bubble cuts

When Zhaozhao was ten years old, she was brought back to the Marquis household as the true daughter. Her parents doted on her, her brother was close, and even the fake daughter treated her with warmth. Zhaozhao once thought she was dreaming, and she treated them with all her heart. Until they personally sent her into the Tomb Guard City, a place that devours people whole, she realized she was merely brought back to exchange and protect the fake daughter. For five years in the city, the Marquis household ignored her. They let the sons of nobles from distinguished families use her as a punching bag, abusing and beating her, leaving no part of her intact. She died in despair the day before she was to leave the city. At the moment of her death, Zhaozhao awakened. — A hundred years ago, the ghostly gate opened, and the Ghost King led thousands of ferocious ghosts out of the underworld to wreak havoc on the world. She was originally King Yan of the underworld, descended to experience trials due to dereliction of duty. Once Zhaozhao opened her eyes again, The world changed colors, and she held the Book of Life and Death, transforming into King Yan to claim lives. Judging good and evil, slashing enemies. Once she gathered eighty-one evil souls and captured the Ghost King, she could return to her position. — On the day she left the city, the Marquis couple and her brother came personally to pick her up. Zhaozhao didn't even glance at them, turning to get into Prince Su's carriage. Her parents cursed her as an ungrateful ingrate, and her brother sneered that she would come crying back to beg them. Later, all of them knelt on the ground, crying, begging her to return home. Zhaozhao watched coldly. She would no longer want anything tainted. — Prince Su was born shrouded in Evil Qi, and anyone close to him would either die or be injured. Everyone thought he would be lonely for life. He had a delicate young lady by his side. She appeared to be pitiful and charming, but was ruthless and decisive behind the scenes. Once she absorbed the Evil Qi and gathered the evil souls, Zhaozhao planned to pat her butt and leave. Prince Su's eyes reddened, saying, "Zhaozhao, take this prince with you!"

At Nightingale Academy, where heroes are forged based on the destructive power of their abilities, Troy stands at the bottom of the hierarchy. His gift? Bubbles, harmless, fragile, and utterly unremarkable in a world where strength defines worth. Mocked by peers and ignored by the system, he struggles to prove that power isn’t just about destruction. But when a single night shatters his perception of what it means to be a hero, Troy is forced to confront the dark truth behind the heroes he once admired. In a world where justice is painted in shades of gray, he must carve his own path, one where power is redefined, and saving lives means more than just winning battles. Even if it means standing alone.

Bubbles… Soft, fragile, and fleeting. They drift without purpose, bursting at the slightest touch. They aren’t weapons. They aren’t threats. Just harmless playthings, forgotten the moment they vanish. But what if bubbles weren’t so innocent? What if, in a world of Hunters—where magic shatters mountains and fists split seas—someone awakened a Skill based entirely on bubbles? A joke. A death sentence. Goblins would laugh. The weak would pity him. The strong wouldn’t even bother to look twice. But powers can hide secrets. And some truths are buried in plain sight. When a nameless F-Rank awakens the “Bubble Skill,” no one expects him to survive. Let alone rise. However, the indomitable spirit of River Faelan refused to die. Step by step, he climbed to the top—shattering every limit placed on a “mere” Bubble Mage. He proved them all wrong. And he’ll do it again, Even if it means starting from the very bottom… for one more time. .... What to expect from this Novel: - Dungeons/Portals - Time Travel to the Past - Overpowered Protagonist - Creative use of Abilities/Skills/Powers - System/LitRPG - And more! Please send Power Stones/Golden Tickets/Gifts to support this Novel!

Pepper writes stories that span the gamut from humorous to heartfelt, however the common theme is crossing boundaries. Pepper's unique stories often tackle taboo topics such as mental illness and homelessness. Readers will find themselves questioning their own sense of right and wrong, attraction and desire. In addition to writing, the author is also an artist, an introverted recluse, a self proclaimed empath and a foodie. Pepper Pace can be contacted at: pepperpace.author@yahoo.com Kenya Daniels has led a life filled with missed opportunities. Now at the age of fifty-one she’s a lonely woman with two adult children who don’t need her, a mother who needs her too much, and a job that doesn’t give her the credit she deserves. When a mysterious envelope turns up on her desk, things take a turn towards the impossible and Kenya finds herself transported back to 1982 as a sixteen year old. Kenya must navigate through the 80s--again, with the knowledge and experience of a fifty-year old woman, while trying to find the way back to her original time. This Pepper Pace novel mixes humor, family, heartache and love with the twists and turns that Pepper Pace does so well. Everyone loves the 80s…unless you have to relive them.

50 years ago the world was destroyed through climate change. To escape total eradication through viruses and calamities, humanity built gigantic Islands, who float in the sea. But this wasn't the only change that happened 50 years ago. The humans themselves changed and managed to awaken abilities. These ability users live hidden in the world. Some of them are using their powers for the good of humanity and some only seek might and destruction. In this world, where not everything is black or white, a man appeared, who has no real connections to all this. He was just at the wrong time in the wrong place. He manages to awaken his own power and tries to get revenge for his dead friend. But what should he do with this power that tries to make him a hero? Is he really one? Can he risk his life for others? Follow me on Instagram for more Information @storytelling_hero or search for "Storytelling Hero"

In a reality where fate governs all, one being was never meant to wake. Severence was a name long lost to time, a figure buried so deep in history that even the gods dared not speak of him. Yet, despite their efforts, he has awakened. Not by fate. Not by design. But by something else. He remembers everything. The battles he fought. The gods he defied. The moment he took up The Unmaking, a weapon that does not kill but erases. The war that should have ended with his existence vanishing forever. And yet, here he stands once more. Whole. Alive. Awake. But he does not know why. Cast adrift in a multiverse of endless worlds—where heroes wage war, where gods weave their schemes, where titans clash and destinies are written—Severence searches for an answer. Every world recoils at his presence. Every being, mortal or divine, whispers his name in terror. Every force in existence seems desperate to deny him the truth. Something woke him. Something brought him back. But why? From the burning battlefields of the Holy Grail War to the war-torn realms of gods and monsters, from futuristic dystopias to cosmic battlegrounds—Severence walks the path beyond fate, seeking the answer hidden even from him. And with each world, the whispers grow louder. "He has awakened." "The blade that unmakes walks once more." "Even the gods cannot escape its cut." Severence simply tightens his grip on The Unmaking. Let the gods tremble. Let the universes break. He will carve his own path—until he finds the truth. A/N:**The art used for the cover is AI generated.** A/N:**All other characters except the OG belong to their respective creators.** **This is a fanfic**

Zhou Yu Jun did not expect that on the day of her coming of age celebration, her family would tell her the biggest secret they had been keeping about her. What response do you expect from a 15 year old girl, when informed of the calamity that would befall her in the next few days? Prepare yourselves? but what kind of preparation is right when you suddenly wake up in different universe, where this high school girl who living in this modern world suddenly find themselves in a universe when humans can fly (not fall by force or jump) and animals and plants can talk. Your basic science about physic, biology and technology will be nonsense here. So how the new girl will be fit in, in this new type of environment.

Soft, sweet, and charming, like candy that melts away on a hot day. But is it really just sugar that coats the day? How can one be sure it's all just a small piece of candy? Beneath the saccharine facade of that sweetness lies a darker truth. The sweetness hides pain, and the charming smiles conceal bitterness. Cracks begin to show, and the carefully constructed illusion starts to unravel, revealing what truly lies beneath.

Not every horror story gets released. Some are buried. Forgotten. Or never meant to be seen. These are the films that whisper in projection rooms, flicker through broken reels, and show up on tapes no one remembers recording. “Each novel is a standalone nightmare—scripted, cast, and directed by a man no one remembers hiring.” The Director. No one has seen his face. No one has survived two of his films. You're not reading a novel. You're watching his cut. Just pray he never turns the camera on you. --- ## Book 1: My Husband is a Serial Killer (and He Doesn't Know It) The reel clicks to life in an empty theater. Frame one: a woman's trembling hands holding a bloodstained journal. The handwriting inside matches her husband's perfectly—each confession detailing murders that made headlines, each date stamped with precision. Behind the camera, something breathes. Mara Lockwood thought she'd escaped her fractured past when she married Daniel Kessler—a gentle trauma therapist who forgets where he puts his keys, loses hours to daydreams, and loves her with desperate intensity. Their seaside home feels safe. Quiet. Until the journal surfaces from a locked drawer, its pages filled with Daniel's careful script describing acts of violence he swears he never committed. The camera never blinks. As bodies surface along the fog-drenched Oregon coast and Detective Elara Finch closes her investigation net, Mara faces an impossible choice: expose the man she loves or become his accomplice. Because the deeper she digs, the more she discovers about their shared time at Haven Creek Mental Health Facility—memories that were supposed to stay buried. Daniel's blackouts are getting worse. His sleepwalking more violent. And someone keeps leaving notes on Mara's windshield: "He doesn't remember what you made him do." In the projection booth, a clapperboard snaps. The Director adjusts his focus. He's been waiting for this story—one where the audience can't tell who's performing and who's just pretending to be real. Because if Daniel's the killer, Mara might be the reason he became one. And if she's covering for him... The film has already started. --- Disclaimer: All characters are original. Visual references are imagined and used for creative purposes only. No real person, actor, or public figure is involved or affiliated with this work. Poster concept and story by [D_Setia] Cover art generated using AI with original composition

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!