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it's a compilation of short stories that I have in my mind. They had been there since very long and now I finally tried to unleash them.

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?

IMPORTANT // THE BOOK WILL RESUME FROM DECEMBER 2024// THANK YOU. // This book is all about Cricket// If you share a passion for the game, dive in and immerse yourself in this exciting journey! This is the journey of Mak, a talented young cricketer who will come to be recognized as one of the finest batters and leaders of his generation. As he navigates the complexities of adolescence, he faces the pressures of expectations—from his family, friends, and himself. His passion for cricket drives him, but the path to greatness is fraught with challenges that test his resolve and character. Join Mak on his journey, where cricket becomes not just a game, but a canvas for dreams, challenges, and the pursuit of greatness. There will be 5 to 7 chapters uploaded each week. Stay tuned!

A night where nothing was easy but it would've been easier for our young boy to just set upon a folklore about cthulhu.. he wasn't going to have it easy now will he?

Edu who just finished his middle school in the countryside and intended to leave for the city to continue his higher education with his dad, lure his girlfriend Bassy who he was a year ahead of, to have sex with him, claiming that it will stand as a bond between them so they'll never forget each other no matter the distance. Bassy agreed to it due to the love she had for Edu and she didn't wish to lose him either. They both broke their virginity that same day. This simply act of creating a bond turned Bassy's life for the worst as she got pregnant and Edu who was already in the city denied her pregnancy it became more shameful for her as no one volunteered to pay for the DNA taste she was asking for and, moreover, Edu is nowhere to be found. This made Bassy's life to swung in Peril as her aunt who has been training her ever since her parents died threw her out of the house that she had brought shame upon the family. A few years later, Bassy who had been living in Jeopardy bringing her child up, swear to take revenge on Edu who already became a big celebration in town no matter what, vowing to see his end.

In a future where only 3 million are left, only one city remains. when four young siblings watch their father be kiddnapped, they will stop at nothing to get him back.

Becoming a Devourer wasn't exactly on my bucket list, but hey, life has a way of throwing curveballs - or in my case, man-eating beasts. Sure, I could blame it on the irresistible taste of beast meat, but let's be honest, curiosity and a hefty dose of bad luck played their parts too. Little did I know that one impulsive snack would catapult me into a world where death lurks around every corner, hunger is a constant companion, and 'close call' becomes my middle name. From navigating the treacherous politics of the large cities to facing off against beasts that make your worst nightmares look like fluffy kittens, my life quickly became a non-stop rollercoaster of 'oh crap' moments. But this isn't just my story. It's also the tale of four others whose paths intertwine with mine in ways I never could have imagined. (Though between you and me, I'm clearly the star of this show.) Together, we're fumbling our way through a world where power comes at a price, alliances shift like sand, and the line between human and monster blurs with every bite. So buckle up, dear reader. You're in for a wild ride filled with dark humor, questionable decisions, and more adrenaline-pumping action than you can shake a spear at. Welcome to my Path as a Devourer - where staying alive is the ultimate goal, and dinner might just eat you back. Discord: https://discord.gg/EeZKdbrsHF

On one rainy day, a single confession and two lives forever altered.

In a world where magic exists, two organizations, the Hero and Anti-Hero divisions, operate in the shadows. The Hero division is responsible for protecting the innocent, while the Anti-Hero division is tasked with taking down villains. However, the lines between good and evil are often blurred, and the motivations of each group are not always clear. enter my discord: https://discord.gg/SRXdT4Nu

the story is about a boy that is hunted by a group called The Akatsuke and the boy is the ten tails jinjuriki

This is my first work I wrote this novel after reading a lot light novels and take inspiration from paragon of sin.

Li Jing had transmigrated, finding himself in a modern world where everyone practiced cultivation. Everything here relied on the Spiritual Qi obtained from personal cultivation. Without family or money, and utterly clueless about how to cultivate, life was extremely difficult. However, things changed when Li Jing walked into a Soul Chicken Store and discovered that he could see the health bars of the spirit chickens... (The worldview in this story is completely fictional, so do take it with a grain of salt.)

“A Ballard of Ballard’s” follows the descendants of the god Plutus and muse Elisavet as they navigate the treacherous waters of politics and power in their respective kingdoms and empires. United by blood yet divided by ambition, the Ballard family finds themselves embroiled in a deadly game of monopoly where loyalty is tested, alliances are forged and broken, and the fate of their dynasty hangs in the balance.

Gifted a candle that was said to make wishes come true, Alice Clemente burned it to find herself awake in a different world. She had wished for a life of adventure away from the city and its routine. With her wish granted, she was no longer in the 21st century and was instead lost in the middle of the Kingdom of Gladiolum, a place reminiscent of the 1800s. With luck, she soon gained connections to the rich and powerful of this new world— the nobility. However, how much of it was good and how much of it would eventually be detrimental? After all, mingling with royals not only meant extravagance and daily parties. It also meant warfare and death. Caught in the middle of the two princes and other nobles, Alice would soon have to face the battle between those two royal brothers― a fight for the throne. She had wished for adventure, after all, and she received just as such. Kept in the center of all this, would Alice be able to emerge from the rabbit hole unscathed? Or will the overwhelming troubles of love and war be too much for her to bear? *** “And what if you, too, are unable to help?” Alice threw the question back. “What if helping would risk everything?” Spade didn’t miss a beat. “You are everything.” “Don’t say things that you don’t mean,” Alice chided. “You’ll leave a trail of broken hearts.” “And would you believe me if I say that I have no intention of breaking yours?” Spade countered. “However, mine is yours to play with. Shatter it, fix it, do anything you desire. As long as it feels the warmth of your hand, I am content.” *** Image used in cover not mine.

In the corridors of high school romance, love blooms passionately between a girl and a boy. However, their story takes a poignant turn as heartbreak shatters their once vibrant relationship, leaving echoes of pain and resilience in its wake.

‘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!]

Zach Adams was at the peak of his life. He was the most valued artist under the Royal Entertainment, the most famous entertainment agency in America and has achieved many accomplishments throughout his career. But never would he thought that after all those achievements, he would die because of a serious illness and would be reborn to a world that has a more competitive entertainment industry for him to conquer! Watch Zach as he shines like a star with unmatched brilliance! ---------------------------- Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. If any names, places, or affiliations that is similar mentioned in this novel is just a mere coincidence. Updates will be 2-3 chapters a week, at least. It depends if I can make more chapters during the whole week. The cover is not mine, and the credits will be given to the owner. To view the original picture go to: https://www.pinterest.nz/pin/520728775659247313/

In the darkest and most cruelest dungeon is the birth of a specie who lives his every day life trying not to fall prey to the claws of the predators. To survive amongst predators, one most shed off the flesh of a prey and take on the skin of an even bigger predator. P:S be sure to check out my other novel "Lord Of The Sky" Power Ranking Note The numbers refer to existential value, and all lifeforms has it. ADVENTURER GUILD POWER RANKING Lv 1 - 20 = F (1 - 49) Lv 20 - 30 = E (50 - 99) Lv 30 - 50 = D (100 - 499) Lv 50 - 60 = C (500 - 999) Lv 60 - 80 = B (1,000 - 4,999) Lv 80 - 100 = A (5,000 - 9,999) Lv 100 - 200 = S (10,000 - 19,999) Lv 200 - 500 = SS (20,000 - 29,999) LV 500 - 900 = SSS (30,000 - 49,999) LV 900 - 1000 = XS (50,000 - 99,999) SPIRITUAL ENTITY RANKING SYSTEM BELOW ■MONSTERS AND OTHER NON-HUMAN LIFEFORMS ●Apocalypse > 100,000,000 - 1,000,000,000 ●Armageddon > 10,000,000 - 99,999,999 ●Cataclysm > 1,000,000 - 9,999,999 ●Disaster > 100,000 - 999,999 ■HUMAN ●Transcendent > 100,000,000 - 1,000,000,000 ●Warlord > 10,000,000 - 99,999,999 ●Mystical > 1,000,000 - 9,999,999 ●Heroic > 100,000 - 999,999 Note The numbers refer to existential value, and all lifeforms has it. Cover does not belong to me, credit goes to whoever made it

Somehow, I don't know how for sure, though, I've been sent to the world of my favorite game, Skyrim. The longer I'm here, the more I notice that this world is real. Not simply realistic, but real. Everything I do has an effect on the world, either good or bad, especially in the case with the storylines. I love Skyrim, but I'm not going to be able to survive here, right? How do I get out? Getting out isn't even the beginning of my problems. The longer I stay here, the more I realize – things are different, and not necessarily for the better. -------------- As embarrassing as this is, this is a Skyrim fanfic. It's probably permanently in progress, as I'm mainly just using it as a drawing board to practice writing storylines for games. Writing it out is just a fun way I've got for going about it. I've also written this in a style so that people who haven't played any of the Elder Scrolls series of games can read it as well. I warn you, though, there's a *lot* of words. Side note: I've also got this story on other sites/apps, in case you want to read it there. -------------- This is also a challenge to That Guy Right There. This is a combination of how I would write the fanfic you made, along with the fact that I got tired of waiting for the author, That Guy Right There, to finish his story, "Living Skyrim." It's pretty good, y'all should check it out. However, Guy's mc is an asshole, so I warn you now. The puns he makes are also kinda bad. So I challenge you, Guy. I'm gonna write my version of how it'd go, and you finish yours (unless you died.) This is a direct copy from my work on my other accounts on various reading/writing apps. Check that one out, too. It doesn't matter to me which you support, cuz I'm not monetized by any. I'm just the writer, man.

It is a simple story of two men who fell in love in China. : The Chinese version was written in 2020.

Welcome to an adventure that never would've been. To a world of cringe and rawness, I welcome you, to my home.

In a world of wealth, power, and family expectations, Anastacia Dawn yearns for freedom and the ability to shape her own destiny. Born into a complicated family, she struggles to find her place amidst the control of her overbearing mother and the constant rivalry with her sister. But when her mother arranges a marriage for her, Anastacia makes a daring bargain with her father, embarking on a journey to find a husband of her own choosing. As she searches for a powerful and beneficial partner to escape her mother's control, she crosses paths with Damien Frost, a billionaire known for his icy demeanor. They agree to a marriage of convenience, bound by rules and conditions. Caught in a web of pretense and hidden desires, Anastacia faces the price of her choices. As her marriage to Damien deepens, she finds herself falling in love with a man as cold as ice and as complicated as her own life. But amidst their charade, the question lingers: How long can they endure pretending that love doesn't exist?