efl championship

Faced with a second chance at life, Bjorn set a goal for himself, and for his country. Iceland, a place that'd never been on the competitive map, would win on the world's greatest stage. There was only a slight problem. He had ten years of experience and knowledge of the future... only in PvP. His previous life's account had been leveled by gaming assistants while he put all his time into practicing for tournaments. He had no management skills, no knowledge of the game, and no one to back him up. He didn't even know what quests were good or where to find the best items. All he knew was how to kill other players. 'If I want a successful team, the first matter is having them decked out in the finest gear... but how? I've never actually gathered my own stuff before...' Bjorn paused as he thought of something. 'Wait, players drop items, right? They even lose levels when I kill them! Heheh..." ... A few months later. A confused announcer frowned as he looked over the matchup. France VS Iceland. "The average level of France's team... is only 40?! Isn't the average 60? They don't stand a chance! Did they bring in practice accounts or something?" In the booth, the head coach wanted to cry. 'Obviously not! That psychotic bastard hunted every last person we had!'

This fun-fiction continues where the main story stopped, i.e. the summer break after season 10. This summer "break" will be remembered for the craziest wild boss fights in the History. It was nicknamed Boss championship by players because the appearance of professional, all-star and even God players has become a common occurrence on a daily basis.

Immediately after winning the World Golf Championship, I fell to my knees in shock before my darling, frantically slapping my own face. "I deserve to die! I shouldn't have stolen Kael's championship title." Genevieve, still unsatisfied, twisted all my joints and used me as a human flagstick for Kael on the green. A golf ball struck hard between my legs, and she yanked my hair, forcing me to use my mouth to carry the ball into the hole. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the competition. Seeing Genevieve storming towards me in a rage, a sudden realization hit me. I was the true business tycoon all along!

Kais is an F- rank lvl 4 psychic who's only power is energy shield. Even though he has such a useful ability, he can't use it effectively because of his low PSY stat. After accidentally bumping in to an S-rank psychic during a guild meeting he was instantly marked for death, who would miss a weak person like him anyways. His own squad mates whom he had know for years left him to die in a PD ( a dungeon) after stealing his skill because they were paid to. Now just a normal human he fears for his life as extra dimensional abominations surround him. Thankfully his innate powers fully manifested. Now he will go from being a lowly F- rank psychic to the worlds strongest and kill the superior beings responsible for the destruction of old humanity.

Cookbook designer Bay Woods begins to notice strange things happening at his lake house. He could swear someone is visiting his gardens at night, leaving the wrought-iron gate open. And some of his clothes are missing, too. He soon realizes there might be a trespasser in the quiet neighborhood, and maybe something even more mysterious.<br><br>As summer stretches on, Bay notices an unusual number of fireflies every evening. One in particular seems to follow him around the property. Why exactly?<br><br>Then Bay learns his trespasser is the tall and handsome Christopher Lavre. Unsettling questions make him what Christopher’s link is to the fireflies at night. Or rather, one lightning bug in particular...

Naive Kyla sonan is about to be accepted into a group of powerful magicals known as the order of the five mirrors, as the keeper of the emerald mirror, this is an honour for her, but on the day of her initiation the emerald mirror transports her spirit back in time into the body of it's previous owner sena thornton. Through sena's eyes Kyla will see that the order of the five mirrors is not what she believes it to be. How things will unfold, only lady time will tell.

de·flected: When an object changes direction after hitting something, or the cause to deviate from an intended purpose. See examples Tiffany and Rowen Flanigan: After surviving the biggest sex scandal to rock major league soccer, the Flanigan’s are finally living the dream. They’re newlyweds, have great friends, and are both making names for themselves in their respective careers. They have goals for their future and big plans on how to make it all happen. But when a new and unexpected development suddenly arises, Tiffany and Rowen realize all those carefully made plans are about to become irrelevant. Things will never be the same when their lives are deflected. Contains explicit content and is recommended for ages 18+. Deflected is created by M.E. Carter, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

--- **Synopsis:** In the bustling metropolis of Urbantia, where the pulse of hip-hop reverberates through the streets, emerges a young lyricist known as ShadowVerse. Renowned for his electrifying performances and unparalleled rhyme schemes, ShadowVerse commands attention with every word he spits. Yet, ShadowVerse is more than a rapper; he harbors a secret lineage steeped in ancient mysticism. Descended from a line of arcane poets, he discovers his words hold the power to shape reality itself. Embracing this newfound ability, ShadowVerse embarks on a journey of self-discovery and adventure, navigating the dual worlds of urban culture and mystical realms. Guided by mentors who understand the delicate balance between hip-hop and magic, ShadowVerse learns to harness his abilities while facing formidable challenges. From battling rival emcees in rap cyphers to unraveling the secrets of his ancestry, ShadowVerse must master both the art of rhyme and the art of magic to protect his city and uncover the truth about his heritage. As ShadowVerse's fame rises in the underground scene, so too does his reputation among the hidden circles of mystics and sorcerers. With each verse he crafts, he uncovers more about his lineage and the ancient prophecies that foretell of a chosen one who will unite the realms of hip-hop and magic. But as dark forces gather, drawn by envy and a thirst for power, ShadowVerse faces his greatest challenge yet—balancing his responsibilities as a guardian and a performer, all while staying true to himself and his unique blend of urban swagger and mystical prowess. "RhymeFlow" is a tale of rhythm and resonance, of magic and mastery, where the power of words transcends realms and transforms destinies. Join ShadowVerse on an unforgettable journey through the streets of Urbantia and beyond, where every rhyme is a spell waiting to be cast, and every beat is a heartbeat of adventure.

Three descendants. A chosen one . A price . A sacrifice. My Firefly. My HOTARU

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?