Aziraphales Wiggles

Ren Jiang, an introverted architect, died. He found himself transmigrating into a psychotic villain of the novel he read. Thinking about gaining new martial powers, he excitedly stepped out of the door. He did not get the powers but ended up face to face with a childhood friend who was obsessed with the original body. Ren, "..." Trying to get rid of the obsessed friend he found himself entangled in life and death situation with none other than the male lead. Ren, "... Please, leave me alone!" With the help of his system, Ren, now, Dorion, tried warding off the evil people and correcting original's evil ways. He finally achieved a peaceful life.... Not really. Even, when he carefully avoided any troublesome interactions with the main leads, he still, ended up catching the eye of the male supporting character. A person who appeared at the end of the novel, just to torture the original Dorion. Even when the original owner begged for death, he was cured to be tortured again. Ren, "..." Looking at the tall figure coming towards him, Ren sneakily tried to wiggle his way out, "I'll l-leave right now. I-I didn't m-mean to come here…” Kade Death laughed, his red eyes gleaming with intense emotions. He easily trapped the beautiful person in his arms, "My sweet, you didn't actually think that I would let you go, right? The scared Ren, "..." I did, But I dare not say! "I let you go once, angel, not anymore..." Ren, "...System, H-Help!" System, "Why don't you help me?!!!! Save me from the claws of this nine-tailed fox!!!!" ---------------------------------------------------------- "It's a slow burn. You have been warned that there will be smut... but at later parts. (after 100 chapters...) Readers can show their support by voting on the chapters. .............................................................

In a world where gods bicker like siblings, heroes flex for fame, and magic flows as freely as tavern ale, one unlucky soul gets the reincarnation deal of a lifetime—well, almost. Waking up in a fluffy body with twitchy ears and a tail that won't stop wiggling, our protagonist quickly realizes his new life isn’t exactly the stuff of epic ballads. He’s not a fearsome dragon, a dashing swordsman, or even a mildly threatening goblin. Nope. He’s a rabbit—a cute, pint-sized ball of fluff with "snack" written all over him. But hey, when life gives you carrots, you make stew… or, uh, figure out how not to become rabbit stew. Armed with quick wits, an absurd amount of luck, and a knack for dodging death by hopping around, this hare-raising adventure sees him hopping through a magical world full of danger, absurdity, and even romance. (Who knew some people were into rabbits?!) With gods watching his every move, adventurers mistaking him for loot, and predators thinking he looks delicious, one thing’s for sure: it’s not easy being prey. But with a little cunning and maybe some help from a snarky companion or two, he might just prove that even the smallest creature can have the biggest bite.

Lucinda Perry, a social recluse and a workaholic, makes a pledge to herself to go all wild on her twenty-fifth birthday and even score a one night stand if she gets her long deserved promotion at work. Few days to her twenty-fifth birthday, she gets promoted to not just a higher position but to the head office in a different city. Having to spend her birthday night in a new city, she goes to the club where she meets a very handsome stranger, Thomas Hank, who offers to be her one night stand after catching a glimpse of her dare-to-do list, which included having a one night stand. Thomas Hank, after having been used by several ladies in the past, is bent on getting the lady of his dreams who would love him for himself and not his wealth. So when he meets the cute and naive Lucinda Perry at the club, he decides to keep his true identity from her and find out if she was worth keeping. ***Excerpt*** What is more entertaining than a crazy side character? Say hello to Sonia and Bryan. Sonia's heart stopped beating for a second, and then different thoughts started flying right through her head at that same time. Bryan Hank? Her celebrity crush was kneeling right in front of her and asking her to be his wife? Was he mistaking her for someone? Was it possible this was a skit, or maybe this was like one of those celebrity pranks, and there were cameras around, waiting to capture her make a fool of herself? Or perhaps she was dreaming? Sonia wondered as she looked around them, but all she saw were curious onlookers. "Please! Be my wife and make me the happiest man on Earth," He said in a very loud voice that caught the attention of everyone. Her editor who she had been waiting on for over an hour because he was trying to sign a deal with a movie producer who was interested in one of her stories, showed up at that moment, "Sonia, you know Bryan Hank?" Her editor asked in genuine surprise as he watched the scene before him. It seemed like an hour had passed since Bryan went on his knees, but it had only been a minute. Bryan knew no lady would be crazy enough to accept such a crazy proposal, and even if any were, paying her off and calling off the whole thing would be easy since all he wanted was the scandal that could come from this. The headlines were either going to be about his rejected Marriage proposal or his supposed engagement, which would be enough to let Sophia off the hook. "Yes!" Sonia said as she bobbed her head excitedly and extended her finger for him to wear her the ring. "Yes?" Bryan asked in confusion when he heard her response. "Yes! I will be your wife and make you the happiest man in the world!" Sonia said with a giggle and wiggled her fingers until Bryan slid the ring down her finger. Surprisingly the ring was her exact size, and it sat on her finger like it was made just for her. The sound of applause erupted all around them as Sonia stood up with a big smile on her face and embraced Bryan before kissing him right on the lips. Bryan was slightly taken aback by her boldness but quickly recovered since this was his game, and he had to play along. He was the one who had approached her first, after all. So when she tried to break the kiss, he held her chin and slowly nibbled on her lower lip before parting her lips with his tongue and sucked on it in a teasing manner, eliciting a moan from Sonia. Sonia felt light-headed. This was too good to be true. It just had to be a dream. How else could she explain that one moment she was seated at the lobby of a hotel waiting for her editor, and the next she was engaged to her celebrity crush and was kissing him right here in the open? (PS: Photo belongs to me. Art by @imagineTishaD)

Separated from the beloved Moon Goddess Chang'er, Tuzi the former-bunny turned divine lady, is violently thrown from the Realm of Gods into the Mortal Realm. Can Moon stay focused long enough to solve the mystery of who stole her beloved Tuzi, with the too-handsome-for-his-own-good, God of Sky distracting her at every clue's reveal? Why did the Sky God’s best soldier Atlas dive into the Mortal Realm after Tuzi? Will Tuzi be able to guard her heart against this dashing soldier? Why are so many alpha gods suddenly so interested in her business? And why are mosquitos the absolute worst…? Solve the mystery of the Moon Goddess’s stolen lady, in this romantic, funny and action-packed spin on the legend of Chang'er and her white bunny. Bet you can't figure out who did it! [Novel images are AI generated] ******************** [Excerpt from Novel] The Goddess remembered that day clearly. As she floated in the sky near the cold doors of death, she shivered. She had lost too much blood. The pain was overtaking her senses. She knew she was dying. She hugged the rabbit in her arms even tighter, not wanting to drop her loyal friend. How the Goddess had wished she could see her loved one, just one last time, she thought sadly. The cold began to invade every part of her body, spreading itself like sharp frost through her bones. She had not thought that she would die feeling so lonely and scared. She choked back a sob. She wasn't sure if her eyes were becoming hazy and blurry from her tears or from her consciousness slipping away... "You're safe now... I will never let anything bad happen to you..." "Thank you..." she whispered gratefully. When the Goddess finally awakened, she was home within her palace in the Realm of Gods. She sat up slowly in her bed assessing her surroundings. Sunlight shone through the grand windows onto freshly cut flowers on the bedside table. She could hear the song birds serenading the world outside. The air smelled like a mix of vanilla and honey. Nothing was out of place here. She was wearing a light nightgown. She lifted the hem of it so she could take a look at her body. Her light skin was smooth and glowing. There were no injuries at all. For a moment, she wondered if her time on Earth as Queen Chang’er was nothing but a dream. She took a deep breath when she felt something moving under the blanket. Curious, she lifted back the covers and gazed into the face of the little rabbit who had been her companion through it all. The Goddess’s eyes became wet with tears as she lifted the rabbit up onto her lap. She couldn’t believe that the little bunny survived the journey to the Realm of Gods. “Was it you who saved me…?” The rabbit rubbed its furry face against her hands, wiggling her little cotton tail, happy that her master had finally awakened from her long slumber. “You silly one…” The Goddess touched her finger against the rabbit’s nose, which caused it to twitch slightly. “For your kindness,” she said gently, “I will repay you, my little Tuzi.” The Goddess worked her magic and changed Tuzi’s form into a human. Forever her companion and friend. The legend of Chang’er goes, that she became the Moon Goddess in the heavens, accompanied by her loyal white rabbit. Sometimes, if one stares long enough at the Moon, they can see the rabbit shift into a human.

It is said that the king of all the supernaturals is cursed and for that he doesnt have a soulmate. he is to pick a choosen mate in the choosing ceremony hosted by the kingdoms under him to choose a bride. Azra the daughter of Zymir goes to the kingdom to seek permission to take a choosen mate Zylan as she doesnt have a mate. All comes crashing when she meets the wrong man and catches the eyes of the king. "Let go" Azra grits out while glaring at him. with dark silver eyes, he stares at her his gaze deep and compelling. "Never" "Now sweetheart, if you want that man to be alright then you dont get close to him, look at him or even breathe in the same air as him, I am the only man who should mean this much to you" He says through gritted teeth. "why should I listen to you" She says trying to wiggle underneath him which earns her a groan from him. "Because You are mine" "And I am your king"

“Shut up!” He roared, as he tore my slave garment from my body in less than a second, leaving my body bare, except for my bra and panties. “Oh my…” He muttered devilishly with lust filled eyes, as he roughly grabbed the right cup of my bra, manhandling it as if to get a pre-feel of how the main softness will feel like. I had given up already, tired of writhing on the floor, tired of trying to wiggle out of his hold, and tired of pleading. What was the use? My legs were already held hostage in the confines of his own limbs, my throat was now sore, and all my plea fell on deaf ears. I shut my eyes tightly, already welcoming my cursed fate, when suddenly the door burst ajar. Who could that be? A savior or another foe? I opened up my eyes, already glazy with tears, and peered at the visitor. He was a man. A beautiful man. A beautiful, angry man. I couldn’t tell distinctively his facial features because of my tear clothed eyes, but even as I laid as dead underneath my assailant, I could feel his rage rolling over him like waves. “Who dares to interrupt my pleasure time? My assailant asked, about to turn his head way back to see who had been standing by the door, when suddenly, in a twinkle of an eye, his head went off flying from his neck, to the ground idly. And so, I screamed; especially as I felt his blood splatter all over my chest and face. But in my screaming and shocked state, I was still able to hear the first words of the man since he had stepped into the room. “How dare you to touch my mate?” He roared. ***** Olivera, the only wolfless girl in the Red Moon’s Pack was captured alongside her best friend by the deadliest pack in the entire region. While performing her slave duties for the new pack, she was almost raped by her taskmaster, but for the intervention of Raul, the Alpha of the pack, who is reckoned for his infamous curse, ruthlessness and womanizing traits. Journey along with Olivera, and see how a shy, seizure plagued wolfless girl tamed the big bad alpha, especially when it was discovered that she was a hybrid, the chosen world who would restore peace between the two supernatural realms at war.

A faint whisper sounded in her mind telling her to call it's name, though near death she summoned her courage and spoke a an unknown word "$#@/()@##)@)#" In an instant Whoosh---  A powerful kick smashed the tyrants head and drove directly into the ground with such force that it's neck directly cracked as its body spammed and wiggled before turning silent "So, you're the lowborn hybrids that commands this fellows here?" The whole group was stunned as they turned to look at the person who appeared from nowhere and killed a tyrant with a casual stomp The youth was tall with a slim stature visible even though he was covered in a long white cloak, shoulder length white hairs with light blue eyes shimmering with an ethereal light but that couldn't hide the disdain and contempt present in those seemly cold and unfeeling eyes even though he had a smile on his lips.

"You think I'm obsessed of power?" He took one step forward towards me, my whole system stiffened. My heart drum inside my chest and my breath hitch with excitement and fear. "Seems like it," "There are two things I'm obsessed of," He held me tightly as he wrapped his rough hand around my wrist. I tried to wiggle free against his strong hold. "I... I don't care," my voice came out ghastly. "One," the thickness of his voice laced through my skin. "You are my obsession," "Two..." He slurs. "Pinning you in my bed, chained, and screaming my name from unbearable pleasure until you past out." And his eyes have become so dark, they would be able to swallow me whole. "You're a nutcase," my lips quivered as his fingers trailed against the small part of my neck. "You, in my bed, legs spread wide open...chained and screaming my name until you beg me to stop." His adams apple bobs in his throat as his hand tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. "You like that about me, my unhinged mind and how I f*ck you rough my love, let me remind you of that." My breath deepened and I fought the need to kiss him or lick my lips as an invitation. ************** Shiloh battles against her complicated life everyday. Being a part of weak witches in their town she is known to be dumb and mute girl who sells faulty potions for a bag of elixirs while her brother is thriving in the famous academia. Yet one night her peaceful life came crashing down. She was kissed by a vampire! She was intoxicated and addicted to the man's sweet lips. But her addiction is fatally wrong for vampires are being hunt and killed for 'safety'. What will she do when the man in the alleyway was a part of her past? The man who loved...and killed her.

[Mature Content. No rape] After Rivienne, the daughter of the Grand Duke Carmillion of the Vassilios Empire, got into a deathly accident at such a young age, everyone thought that she was living in the countryside, getting better in her fragile health. Nevertheless, she became a gorgeous lady and the future monarch of the empire. Yet she wanted nothing but to close her eyes forever and get rid of her existence. Despite her name, her dreams, her hateful family, and her arrogant fiancé, Rivienne wore a mask of innocence, tangling with an assignment, only to protect the imperium from the enemies. But her fated love and the cursed prince who craved her misery and feasted upon it would never have the will to let go of her. Would she be able to break her chains and sore in the sky? Or would she be devil-bound and live as she hated the most? [EXCERPTS] She was burning. She felt her heart thundering. Her ragged breath could melt iron. She fell on her knees when the water was right before her. The fire within her screamed for her to spread their wings, yet she did not want to. The world was not worthy enough for her to destroy.  Sweating buckets, she gasped for the air, facing the ceiling lying on the floor. She wanted to rip off the sticky petticoat along with her skin. Under the dim light of candles, she thought, 'So this is how I die,' She scoffed, gulping. 'This was how Rivienne died without dying,' Perfect! "Oh! Dear," His mocking voice did not even let her finish her life. She eyed him with utter hatred as the angelic man, stained with blood, stopped biting his inner cheek and tossed away the bloody dagger, pushing himself up from the door he was leaning on, watching leisurely. And then he approached his dear painter. "Would you look at this?" He wiped the blood on his unreadable face with the back of his palm and sighed, looking at her. "Get lost!"  She was able to tell him the most important thing. Disappear from my life. Everything was confusing after this man. And he never listened. Still keeping his dull expression, he scooped her with one swift movement as she began to kick him, wiggling, wasting her last drop of energy. It was useless. He shoved her into the bathtub abruptly, imprisoning her beneath him in the icy water.  She kept rebelling against his force, pushing him away and cursing. When the opening occurred, she cupped his neck.  Kill him! Burn him! Her ears echoed.  "... You little!" He gritted his teeth, and his jaw twitched, enduring the monstrous pain she brought. Her lips curved up victoriously and stubbornly when he was defeated. Yet it did not last long. He dipped her in the water in a blink, taking the hand that almost killed him as he clashed his lips with hers, becoming the blizzard for her flaming hell.  *Vote and check out the images of some scenes in paragraph comments. **Cover is mine. Do not use images without permission.

Who knew that a tiny cut to the finger would hook her to the dark lord? * Hell broke loose when the bloodthirsty demon prince and conquerer of the underworld was bonded to a brainless underling by a ring. For generations his ancestors ruled the world with the powerful ring. One day, it vanished from the surface of earth and their power slowly diminished. After searching for it for so long to reclaim what was rightfully theirs, it finally appeared... bonded to a human girl.... and being the direct decendant of the great king and the righful owner of the ring, it enslaved him. ******* Frustrated, Que felt like screaming and punching him, but sadly she couldn't do either. Wiggling her butt, she slid down from his midriff when his hand left her butt briefly only to land back sharply with a smack. Silence. Silence More silence. "Did...did you just spank me?" "Stay still." "That gave you no right to hit me!" "I'll do it again." "Get your paws off me!" "You are the one straddling me." "It was an accident! What were you trying to do?" "That's what they all say." "You... unbelievable!" With a swift motion, he shifted until she was underneath him, his weight crushing her. "Silence I said..." He growled into her ears a large paw covering her mouth. With his free hand he switched off the light. ******* As a famous doom bringer, Que was avoided by everyone. If her childhood sweetheart could abandon her, who wouldn't? Something definitely smells fishy when she got a marriage proposal out of the blue right after her engagement was called off. What's more, its to be signed in three days! . ***** Hi... Yours Truly here, Cover not mine,credit goes to the owner.

"Please let me go!" I screamed. I punched the huge guy who carried me over his shoulders but who was I kidding? All the punches I threw at him just felt like light paper being thrown at him. I tried to wiggle myself out of his grip but this man wouldn't even budge. I screamed for help as I was carried into a vehicle. "Keep an eye on her. This is going to be a long ride." I heard another voice say as the man who carried me threw me into the vehicle. He tied my hands and my legs, blindfolded my eyes and gagged my mouth. I was left alone with people I don't know. Why am I kidnapped? Why am I here? Who did I offend? God, are my sins that much that you decide to punish me like this? I asked myself as I sobbed. What would become of me now?

Piper had it all. The job, the house, the fiancé…the life. Until one fated night when she stumbled upon more than she was supposed to see. With her world imploding around her, she feels as if she has lost everything. Humbled by her new life, she has accepted her new fate. That is until one handsome billionaire wiggles his way into her life, and ultimately her heart. Will she be strong enough to allow herself to love again? And will their love be strong enough to withstand?

DARK ROMANCE, DAILY UPDATES. EXPLICIT 21+ "You have 20 seconds left to submit yourself to me," he said while staring down at me, "Vincent, this is not the way..." I cried, "Please, just let me go," I tried to wiggle out of his hold but he placed his hands on either side of me, trapping me under him. "You!" he traced my cheek with the back of his hand, "...My flower! Now belongs to me," he whispered while his deep voice sent chills down my spine. **** All my life, I have been manipulated, controlled and abused, I never had a taste of love nor affection. My own parents hated me for reasons unknown to me, I have no one to trust as everyone near me is busy playing the game I have no idea how to play. I was sold, sold to a man who loves to break a part of me like plucking the rose petals one by one. I was his to break, His to do as he'd like. Vincent Moretto, 38 years old ruthless, cold and twisted monster who ruins what he touches, but they say even a monster has a heart but the question is, Does he have one? If he does, Will I ever melt it? *** WARNING! MATURE CONTENT.

I am haunted, apparently. Excerpt: "It was then that I realized I had let go of the door. My heart began to pound again and my hands shake as I saw the knob begin to wiggle in the now terrifying glow of the street light. It creaked open ever so slightly and as I screamed out loud, it SLAMMED shut again." This is a slow building story of our female lead who must face her fears and delve deep into mysteries she never anticipated.

How identical can identical twins be? After years of separation, Erika is approached to pretend to be her twin sister, Emily, for a while. Pretend to be her twin even after not seeing her for years and years? Fine. Pretending to be the wife of her sister's husband and mother to their son? Impossible!!!! Excerpt: "A-are you sleeping with your trunks? Only?'' Aisha was anxious. She forgot that she has to sleep beside him. The thought of it sent shivers to her spine. "Are you really asking that after sleeping with me for years?'' his brow creased. Her eyes widened. "Y-you mean it's already a habit of him? And he will be doing it every SINGLE NIGHT? SERIOUSLY? Oh Lord, why are you tormenting me like this?'' her mind is in jumble. Ethan saw her uneasiness and he smirk. " But I wont mind sleeping beside a handsome guy", She drooled at her thought. "Pervert!" She wiggled. Ethan was deep in his thoughts while looking at the woman fully covered with blanket. He can see her wiggling. Something isn't just right. He can tell just by looking at her eyes. "That Eyes!'' he stroked his chin. "It's definitely her eyes" *** With all the growing threats against Ethan and his son’s life, will Erika (now called Aisha) take the risk to protect them knowing the danger it will cost her? While secrets unfold itself one at a time, will Ethan see past though all the lies and pretentions in front of him? What will Ethan do if he discovers that the woman whom he married was not the person he thought she should be? And, will Aisha be able to avoid her growing feelings towards Ethan, knowing that her twin sister is coming back soon? what if her sister comes back claiming everything she owns including her family during the time she learns to live the life of lies? **Will she chose Love over Blood?

It all started with a bet when Hailey Anderson got herself tangled with the campus' Genius Prince Troy Anthony. • • • • • • • • • • "So what's your dare?" He asked me so I looked into the paper I was holding. "Make a prince aroused," I muttered quietly but he managed to catch. "Then, let me volunteer myself for the dare." He wiggled his eyebrows which made me roll my eyes. "Volunteer my ass, you just want to get under my pants- or skirts rather, at the moment," he chuckled with what I said, "but I'm not like any other girls, Troy, I won't be sharing a bed with you, ne-ver," I said with confidence and all the people around us 'ohh'-ed "Really? How 'bout you forgot the dare and just make this bet with me? I bet they won't mind it right?" We both looked at the people around us. "What bet?" Jin, the Quarterback, who's also a campus' Prince and is actually a friend of this jerk of a prince named Troy, asked as he grin at his friend. "Oh, just the same usual cliché bets, who ever fall in love lose. Of course, this includes whether I'll actually have Hailey on my bed, or not." He looks at me and smirk. "And I'm betting that I'll be making my way on you before graduation, babe" • • • • • • • • • • Started: January 5, 2019 Finished: ----- A/N: Copyright, no stealing of works please. And read my first note, it has things that you should expect to see in the first TONS chapters. That's all! Thanks!

Sora, do you remember the time when we first held hands? It was during a spring festival that our highschool was hosting. The sun was just beginning to set, and the phoenix orange light was trickling in through the leaves of the trees. I remember you grabbing my hand, and off we ran away because you didn't want to help our classmates clean up the rest of the booths. You probably don't know this, but that was the time it felt as if I could breathe for the first time again. As you held my hand softly, anxiously dragging us both into the light patch of trees just behind the school as you were trying not to get caught. You let go, and started giggling, and began speaking about random things about our classmates and about yourself. I only sat quietly beside you, listening to your low voice, and staring at the light that wiggled it's way in through the leaves of the trees. And as I sat there, enjoying the warm heat radiating from you as we sat side by side. And I realized, I really did love you back then. So tell me, Sora, tell me how did things end up like this 10 years later. ------------------------------------------------------------- Enjoy this heart breaking story of a women, 10 years later, who looks back at her life in highschool and analyzes her relationship with her husband as it slowly falls apart.

Ladies and Gents, Welcome to Blue World. Grab a snack or a drink, sit back, relax and enjoy as I lead you into this world of wonders and adventures, featuring The Wiggles and their struggle from Carillon to where next they might be.

"please stop hurting me." She said with a pleading voice and he slung her to the ground with a lot of energy as if flinging a ball. She fell as if jabbed by a car and she whirled on the sloppy ground, it wiggled her and the baby and though the thorny weeds and sticks on the ground were battering her arms, she clutched her baby tightly refusing to let go of her and she kept on tossing groaning and whimpering and halts beside a lake and she almost swiveled into the lake.

Long waves of torment wiggle around and hits Arma and to get out of it she entertains herself with her fantasy. Living in a small country for a 24 years valued and with appreciation, she finds it hard to accept sudden entry of the villain but rather fancy about a man that she wants her man to be. Every little disappointment that she felt of her man, she imagined each trait in her fancied man. But how long can a person keep on with her fantasy? For how long???

Magenta Davies and Blue Harrison have been frenemies from day one, and everybody knows it. At Oakstone Academy, there are many things the students can and cannot do, but there is only one golden rule. No fighting. Not physically, nor verbally. But ever since Blue pushed Magenta in the pool when they were eight, a full war broke out between them. Nothing could stop them from wiggling their way around the golden rule and watchful eyes. From small pranks to large scale humiliation, the two of them are experts at battling each other. Neither of them is willing to give in, until the other one drops out. And they both know there’s no chance either will give up. But the year they turn seventeen, things begin to change. For better or worse, Magenta and Blue are about to find out. As they say, there’s a thin line between love and hate.

When twin royals are born through the use of dark magic and shedding of innocent blood, a dark curse is placed upon them, threatening the kingdom's future. Desperate to save the crown prince, the royal family makes a fateful decision to transfer the curse to the princess, and kill her together with it. But fate seemed to have other plans, and the princess was saved and hidden where no one would find her. **** Alexander’s eyes slowly fluttered open as he felt a sharp pain on his head. He tried to move, but then he realized he had been bound to a tree with a rope. He immediately began to panic and tried wiggling from the grasp of the rope. “It wouldn’t budge, I made sure to tie it really hard.” He heard the voice of a lady, and then looked up in surprise. Standing before him was a lady who was covering her face with a veil. “Who… who are you? Are you the ghost everyone has been talking about?” The lady didn’t respond, and slowly removed the veil that was obstructing her face. Alexander subconsciously let out a gasp, and without thinking, he said, “What is a beauty like you doing in the middle of the forest?” **** Tags: Magic, Romance, Revenge, Mystery, Royalfamily, Fakeidentity, Comedy, and so much more. Prepare for a mind blowing journey with the characters. It promises to be fun and intuiting, making you wonder what’s going to happen next. Thank you for reading!

Ara...i" Keith stopped and after a while he pulled her in for a hug not letting her go he said "Jason's test results are out ...you need to be strong Ara... atleast for him for as long as he lives" "what's going on Keith?" Araceli asked him as she wiggled off from his hold and looked straight into his eyes "what's wrong with my son" and Keith after hesitating a little gave her the test results and Ara quickly studied the test result but was still in denial she looked at Keith begging with her eyes for him to tell her she read wrong but instead he hugged her again then it dawned on her that it was true her son had leukemia and had less than a year to live.

Have you ever imagine what if your brain and heart can talk each other? The rational brain and illogical heart, what kind of conversation will it be? H :"Look! a stray cat!" B :"Yeah." H :"Woo, she wiggle her tail! How cute~" B :"Yeah but you know? Actually stray cat can house more than tens type of viruses. Terrifying right?" H :"Hah!? How could you say something like that! This cutie will never hurt people! You heartless Brain!" B :"Of course i am. You're the 'heart', so how come i have that?" H :"....You're right." B :"See? you brainless Heart." H :"Hey!" Note: English is not my native language, so feel free to correct my absurd grammar, okay

Straightlaced to the bone with relationships, Idia never found them fulfilling. Doing everything right made everything go wrong in some way or another. And with a final swear to live single with 5 cats, she was confident with that form of happiness. However, it only takes one person and unusual circumstances to change Idia's entire lifestyle. ~*~ "Yes mom, everything went perfectly okay. It's not like the plane caught fire." I giggle into the receiver and switch shoulders to finish unpacking Once she finished repremanding me for that comment, I hang up with promises to be a good girl. I sprawl onto the hotel bed, ready to pass out forever. Comfy bed, kill my insomnia. It's been a 5 hour flight, let me sleep. Nope. With that I gather my willpower, kick off my painful heels, and blindly search for chamomile tea. When I lean over a hairpin wiggles loose. I discard it and all its buddies, including my hair tie. I forgot my tea. Great. Considering the fact that I won't be able to sleep if I don't, I confirm the desperate need to call room service. With nimble feet from years of ballet, I patter over to the phone. Which number is it? Hmmm.... An explosion of hellfire mushrooms behind me. Whirling around leads to smoke stinging my eyes. A man stands in the middle of the explosion's aftermath. "F*** tea." I mutter.

I watched him dance on the floor, move sensually against those hungry bodies. He loved having the attention on him, he loved the whole club watching him wiggle. I was still watching him, but this time he was with a group of three men. He was in the lap of one of them and laughing as he looked at the others. They looked at them innocently saying dirty things. He was asking if her lips were to their liking as he pouted, making them stand out. He knew the effect he was having on these people. Yet another group of men. He was biting his lip as he looked at several of them and kissed the neck of the one he was sitting on. Looking one of the men on the table in the eye, he passionately kissed the one he was sitting on and even began to grind on him. A woman this time, she was alone. She had her hand on the black haired boy's butt cheeks and was touching his hair, he seemed to like it a lot, just as much as the praise. He loved it, it always made him smile, like he had won something. He began to eat a lollipop looking her in the eye, he was really eager to have something similar in his butt. It was for these different reasons that Hwang Hyunjin was called The World's Biggest Slut.

“Don't run away from me," he said roughly and she felt everything underneath her shaking. "Or what?" she retorted through gritted teeth. Was he insane? He couldn't just order her around. She was a her own identity too and she had dignity. "I'll take you on this table," he warned and to punctuate his warning, he pressed himself firmly against her backside and she felt his little friend hardening against her. He smirked and pulled her underwear upward. Anastasia gasped as the movement slid right in her sensitive spot, the fabric rubbing against her. All the senses she had went away with the wind and she couldn't think of anything else but this moment.. with him.. and this feeling. "Submit," he demanded huskily. He didn't stop rubbing softly and she couldn't take it anymore. No, but she wanted.. more. She wiggled her hips against his hold, trying to match his rhythm. She couldn't help but moan and he growled, watching her. "Submit to me," he demanded. “I-I.. submit.” • • • Alpha Draco is a heartless beast but what happens when he stumbles upon the presence of a sweet fragile girl and finds out that she’s his mate? Will the girl have it in her heart to accept his vicious ways? After all, who could ever learn to love a beast?

The notorious duchess, Victoria Gainsborough dies in the hand of her non blood-related son, David Gainsborough the night before before his marriage with another noble family. She had expected a fate like this to come across her, just like it did to her mother. Victoria didn’t bother to wiggle her way out of an escape that wouldn’t be able to be executed under the situation. Death was more of an escape than a tragic end for her, she will be able to meet her dearest mother again. That is until she wakes up in the body of someone else’s and not hers. The body of David Gainsborough, but younger. Not only her, but David also wakes up in her body, shocking both of them entirely. Both had their previous memories in place, they remember everything, down to the rebellious act. Through this, she learns things she had never known about David, down to the very core. She herself unfolds her own secrets, and maybe this time, they can fix their once broken bond. However, an odd thing has appeared that is unknown to her but familiar for David, [System noticed(!) Task must be done within time, consequences shall be dealt if it’s pass due.] [A/N: This is a work in progress on-going novel, there will be some changes and fixing later on in the title and chapters, so the final result would be different.] [Disclaimer: The picture is made by me, however I will add another person later to the drawing.] [Answers to questions: Yes there will be romance, no it’s not a mother x son romance.]

…” Mommy! Mommy! Look what I made you.” I jumped up and down proud of my little creation. Four stick figures each with our names above. I ran and handed it to her. She smiled and scooped me up hugging my small frame. “Oh Akira, it's amazing it deserves to be in an art gallery.” She put me down and went to put it in the fridge along with all my other pictures. She turned back to me smiling. “Are you hungry?” I nodded and tried to jump up onto the chair but missed slipping to the floor. My mom ran over and scooped me up looking all over, I giggled trying to wiggle out of her grasp. “Mommy, I want mac’n’cheese.” She laughed but put me down on the chair and started making my favorite food. I started to play with the silverware when Aleki came in and sat in the chair beside me. Mommy turned and smiled at him then went back to cooking. He turned to me with an evil looking grin he brought his hand up and put something in front of me. A spider crawled towards me and I screamed. “GET IT AWAY!!” Mommy turned around and grabbed the spider just in time before it got to me. I looked over at Aleki who was laughing at me. “That was mean.” Just as he was going to say something Daddy ran into the house looking worried. “Get to the basement now.”