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In the magical Yarran World, a group of extraordinary professionals ventured into dangerous places for knowledge, wealth, thrill, and honor, exploring secrets hidden in the depths of time. Coexisting with dangers, they were given a fitting name—adventurers. With so many adventurers around, there would be a few oddballs, of course. Take for instance, the swordsman who used to be a thirsty hedonist and now spent his days looking for ways to put his life in danger; the knight who saw gold coins as his ultimate pursuit; the schizophrenic and overly curious priest, and the genius mage who was prone to zoning out and could not care of himself. What kind of strange stories would these kooky individuals create when they came together? Alright, all the above are just nonsense. In truth, this is a casual story of an abnormal, unscrupulous middle-aged man and a few problematic girls undergoing self-therapy- I mean, seeking redemption. You have been solemnly warned that this story is purely fictional. If there is any glaring similarity, you probably need self-therapy too.

Nota del autor: El comienzo de la historia es muy lento y cliché. Dale una oportunidad hasta que el wisp llegue a las ciudades humanas. Es en ese punto donde el encanto del libro se muestra (¡Alrededor del capítulo 20, todo gratis!). ¿Qué pasaría si un wisp, con cero EQ sobre la cultura y los hábitos humanos, tiene la oportunidad de finalmente lograr forma humana? ¿Ahora puede entrar en las ciudades, experimentar la tecnología y luchar para llegar a la cima, verdad? En este universo donde los wisps son vistos como nada más que recursos, un wisp se levanta para desafiar el destino de los wisps. No sin causar muchos malentendidos en su camino, por supuesto…

“Excuse me.” “Can I help you with something sir?” Turning in a rage, “will you give the young lady that get wet, this money for me please?” “I am sorry Sir, but I cannot do that.” “Then kindly check and see if she has fainted or something, the length of time women takes to change.” “Sir, you don’t understand, the young lady left almost ten minutes ago.” “Was she badly hurt?” He tried to relax realizing, 'Jezell was right, the young lady makes me feel on edge, but why? Seeing her in the mall for the first time, when she collided into us, it was not planned it was an accident, she seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere, but why were she smiling even when Jezell was rude by showing her the third finger. No one has ever gotten under my skin like that before and it irritates the hell out of me, then her running in front the car, I know it was not on purpose. I could see she was in pain but why didn’t she say something, someone else might have shouted at me because I was wrong, and why was I so ignorant, I didn’t even know it was her.’

Frida, a first-year medical student, has always been focused on academics, with no time for relationships or intimacy. Though her friends tease her for being a prude, they don’t know about the wild fantasies she keeps locked away, wondering if anyone would ever see her for who she truly is. Laziel her ex-best friend turned enemy, a tech genius and adrenaline-fueled F1 racer who’s every girl’s dream but her personal nightmare. Their shared past is full of unresolved tension and high school scandals she’d rather forget. When Frida starts receiving mysterious red sticky notes promising to bring her most forbidden fantasies to life, she’s intrigued and terrified. But as the anonymous promises heat up, her imagination betrays her, and the faceless lover in her fantasies starts to look a lot like Laz. What happens when desire crosses the line into obsession? And what if her enemy is the one person who knows exactly how to make her wildest dreams come true?

When shy teen musician Kael uploads a rough demo, he never expects it to grab the attention of a rising studio. Thrown into the underground music scene, Kael must confront doubt, pressure, and his past as he fights to find his voice—on the mic and in life. Story was written 1 year ago

First draft didn't work out for me. I'm a beginner, still learning the craft. This was my first attempt at writing, so I'm bound to make mistakes. I'll be starting fresh soon with a better approach.

She smiled like spring. He stayed quiet like winter. Lin Keqing, the soft-spoken new girl, never meant to stand out. Gu Yuyan, the cold top student, never meant to care. But one day, a note appears. “I heard your rhythm.” “I wrote you a reply.” A secret paper exchange begins— and with it, an invisible thread between two people who never expected to be seen. As whispers grow louder than voices, and silence becomes their only language, Lin Keqing and Gu Yuyan must choose: Hide their hearts—or risk letting them bloom. A tender coming-of-age story about music, memory, and the quiet kind of love that heals.

**Jamie lowered himself so that his face met mine. "Are you stupid?,” he spat, cocking his head to the side. 
"Jamie!” I rushed between gasps, "you're hurting me." 
Pulling my head forward a few inches, he then slammed it back against the wall. My ears began to make a sharp ringing sound, and I had to close my eyes in order to try and silence the pain.** Isobel Tully accepts her abusive relationship as something that's meant to be, a karmic consequence of her past. She believes wholeheartedly that she deserves nothing better than her life with Jamie… But then she meets local musician Will. Kind, funny, insanely attractive Will... and he just so happens to find out her secret. As her existence at home becomes more and more unbearable, Isobel must decide if she's willing to risk her life for the opportunity to have the one she's always wanted, but will she get tangled up in a web of lies before she gets the chance? All Rights Reserved.

Everyone wants to be Immortal. But when one actually achieves that goal, everyone asks themselves the same question: 'What do I do now?' Some have an answer in the beginning, and some don't. Eventually, those who hit the ground running, slow to a standstill. Those who started slow, eventually soar freely among the heavens. However, both types will come to a standstill many more times than once throughout their existence. I, myself, contemplated for a while about my next venture. Ultimately, I wanted to write my memoirs and give my fellow immortals something to keep them entertained. As I thought of the past, I came up with the idea to write my cultivation notes. Real cultivation notes. Not on a single sword art or martial skill. Not about some Dao or occupation. My name is Orym Vamoria. Orym in the Elvish tongue means 'Ten Thousand Skills.' I'm going to write about how I've mastered them all. During my first life, a great martial artist had a saying: "I fear not the man who has practiced 10,000 kicks once, but I fear the man who has practiced one kick 10,000 times." Tell me, do you think he would fear a man who practiced ten thousand skills more than ten thousand times? Haa, I wonder... Anyways, the journey began long before I was born on the Chaos Serpent Planet. My journey started on a planet destroyed eons ago --Earth. Pay attention because even the smallest life detail can affect your cultivation. Written in First Person Omniscient: A rare form of the first person is the first person omniscient, in which the narrator is a character in the story, but also knows the thoughts and feelings of all the other characters. It can seem like third-person omniscient at times.

A collection of old journals for a child that was never born, and still has yet to be.