Darth Jar Jar

Michael Yuto, a 22-year-old office worker, felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. After a long, exhausting day filled with endless deadlines and demanding clients, he trudged home one evening, the stress of his life pressing down on him. As he walked, lost in thought, he didn’t see the manhole cover ahead. With a sudden, jarring slip, he tumbled into darkness. When he finally regained consciousness, Michael found himself in a strange new world. Confused, he looked around and realized he was in a completely different body. A surge of excitement coursed through him. As a lifelong manga enthusiast, he had always dreamed of being reborn as a powerful protagonist in a fantastical realm. But his hopes were quickly dashed as he took in his surroundings. This world was ruled by vampires and werewolves, powerful beings who held dominion over humanity, reducing them to mere slaves. Michael’s heart sank at the realization: he was now among the oppressed, and freedom seemed like a distant dream. Determined to change his fate, Michael resolved to earn enough money to buy his freedom from slavery. He found work in a dark, oppressive mine, toiling long hours alongside others who shared his plight. One day, while digging deep in the cold earth, he stumbled upon an ancient, glowing orb. Intrigued, he reached out to touch it, but as he did, a surge of energy coursed through him, draining almost half of his life force. But rather than succumb to despair, Michael discovered that the orb had unlocked a mysterious Bloodline system within him. This newfound power surged through his veins, awakening something deep inside. Fueled by determination, he vowed to harness this strength and become the strongest warrior, just like the protagonists in his beloved manga. With each passing day, Michael trained harder, learning to wield his abilities and navigate the treacherous world around him. He formed alliances with other slaves and began plotting a way to rise against their oppressors. As he ventured into the unknown, he encountered formidable foes and breathtaking landscapes, each challenge pushing him closer to his goal of freedom. Join Leonard on his incredible journey filled with wonder, danger, and the quest for liberation in a world where hope seems lost. Will he become the hero he always dreamed of being, or will he be consumed by the darkness that surrounds him?

Dying wasn’t part of the plan. But staying dead? Turns out, that’s not an option either. When our not-so-lucky soul gets trapped in a jar—yes, a jar—he knows something’s gone terribly wrong. Even worse, the one responsible is a devilish little girl who treats cosmic horrors like playthings while using legendary artifacts as mere kitchen tools. She’s making something… monstrous… And he? He’s probably one of the ingredients. Join our hapless soul as he bounces (sometimes literally) between life-threatening trials, whimsical chaos, and the occasional brush with cosmic insanity—all while trying to survive a devilish little girl who is anything but ordinary. Welcome to a world where nothing is what it seems—where the absurd meets the terrifying—and everyone’s a little bit mad. Readers can expect: Slow start but gains a faster pace, bouncy action, madcap adventures, humorous moments, LitRPG/GameLit elements, lots of fantastic creatures and magical stuff, spooky mystery, tons of character focus, lots of worldbuilding, reader interaction, a dash of cosmic horrors and a slice of madness. Chapter Frequency/Update: One chapter a day, every day of the week, for now, until I burn through all my keyboards and run out of money to buy new ones... Oh, and when I finally answer my boss who has been calling non-stop for me to come in to work... --- Hello, fellow adventurers, dreamers, and story-chasers! I’m Mochibun—a fluffy bun with a knack for writing and a heart full of whimsy, here to share my journey into a world of madness, cosmic shenanigans, and bouncing mochis (yes, you read that right). Who am I? Picture a person sneaking under blankets as a kid, flashlight in hand, devouring books while gaming on the sly, hoping their Asian parents didn’t catch them. Fast-forward to today, and here I am—a lover of art, literature, and everything in between, crafting worlds I’ve dreamed of for far too long but was too terrified to share. (Cue dramatic music.) Why am I here? A friend nudged me—okay, shoved me—into finally putting one of my most cherished stories out there for all to see, and now there’s no going back! It’s called Wandering Wonderland, or rather, I wanted to call it Mochi Madness at first, but ended up making that the title of the first volume instead, and you'll find out why later, much later. It’s filled with wild adventures, a mischievous devilish girl, cosmic horrors who are more scared of the main character than he is of them, and of course, a little dash of mochi-flavored madness. If you’re up for a story that’s whimsical, funny, and just a tad bit insane, you might enjoy joining me on this journey. What can you expect from me? I’ll be posting one chapter a day (yep, I’m on writing vacation mode), and then as my normal job creeps back into the picture, I’ll aim for 4-5 chapters a week. No promises on world-saving plot twists, but I guarantee lots of platformer-inspired shenanigans, adorable cosmic chaos, and a poor soul who really didn’t ask to be trapped in a jar by a girl with a black belly, whose cooking skills terrify even eldritch horrors. PS: I take editing and proofreading quite seriously, but if you do manage to actually find any grammar mistakes or other errors, point them out in the comments and I'll share with you some of these gigantic triple-chocolate chip cookies that I bake from time to time~ Feel free to drop by and say hi, share your thoughts, or even give me a virtual hug (I might need it). Let’s wander this wonderland together, one madcap chapter at a time. And hey, if you’re curious enough to check out my world and meet those within it… Well, who knows what sort of mischief you’ll stumble upon? *wink wink* Mochibun, signing off with lots of fluff and fantastical dreams~

After his reincarnation by the Goddess of Death, Kaito Darkwood wakes up with a curse hanging over him like a bad hangover—the kind that screams, "You really messed up, buddy." Thrust into a world where magic is as common as terrible life choices, he stumbles upon a bizarre system that supposedly helps him—but of course, there’s a catch. His ridiculously awesome powers are sealed tighter than a pickle jar, and to unlock them, he has to complete tasks that are so weird, they’d make a circus look boring. Now, with curses raining down like Monday mornings and secrets lurking around every corner, Kaito has to figure out how to unleash his true strength without accidentally turning himself into a magical disaster...again.

Ji Shunuan was cheated on by her fiancé and betrayed by her sister! It was at the lowest point in her life that she had a car accident. Her heart turned to ashes, she latched onto the person responsible demanding accountability! She wanted to have a marriage with him to even scores, but who would have thought that he was actually Bo Jingcheng, the prince of the Beijing circle... As someone whose jar had shattered, she mysteriously squeezed into the top-tier elite. The expected calculations and traps simply didn't exist! She became the darling of the wealthy family. Her ex-fiancé came back begging to reunite, and the next second, he went bankrupt. Her sister tried to set her up, and the next second, she was kidnapped and had her leg broken. Her parents tried to lay a guilt trip, but they were chased and bitten by Zang Ao for nine streets, nearly biting the dust. "I, the strong woman, will never give up, I, want, a, divorce," Ji Shunuan thought terrified, wanting to run away. The next second, she was blocked at the doorway by the man. "Wife, be good! I'm not forcing you to have kids, I just want the status," Bo Jingcheng said in a hoarse voice. Everyone in the Beijing circle knew that the prince was overbearingly affectionate to his wife, all for the sake of status...

Palpatine goes by many names. Senator, Supreme Chancellor, Sith Lord, Darth Sidious and Emperor Palpatine. His powers are unmatched by anyone in the galaxy. His ambitions carry across the stars as he rises through the ranks of the Republic. However, he is a master of disguising his true attentions as he trains Darth Maul behind the Council's backs. But when he sends Darth Maul to assassinate Qu- Gon Jinn and Obi-Wan Kenobi. Maul is eliminated. So Emperor Palpatine begins to search the galaxy for another dark student to rule the galaxy alongside him. Kira is terrified by the powers that she can access, and this fear makes her stronger. Emperor Palpatine makes her his new apprentice and together, they believe that they can rule the galaxy.

"What if I say it's too risky?" she asked. "Then I will respond with—you are worth every risk," he smiled. ... With a troubled past and financial issues, Maxim Warner never had it easy. Coming a long way from a small town, he never stopped despite the hurdles thrown his way. Charming and aloof, now the hotshot neurosurgeon has no use for emotions and even less use for love. However, things get twisted when he takes a familiar blonde as his tenant despite the jarring red flags in his mind. She is the same woman who once held his heart within her grasp. But she crushed it back then and he would be damned if he let her do it again. He would be a good friend to her. Nothing more. End of the story. Diana Chen, an American-Chinese heiress finds her life flipping upside down when she holds an infant in her arms. A tiny life that she is supposed to protect now but it comes at the expense of everything she has. Nevertheless, on the worst day of her life, she moves to another country and decides to start a new life. And probably it is a good sign that her new house owner is a familiar face. "Oh my god, Warner, I almost didn't recognize you!" She ruffled his hair but unlike how he used to laugh or blush in the past, he did not react and the atmosphere suddenly felt strained. Let her take it back. The new house owner being a familiar face is making things awkward because the broody neurosurgeon might not be the beautiful boy with haunted dark eyes she used to know once. He is a man now... mysterious and stunning with eyes that strangely smolder her. And she is beginning to feel things that she should not feel for him. God, is it too late to find rent somewhere else? Maxim has yet to get over what the young Diana did to him while Diana has a baby to raise in her penniless state. Amidst this, the last thing they want is to look at each other across the dining table like the world lacks oxygen and their mouths are the only strategy for survival. When the thin string of patience snapped, she made a proposal, "Take all my firsts," As he looked at her in stunned silence, she continued, "I want you to take all my firsts. If you can't, then I can go find someone who will—" her words were lodged back in her throat by his consequent actions. _ When the mysteries from the past unveil themselves gradually, will the two be able to get over their differences and own up to their feelings? Or will it be the final 'The End' for them this time?

“Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them” -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- After transmigrating into a world infested with mana, one word echoed in his mind: 'abnormal.' The realm was a twisted landscape of rampaging direbeasts, superpowers, and chaos. But the most jarring abnormality was the person he now inhabited - Adam Jackson, known as the infamous killer, Jack the Ripper.

Discord link :-https://discord.gg/VYpeADXd38 join for character artworks *ZZZr Zzrz Zzrzzr* However, an additional source disturbed his sleep, filling the room with a buzzing sound. The boy furrowed his brows in annoyance, his eyes still closed. He searched his surroundings and discovered a glass-like slab. With closed eyes, he slid his finger across it and placed it near his ear. "Hello..." he mumbled in his drowsy voice, which carried a hint of depth. "Hey, Pissed-up Prat, where are you?" a voice laced with disdain emanated from the slab. The boy, referred to as the "Pissed-up Prat" by the irritating female voice, recognized it as a voice he heard frequently but couldn't recall its owner. With his eyes still closed, he inquired, "Who is this?" "What do you mean, 'who is this'? Wake up, come home, or eat shit for breakfast if you prefer!" the voice behind the transparent slab retorted before falling silent. The boy, still not fully awakened, gazed at the half-opened glass slab with a mixture of confusion and surprise. As his eyes darted around the room, he became increasingly shocked. As he recollected the fragmented memories from the night before he lost consciousness, his gaze fell upon the entrance of the shop. Once old and damp, it now bore a different appearance. While not transformed into a luxurious space, it had undergone improvements compared to its previously dilapidated state. The shop took on a rectangular shape, with one longer side adorned with wooden shelves intricately patterned. Rows of empty glass jars lined these shelves. On the opposite side, there was another wooden shelf, also displaying empty jars. Towards the beginning of the counter, where the boy had been sleeping, there stood a peculiar machine. Confusion etched across his face, he murmured to himself, "Whose shop is this?" In response to his question, a mechanical voice resonated in his mind. [The Omnistore belongs to you, host.]

At eighteen years old, she was thrown into the deepest level of hell, even though she was there already. Receiving a mysterious system that assigned seemingly harmless missions of taking out the evils of humanity, her righteous tasks ended the suffering of others but instead confined her to a life of death and madness. She wallowed in the shadowy abyss, where she withered gradually in the darkness. A frightening past hunts her as she searches for clues related to that incident. In doing so, she sunk deeper and deeper into the abyss. However, just when she was about to lose herself completely, she found her light. A bright light that appeared out of the blue and guided her out of the deep ocean of red. Now her damned soul has a bit of white, but more so red. Her hands might be stained with blood but, she would give everything to protect her light. Including herself. FL: Child, don't worry. I'll take care of everything. Just do what you want, and I'll settle the aftermath. She said with a solemn expression. ML: Ah, my little professor. First, take your hand out of the cookie jar. But since you said so, you have to remember your words. I can do anything, right? He says from behind her, his breath fanning against her ear. FL: of course. She agreed instantly. Unaware of the dangers ahead. ML: He-he. Alright~ This is a work of fiction from the author's imagination. Any resemblance to any real-life events without fore mentioning is purely coincidental. I do not own the book cover. Discord:- https://discord.gg/mk9kTgPU8M If you like this book, want to support the author or read more chapters, please do so on patreon. Patreon:- https://www.patreon.com/beautifulscarlet

【Exile + Farming + Spatial + System + Opening Up + No CP】 Just as she crossed over, she was tragically exiled, but fortunately, she had a spatial dimension at her disposal. Rob the house? Rob the air instead. Chen Xue immediately emptied out the Chen Family Estate, from the floor to the bed curtains, even the garden and lake were not spared. She even moved away the several thousand kilograms of food that her enemies had planted to frame her. When the enemies came to ransack the house. The enemy was dumbfounded, “Where are the things? The several thousand kilograms of supplies I secretly placed?” One of the household servants said, “Sir, apart from rat droppings, there’s nothing in the Chen Family residence.” A colleague remarked, “Sir Chen is so honest, there’s not a grain of food in the house, and even the family sleeps on the floor.” Chen Xue said, “My family is really poor, there’s not even a single grain of rice in the jar, we’re so poor we can’t even afford to cook.” So, everyone knew that there was a Mr. Chen in the capital who was struggling and penniless. Chen Xue’s Father: “Whoever says my family is struggling and penniless, I’ll take issue with them!” Chen Xue’s Mother: “It was our daughter who said it.” Chen Xue’s Father: “Ahem, well then, that’s okay.” Chen Xue said that exile was very difficult, not only enduring the wind, sun, rain, but also lacking sufficient food… The convicts and constables sneered, “Go on, we are the ones exiled, you’re practically on vacation.” Among the exiled group, the Chen family lay in the carriage, drinking tea, eating dried fruits, playing Go, leisurely cultivating vegetables in the spatial dimension, and when craving, exchanging snacks like spicy strips from the system, living quite contentedly.

New York's skyscrapers and hectic pace are a far cry from where Landon Gibson grew up, and the transition to New York University has been jarring. But he's getting the hang of things, found a job that pays (some of) the bills, enjoys school, and only occasionally runs into his ex, Dakota. You know, the one he chose NYU for...before she dumped him. Luckily, his best friend, Tessa, shares a (terribly small) Brooklyn apartment with him. And given the ups and downs she's had with her own ex, she's a good listener when he finds himself in something of a love triangle—a love knot? Whatever it is, it's a mess. An exciting mess. Maybe an addicting mess, because beautiful girls. Being young and finding your way in the world is hard. Landon's always been a positive person. But such a loud, demanding city so far away from home means you only get by with a little help from your friends. And a good pair of headphones. Landon's going to be okay...but the journey sure will be fun to watch.

In the aftermath of the brutal battle, the once-majestic elven mage, Lyariel, stood amidst the ruins of his own making. His body was battered and broken, his once-proud robes stained with blood and ash. Before him lay the lifeless bodies of his kin, fallen victims to a weapon of unimaginable destruction wielded by human. With trembling hands and tears streaming down his face, Lyariel gazed upon the devastation wrought by the rebels weapon, a technology beyond the comprehension of his magical arts. The shimmering magic shield that had once protected their ranks was now nothing more than a futile barrier against the onslaught of metal and fire. Despair gripped Lyariel's heart as he realized the futility of their cause. The elves, who had long seen themselves as the rightful rulers of this land, now stood defeated by the very lowly beings they had oppressed. In his final moments, as darkness closed in around him terrible realization dawned upon Lyariel. The true enemy was not the orcish hordes or the dwarven clans as the elves had long believed. It was the humans, oppressed and enslaved for generations, who had risen up to reclaim their freedom with a ferocity that shattered the elves' illusions of superiority.

A single, average-looking, and plain 25 years old Kim Soul Jin also known as Soul died from unsealing a "Jar of Bad Luck" he didn't dwell on it though, as a small crystal seed came out of nowhere and retrieved his soul to get him into many transmigration quest, he felt happy and agreed almost immediately to the crystal seed, His Ultimate mission? Save the lives of the world's villainess! but when he got there... The villainess... HE'S A MALE?!!! "You damn faulty system! I want to go back! I don't want to do this anymore! *sobs*" "REQUEST D E N I E D" "#@*@!(!%@*# ┗（|||｀□'|||;;）┛"

Liu Yan, a prodigious young chef with a bizarre ability to taste emotions, suffered from a terminal illness with little time remaining. A system came to her out of the blue, offering to prolong her life, but the catch was… she had to open her own restaurant first. Suddenly, her life started to change. Now, she had a little adorable cub to raise. A new restaurant where customers could have their wishes granted by tossing a coin into a strange fish jar. And a gentle and kind kindergarten teacher whose smile was as warm as sunshine, for whom she was willing to cook for her entire life. So, what kind of flavour would Liu Yan taste in her brand-new life?

IN THE COVER IK THEY LOOK TWELVE THEY ARE 16 HELP Easter, a prince trapped inside his room, his mother's lapdog, has many faces. He doesn't need to close his eyes when plunging a knife in somebody's chest, or ripping off someone's fingers, one by one. But, as secrets pile up like pebbles in a jar, they are bound to spill at some point. And, those pebbles slowly spill, suffocating him and tearing at his identity and morality. (Easter's not the only mc but eh) Prequal: The Study Room

Tian Wudi, the self-proclaimed prophet with a golden glowing hand that exudes divine presence, was preparing for the biggest sermon of his life in London. He was all set to spread his message and the love of God to the world when a bolt of lightning struck him on a clear and sunny day. Talk about a shocking turn of events! As he opened his eyes, he realized that he had been transmigrated to another world. But what was even more shocking than the lightning strike was the revelation that his golden hand was nothing more than a mere dao bone, and he was no god after all! To add insult to injury, the "divine presence" he had felt was just Qi - a simple energy force that he and others had mistakenly taken for something more profound. Feeling like a complete fool, Tian Wudi decided to leave his old life and beliefs behind and embark on a journey of self-discovery in this new world. As he explored this strange and exciting land, he couldn't help but laugh at his own naivety. Who knew that getting struck by lightning could be such a humbling experience?

[Gold Tier Winner WPC162!] Have you ever wondered how your life might have turned out differently had you made different choices or decisions along the way? Sometimes, life does give you a second chance. However, it is you who decide whether that second opportunity counts… This novel revolves around our main character, Chen Murong, who can accidentally go back in time even before the apocalypse period begins to change everything humankind has done. We will follow our MC and see how he and his family react to this second chance to ensure their family and the human race's survival. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Current release schedule: 1 Chapter/week on Saturday + extra if I have more time on the weekday If you like my writing, please consider tipping/supporting me on: PayPal: Paypal.me/AmateurAuthorPen Patreon: patreon.com/singlehamster I plan to have advanced chapters on Patreon in the future for you to read as well. However, as of now, there is no early access chapter. It is only a tip jar at the moment. That being said, your generous support will help me a lot and will stabilize the flow of chapters coming. This is just the start of my journey, and I hope to progress more with your help. I am also in the process of setting up my discord. Feel free to hop over to chat with me. :) I will give any notice, poll, artwork about my novel there in the future too! Discord: https://discord.gg/eMaxDuHvRP That's all. I hope to see you guys there! --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Full background: The story situates in a universe called Gondola, where countless races from numerous worlds and realities are poured in. Our MC's original world, Blue planet (similar to Earth), went through an apocalypse period for ten years and has been pulled through this universe by mysterious force as one of the human race worlds. Unfortunately, the human race is one of the weakest and most feeble races of all Gondola races. However, their sheer number and several allies have helped them escape extinction so far. Regrettably, even though there are many ants, given a sufficient amount of time, the elephant will eventually be able to destroy them all. After 50 years of pointless struggle, almost all of the last remaining humans have been hunted down by some of the strongest undead races of the Gondola, the Skeletons, the Vampires, the Werewolves, and the Demons. The few remaining humans have been found and eradicated. Our MC, Chen Murong, a member of the last humanity group, can escape the hunt from undead races for fifty years. He finally dies under the claw of Lucifer, one of the emperor-rank demons from the undead race. However, he activates one of his time magic spells with his most precious space gemstone at the moment of his last breath. Through the spell, he wakes up alive, back in his home world, and returns to the year before the apocalypse period began.

HER "Excuse me, sir, I'm looking for my father." Sameera Krishnamurthy is a freshly graduated engineer who travels to America from India in search of her father. She is lazy. She is bubbly. In short, she is CRAZY. HIM "I will pluck her wings and trap her in a small jar where she knows nothing but me, where she sees no one but me, and then... and then I will enjoy breaking her." Vincent Vitale Salvatore is a mafia leader, in fact, he is Capo Dei Capi who handles the New York outfit. He is arrogant. He is ruthless. In short, he is THE DEVIL. THEM Why is Vitale, the boss of all mafia bosses, is interested in her? What does he want with her? Will Sameera be able to sense the trap she is walking into or will it be too late? Read this book to find out what happens when these two different worlds collide.

Back home, War-torn!Tom (Mid-20th century Brighton), only fourteen, would've had his family to build him back up if it weren't for the zombie apocalypse and the jarring teleportation to another universe. He was a teenager, and he came as an imperfect package to the Watsons, with a crackwhore birth mom and genetic, hormonal depression because of her. They didn't even learn of his condition before he was forcibly separated from them, his mom, dad, and two brothers, in a crowd of panicked people. He makes friends, plenty of them, and survives as best as he can, just holding out until he finds every member of his family, safe and sound, hopefully. All he has is hope, which is thin in a war-torn world. Until he's transported another dimension. Back home, Vampiric-sight!Thomas (18th century Great Britain), sixteen, would try to escape his possessive family at any cost, but they wouldn't even give him the mercy of killing him. He was handicapped from birth, blind and regarded as weak, until he met a strangely kind and warm Wilbur. He only learns that him and his kin are cold-blooded ones when he's forcibly turned and hoarded in their coven. The Micrafes are a powerful family, and he has no chance of escaping, even with his new gift of sight. Sight of truth. He knows that his new family are not lying when they say they love him, but not in a way anyone would prefer. They use violence and manipulation as means of getting people to stay, and even Tommy sees that Wilbur and Technoblade used to be like him, that Phil used to be like all of them. He's too scared and focused on his survival to sympathise, though. Who he becomes because of them is broken, and not bright, and who he once was starts to fade. Until he's transported somewhere he doesn't know. In the here and now, Aishite!Tommy (22nd century Manburg), seventeen and counting, would give anything to see his family look at him. Truly look at him and see who he is, and love him for it. He lives a modern life in a futuristic world, with advanced technology, space exploration, and even superpowers granted by government issued scientists, to create better (or perhaps more efficient) law enforcement. Unfortunately for them, criminals get ahold of these experiments and serums and turn themselves into supervillains. Soon everyone with money or means to steal can become powerful, and passed through genes, generations become more enhanced and powerful. His family, with no recorded last names in order to remain hidden, are government issued heroes, and he's cannon fodder, adopted in order to appear kind and gracious in public eye. But Tommy has only ever felt love from the Crafts when they first met, and wants it back, deep down. He puts on the suit of a vigilante and tries to live up to becoming a hero, disguising himself as a hero in training and gaining their favour. They have no idea who he is, and don't keep tabs on their black sheep in order to figure it out. But as stakes rise and Tommy begins to realise they'll never see who he is under the mask without hating him forever, he loses hope of having a family.  Until two kids his age who look a lot like him appear out of nowhere in his secret base (which is really just a small backyard shed one of his vigilante friends procured for him). Both as scared as him, both with similar names and derivatives, and similar family, yet so different. As Aishite-Tommy struggles to keep them secret and get them back home, they eventually have to work together and better understand each other in order to juggle everything that's going on, on top of the government's dictator, or President Schlatt, planning to tip the economy in favour of the rich, mostly himself, and destroy anyone that gets in his way.

Falling in love was never Mae's decision but what she could never imagine was falling in love with two men at the same time. °the crystal jar is hidden somewhere and I know you have it°, Eric yelled. °wherever that crystal jar Is I must find it before my brother Eric does.I didn't even act like I was bothered and that was driving him insane I have always been his opponent in everything **** I didn't need to turn around when I smelt her again she returned with the sauce and once again I was bewitched by her beautify she's everything I love in my women, she was perfect with height of about four feet tall and her milky white skin stood out among her clothes. I was caught off guard by what the moon goddess blessed me with it took all my restraint to not take her right now. "Help me with the bacon Mae," Eric said I turn to see her blush as Eric said her name. She did as Eric commanded and I swore I saw the gesture Eric pulled as he caress her hand she blushed again she was practically red from all the blushing. Seeing that I immediately did something foolish, my chair criked as I stood up I left without saying anything it was like my breath was cut off by her presence. I never imagined that I could be so childish I was jealous of the infect Eric had on her she didn't even notice me not once did she look my way. As I approach my room I smelled her again. She saw me and froze , literally, she was looking at me like an unsolved puzzle And this time I was privileged to see her well. For that moment I was caught in those green eyes that were like an emerald glowing in the moonlight which I had never seen before. Those eyes were so beautiful and gave off a strange sense of siren, witch or Fae but not human. She finally regained her scenes "good morning my lord " she greeted I moved closer and her scent filled my nose I expected her to feel frightened by my movement but she didn't move I guessed she was feeling the mate bond as well,  with my ring finger, I caressed her cheeks and she gasped at the feel of the spark she looked at the fact I wasn't surprised. Hugging her tightly I whispered into her ears MINE

Being exposed to a totally new life makes my heart beat in joy and excitement. Who knew I'll be living my dream some day, like a jar that's finally been opened after so many trials. And just when my light is starting to shine an eclipse occurs. I'm being exposed to this restricted room in my new home which turns my table around and has left me standing in front of two doors.

Marcus runs afoul of robber-kun and is reborn as a fallen god, as the deposed dragon god he must come to terms with his divinity and the knowledge that of the pantheon he is the most despised for no other reason than he is the Dragon God. This world is not kind, he will have to survive not only the challenge of reclaiming god hood but dealing with a world that would gladly do away with him. Cover art isn't owned by me, original owner feel free to request I remove it if you so choose. This is a work in progress I've had sitting in inkstone since around the time I started The Immortal Kobold, you may note a drastic difference in chapter lengths, this was typed before I settled on a "standard" for myself so they range from 1300 words to 2900.

The arch lich Balthus has a secret, his humble beginnings saw him as a reincarnated human. Sent to the world as a simple skeleton, the God that accidentally killed him granted him a boon that in seven centuries saw him rise to power over a vast yet surprisingly benevolent necropolis. Decades later Balthus is schemed against and thrown down by the generals who guided him to power. Yet as death drew his soul away, he found himself before the God again who apparently didn't register his life as 'Balthus' with the Goddess of reincarnation. Her bi millennial inspection is coming up and she needs his name in her book, like last century. Whats a God to do? Give the lad a second chance of course, clerical error isn't his fault! Yet his time as an arch lich has made the lad proud and vying for more he offends both gods to reclaim his old power in his new life. Testing the patience of one God is bad enough but the goddess as well? Sure he gets a second 'rebirth but if he wants his powers he'll have to crawl through hell pits to reclaim it, such is the punishment the deities curse him with. note: Cover art isn't owned by me, should the owner require i take it down i shall gladly comply. note 2: When I finished the Immortal Kobold I decided to try a different take, originally called the Immortal Necromancer it evolved into this...

A carefree wanderer both skillful in the pen and the sword shall walk on the path not many can successfully come out. A jar of wine in the left while a brush on the right, he shall seal evil and repay goodness.

She is fire and ice. Rain and sunshine. Fierce and calm. She's the redemption the world needs and the one thing that can tear apart the very fabric of it. She is death incarnate with the face of an angel warrior. She is Twyll Merrick- The Crystal Heir. Twyll has a fire in her that can burn and burn untill it destroys. She is the last Crystal Heir. The only one who can wield the Core Crystals. But there is one tiny problem. She doesn't know that she is the heir that never was, and when she is pulled into the pulsing world of the CrystWorld after the jarring loss of her aunt - her only family - she turns to a boy with sunset eyes and his group of friends who are determined to help her - whether she wants it or not.

An not so ordinary boy is thrown into a world he had long since forgotten. With no idea who, or rather what he was, how will Cole survive his journey? and, wait, you're telling me that his name's not Cole at all but rather Alec? Well, what better way to find out what he got himself into than read about it your self. . . . MAYBE there will be a Harem latter, but I don’t think there will be, so don’t keep your hopes up too much ON HIATUS, untill I get a new laptop.

The overthrow of the Republic is complete. The Separist forces have been smashed, the Jedi Council nearly decimated, and the rest of the Order all but destroyed. Now absolute power rests in the iron fist of Darth Sidious- the cunning Sith Lord better known as the former Senator, now Emperor Palpatine. But more remains to be done. Pockets of Resistance in the galaxy must still be defeated and missing Jedi accounted for... and dealt with. There crucial tasks fall to the Emperor's ruthless enforcer, Darth Vader. In turn, the Dark Lord has groomed a lethal apprentice entrusted with a top secret mission to comb the galaxy and dispatch the last of her Master's enemies, thereby punctuating the dark side's victory with the Jedi's doom.