Beer Enema

"Meu nome é December, mas minha história é mais complexa do que isso. Nasci em dezembro, e meu nascimento foi considerado um presságio de algo especial. Minha mãe me nomeou December, e meus amigos me chamam de Beer. Minha vida mudou quando Emma, a garota mais linda que o mundo já conheceu, desapareceu. Ela era filha do poderoso empresário Henry Lee, mas isso não importava para mim. Eu sempre fui secretamente apaixonado por ela. Dois dias após seu desaparecimento, um castelo colossal apareceu misteriosamente na cidade. Era como se tivesse sido teleportado. A cidade estava em pânico, e a imprensa local e internacional cobria a história. O castelo parecia ter sugado toda a energia vital da cidade. As pessoas estavam com medo e dúvida nos olhos. A cidade que sempre foi símbolo de progresso e sucesso agora parecia uma sombra de si mesma. Eu sentia um peso no peito, uma mistura de medo e melancolia. O desaparecimento de Emma ainda estava fresco em minha mente, e agora isso. O que estava acontecendo com nossa cidade? A cidade estava em ruínas, e eu estava preso em meu próprio pesadelo. Eu não sabia como escapar daquela realidade terrível. Os dias se arrastavam como séculos, cada um mais sombrio que o anterior. Eu não via fim para aquela dor e aquela incerteza. E então, ouvi um rumor: "O próximo desaparecimento será logo". Eu não sabia se era verdade, mas sabia que não podia ignorar. A noite estava escura, e eu estava sozinho. Mas eu sabia que não estava sozinho em meu medo. Toda a cidade estava com medo. Toda a cidade estava esperando pelo próximo desaparecimento. E eu não sabia o que fazer. Eu não sabia como parar aquela loucura. A única coisa que eu sabia era que precisava esperar. Esperar pelo amanhecer, esperar pela esperança. Mas até lá, eu estava preso em meu próprio pesadelo."

In 2025, the world ended. Monsters fell from the sky, and humanity met it's destruction. Nobody was prepared for this sudden apocalypse..................except one person. Hajun spent most of his life preparing for the end of the world, despite being called a madman by everyone he knew. But when the world ended, he kicked back in a couch within his bunker, sipping a cold can of beer as he watched his naysayers be eaten. Despite his preparations, Hajun will soon learn, that in a world which brings out the worst of humanity, not everything goes according to plan. *An apocalypse survival fiction, starring regular people without powers or abilites in a doomsday scenario.* Join the Discord:https://discord.gg/CQFsrxxPes

Alternative Title - "Since I’m Reborn in Another World’s Oldest Country By My Ancestor, I Guess I’ll Have To Settle On Being ‘Racist’" Through the years of my past life, the moment I was born, you could say I watched and observed things coming from this person whose family being influential yet low-key and hidden. It was a practice started by my famiglia's first patriarch for the purpose of expanding the network of our famiglia's business and intelligence with layers of front organizations and entities handling the operations as the 'public face'. Our famiglia's first patriarch, he was the starter of everything and the one who set the foundations of our famiglia while we continue building and expanding his foundations. One day while partially drunk after drinking beer cans, my device suddenly had a reincarnation offer by none other the first patriarch himself. After reading and understanding it, I accepted it. From there, as a reincarnated citizen of Blue Star's oldest civilization and state under the same ruling royal dynasty, after reading the history books and records, I now understand why the citizens of this country jokingly refer to the foreign persons from the younger countries and civilizations as 'youngsters' I'm now a full-fledged 'racist'! P.S. Also published in Wattpad and Scribblehub

The sweet scent of flowers invades my nostrils, while a light breeze caresses my body. I reflexively turn the other way, my hand flailing around my waist futilely seeking my blanket. Unable to find it, I gradually wake up, only to realize that I am not on my bed, nor in my room or in my house… instead, I am lying in a patch of grass in what looks to be a small clearing in a forest. Wait… WHERE THE HELL ARE MY CLOTHES???? I jump to my feet in panic and look left and right trying to figure out what is happening. My mind can’t process the situation, but after a few minutes the panic recedes and I start thinking somewhat rationally again. I check myself for any injuries or bugs crawling on me and I am relieved when I find none. Then my brain processes what my eyes see and I freeze. I once again start checking my body slowly, running my hands over it inch by inch. My beer belly is gone, the white hairs on my chest are now black and my body while not exactly rippling has defined muscle lines. Yeah, nice dream, I thought. I haven’t looked or felt so good since I was 20. Then reality slaps me again. A memory surfaces from the depth of my mind from a researcher’s interview on tv; you can’t smell something in your dreams, you just identify the scent that you should be smelling. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. I smell the grass, the little violet flowers, the scent of the tree resin carried by the wind… fuck!... Toto, we are not in Kansas anymore…

"Please stop!" A child's voice rang out. "Do not tell me what to do, you bastard!" A woman's voice screamed out in anger. "P-Please m-mom." The child begged in a trembling voice as he cowered further into himself with his back against the falling apart cabinet in the rusty kitchen. "DO.NOT.TELL.ME.WHAT.TO.DO!" The woman screamed in anger, her voice tenfold higher in octave as the boy before her flinched violently and enters a world of panic attack. "Do not tell me what to do, Rose." The woman mumbled to herself like a mad woman as she searched around for something, not minding her son who was in a panic attack state. "Why is it empty?" She mumbled, picking up an empty beer bottle. Receiving no reply from her son, she grew livid. " I asked, WHY IS THIS EMPTY?!" She screamed out and held the bottle in a vice grip, then smashed it angrily on her son's head. Little Ross who was still in his state of panic could only hear loud ringing sound and a thick red liquid gliding down his face before all he was was black.

#elves #lighthearted #slice of life Su Cha transmigrated to a fantasy world, inherited a tavern, and activated a system! First mission completed — renovate the taverns — Lafite red wine formula rewarded, hundred times speed up in the wind cellular! Second mission completed — served a hundred customers and received good reviews — Budweiser beer formula rewarded! The third mission, fourth mission…… As the tavern expanded rapidly, not only did our MC bring in fine wine, he also brought in all kinds of cultural influences from the modern era. This alternate world was starting to turn a little strange. Inside the tavern, the elegant elf queen fell in love with rock music, she picked up an electric guitar and started screaming and howling. The orcs, the knight, and the sorcerer sat down at the table and started a round of Texas poker, soon getting all worked up against each other. A famous wizard raised up his Budweiser beer and muttered, “Don’t ask how much I can drink, all I want is another gin!” …

… My head… it's fucking hurt! I feel like someone is pounding inside my head, holding inside of my brain, as if it were wrapped in a woman's firm thigh… Coiling there around my head, squeezing them into submission… My head felt like it was about to split open, spilling memories of cheap beer, it tasted like horse piss. Loud music that can make the ear deaf. What the hell! I groan, squinting against the unfamiliar, Luxurious surroundings. This isn't some dingy bar with sticky floors and questionable clientele. Where are those men rubbing shoulders with each other! And Lisa! That fucking slūt! Did she hide this from me! Bītch! This isn't luxurious? It's more like a damn hoarder's wet dream. ‘Asher Aegis,' the name echoed in his mind, a bitter curse on his tongue. He was Asher Aegis, the infamous villain from "Eternal Heroes: The New Dawn of Desire," a notorious VR game notorious for its brutal realism and adult themes. [Additional Tags]: #Fantasy | Adventure | Swords & Magic | System | Monsters | Dark Elements | Dragons | #Gods | Goddesses| Sexual Content | Demons | Angels | Non-Human Characters | #Beautiful Female Leads | Multiple Lovers | Milf | Teacher & Student Relationship | Obsessive Affection| Cold Female Leads | Villainess | | Doting Lovers | Yanderes | Maids | Master-Servant Relationship | #Game-Elements | World System | Level-Up | Multiple Sub-power system | #Overpowered Protoganist | Handsome MC | Protoganist strong from the start| Anti-Hero | Ruthless MC | Cold MC | Villain | Lack of Morality | Hard working | Power Stealing | Strong to Stronger | Evolution | Selfish | Self-centred | Crazy | Genius #Taboos [Special Tags] #Taboo Subjects #No Yuri #No NTR (This Book has taken Inspiration from Several works! If you find some similarities between them, it is because of it. However, as the plot progresses there would be different thing's from those works.)

When an Alpha of a pack has two sons on the same day, a duel will be held, and the winner of the fight becomes the next Alpha. Ash, a fiery Omega maid was at the arena, carrying out her duties when she perceived the most pleasant smell ever, "Mate!" Her wolf growled inside her. Not caring about the punishment she would suffer, she abandoned her duty post and followed the smell... She was astonished and stopped with fear when she saw her mate was one of the Quinn brothers. The infamous Viking Devil that drinks beer from the skulls of those he had killed... Their eyes locked and he whispered to her. "Mate!" They walked towards each other. But instead of claiming her as he should, he walked past her to embrace another she-wolf behind her. Her sworn enemy. "Mate!" Her heart thudded painfully when she heard them say to each. It was a conspiracy that began decades before they were both born. A conspiracy she was determined to unravel or die trying.

19 years of Bee is confused with her life, family, and friends. She is in love with someone that she has known for 5 years and suddenly her crush left her when they were 13 years old to study abroad. A few years later the love story starts again, when Bee has been transferred to her new school due to her parent's new job abroad. Who is this mystery long lost love crush of Bee? Stay tuned. Characters: Liza Soberano as Bee Madison Beer as Madi Shay Mitchell as Shay Sterling Beaumon as Brian Tia Carrere as Bee's Mom Mark Dacascos as Bee's Father Priyanka Chopra as Mrs Wanda

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”

tava choi is a middle aged loser, due to being poor, his adhd was not reigned in by medicine which is why its a big, fatty hindrance to his existence. being accused as a daydreamer during his school days from elementary to college, to his adult life which made him become an undergraduate and due to this, he's not able to hold a job for long and was always at the top list of being the first to be fired nor does he even have a nice girlfriend which further causes him to spiral into an endless food and videogame binging chaos, making him become a sort of average looking man but with a big fat beer belly in the middle. one day while in a comatose like sleep, immediately after eating a big dinner, tava choi's soul got sent to the one place his brain doesn't ever forget----the day when he was five years old, the very day he became aware of his existence in this world.

The end of the world has come, the world order is in chaos, and human morality has declined. Li Yu, a cold man, was reborn and won a 30-million bonus at the start of his new life. He built a god-level base and hoarded resources. While others were struggling on the brink of starvation to death, Li Yu was enjoying himself on the rooftop, having a barbecue and drinking beer.

After Yu Xiaolian unexpectedly transmigrated, she found herself with the awareness of what was to come and a pocket supermarket that would replenish every item consumed after midnight. No idea how to start a fire? No problem—she had lighters. Crude village food hurt her throat? No problem—she had wheat, rice, fresh vegetables, and frozen food. With endless resources, she started a mystery shop in ancient times. A certain man: I want a hundred bottles of wine, beer, and fruit juice! Sorry, but that is beyond the daily limit. So what if she was the cannon fodder? With the pocket supermarket, even the lead characters only get their favorite snack if she feels like giving it to them. Life was good with endless resources and knowledge of the system bugs plaguing the lead characters!

_________________________________________________ It's the year 2098 AD and Dan is living his best life, playing virtual reality games and earning millions but one day it all vanishes when he wakes up on a parallel earth in the body of a kid. It's the year 2068 AD and Dan realizes that he has travelled back in time but to a different earth where animals have become humongous monsters and people have superpowers. And now he has a chance to fulfil a wish that he never got to fulfil back in his old world, having superpowers. And to help him he has the AI chip from his old world which seemed to have mysteriously travelled with him to this world. ( It will be a kingdom building or kind of like a kingdom building with some conquering elements to it. But before kingdom building, there will be some survival and adventure which will be exciting.  Kingdom building will start from around 50 -60 chapters while survival and adventures will start from chapter 25. Support me by buying me a beer on buy me coffee. Here is the link: https://www.buymeacoffee.com/Parzivall

Hunting deer and drinking beer. That's how I roll.

Rex is a stagehand from Texas spending a year after high school backpacking around Europe and picking up gigs as he goes. Through a series of adventures with a variety of travel companions, he has a series of adventures set against exotic locations, amazing shows, a stream of celebrities, and a parade of characters. The story begins with Rex and companion Tim accidently wandering into the headquarters of one of the most feared police organizations of the 20th century, and by wild coincidence, they are confronted by a general who is the splitting image of one of the most famous gonzo journalists ever. Follow the strange and amazing adventures of Rex the stagehand as an innocent 18-year-old comes of age in a story of love, fear, joy, loss, and really good beer.

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“Screw them! Everything needs to be screwed!” It was the last Sunday that she'd spend at the restaurant where her hopes of starting her culinary career rested on. Elaine slumped at the table in a mess, surrounded by empty beer bottles and once filled plates. The aftermath of her closing down party was nothing short of uneventful — until the clock approached the crack of midnight. A frightening curiosity that touches fantasy, she heard a bellowing knock coming from outside of the door. Who could it be roaring at this hour on a miserable end of a diner? Panic-stricken, Elaine drew her weapon — a pan — and gradually dragged herself closer to the door. Upon opening, what surprises is not a man to steal the meager coffers she had, but a big black creature. “Woof!” “...” “Woof?” The frightened Elaine: “Please, someone. Wake me up from this fever dream!”

He lowers his right arm to grasp the outer lip of the old clawfoot tub his opposite arm girdles his heft gingerly into the sun soaked basin After bracing himself in he slowly arches his head back and lets out a beleaguered sigh There's a deep peace that washes over him the tranquil stream of the faucet lowers his guard as he eases the beer can helmet off his dome then once again fades into the night… —————————————————————— A Gus A McHaliburton Augustus McHaliburton Botched Medical records H’s to M’s 1950’s typewriters A distant father Shame, embarrassment A Jack Daniels helmet Innocent bystanders An aloof obedient wife Religious grief, undue reverence A deacon A Pastor A McMaliburton A Pastor McMaliburton A beer can helmet The stench of spilled beer Stained sepia Family Polaroids, memories The good times, the bad times All times A beer can helmet Capping the moments The light, the dark The lager, the stout Flowing, spewing In and out

Aiden Jiménez is college student struggling to think what he wanna do in future. One day at midnight he goes to buy some beer and stops by a park nearby, that's when he hears someone singing, he approaches that person and but she runs away. The next day when he goes to college the teacher asks him to teach a student who is weak in studies and that student turns out to be the girl who was singing in the park. (I'm bad at writing synopsis TvT) (no chapters on weekends)

"A Knight cannot become a King." "Nay, but he can burn his crown." The Age of Dawn has ended miserably. The humans have wasted their god-given opportunity with internal disputes and unfinished pathways. Now, they must pay with blood from the races that suffered under Dawn. Yet in the midst of this never-ending blood war... A Kingslayer, A Cursed Genius, A Dragonborn and an Elf all gather to set forth on a journey, to accomplish an unfathomable task. One runs from the troops of a raging Kingdom, another runs from Friends who have deformed into foes, one runs from Legacy, Ancestry and the weight of an entire Species on their back whilst the last runs from the corruption in their homeland. And all sail towards the lonely castle said thousands of years ago to have been seen in Shakur, the heart of the wintry wasteland in the North. Only by eliminating that stronghold can the freakishly united Orks be halted alongside their undead allies. Time waits for no man. But even time itself seems to stray from the lonely castle located in the North that holds together the age of Dusk. Read along as the journey unveils. Will they end with beer up their lungs or swords up their chests? Will the Age of Dusk prevail, or will Dawn rise from the horizon one last time? Only one way to find out... I swear on my third nipple that I will get this book to 100 chapters. Even if it ends up with like 21 views at the end.

Frank can suddenly hear the voice of everything talking, whether it is a wine glass, a mobile phone, or the clothes on his body, he has his own thoughts. So he could hear a lot of inexplicable sounds. Goblet: "Yeah, this wine is really fragrant, I hope this wine will be filled next." Beer: "My stomach is so swollen, why don't these rookies continue to drink, I still have a lot of wine in my stomach." Audio: "There are so few songs every night, I already want to vomit." Gold-plated necklace: "Hey, I'm obviously a fake gold necklace. I'm always wearing this fat man to fool people. I also lied to a female college student the day before yesterday.

In a world where death is common and cruelness is life. How is our protagonist supposed to survive, when he dies by mistake and gets reincarnated as woman. But before she can even traverse this malicious world as a human, she has to become one first. She's not a mammal, not a slime, not a even an insect in specific terms, but a parasite. And not just any parasite, she's one of the most vile vermin in existence. What's this vermin called you ask, well it's called a tick. Join our protagonist as she roams about the land forsaken by gods while trying to piece back together her shattered mind and create a new existence for herself altogether. She reincarnated as a tick because the gods were pricks. She gets flicked around by bugs who decided they were dicks. But alas she was tricked by what she could not predict. She was contradicted by what she could not depict. She sees a hot chick that is as dense as a brick. She is addicted to her wicked lips, unable to withstand her ferocious licks. Laying in tears Drinkin' beers Shirkin' Lears Laying around Death is abound Blood will fall upon the ground NO ONE SHALL BE CROWNED This is a reincarnation type story with GL Art done by Katori293 I don't have a discord: Sorry

"To onlookers I was a perfect girl, so full of life and worth emulating. But deep down I was broken. I needed fixing but each time I would try to fix myself, I fall in too deep. Everything I ever valued in my life kept disappointing me. The men I loved had turned out to be animals. Beer failed me cause I only managed to be drunk for some hours and the next day I would be sober and still face my mess. Most of my friends are wolves in sheep clothing and I would cry myself to sleep hoping to find peace from this depression. I tried to find something that would make me feel complete, that will fill up my life and make me feel a sense of belonging. I was trapped in a closet that no one knew, drowning and no one seems to be helping me out. And just when I was about to give up, I met HIM. My Royal Prince Charming. My name is Katherine Williams, only daughter of divorced parents and this is my story.

"Who are they?" I asked Sarah as the bikers got closer. "Bad news," she whispers, she looked at Tyler and James, who was already walking towards us in a hurry. "Get in the car," she warns. I almost did, but when I saw the look of fright in her eye I didn't move. I felt hands around my naked waist, I knew it was Tyler. He pulls me tightly against his chest, I could feel the heat coming from his body. "Get in your car and drive off. Don't say a word" he whispers into my ear. "Why?" why did they want me to leave? "Just fucking do it Bella!" he says angrily pushing me forward, I bumped into another hard chest. But this time I could smell cheap beer and sweat. I look up and saw a tattooed face with a nose ring. Taking a step back slowly when he showed me his yellow teeth. "Well, aren't you a pretty thing!" He laughs out, the others agreeing with him. "What's a pretty thing like you doing here?" I didn't reply, I didn't like the way they were watching me. I felt Tyler's hard hands on my shoulder, his grip was hard enough to make me wince. He pulled me up against his chest as if trying to shield me away. I look around the now deserted desert, everyone seems to have disappeared. It was just James, Jada, Sarah, Nelson and Tyler. They were all standing next to us. "Boy! We've been looking for you" they yelled at Tyler. He didn't look affected by them, in fact, I think they knew each other. Why would Tyler be hanging out with guys like this? "I see you got your self a new pretty bird" one chuckles pointing at Tyler's arm that was around my waist. "What are you doing here Stone" he growls at the guy that just spoke. "It seems you've forgotten you owe us money" the guy name Stone growls at Tyler. Does he owe their money? Why? "We made a deal, you said on the 7th" Tyler say, today was the 5th. "Well, you see our boss change his mind" Stone laughs casually. "I don't have that kind of money on me Stone" Tyler was breathing hard now. I knew something bad was about to happen, I just wasn't sure what. "Then we have a problem boy," Stone pulls out a gun and point it directly at me. I freeze tears forming in my eyes, I stare at the gun, not moving. I held Tyler's hands tighter, trying my best not to move. "She's got nothing to do with this" Tyler steps forward blocking me from the gun. I felt him reaching behind his back slowly. "Your gonna have to pay Son and that one looks like she's worth 50 grand" He owns them 50 thousand dollars! I wanted to yell. How did that happen? Doesn't he know people like this can kill you for that? "Come back on the 7th and you will have your money" James steps forward. Oh god, this boys looked like they did this daily. What the hell was I doing here, I should be with my friends getting wasted not stuck in the middle of what looked like a gang War. "Just give us the girl and will be on our merry way" "Not gonna happened," before I could blink Tyler pulled out a gun from his back making my eye wide. HE HAD A FUCKING GUN!! Oh my god, this is not going to be good. Does he carry that with him all the time? If he does how comes I've never felt it. "Be a smart boy, there are three of you and six of us. If you give us the girl will let you keep the other two" Stone says referring to Sarah and Jada. "We just want one!" another biker yells making me jump. "None of them are going with you" Tyler stood his ground, pointing his gun directly at Stone. "Fine," Stone spat on the floor and the other men behind him pulled out their guns some had long knives instead. "James gets Bella out of here," Tyler whispers deadly not taking his eyes off Stone. Bella Thomson, the queen bee. This was her senior year, she already planned everything-homecoming queen, Harvard. Tyler Carter isn't like every other typical 18 years old. Living in the wrong neighbourhood all his life and after losing his mother age of 15, never knowing who his dad was. He is known as the best fighter on the north side.

#Nominated in Webnovel Spirity Awards 2020. (Completed) Trigger Warning: Novel contains mature content and explicit scenes only intended for adults. {R-18+, No rape and No misunderstanding} *Nothing can come between my husband and I,not even death.* ~She was sad, hurt, and depressed. She was a mess, a monster who was slowly fading in her dark, lonely world until he came along. Like a twinkle little star, he brightened her horrid world. He was no one but her happy pill~ (Couple 1) "Tell me Wifey, has any man ever made you feel the way I do?" Lei Zhao asked. "Will it hurt if I tell you someone has?" Yan Mei inquired. A cheeky grin appeared on Lei Zhao's lips. "It wouldn't because I am sure no one has done it, especially the way you scream with pleasure under me." -------- Yan Mei, an aloof CEO known as the devil strongly believes love is a scam because she has experienced the joy and sadness of it. Now her heart has turned into a piece of stone encased by steel. Lei Zhao only has time for one thing in his life: work, after the death of his brother, which made him devastated and broken. After a chance encounter with a woman in a red suit at a club, he finds himself drawn to her. Something about the mysterious woman has him determined to make her his and unlock the mystery of the pain that flickers in her eyes. ~But will the devil give him a chance? Even though at times, the devil needs love too.~ ***** (Couple 2) ~She became the monster, parents told their kids to run away from, but she was far from a monster. She was just a lonely girl who wanted a friend who would always be there for her, who would check up on her and ask her how she was~ "This isn't a fairytale or a teen fiction where the bad girl falls for the good boy and tries to change for him, and then they live happily ever after. This is real life, and well, life is fucked up." Ying Sheng said, and she gulped the beer she was holding, loneliness flickering in her eyes. "But I-I won't ask you.. to change or want you to change. I just want you to be my bad girl. You --can tie me up in bed- and fu…ck me until I forget my name." Liam stammered as he turned crimson red. Ying Sheng heaved a sigh, "Cutie, you're supposed to look for a trophy wife who can cook and do chores. Not a monster like me who will destroy your perfect life. Also, we can't be together." Liam's heart nearly stopped in his chest when he heard her. His shoulders hunched, and he took a deep breath. 'Why?" He queried. "Because I love someone else." ~At times you have to choose between the one you love and the one who loves you. Ying Sheng learned this in a hard way.~ Two broken-hearted women, each broken in their own way.....with two determined men, ready to fix their broken pieces at all costs. This is a story of betrayal, love and second chances. Ready to enjoy the journey and learn along? *No evil mother-in-law, step-sister or cheating bestfriend *Not your usual cliche flash marriages novel *Bad girl X Good boy Tags: Flash Marriage #doting husband, #smut, #bad girl, #good boy, #betrayal #second chances #Strong female lead #Spirity-awards 2020 #Supernatural Note: Some chapters may be triggering for others but there is always a warning before reading. ^I'm not the owner of the cover. CREDITS TO THE OWNER. if the owner wants me to take it down just leave a comment. Thank you! Discord server: https://discord.gg/FXdVxp6 Join to chat with author, fellow readers and make friends.

"It's cold..." the first words that came up in his mind as Lian regain consciousness. Curling up his small body to feel some warmth, he slowly flutters his eyes open. Wall of ice welcomes his vision. "Where am I?", "Where is this?" questions starts to flood his mind as he recall the last events of the night before going to bed. He was with his co-workers, drinking and singing, and as he is not satisfied with the drinking they have done, he went to a convenience store to get some beer. And inside his home, he drinks all his stress and worries in his life. His boyfriend who cheated him is one of the reasons, aside from the problems in his work, where his project proposals has been revised all over and in the end, after all the hardwork he did, they just rejected it without second thoughts. Bright lights blinded him from out of nowhere, and that's the last bit of his memory. And now, looking around him, he think that he is inside a cave of ice. The coldness that he's feeling a while ago is slowly fading away. "That's strange.. I'm not that cold anymore." and with his thin clothes, it truly is a wonder how he's not feeling the cold.

A group of adults bored with life get together and after many years of research put together there minds and come up with a new kind of microwave machine.....bit of a lead balloon...but for some unknown reason, the microwave teleports them to land full of amber ale beer cans towering above them. [There is then a Christian message to the reader that I’m working on] do I then use my microwave and it happens to me??? Then I might be a character myself with all of us confronted by big beers and holy scripture (underlying tone of the following work in progress). Maybe I’m trapped in the land of big beers with them. The despair of what madness and insanity comes after this part of the under construction screenplay is like the horrors of being away from your family and friends in the land of big beers itself.

Permadeath. It is a concept that every hero fears in this dog eat dog world. However, to the brave souls that embark on these adrenaline-fueled battles where swords and shields collide, where magic flies through the air toward their unsuspecting foes to smite them into oblivion, the thrill of death is what makes this game worthwhile. A single misstep, and you will lose everything. If you die once, it is all over. Years of hard work, down the drain in seconds. With your livelihood in your world tied to ours, you will feel a sense of endless despair. Postmortem, you’ll be greeted by every hero’s worst nightmare... the dreaded character creation screen. As for me, you may be wondering who I am? Well, am I one of those heroes? No, far from it… for my role, is that of the guide. I lead those lost little lambs and show them the path forward. I am the one responsible for their lives. Their survival rests in the palm of my hand. But there is just one problem… I only have one job... but I can't even do it right. Please don't mind the beer in my left hand and the cigar in my right. I'm not drinking on the job, I swear. Volume 1 Available on Amazon/Kindle Unlimited https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08K3TPKBN If you enjoy this story you may also enjoy one of my other stories. I was Summoned as a Hero, but I Became the Demon Lord Instead https://www.webnovel.com/book/14229125506770405

Chin up, back straight. Don’t falter, don’t slouch. Don’t wear slippers, wear shoes. Don’t drink beer, drink wine. Don’t play the guitar, play the piano. No curses but smile. In a house where it could never be called a home, Louise is a child of wealthy old money but a soul misfortune. When she scratched a knee, she wasn’t allowed to cry. When she failed, she received slaps, when she succeeded, she was criticized. Surrounded by a strict mother, careless father, and an intrusive sister is not what she imagined her whole life would be like. All she ever wanted is a room to breathe in, be herself— the real her. Someone who would not wear a mask, someone who would not create a fake front. Not the daughter her mother try to keep her up to be. Bound by all the ruckus and incessant nagging, she rebelled against their wishes. In a single night of alcohol within dizzy lights, she met a man who gave her something she did not ask for but she didn’t know she needed. . . a seduction. It’s a play of flesh and skin. Tangled bodies and sweaty foreheads, loveless kisses and platonic hugs. There’s no more than what’s in the bedroom, no more than the casual relationship. Is physical connection really enough? But hey, not all seduction is physical, right? ----- Story contains rated-18 contents. Background picture from Pinterest. Word count 1-2k words at max.