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AUTHOR NOTE 14.05.2024: Hello all! Sorry for the long wait, I wrote myself into a literal corner and realised I have to retcon a few things in arc 4 before I can move on with the story. Will try to get this fixed in the soonest! Really sorry for the wait TT o TT **** Infinite/Unlimited Flow horror BL novel Might be a parody. And MC might be a villain.... 1v1 Introducing: A suicidal and bored MC and… wait, where the f&?! is the ML?! *** Lam Thanh Van believes it’s about time someone ended his miserable life. But being an immortal has hindered his path to Hell. Scratch that, Hell is off limits with the terrifying speed his body stitches itself back together, no matter how much someone might hack him to pieces. With such a long and torturous life of trying to finish himself and failing miserably, he imagines that his death would be grand, like slaying a dragon - or a very persistent cockroach. Now, the only problem was finding a hero worthy of such a cause. *** [The last player has arrived. Players, prepare for briefing.] [Welcome to the annual 2023rd survival championship.] The grand doors to the dome slowly pulled close, drawing everyone’s gazes over to the lone figure standing by himself, like a rabbit frozen in the headlights. In front of the sea of players, fawn eyes dilated with fright. Fresh tears still clung to the lashes that framed the eyes so green they reminded the people of ocean waves crashing to the white sandy shore. Long limbs were clad in a simple T-shirt with a pair of washed-out jeans hugging his slim waist. Messy lavender hair and snow-white skin tinted with faint pink seemed ethereal in the scene. Like a magnolia tree growing in the desert… or a white lotus sprouting from a pile of bullshit. One brave individual broke away from the herd, cold eyes set on the last player. ”Stay with us if you want to live.” Lam Thanh Van raised his gaze up to the looming man, green eyes drenched with tears, his lips trembling as he could only muster a nod. [All players, scenario one will commence now. Good luck and try not to die.] —— When nothing is as it seems - who can you trust? ML: Not the author, that’s for sure. The synopsis is just one huge clickbait- *Author smacks this insolent child with a hardcover edition of the Bible*: Quiet, you! Or I won’t let you appear even after the halfway mark! MC: … You evil bish!! —- T/W: This is mature content. A sprinkle of horror, a teaspoon of gore, topped with a handful of clownery. Some papapa is added as a garnish at the end. Consume at your own digression. A/N: This is an original work by LinShui. The cover is not mine, as I have negative skills in any illustrative art. Will commission for a cover when I’m no longer a broke bish. Do let me know if this is your art and you want to take it down, thanks! #unrequitedlove

Seorang pria tua, seorang pemuda dan seorang anak perempuan, ketiganya berdiri di atas padang rumput nan luas, di bawah langit yang bersih dari awan. Sang anak perempuan memandang keadaan di sekelilingnya dengan mata berbinar. Sebelumnya ia harus melewati padang salju dan lorong kecil yang gelap, jadi wajar kalau benaknya kini dipenuhi pertanyaan. “Grandpa, tempat apa ini?” Sang pria tua berlutut di hadapan cucunya sebelum dengan lembut ia menjawab. “Penduduk lokal menyebut tempat ini Benua Amstell.” “. . . Benua Amstell?” Sang anak perempuan memiringkan kepala mungilnya sementara kakeknya melanjutkan. “Delapan tahun yang lalu Grandma menemukan tempat ini secara tidak sengaja, sayangnya di tempat ini pula Grandma meninggal. Jadi, maukah kau membantu Grandpa menjaga tempat peristirahatan terakhir Grandma ini?” Sang anak perempuan mengangguk mantap sebelum menjawab. “Tentu saja, Claire akan menjaga tempat ini dengan sekuat tenaga.” Sang pria tua lalu menoleh ke arah pemuda di sampingnya sebelum berkata. “O’Neil, kau tahu aku dan Samantha memperlakukanmu seperti anak kami sendiri, dan kami tahu kau memutuskan masuk militer karena tidak mau bersaing dengan Robert dalam mengelola korporasi yang akan kami tinggalkan, meski bakatmu dalam berbisnis jauh lebih baik.” “. . .” “Tapi setidaknya berjanjilah kau akan membantu Claire menjaga tempat ini, karena begitu keberadaan Nouel diketahui, seluruh dunia akan memperebutkan tempat ini.” “Anggap sudah terlaksana.” Jawab Sang Pemuda dengan kasual, namun Sang Pria Tua seketika tersenyum karena ia tahu anak angkatnya tersebut tidak pernah mengingkari kata-kata yang ia ucapkan. *****

Paul, un chico de 18 años sufre de un golpe mientras entrena fútbol americano como lo hacía cotidianamente, el accidente lo deja inconsciente y sus compañeros se percatan que cayó en coma. Minutos después despierta un poco adolorido y confundido, cree que todo sigue normal pero percibe que nada es normal, la habitación, la cama y su cuerpo... Despierta en el cuerpo equivocado y ahora su nombre es Paola Mitsue, una chica de 17 años que estudiaba en 1ro bachillerato antes de sufrir un aparatoso accidente en las escaleras y quedar en coma por 8 meses. ¿Paul volverá a su cuerpo y antigua vida? Si es que alguna vez existió...

A bunch of short stories based off of mine and my girlfriends relationship (y'all really love this- why)

A group of agents leads double lives in which the disguise begins to erode their very identities. Forced to commit real crimes to maintain their cover, they face choices that can’t be written in reports — or spoken of among themselves. While the most upright begin to fall apart from within, those once seen as fragile show an unsettling resilience. Amid fragile alliances and irreversible decisions, they will all come to realize that truth is not found in what is revealed, but in what one learns to endure.

अपने पिता को ढूंढते हुऐ वह ऐसे सुट को पाता है जिसमे वहुत से ऐसे गुड़ है जो जय को आम इंसान से एक सुपर हीरो वनाता है और वह black caption के नाम से जाना जाता है।

this is nothing i just put in here so I can read it

Seseorang yg sangat begitu mencintai dengan selulus hati,,, tapi dkianatioleh kekesih nya, tanpa belas kasih...

Dua orang berbeda jenis kelamin, sifat, dan agama, namun hidup berdampingan. Abi dan Mayu. Dua orang remaja yang hidup bersama sejak kecil. Mereka bertetangga, tumbuh, dan berbagi kisah masa kecil yang sama pula. Orang tuanya bilang mereka lahir di tempat dan waktu yang sama. Selalu saja sama. Sebagai umat Islam, Abi terbilang cukup taat. Sholat lima waktunya tidak pernah terlewatkan, bahkan puasa sunnahnya pun tidak ketinggalan olehnya. Selain itu, wajahnya terbilang tampan. Tubuhnya tinggi untuk ukuran remaja, wajahnya bersih, dan kulitnya kuning langsat. Meski begitu, sifatnya pendiam, tertutup, dan sedikit pemalu. Abi terbilang pintar di sekolah, posisinya tidak pernah jauh-jauh dari peringkat tiga besar. Ditambah, dia sangat menyukai kebersihan. Namun__ Tidak ada yang tahu, ia mencintai teman masa kecilnya, Mayu. Meski beragama Kristen, Abi tidak bisa menolak perasaannya. Itu tumbuh dan terus berkembang. Mayu, gadis paling kasar dan nakal. Berbeda dengan Abi, Mayu sangat pemalas bahkan dalam beragama. Acap kali ibunya berteriak hinggah terdengar ke rumah Abi kalau sedang marah karena Mayu tidak ingin ke Gereja tiap minggu. Selain itu, Mayu juga jorok. Lantas, bagaimana hubungan mereka ke depannya? Apakah Mayu akan membalas perasaan Abi? Apakah mereka akan terus hidup berdampingan? Temukan jawabannya dengan membaca kisah ini. Cerita ini murni adalah milik saya. Saya tidak menolerir siapapun itu, yang dengan sengaja melakukan plagiarisme. Mari membuat cerita kita sendiri. Jadikan cerita orang lain sebagai pelajaran dan referensi, bukan di plagiat. :,-)

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?