Pig Personality Pulp

He, since childhood, had followed the Foreigner to practice the Defying Heaven Art, entering the most secretive special forces and becoming a fearsome assassin that made others tremble at the mere mention of his name. After a single failure, he took early retirement, but he ended up as the personal bodyguard for a rich heiress, a school beauty. Accidentally provoking some mysterious Cultivators, he gradually unveiled a hidden world of Cultivation beyond the mortal realm...

A generation's War God, once overlooking the world with disdain, had fallen into disgrace because of a conspiracy, becoming a mere son-in-law. However, what nobody had expected was that it was all part of his grand scheme, and when the winds of change blew, he, the king, returned, with the power to overturn seas and move mountains, as a dragon ascended to the heavens!

When she woke up, she had transmigrated into An Jiuyue, a woman living with two young children on a mountain after her husband abandoned her. She was pushed to the ground, and now, there was a bloody wound on her head. With only a handful of rice left in the rice bag, she had relied on digging wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger every day. Her children were so often starved that they were all skin and bones. On top of that, a wicked woman threatened her to sell her son! If she refused, the woman would snatch him away forcefully. But An Jiuyue took a deep breath, revealed her sharp claws, beat the woman up, and threw her out of the house. She could show the woman she was not to be messed with! They were out of rice and vegetables now, but she was not afraid. Acquiring food using her spatial abilities was as easy as curling her fingers! Moreover, her spatial abilities were unlimited, and her medical skills did not deteriorate. She could no doubt earn money and raise her children well! As for her ex-husband… The prince, who had returned from the battlefield, smiled maliciously. "My beloved concubine, please calm down. I brought back a mountain of gold from the battlefield as a gift for you and our children."

The title pretty much says it all. This is the journal of Jane Brown. Each journal entry may be very short or very long. Entries may be close together or far apart. It depends on when and if Jane decides to or remembers to update her journal. If ever. Just like most of the non-diary or journal writer keepers out there - or uninspired authors. Yep. Warning: VERY SLOOOW updates. This is a story written on a whim. Let's see how long the inspiration will last for. This style of writing is somewhat experimental. Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION and is not based on any one person. Any portrayal of real people or real events (excluding some major world events) is entirely accidental and coincidental. It is in not in any way, shape of form meant to be a commentary on anyone or anything, even less on current issues in society. This is literally meant to be boring (hence the ordinary title) without being too boring. It is just about the average slow paced life and interests of an average person. (Not meant for and not interested in contracting.)

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Just something I made to keep track of some of my favourite essences & powers from fics. {with personal twists} *Image not mine* just felt fitting so added it, message before u complain or report.

How the true feelings of me for my parents

Lane, when he was young, accidentally swallowed the memories of a transmigrator. Later, he joined the knight order and became the leader of the "Dark Corrosion" Knight Order. After the duties of the knight order were completed, Lane happened to receive the news that his adoptive father was seriously ill. After seeing his adoptive father for the last time, Lane took over his adoptive father's job according to his will. But... the job of his adoptive father turned out to be the personal butler of a young loli miss? Nainali Yaxi, nine years old, the daughter of a count. Although this blonde young miss was very cute, she was a little arrogant. Thus, the daily story of a top knight who transformed into a personal butler and a proud and withdrawn loli young miss began.

In the bustling heart of a modern metropolis, Alex Hartley lives a seemingly ordinary life as a freelance graphic designer, navigating the chaos of deadlines and fleeting relationships. Beneath his calm and collected demeanor, however, lies a secret he doesn’t even know he harbors. Unbeknownst to Alex, his mind is a labyrinth of fractured identities—multiple personalities that have silently coexisted, keeping their presence hidden from him and the world. This fragile balance shatters one fateful night. After a late-night gig, Alex is cornered in a dimly lit alley by a group of violent assailants. Outnumbered and overpowered, his world blurs into darkness as the first blow strikes. But just as the brink of death seems inevitable, something stirs deep within. Suddenly, Alex’s trembling form transforms into a figure of pure precision and ferocity. The assailants are no longer facing the mild-mannered designer but someone—something—else entirely. With ruthless efficiency, the awakened personality dismantles the threat, leaving Alex’s attackers fleeing in terror. As the adrenaline fades, Alex regains control, staring at his bloodied hands in disbelief. The memory of the fight is fragmented, his own voice echoing in his head—but it’s not his. For the first time, Alex comes face to face with the truth: he’s not alone in his own mind. To be continued...

Shibou Butaro, a mountain of a high-school student with a heart of gold was chosen to get transported to another world to become a hero and save it from destruction together with his personal harem... NOT! What's this!? He's not completely human? Huh?! A descendant of the orcs!? The pig people feared by the gods and demons alike!? Hey! What do you mean he will be disposed of and someone else will be summoned to fulfill the role of a hero!? WHO DOES THAT WRETCHED GODDESS THINK THAT SHE IS?! ONCE HE WILL DESCENT FROM THAT MOUNTAIN, HER WORLD WILL FALL! ****** The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

Based on a true story of a young girls thoughts and feelings

hypothetically, what if you were obsessed?

What's it like to experience a police chase a hundred thousand times? Never dream, or you'll never know what the next crime scene in your dreams will be. A criminal capable of crafting the perfect crime could certainly become the best detective. Ethan, who just started his internship at the Detective Bureau, simulates crimes in his dreams every night. After simulating the perfect crime a hundred thousand times in his dreams, he has acquired various skills. Lock picking, cheating at cards, psychological manipulation, and even using firearms and piloting fighter jets—he's mastered them all. Every time he escapes the statute of limitations, he completes another perfect crime. Is this a test by the god of dreams or a plot by Satan? Ethan, who could have been one of the most infamous criminals in history, now just wants to be a good person…

As an ordinary person who found herself in another world, Yuna a fanatic reader decided that she is too ordinary and lazy to achieve something big and want to live a leisure and easy live, following the masses and blend in on the new world she found herself in. However, Yuna who thought herself to be quite ordinary tends to accidently create extraordinary things. •Influencing in letting the most feared assassin guild being created •Becoming a legend by creating the most respected Knights •Accidentally led to the establishment of the most devout and pious Temples .......and the list goes on. Yuna who found herself at the centre of it all : "......." Yuna: "I swear I'm only an ordinary person and everything is a mistake! an accident! I don't know anything ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ" Not only that, Yuna also have the knack of attracting all sorts of psychopaths. Psychopath no 1: "I cannot live without you, I won't let you leave me" Psychopath no 2: "You are my God and I am at the mercy of your will" Psychopath no 3: "What do you mean I am free? You are my shackles" Psychopath no 4, 5, 6, 7 : "Master, you cannot abandon us!" Yuna: "Fucking hell, what did I do??? Why Me??? (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠)" As a person who is always ordinary, Yuna felt overwhelmed in another world that cannot let her be ordinary! _____________________________________________________________________ Assuming a role of an ordinary person in her previous life but adorn the role of either a God's messanger, Pioneer of Light, Guide, a Path or even the God itself..... A fateful and eventful life of Yuna began in another World. [May the Holy Light be with you]

A peerless martial arts master from the depths of the mountains, a mysterious jade pendant capable of foreseeing the future… Lin Yi is just an ordinary student, but he carries an unusual mission: to pursue the campus belle! And it’s all at the request of her father! Although Lin Yi isn’t too thrilled about dealing with this demanding young lady, fate has other plans…

-Everything that exists in the world, is about fate. No matter if it's meeting or leaving. Sometimes it's just a chance for us to grow...- Li Ren left his hometown for almost 3 years, work in Huanjia city to earn a better life. He works endlessly every day. However, his hard work didn't change his life. Only until he met that man at that small bus stop...... Because of that man, Li Ren gets to have a sweet dream. And because of that man, Li Ren finally grows hope deep in his heart, and faces his saddest past......

"Imperfectly Perfect Person" follows Ashan, a 17-year-old introvert who prefers gaming to socializing. His dull school life takes a turn when he meets Tsula, an outgoing girl with a traumatic past who becomes the class vice-captain. Despite initial reluctance, Ashan finds himself drawn to her. As their paths cross frequently, Ashan's curiosity deepens. Encouraged by his best friend Apong, he begins to see Tsula in a new light. Through daily texting and shared moments, Ashan and Tsula develop a meaningful connection, helping Ashan break out of his shell and find new purpose in life. This touching story highlights the unexpected ways people can change each other's lives and the potential for personal growth even in the face of past traumas and introverted tendencies.

You are to move into my house because as my P. A you have to be responsible for my every day Life. what are you saying sir ? oops I forgot , you don't have a say in this. feeling dejected I can't help but accept defeat. Meet Alicia West and her cold aloof boss. what could possibly be the secret behind the cold and aloof Bryan O'Connell? join me

A white witch... . A demon...... A grim reaper, all in the same mansion and each has their own problems. A girl who was prophesied to be the only one who could kill the demon ended up falling for him, the demon whose aim was to kill the person threatening his life with the help of the witches ...."Xavier, call me Xavier " "I'm a servant and I can't call you by your name" "please" and with the magic word, Hazel gave in "X-Xavier" for some reason, it sounded like a melody to Xavier's ear. He leaned closer pinning her, Hazel knew what was about to happen but she didn't want that knowing how her body reacts to his touch, she struggled to get free and as he noticed,he held her hands above her head with one arm and with the other he raised her chin up to meet his eyes. Hazel was breathing heavily at this point. "X-Xavier" she called to get his attention as it was on her lips, he looked at her and interrupted her next words "I love you and I mean it" and with that he crashed his lips on hers without warning

Transmigrating into a new world, Violet found out that she is inside a book and just got 'sold' to be the wife of the story big villain. 'My husband is ignoring me? I don't mind since he's rich! I can enjoy my life to the fullest!' Yet, "I say, Sir Duke, didn't you told someone to inform me that you will never care about me?" "Did I? Wife, someone must be trying to sabotaging our happy marriage. I never did that. Also, call me husband. Sir Duke sounds too formal. Or better yet, call me hubby." "Duke. Grey. Lancester! Can you behave more appropriately?" "Wife... " "No! Don't give me that puppy eye look." He's the monster. She's his personal tamer.