phil dirt and the dozers

Era la tarde calurosa con suave viento en la sucursal del cielo. Shelter una joven chica amante de la vida, soñaba con saborear el amor puro, ese que a cualquier que se acerque a el con mente carnal y corazón corrompido no podría probar. Ella solía reposar su alma y regocijar su espiritu con sublime adoración. Inspirada por su deseo fué llevada al lugar de las podibilidades y allí empezó. "Estaba arreglando algunas cosas del perfil antes de encontrarme con tu perfil y sentí algo en mi corazón diciéndome que hay algo especial en ti. " Phil, un joven chico amante de la vida, la lectura, los deportes, la poesía, la naturaleza, los animales, con grandes responsabilidades y virtudes, pero un apasionado por el amor! Ella ni siquiera lo conocía de vista. Pero esta vez ella se apresuró a leer lo que escribiste. Eso fué todo! Y esta es la verdad más profunda. Como si el destino los hubiera unido en la red. Como si los dioses hubieran decidido su vínculo en el cielo mucho antes de reunirse aquí en la tierra.! Una historia de amor que nos inspira amar sin medida. Amor, Amado, Amantes.! Y, ...fueron felices para siempre?

No one has ever achieved true perfection, but Abdellatef Sabrou—better known as Latef—came dangerously close. A legendary thief and master of deception, he orchestrated "nine flawless, artistic heists", each a masterpiece of illusion, manipulation, and precision. Banks, auction houses, and jewelry stores fell before his brilliance, their treasures vanishing as if by magic. But behind the elegance of his crimes lay a fractured mind. Schizophrenia blurred the lines between reality and delusion, turning Latef’s world into a labyrinth where he could no longer tell truth from illusion. And yet, through the chaos, his genius thrived. Crime became his art, the world his stage, and law enforcement his unwitting audience. Yet, for all his cunning, love never smiled upon him. He could outwit the most advanced security systems, but he could never hold onto a heart. Seven marriages, seven failures—a testament that even the most brilliant minds cannot master love. Now, long retired, Latef finally breaks his silence. He tells his story—the heists, the madness, the betrayals, and the illusions. But with a mind like his, one question remains: Is this the truth, or just another of his perfect deceptions?

"There are always people to be saved, at every place, at every era. So let's save them all!" In the middle of a war-torn land, a girl declared thus. She said she was the Demon Lord, the Bringer of Calamity, the Greatest of all Evils. And she extended her hand toward the hero, asking for his help. "Helping others is only natural, right?" she said. But humanity and demons cannot walk the same path. That was the belief. Nevertheless, the hero took her hand. For the hero knew, in his heart, that the world needed her "evil."

Welcome to Æstherfall, a cyberpunk metal planet where humanity's struggle for survival meets the enigmatic embrace of a world born of metal and electricity. Embark on a journey where the boundaries of technology and nature blur, and the very essence of what it means to be human is called into question. This is the chronicle of a world where soil is currency, and life blossoms amidst the metallic symphony.

Kael Renn, a genius farmer’s son from a forgotten planet, joins the ruthless Stellar Academy with a mysterious system that grants him powerful war strategies and technology. Facing elite rivals and deadly trials, he must rise from dirt to command the stars—and shape the fate of the Human Empire.

Dirt-poor in the real world, Kassidy dies in the dumbest way possible-crushed by a vending machine during a snack run. Instead of peace, she wakes up in a chaotic, game-like fantasy world... as a Mage with zero useful spells but one overpowered perk: infinite gold. No combat skills, no prophecy, no world-saving pressure-just her, a bottomless coin purse, and a personal quest to indulge in every ridiculous luxury this world has to offer. Why be a hero when you can be a very rich nobody? Updates: Weekly

Jon Bouche and Phil Deplha are fictional character that I created, neither have any determined gender and often find themselves in odd situations. Everything here is totally random, with nothing here made to be taken seriously AT ALL, just to be laughed at. These are incredibly short stories and should be released 2 or 3 times a week.

Fu Shinian, an extra character in the original book, awakens to find that her whole family are the vicious villains in the story. Her father, unable to establish relations with the Marquis Changping's residence, is demoted and exiled by the male lead. Her mother is beaten to death on the road to exile, and Aunt Cheng is humiliated to death protecting her chastity. Her elder brother opposes the male lead to win over the female lead and dies saving her. Her elder sister makes life difficult for the female lead, and after their father is exiled, she is divorced by the male lead and sent to a pleasure house. To protect her family and change their tragic fate, isn’t it fair for her to absorb all the male and female leads' fortunes? * [Ding! Male and female leads' fortune -1000, Fu Mansion's fortune +1000] Mr. Fu: "I attended the morning court session, why did His Majesty promote me again!" Madam Fu: "I went to the temple to offer incense, and the master said I was surrounded by a powerful purple aura!" Aunt Cheng: "How did the Cheng Family suddenly become the imperial merchants!" Elder Brother: "It seems like I suddenly have gained intelligence, I know all the exam questions!" Elder Sister: "How come right after I broke off the engagement, Little General Gu came to propose?" * The Marquis Changping can only live to 25, in two years the title will belong to the male lead? She frantically absorbs the fortunes of the male and female leads to boost the Marquis Changping's fortune! During the plague lockdown, Fu Shinian brings medicine and travels long distances into the city to safeguard his health. He understands the girl's intentions, but he only has two years left to live, how can he drag her down. However, why does his heart ache so much watching her with someone else? Finally, the Marquis Changping forces Fu Shinian into the corner of the study, lowering his head to seek her lips: "Niannian, I was wrong."

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?

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!