loafers and socks

"Fuck, why does it get so cold," I mutter to myself as I shove my feet into a large pair of fuzzy socks. Grumbling to myself I walk towards the door to go make myself some hot chocolate. I know my brother, Nate, will make fun of the socks but for the love of chocolate and the possibility that he may invite Jason over tonight, I figure it is worth it. This is a BL if you don’t like it don’t read it.

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13 year old Annie must fight the lies of her neighbor in order to get her dog back.

The weather turned even colder after the heavy rain this evening. I looked out the window taking in the view over the town. I am definitely going to miss Maydawn Town. I will miss the peaceful environment, my private tutors, and of course my extravagant room. It is all for the best, finally taking a step forward from my boring routine life into an interesting one [I hope]. To top it all, I am finally going to meet my Mum after all these years. Although, I am nervous and uncertain I can barely contain my excitement. #Mystery?Surprise?Suspense? Thrill?# It is all packed in this novel. Get your popcorn ready for this fun ride. PS: Dear Readers, I would love to know your opinion after each chapter [there is always room for improvement this way].

The protagonist through a mysterious time warp, lands in 1422 A.D. India. With a sturdy gaming system as his backup and an arsenal of firearms; aiding him to confront all threats that looms around. Leveling up and getting strong is his ultimate motto, to survive in the upcoming journey against unknown adversaries... (Keynotes of the story) *Historical facts / fiction *Portuguese occupation era in India *Social evils *How our hero fights back social evils *Romance / drama / erotic romance *Overpowered hero / antihero *Guns vs swords kind of scenarios *Kingdom building / harem *Supernatural elements / magic *Romancing supernatural elements *Gourmet elements *18+ / gun buff / changing history *System support / time travel Author Note - Support the story with power stones & reviews, if you like this story.

Corre el año 2570, la civilización ha avanzado mucho mientras se mantiene a flote con sus propios problemas, en las sombras de la misma un grupo milenario que conoce la fuerza secreta de los seres vivos se mueve para detener a aquellos que usan aquella misma fuerza con fines malignos sin que el resto de la sociedad los encuentre. La corrupcion del hado asecha por doquier buscando un objetivo extraño y perjudicial para la sociedad, los discípulos del hado harán lo necesario para evadirlo. La tierra ha cambiado durante ese tiempo, la historia ha evolucionado, la tecnología, los ideales... las razas. ¿Sera la misma tierra que todos conocen? ¿Qué misterios esconde realmente este mundo?

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A cop looking for some money because of a huge dept is betrayed by he's close friend to some dangerous individuals who are into shady deals. Now has to fulfil he's own end of the bargain else it will be over for him and he's family.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!