Wool

Having a high IQ is a gift. And having high EQ? High emotional intelligence and a broken family is a recipe for disaster. But that was the past— The new Auren, born in a rural village, now has not one but two summoning crests etched on his hands. But wait! Everyone is a summoner? A wooden toy, sickle, straw basket, clay pot, wool blanket—this is their summon? They’re just ordinary, everyday things! Oh, those are the bottom-feeders. The nobles have all the fancy animals and fantasy creatures. So, what will he get? He may have been born the son of the lowest knight, but that will not be his destiny. You call all these summons useless? Watch me as I build the most advanced city in this backwards world— And climb the social ladder like a GOAT!

ECHOE'S OF THE HEART" a captivating romance thriller that explores several themes. It depicts the life of Wendy, a successful event planner in Dubai, navigates mysterious memories that are not apprehendable. Her life intertwines when she meets Bryan, a decorated U.S. Naval officer and Dubai's representative in the international horse riding competition. As they explore Dubai's luxury and mystic, they uncover secrets, heart-rising encounters, and soul-deforming and transforming incidents. Will these deforming and transforming incidents make them stronger or separate them? Will they navigate through all odds, or will the speedmeter of life trials separate them? Theme of Erotic Romance: 'He moaned my name and say "ouuuuuuu Wendy I'm cuming!!!" he released his sperm on my face. Then I licked it because I thought I found love; then my eyes were becoming clearer from the intoxication. He sucked my nipple and fiddled the other. I moaned and shouted his name "Staceyyyyyyyyy, suck me harder. Bite my nipple babby" finger me until I come. He fucked me for five...' Theme of war and consequence: 'The mission had gone terribly wrong, and I couldn't process the loss. Scofield's words cut deep: "I thought about my family; what would they say about me, he is in a place where he isn't supposed to be, he died in a cause of something he knew nothing about...' Theme of Human Trafficking: "My name is Nnena, and I'm a Nigerian. My father sold me off for prostitution telling me I was coming to work in Dubai as..." Theme of Tragedy: Suddenly, another RPG blast shook us. "Incoming!" someone yelled. "Gboooooooooom..." Theme of poverty: Upon arrival, a luxury car picked us up. We drove through Bamako's dusty streets, witnessing poverty... Theme of Philanthropist: After the wedding, I decided to use some of my earnings to make a positive impact on Bamako. "You have shown us that true leadership is not about seeking power or worship, but about serving others and making a positive difference in... The village elders added, "Your efforts have brought hope and prosperity to... Theme of Rape: "Later, I was told she was a victim of rape by my biological father, so I'm a child of rape... "I was raped by the junior brother of the woman whose child I taught for free... Theme of sport and Adventure: You've been chosen to represent Dubai in the upcoming International Horse Race... Theme of Dehumanization: " even when I am on my period she do put cotton wool inside my vagina to block the blood. The men having sex with us won't... Theme of Female trafficking: The agents in Cotonou lies to the Embassy that we are going to study and they will tell us what to say. But in actual sence they are sending us to... Theme of Divine intervention: "D" lingered, making me think of Davido, the renowned Nigerian Afrobeat musician. Suddenly, my phone beeped with an incoming call and I picked: "Unknown Number: Yo! Whatup my nigga ? this is Davido speaking..."

Un secreto puede ser más pesado que la fama. Y la traición, más cortante que el rechazo. Kim Eun-ji es la "Rosa de la escuela", admirada por su belleza y perfección en la prestigiosa Preparatoria Han-wool. Con una sonrisa impecable, un novio popular y una vida aparentemente ideal, todos la ven como un ícono... pero nadie conoce la verdad detrás de su imagen. Eun-ji no es rica. Vive en un oktapbang con sus padres y hermanos pequeños, trabaja por las noches en un restaurante y lucha por sobrevivir. Todo cambiará cuando su secreto se filtre y su mundo perfecto se derrumbe frente a los ojos de quienes la idolatraban. Bae Su-jin, su "mejor amiga", no solo la envidia: está decidida a destruirla. Park Ji-hoon, su novio, deberá elegir entre el amor o su reputación. Y Lee Jae-hyeok, el chico nuevo y misterioso, podría ser su inesperado refugio... o el principio de una nueva historia.

Kim Han-wool a unique class holder who fought his entire life with monster to protect his people but what awaits at front of him was dead but at that last moment he was given a chance to change the destiny of him his people steal the destiny with this unique class Class —« Theft»

A short story dedicated to a Male Concubine named Lim and his imperceptible poison beneath his timid touches, and the wolf—Zulu—who’s fangs retract upon the sight of the sheep who sees him as nothing else but his kin. Unbeknownst to Lim, Zulu oversees through his thick wool and savors every poison leaking out of the lamb’s skin. He lets the boy take care of him, just once. Not until his heart starts to yearn to be in his care eternally.

The Legend of the Seven Fates… There once was an ancient library filled with all the knowledge in the world. The keepers of that library were the fates.       The fates were named Regalia, Clara, Melodie, Amara, Mia, Desirae, and Gailia. The fates were tasked with knitting scarves for the destiny of all mortals with plain material like wool, cotton, and yarn. One day the fates get an anonymous gift and the youngest fate, Gailia opens it.       Since Gailia is a fabled fate, fearless and immortal, she pulls on the string of the glowing box without caring to read the letter that was sent along with it. Gailia sees a glittering purple silk laying in the box and quickly stops knitting her boring destinies to make her new masterpiece.       As Gailia knits her new scarf Desirae, the sixth fate, takes note and decides she wants a masterpiece too. So Desirae stops knitting her plain cotton destiny and chooses a sparkling sapphire silk instead.      Mia, the fifth fate, walks by while knitting her almost finished yarn scarf and is drawn to a fiery looking carnelian. Mia sits down next to her two sisters and starts to finish this nearly finished scarf with the new and energetic carnelian.      But the fourth fate, Amara, is tired of not getting enough attention as the middle most fate. So Amara plans to knit her next mortal destiny as well as she can manage with a strong deep black diamond silk.       Melodie, the third fate, gasps at her sister’s neglect in knitting mortal destinies and grabs a deep emerald silk to show her older sisters. But the power in the silk overwhelms her and she instead collapses on the ground. Not knowing what else to do she skillfully knits a complex and delicate pattern into her newly acquired powerful jade silk.      Clara, the sixth fate, walks by and notices her sisters knitting something beautiful with a strange new material. Clara knows she’s never seen anything like these materials so she shouts for her eldest sister. Regalia, the oldest, knows what has happened and instantly goes over towards her younger siblings.       Regalia hopes that she can make it in time to stop Clara from falling into this trap as well. But as Regalia bursts into the library her skin turns pale. All of her younger siblings are knitting part of their lives into mortal destinies.  Even Clara is standing a few feet in front of Regalia knitting a destiny out of shining gold and silver. Regalia nods because her sisters have already chosen their paths.      Regalia wakes her sisters and picks up a dull and colorless grey silk that pulses with raw potential. The sisters know their mistake and follow Regalia as they knit a prophecy over top of the silks.       The seven fates knit a faith-filled prophecy out of the stable earthly silk and connect this to a place they call The Tower of Destiny. They write down that one day the chosen will unseal the library of knowledge at the top of The Tower.      They can only hope that whoever does this will be kind enough to revive them so that they can continue knitting mortals in order to save the world. Though as the sisters take their last breath before slumber that can’t help but have faith.

Just a freshman, but awakened the player panel, opening a colorful life! The original intention of the panel is to let Jiang Ning win all kinds of goddesses and become the ultimate player in the love field. But Jiang Ning found that as long as the goddesses with a score of more than nine points in the binding panel mechanism, he can continue to get wool and rewards from them through various methods! So, the style of painting began to gradually become outrageous under Jiang Ning's countless operations! [You made Yu Churan cry, triggering a small critical hit, reward: 100,000 yuan! ] [You accompanied Yin Muyan to an art exhibition, triggering a critical hit, random reward: Chinese painting proficiency! ] [You went shopping with Yan Yixin, and the tiger body shook, scaring away the gangsters, random reward: mixed martial arts proficiency! ] [Your investment results shocked Mu Binghan, triggering a big critical hit, special reward: an important investment information! ] Cooking, guitar, driving, calligraphy, piano composition... As more and more rewards burst out, Jiang Ning found that he seemed to be all-powerful. "Mr. Jiang, what do you think of being named the all-around male god?" "What do you think?" "At first I just wanted to take advantage of the situation and make some money to get rich." "But I really didn't want to be a male god!"

In the beginning when men began to multiply, during the era of the first men after Lilith was barnished from Eden. A demon named Azazel who was barnished by the holy gods and sent down to earth married Lilith, and they gave birth to Valyris and Arine, Valyris was a hunter and he was great upon the earth, he later married a she demon Ashtheroth, and Arine married Kein. They are the descendants of the Nephilims. Their children the Nephilims oppressed humans for ages, humans cried, prayed to the holy gods in agony waiting for a deliverer but it seems the gods shot their ears from hearing and eyes from seeing the pain of the people. The worst was yet to come, the Nephilims were immortals because they lived hundreds of years and were Giants. For ages they ruled mankind with sorcery and wisdom their parents Valyris and Arine passed to them. After a thousand years passed, the holy gods summoned Lilith and Azazel to the high court, The court of the gods, as the name implies only gods were judged, Azazel, and Lilith were chained and thrown into the great deep, a prison made for only gods, a prison of darkness, a prison of nothingness As for their children Valyris and Arine, the holy gods cursed them with an everlasting curse. Valyris was cursed with a great curse. In the words of the gods "Valyris! Valyris!! Because you hunt both man and beast, and make yourself mighty on earth, you're cursed with the curse of the beast, as you hunt shall you be hunted. So Valyris was cursed the curse of wolves, Arine, the daughter of Azazel and Lilith played the harlot and taught men and women witchcraft, to drink human blood, and eat human flesh, to cast spells and make portions. She was beautiful, as beautiful as the sun, her hair white as wool and she had the eyes of the holy gods, red and blazing like fire. She was strong but not as strong as Valyris, and all these made her exalt herself above the holy gods. She bought the hearts of men through her sorcery and made men worship her. The holy gods cursed her with the curse of darkness, they said, " Arine because you look like the sun, and you have exalted yourself above everyone, the sun is your enemy." She will smite you, in darkness you shall dwell until the day you will be called. The holy gods left Valyris and Arine to rule the earth for the pledged repentance but they lied because both ruled humans with a strong hand, and the children of the brothers of Azazel, the demons were wicked. The world was full of wickedness only the strong survive, the weak were used as slaves. Valyris and the demons didn't spare mankind. To Valyris and Arine, it is a pay back to the holy gods. They looked for a deliverer but none was found so mankind lost hope, and started eating and drinking forgetting the holy gods.

[Mature Content] The body of a mermaid is a vault of treasures. Their tears formed the most splendid of pearls, their exquisite blood a euphoric drug for vampires, their luscious hair woven into the finest of silk, and their tender meat sought after by werewolves more than Heaven’s ambrosia. The creatures of night mingled within human society, fleeced in the wool of aristocracy, veiled in their portrayed innocence and nobility, their savagery continued to predate on the weak and powerless. Genevieve Barlow, Eve for short, was an exceptionally strange young lady. She had an alluring and beguiling nature, where for her twenty-four year old self had barely changed in appearance since her eighteenth birthday. She had fooled the administration and had gotten a degree so that she could have a better life. Most odd of all was that Eve had a secret she shared with no one. She enters the house of Moriarty, not just to earn but also to find answers on what happened to her mother nearly two decades ago. Unfortunately, things do not always proceed as one planned. Despite her cautious nature and desire to stay out of sight, a cold pair of eyes falls on her, that soon refuses to leave her out of sight.

Springs and rivers of different flavors of fruit juice? A giant boar with a roasted and sizzling hot body? Turtle with cabbage-like shell and is edible? Flocks of sheep with sweet cotton candy wool? A big greasy tree with leaves made out of crispy bacon? In the era of unraveling the undiscovered taste of exquisite ingredients and imminent dangers. Meet Nil a broke young man from his world who died from a tragic and senseless death whose now reborn in this mysterious world as an aspiring battle chef who luckily stumbled upon a legacy of who knows who in the mysterious and delicious world of Gourmetopia. Join him as he paves his way as a newly enrolled student at the prestigious school of the River Fork University at the great Stew Republic of East! In this world where marketing, gourmet, and battle skills could decide the fate of a nation. What can a foreign 'system' do to help Nil reach his dreams to stand on top together on equal footing with the 10 food saints? The Gastro-Battle System!

The Umbrae Lunae existed before man, beautiful abominations birthed in the nightmares of mad gods. They wait for humanity to misstep, for the angels to look away. For the moment when they can cloak the world in moon shadows once again. But even horrors have children. Even nightmares must feed. One child, unlike the others, finds his way to a school for young abominations. Will he be a sheep cast before the wolves, or a terror that wears the skin of wool to entice the wolf close? The flesh of his body was his only coin, strips cut to pay debts that never ended. Everyone has scars, stories in a life led, lessons learned, and licks taken. Luminous bodies touched by darkness. There are a cursed few that are the opposite, black shadows consumed by scars, twisted minds devoured by diseased hungers, bodies tortured misshapen works of gouged flesh, silver lines of blade thin cuts, ragged tears of teeth and glass. For them, the scars are marks of homecoming, the mangled wasteland the only place they feel at peace. Hell is a place. It's made of concrete, steel and glass. It's the sounds of starving kids crying themselves to sleep, huddling into small balls as creepers come and take their due of innocence and tender meat. It's eating rotten food and carrying ticks in your hair. It’s having no one and nothing while surrounded by everything. It's the life of a street kid. What abomination was birthed in the corrupt womb of man’s cast-off shit? Pretty people don't know the power of ugly. They can't see the strength in a broken soul or the power in a calloused heart. Those secrets are for the discarded alone. Only the broken understand the grace of darkness. The blessed folds that hide scars and tears, the protection of its concealing umbra.

Growing up, Sharpe always knew there was something different about him-something not quite right. He couldn't understand why he had to put on wool every day before leaving his home when everyone else in the Sheep clan had their own. He was always malnourished and tired. Sometimes, an unstoppable urge to escape would bubble up inside him, and he'd run away, even if it is for a short while. A short while would be all it took to forget about feeling like an outcast. This short while was a time that he could count on, to just be himself. Until one day, he hears a strange and hauntingly familiar call in the distance. He goes to investigate. But as it seems, some things are better left unknown. The struggles of clashing identities wrack Sharpe's mind as he is made to choose between the blissful lie of a life he lived, and the harsh reality he now knows. Is there ever a time when the matters of the heart outweigh the differences between wolf's fur and sheep's wool?

Simon de montfort,simon,simon!!! I heard my name being called but I was in my head,an abyss of total darkness.... How did I get here?? sighs and holds his head. He woke up in a room filled with strange things a bed made of something soft like wool and linen.. He looks up and sees iron connected at the middle turning round and bringing the wind..ahhhh he screams in terror where am I? Is this the afterlife?. He abruptly stands up and runs out falling down and getting up because of the tiles pushing through people moving around busily pushing half dead people around and treating some...who are these people?why are they dressed in uniforms?...he walked around lost to this unfamiliar surrounding then he opens the main door of the hospital and goes to the road and before him he sees a whole new world different from where he was from funny things carrying people inside and moving in an orderly form!!! am i in the future?? he says to himself and he blacks out......

The story follows the life adventures of Takio, who aims to become a great swordsman. A demonic gate discovered a hundred years ago suddenly explodes in which Takiyo's older brother along with others disappear. Takio goes to that demonic world with two of his friends to find the wool all.

Octavius was kidnapped and taken in by an evil cultivation sect. The Inverted Zodiac Sect has begun to thrive and seeks to expand its control. The sect master had a wonderful plan to do so. Taking in a large number of new recruits and disciples to test new techniques and combinations. Those who fail can be turned into zombies, ghosts, pills, walking cauldrons, demon food, or whatever else true sect members might need. Octavius didn't necessarily want to be a cultivator. If he were going to be a cultivator though, he would not have picked an evil sect to join. He was raised to be a kind and caring young man who could look after others. Now he has to survive a literal hell. How can he be evil? More importantly... how can he survive? In response, Octavius begins to explore the young dao of hydra dantian cultivation, based on the monstrous techniques of hydras and other monsters and demons that have developed dantians distinct from the norm... some are even unique. Dragon's throat dantian... Frog's stomach dantian... Ghost's shadow dantian... Lamb's wool dantian? In the end Octavius will have to put one question to the test, is he evil?

When I was little, all I knew was fear. Fear of the gnawing hunger that consumed us from the inside. Fear of the biting cold that seeped through walls and wools and nipped at our toes and fingers. And fear of the ruthless lords who partied in the castle, up on the mountain, living off our work, our tears, our blood. We thought fear would keep us safe, make us cautious and wise. We prayed to our gods for protection, and paid our tithe to the vampire lords, and hoped for peace. Fear kept us in our place, my family and I. And it is in fear that they died. When I found them, mangled and covered in blood, l swore I would never live in fear again. If I were to die like them, l would at least die a brave death. I didn’t think that I might die a stupid death. All it takes is one wrong step. Tread on a twig, and they will hear you coming. Step on a viper and you will never have a chance to take on the vampire. There are so many things that can go wrong in the mountains. One moment, one tiny slip, and your life flashes before your eyes, every memory vivid and painful like a knife through the heart. And when you breathe your last, labored breath, the last thing you see is the vampire, leaning over you in the dark, moonless night, savoring his victory. My last thought, as I lay dying, was that, at least, there would be no vampires in the afterlife. Whether I was going to heaven or hell, I knew I had escaped him and his kind. There is no eternal rest for the undead, no passage into the world beyond. We would never meet again. Or so I thought. For the briefest moment, when I woke up in the tight coffin, I thought that I’d survived. But only for a moment. Then the painful realization hit me: my heart wasn’t beating. And, instead of the hunger that had ruled my entire life, I felt a dire thirst.

This short story captures the reader's attention from the very first line by introducing key elements - the contrast between urban Johannesburg and the rural Karoo, and the protagonist's journey from city girl to farm visitor. The tone is set as one of discovery and transformation, with a hint of the coming loss of innocence. The genre is clearly established as a coming-of-age story with elements of rural life and ethical awakening.

Kim Han-wool, a genius and a champion in the sports chess dies in a car accident and finds himself inside a novel he had just read. The body he reincarnated as is a cannon fodder who had the same name and surname as him. Knowing the fate of the original owner who will die a miserable death Han-wool decided to change his fate by avoiding the main characters. Little did he know that maybe it might be because of his past life or because of his hobby he suddenly becomes teacher of the main characters…

Nick Anderson was a 15 year old boy born with a birth defect in his spine that made him completely paralyzed from birth, unable to move anything besides his head. One day when going to sleep he finds himself in what he thinks is a dream, in this dream he is picked up by a caravan that offers him healing to fix his once permanent defect. The next day when he wakes up he realizes it was not just a dream, a belief further reinforced after he gets transported back to that world again and again when he sleeps. What will this new development mean for this teenager's life? Thanks to the artist "Floof n Wool" For the awesome new cover art and design! You can find her on facebook if you like her art.

MOST TYPES OF LIGHTS ARE INVISIBLE TO OUR EYES, BUT THEY'RE THERE. WE'RE JUST NOT AWARE OF IT. Jeong Sewoon's life have completely turned upside down the day his mother was killed. He became a different person out of fear of going back to his old life. Heo Gyeo-Wool's spoiled life ended the moment her brother have gone missing due to her carelessness . From that day she got a taste of the bad things in life and fell into the fears in her mind, alone. While they experience the coldness in life their desire to get back what they lost grows. Their first year in Daykey law school begins , both of them with the same porpuse -to find answers and get their revenge. Jeong Sewoon and Heo Gyeo-Wool are searching for the lightness in the dark and they believe that the key of light exsists, they just need to observe deeper..

Gadis dengan rambut pixie serta wajah dingin dan sorot mata tajam itu bernama Jung Ji Wool. Berstatus sebagai seorang siswi, namun berpenampilan layaknya seorang siswa. Tinggi badanya yang semampai 170 cm serta garis wajahnya yang tajam membuatnya lebih mirip seorang laki laki dengan wajah keren. Diusianya 18 tahun? Stop! nyatanya ia bukanlah manusia biasa. Kebenaranya adalah, diantara hidup dan mati, dunia fana tak mampu melogika layaknya manusia biasa. "Tak akan pernah mengering rasa sakit yang telah mengguyur hati.." "Selamanya pendosa adalah pendosa, dan penghukum adalah penghukum, hitam sebelum putih, darah sebelum kematian, namun aku hanyalah aku!.."

Former hero, Dorian, after tragedy struck, spent over a thousand years in a forbidden library learning all that humanity has ever achieved. Magic, swordsmanship, healing and even cultivation. However, just as he lost all hope of leaving this place, he was finally called back to Eyluania by a runaway elf, Melissa Wools. Dorian returned with burning hatred like an enraged dragon who wanted only one thing. Revenge. But how to deal with his new summoner? If she dies, he will be sent back to the library again. Only one option left… "I'll level her up!" How will Melissa survive torturous training of an immortal psychopath?

“Omg” he stood by the door shirtless and his sweet pants were just under his waist exposing his v-line. He had six packs and a tattoo on the side of his stomach overlapping to his back. Some of his curly hair went on to his face. She couldn’t help but notice the two lines that were on his left eyebrow, his big juicy lips which she assumed were soft as wool. He had one piercing on his ear were he wore this black stud with a skull shape like. He looked like a demi-god not up to Rome’s extent. That name came to her mind again and her mood was ruined why does he have to appear everywhere.

Sileo, whether it refers to restart or silent, everyone living there can agree on one thing - There is always a chance there. There is always a chance to start something new. Even with all the monsters, creepy acquaintances, and strange government. That attributed little to the daily lives of normal ones. Regardless if you are from another planet, universe, dimension, which is the case for Otto Kettering. Being crashed by a car before he was sent to prison for murder (A murder he claims he had no part in) was bad, it was bad enough he was going to prison, but now he was in a new world. A world he knew nothing of and that was arguably for better or worse. Sileo, the new world, brings with it strange happenings, weird people, companions (?), and the possibility to reverse everything that has happened to him or to move on and live a new life. If only he could be less awkward, if only he could shut Ater up, if only he could raise his stats like a normal person (Players aren't normal in any way, but that's up to him). Through the poorly drawn maps his companions (?) find and his built in system map, Sileo starts unravelling like a wool ball strung up tight. [Welcome, Player #1001, please head over to the podium to register yourself before we send you off to your new home!] *Note, the cover isn't mine. I can't draw on a computer

CRINGE WARNING THIS WAS MY FIRST EVER FANFIC!!!! [ C O M P L E T E D ] 'Whites always get what they want, don't they?' - Unknown Melody White is a pureblood orphan that lives at Wool's Orphanage. She was brought to the orphanage at the age of seven after her family dies, and meets Tom Riddle. She realizes the signs of a wizard and tries to befriend Tom seeing as he had no friends, but Tom doesn't exactly want any friends. After introducing him to the wizarding world at the age of nine and rejecting Cygnus Lestrange's hand in friendship at eleven because he insulted Tom, Melody is Sorted into Gryffindor. Join them on their journey as Melody continues to try and save Tom from the Dark Arts. [If you find any other story like mine with the same idea in a way that violates my copyright status, please report it, as I do not want my ideas being stolen. I don't mind people getting ideas or inspiration from this though] [Not the length of a novel, I just couldn’t change the novel tag so....] THIS STORY IS THE FIRST I PUBLISHED ON WATTPAD. PLEASE EXCUSE ME IF IT IS TOO HASTY OR TERRIBLE. I COMPLETELY AGREE.

a stubborn teenage boy finds out who he really Is and faced some challenges until he finds love... she has a dark hair, soft like a wool.. A very fair skin .... perfect curves.... a very good swimmer. wait! a very good swimmer?... . . . a mermaid of course... an half human werewolf(zhan) falling in love with a mermaid(lily)... Lily escaped on the night of her bond with a merman Because she felt she is being forced to be bond with him.... Just then the love revolve around zhan and lily when they get to know each other. .but before lily escaped on the night of her bond with Aalton, her sister(nixie) has created a space of hatred in her heart against lily ..... . but what up with the sirena (kuan) did she has feelings for me(zhan) too.. A sirena?....no! not a sirena too what's happening zhan?... A sirena an evil version of a mermaid there are very big difference between a sirena and a mermaid..

Yoon Su Bin is a freshman architecture majoring student. His parents passed away from a car accident when he was 6 years old. Since his childhood he lived with his mother's best friend Kang hee kyung and her son Kang Ye Jun together being adored by them. Su Bin always followed the footsteps of Kang Ye Jun, that's why he decided to choose SUA university so he could stay more closer to Ye Jun for next four years, but little he didn't know his fate made different choices for him After the unexpected encounter with Lee han wool full of misunderstanding, everyone life is turned upside down not how they wanted it to be. Su Bin doesn't seems to like this shift, leading the changes to become more complicated and intense. With such unwanted shifts in life can the things be the same as it was or would the changes brought by fate will get even more entangled with time. Welcome to the story of four guys who don't know what there fate gonna bring them, it's the story named "Between you & me"

Summary The story is a fantasy story with a slight horror aesthetic coupled with slight romance but not too much for this is mainly an action novel. Disclaimer: lots of gore and profanity will be used, with lit RPGs. Yes it's another reincarnation story but one where the MC doesn't know how to make everything in modern time. There will be slight evolution but not much for I want to keep him as close to a sheep as possible but he will get humanoid form but he won't turn into a human. No Graphic R18 scene. I'm not writing a smut story! I will add art of the characters and monsters as much as I am able to in the comments at the end, so please check them out when you finish reading the chapter! If you really like the story and or character art please help support my work by visiting my etsy store where I will be selling them on t-shirts or other nick-knacks. Alright that enough self promotion now onto the main sum. Summary: Enter the world of Redsorrth, a world filled with magic and dangers >:)! A world filled with all the fantasy classics like dwarves, elves, beast-men etc.. with classic monsters such as… goblins, demons and dragons. This fantasy classic story takes place where our hero Babbitt is a newborn sheep where he must survive to become a shepherd, but how will he survive when his race is always being hunted! For sheep flesh makes the best sacrifices to the gods as well as to feed their enemy stomachs, for sheep is the most prized of delicacies! For they are Hunted down for their wool, blood and flesh, while their innocent souls make the best conduit for the demons and gods alike. How long will he survive being born at one of the human farms? Will he escape to find the higher forms of his race? Or will he forever be stuck as a sheep for the slaughter? Will he meet a cute female sheepy…. Well I guess the only way to know is to read and find out!

Wyatt, an orphan that came from Wools Orphanage, had discovered his unique ability, where he could develop and improve himself by means of using the ability. But much to his tragedy, the ability was locked for a long time, and he only unlocked it when someone dear to him died, giving him various changes, from body, to personality, to soul, and to everything. "Rise and look at future, be prominent in mind.", said by Phineas Moore. "Stand and govern your subjects as how kind and benovelent you are, be a wise and open minded person.", said by Arthur Pendragon. "Wake up and live by this tragic reality, as for you will see how disgusting everything that had exist. Be instinctively prepared everyime, you wouldn't know who will stab your back.", said by Adamas. Three personalities to help him thrive and carve his own path, from being a normal kid, to pitiful and losy persona; a coldblooded killer, to formidable being; from being a demigod in shameful limelight, to a god that were respected by all. Trinity. — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — Photo not mine, edited tho. This is a fanfic, or maybe a made up novel, from seven different movies and anime. Namely: • Harry Potter (Original Plot) • Creepypasta • Percy Jackson • Marvel Universe 616 • HoloLive Idols as Characters • Chuthulu Mythos • Fate Grand Order Servants as Characters (Expect the genderbender and traps here)

" a wisp of silk in a forest of black wool " Angelique Arcane spelt heartbreak. She had men and women falling to her feet like dominos only for their hearts to be crushed beneath her red soled stelletos with no remorse. Everything seemed effortless to her and tangling words into a mesh of lies was second nature. But she never knew another person with the same cyanide tongue who could defy her, up until she stepped into Crowndale university where Asher Roosevelt was hell bent on destroying her. ____________ Excerpt: His fingers grasped her forearms, a bruising grip as he wrenched Angelique closer causing her to crash against his iron hard body, one hand tangled itself into her hair, pulling lightly at the roots as he tilted her head to a side and leaned forward. Asher's lips were a hair's breath away from the shell of her ear, breath warm, a stark contrast to how chilled his words were "You wouldn't want to mess with me, Arcane." Angelique's heartbeat spiked but she didn't manifest it, rather veiling it under a confident facade as she fisted her slender fingers on his shirt, crumpling it "Maybe you wouldn't want to mess with me, Roosevelt." He inclined back, just enough to lock his gaze on the challenger, after all, Asher Roosevelt loved challenges. They entertained him, kept him from getting bored.