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A Thing Of Vikings

A Sojourn of a Transmigrated Housewife

Meet Hana, a not-so young clumsy housewife, who got lost in a different world when she stepped out for a short grocery shopping session. How can this aunty survive without skills or even a 'golden finger'? What actually can a housewife do besides cooking and cleaning? There's nobody around at all, so she can't even scheme. Is she destined to die in a foreign place full of trees as a side character? Or will she step up and find her own 'edge' in order to survive? Follow her colorful (cooking?) journey and her struggles to carve up a humble abode (sojourn) which she could call her own while awaiting for the beloved of her life to rescue her from her nightmarish predicament. Will her beloved even be able to rescue her? Will she obtain benefits and unimaginable wonders as she struggles day to day to survive? Will she one day obtain super powers as a transmigrator should? Let us wait and see while rooting for this bumbling yet lovable housewife ASTHW map: https://www.patreon.com/posts/asthw-asthw-map-23601459 Chapter update schedule: 1 chapter/2 weeks, on Mondays, 0900 GMT+8 (2nd and 4th week of each month) Note from Authors: Hi, Mr and Mrs Mooncat here. Our work is quite different with distinct local flavors as it is based on our ancestral home in a small Asian country, Malaysia (although currently, we're residing on the moon). Hence, expect a lot of footnotes, local food, places, and slangs within ;) Subscribers can access: 1. Advanced chapters 2. Images from locked chapters (start from Jan 2024) 3. Auxiliary support post explaining about the chapters in more detail 4. Sporadic locked side stories If you like our work, do write a review, rate, comment, and like for us! Enjoy! :) Follow us in Scribblehub to get first-hand news! Mr and Mrs Mooncat Azlan Shah and Nadia Ong mrandmrsmooncat@gmail.com Instagram: mrs.mooncat
mrandmrsmooncat · 746.2K Views

What Kind Of Vikings Are These?

Gone were the days when Dean Andler spent his nights studying in the Harvard Library, trying to boost his GPA. Now, he was free to do whatever he wanted, and life felt far more exciting this way. It had been five years since he dropped out of Harvard to chase novelty. Dean had always been a bright young man, a quick learner, but for some reason, he made the decision to abandon his academic path and live for himself. A foolish idea, they said. He was wasting his future—and his potential. Yet, something about being a daredevil, about embracing extreme stunts, never failed to capture his attention from the moment he first discovered it. Dean admits he had lived more in those five years of risking his life than in his previous 20. But all good things must come to an end. And an absolute end, at that. Dean Andler died on his 25th birthday, after jumping from an aircraft when his parachute failed to deploy. A pitiful end. However, it was also a new beginning. Dean finds himself transmigrated to ancient times, during the Viking Age. Here, Vikings exist in all their brutish and fierce glory, just as the history books described. Yet these Vikings are different—far beyond anything history had recorded. They possess superhuman strength, the ability to control the elements, and command the weather itself. Even the world is not what it should be: gigantic sea creatures and malevolent water spirits roam freely. The famed *Einherjar* of Valhalla are real, as are the various gods and their inheritances. As absurd as it all seems to someone from the 21st century, these phenomena are everyday realities for the stone-cold Vikings. Which leaves Dean asking himself: What kind of Vikings are these?
Ozen_Ice · 1.4K Views

His Pretty Little Thing (The Personal Assistant)

r18 (Intentional Love And Erotic Scenes). I was determined to work my way back to the top after taking a rather long break from the corperate world. Fate did it's thing and I found myself back in the same space with my most dreaded ex. Working at Nolem PLC as a personal assistant was fulfilling. The feeling of love and lust clouded our senses for a very long time until Thomas Maclewin stepped in. An engagement to a childhood friend, The sudden reappearance of an ex and Thomas Maclewin, The Chaos, The bitterness, The feeling of betrayal, Family, Love, Lust and Romance all gave rise to a beautiful and relatable love story. Excerp 1 "You think I would be interested in just any random woman who puts her room key in my hand. What the hell kind of man do you think I am." He couldn't believe what he was hearing. Didn't he tell her he hasn't been with anyone else since her. Where was all this coming from. "Did you not understand when....." "No, you don't understand!" She interrupted, slamming a brush on the counter, looking up at him furiously. "I'm not like this, I'm not someone that sleep with her boss. I'm thirty and I've only been with two men my entire life, you inclusive. And I've never let any man rid me of my sense of reasoning, ever!" She yelled, her voice getting louder with each word. "But when I'm with you, it's like nothing else matters. This... this thing," she continued, gesturing between them. "This isn't me. It's like I turn into a different person when I'm with you, and I hate it. Maybe it's so easy for you, but it's not same for me."
christabelradiance · 100.3K Views

Fall of a King, Rise of a Villain

‘My enemy, my friend, my love, my pain. He was everything and more to me. My protector and my warden. Most importantly, especially for you, he was my leash.’ ________ Ísar Jovevski, the King of Ogronevia. Praised as a good king, a blessing from the gods, a mighty king. Kind and benevolent king. The greatest King in the kingdom’s history, never mind that his bloody ascension was a bad omen. A man holding a darkness that could consume him as well as everyone around him, if not for his childhood friends. If not for his love for Xinghua Li. Imperial Son Li Xinghua of the Qianlong Empire. A prince, a martial artist, a warrior and Ísar’s childhood friend. The only person in the world that was able to make Ísar nervous and stumble over his words. He loved him. A kind of love where he could not breathe nor exist if the other were not in his life. The kind of love where one’s heart jumped to the throat from a mere smile. The kind of love that turned into a double-edged sword. Where if it were lost—no—broken, the pieces would harm all. And none could’ve avoided the cuts of its shards. _______________ [Excerpt] The shores were stained with thick, black blood. The stench of rotten corpses filled the air as the ocean’s breeze swept over his kneeling form. Ísar stared at the endless void that was the ocean. He barely registered the tears running down his cheeks as he watched the sun rise. The celestial source slowly moved high above his little kingdom and Ísar continued to stare. The screams coming from behind him were muffled background noise. “My King! My King, please! Please spare me!” He didn’t know who that was. The voice was familiar but nothing came to mind. It didn’t matter, in the end. Nothing truly mattered anymore. He squeezed the old and worn out plush toy close to his chest. The fabric was tearing and the little ox toy had never looked uglier. He stared down at it and with a sad smile and teary voice, he said, “You don’t smell like him anymore. Nothing smells like him anymore. Please come back. Please. I miss you, my big star. I miss you.” _________ Inspired by Edgar Allen Poe and Gothic Themes [FKRV is a tragedy fantasy romance with both positive (found family, childhood friends, first loves) and negative themes (loss, grief, loneliness, suicidal ideation, murder). There will also be more mature chapters in the future which I’ll put a R18 warning for. Happy reading!]
itoade · 227K Views
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