

He was accidentally transported to another world, gained the power of self-defense... or so he thought. Instead, he obtained the power of the Self-Defense Forces. Using modern weapons and equipment, such as medicine, he lives freely. This is the story of his journey with a girl he saved, traveling through the world.

Bryce was an orphan who had went through some rough experience, leading him to walk on the path he's currently on. However, the boundlessly chaotic nature of fate decided to involve him in things that one would never hope to witness and experience ever in their life. Every human has at least a quote or a single words that speaks up to them. Bryce is no exception. He will have one for himself, sooner or later. Just how impacful will the discovery be to him? A/N: This my first urban fantasy content, please consider voting and adding it to library if you enjoy it.

If anyone were to tell you that a picture is worth a thousand words, you should tell them to shut up. Or, in the very least, slap them in the face with a baseball bat. A picture isn't the same thing as words on a page. At least a picture is interesting; I mean, your eyes gloss over words far more than images, and the more cryptic the image, the longer you look at it. No, a picture is not a mere blurb on a page. A picture is like a movie without motion, or a still portal, an empty doorway, and I'd know that very well. Too well. But I digress. After all, you're reading words on a page for the heck of it. Weirdo. My name is Veridian, and what I'm about to say is going to sound crazy. I'm one of the Wanderers. It sounds insane, I know. I'm only, what, nineteen? And yet, I'm the youngest Wanderer there is. I didn't even realise I was one until the Great Merging happened. But I'm probably getting ahead of myself. I'll go back to when it all started, right after the Merging, and then we can take it slow. After you hear my story, maybe you'll be able to help me get out of here. Just whatever you do, don't tell Uncle Romford. Please.

I'm discontinuing the publication of this version of the story on this website. I'll be working on it in a writing program which might a while, maybe years, but me stopping progress on this version isn't the end of the story I have in mind. If you were interested in this story so far, I apologize for the long hiatus that'll be. If I remember, I'll recommence publication on this website. Thank you for reading, -Blank Logan is a construction laborer for W.H.A.L.E. Services, a construction company. He tries his best to make an earnest living from hard work. Those plans of continuing a somewhat mediocre life are abruptly disrupted by the appearance of a girl in his small apartment.

" Beberapa orang menganggap mengetahui apa yang akan terjadi di masa depan adalah Keajaiban, Kekuatan, dan Anugerah yang Spesial. bahkan banyak dari mereka yang berpura-pura mengetahui Masa Depan hanya untuk keuntungan diri sendiri. tapi bagaimana jika kalian semua melihat masa depan buruk yang akan terjadi pada diri kalian ? dan kalian tidak bisa merubah masa depan tersebut. ' Kematian ' .. adalah hal yang tidak bisa dihindari, ataupun bersembunyi dari hal tersebut. ketakutan perlahan akan meracuni diri kalian, jika kalian tidak siap menerima hal itu. Aku belajar beberapa hal.. terkadang manusia sulit untuk menyampaikan sesuatu entah karena takut, atau karena alasan lain. Jika tidak tersampaikan oleh lisan, bahasa tubuh dan tatapan mata bisa mengartikan pesan yang tersembunyi seseorang, Musik juga bisa menjadi media untuk menyampaikan pesan, dan dari semua itu, aku membuat Catatan dan kata-kata ini melalui buku yang selalu ku bawa , untuk berjaga-jaga bila suatu hari hal buruk itu terjadi dan aku masih belum menuntaskan semua wishlist yang sudah dibuat.." ini adalah tulisan dari laki-laki bodoh yang sedang berbaring koma, dari laki-laki yang sudah menyelamatkan gue, Si tolol yang selalu nyimpen masalahnya sendiri, Gue engga akan berhenti buat cari cara untuk menyelamatkan loe.

Nothing here anymore. Just deleting the shame of my childhood...

Minato Uzumaki makes the ultimate sacrifice of a father. He gave up his own son Naruto Uzumaki, knowing nothing of his past having nothing to go with but his own last name, a samurai in the shinobi world with one goal in mind, To find out about his clan and the legacy they left behind. in his journey he'll live by the samurai code even if it kills him

Literature is like the ocean and the true love of a mother; it's everlasting. I must say that all my thoughts, my tears, my feelings, and even some of my secrets hide inside the poems I've written. Everlasting Words is a book compilation of poems I have written. The compilation of words gives an everlasting smile. This is your little writer who love arts, and writing is my hideaway. I hope you can also check out my novels and quotes compilation, which will be available here soon. Thank you and I love you, My Sunshines!

This is Word Warrior! Here, we take a dive into Sarah's adventures in trying to join a writing competition.

"They began to make love against the library shelves which creaked with their movement. It is common enough at such times to fantasize arriving in a remote high place. He imagined himself strolling on a smooth, rounded mountain summit, suspended between two higher peaks. He was in an unhurried, reconnoitering mood, with time to go to a rocky edge and take a glimpse of the near-vertical scree down which he would shortly have to thrown himself. It was a temptation to leap into clear space now, but he was a man of the world and he could walk away and wait. It was not easy, for he was being drawn back and he had to resist ... She was calling to him, inviting him, murmuring in his ear. Exactly so. They would jump together. He was with her now, peering into an abyss, and they saw how the scree plunged down through the cloud. Hand in hand, they would fall backward." Here are many Hottest Sex Scenes,... Because Words Can Turn You On Too Just read the first couple of scenes in this book and you’ll find steamy, romantic, arousing sex writing. Writing that doesn’t make you cringe from bad prose. Writing that offers a number of pleasures to be had — psychological, word-play, beautiful descriptions. These are some damn fine love scenes. Please know that I tried my best to write racy scenes that illustrated a wide range of human sexuality. If I did not happen to hit upon your specific form of sexual entertainment, I humbly apologize in advance (but seriously — there must be something here that entertains you).

Senzo had a crush on a girl. Now he hates women. Fukae wanted to be an artist like her older sibling. Now he hates men. They meet one day, forced to LOVE one another! A tale (of hatred) between an unstoppable force and an immovable object!

[under editing; indefinite hiatus] This story revolves around Aira and her son who is now a young adult. Aira, herself and her son lead a quite hidden life. Aira hated her husband. If asked by her son she would glare at him. But why? Acting like this at the name of his father the little boy in his childhood days wondered, why his mom acted like this. Until....she discovered something which made her thoughts not only uncleared but also regretful.

One, a cursed Mage. The other, a lost Witch. Both Kier and Ina are running. They’re running from whatever they left behind, and are looking for their own way. They want to be alone so they can search for themselves without anyone else telling them who or what they are. Kier wants to stop an “i” from becoming a “y” in his name. Ina wants to make amends for the red of her hair. But what happens when they realize that both chose the same forest to get away from everyone and everything? An incredible adventure ensues, in which both begin the journey to learn what it means to be Human among people...