acerbis skid plate

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] - This Novel is participating in the 2025 WebNovel Spirity Awards ^^ Due to unfortunate circumstances, "Ari" Ariel Matisse lived in the slums of Los Angeles, also known as Skid Row. One night, on his way home, he was killed while witnessing an old man getting beaten. When he woke up, he had been thrown into a dumpster, and a strange screen flashed across his eyes, and no matter how he looked at it, it reminded him of a status window in a game. [System Integration Complete!] [Become a Global Music Superstar!] For some reason, he gained a system that wanted him to join a survival show and become a globally famous idol. If he refused to complete his given tasks, he would die. But if he succeeded, he would have the money and power to change his life as well as get revenge against the person who killed him. P.s. this story is kind of a love letter to LA and the amazing blend of cultures (American, Asian, Hispanic, African, etc) that can be found there. I hope you all fall in love with the area as much as I love it.

At 16, Stacy Evans dropped out of high school in the hopes of moving on with his life. But four years later, he's stuck in an abusive relationship with Lamar, a "friend with benefits," and works long hours at a dead-end job just to get by.<br><br>Then his mother enrolls him in a program to earn his GED. There he meets Darian, a woodshop teacher who is everything Stacy's friends are not -- smart, successful ... and who seems to take a personal interest in helping Stacy turn his life around. The two develop a rapport that keeps Stacy after school just to spend extra time with him. In intimate moments alone, they grow closer than just student and teacher.<br><br>On the right track for once, Stacy has a chance to choose between his troublesome past and a promising future with Darian. But his jealous friends won't let him go so easily.

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My very first book, I really hope this gets at least some attention. I worked hard on this project, and I want advice on what to do.

Excerpt: "Introducing contestant number 1, Riya, one like no other, The only Qyshol you would never see and live to tell the tale...for now. Perhaps she got bored of snapping the lishas' necks and thought she would do a little exercise in this contest. Perhaps, being the strongest person ever is not a gift after all, or maybe, she is lonely." All could hear the smirk in his voice. He took a sip of the liquid in his cup, everyone knew it wasn't water but no one would risk telling him and losing their heads. "Contestant number two, don't let his name fool you he is nowhere near the light, the only one who can stand up to a qyshol...at least close enough to get killed excitingly." Everyone cheered, they cheered not because he was their favourite but because someone would get killed in the long run. "I present to you, Korren the xincta!!" He walked out pretty confident about himself like he wasn't scared the Qyshol would kill him. "The other contestants are not worth calling their names a waste of my breath, they can come out whenever they like. I am only here to watch the battle between these two" The xreo who would also be acting as the judge announced while he batted his eye at the contestants. "This is the run!!!!!!" The crowd erupted, everyone breaking anything or anyone in their way. ~~~~~~~~ In a world of no law, only the strongest rules, in other words only the Qyshol wins. A race of ten dimensions has begun, and the winner gets a chance to rewrite history, to be granted one wish. What happens when the Qyshol starts to feel defective, having feelings for a certain xincta, will she twat it and kill him immediately as usual or will she use him as a plaything and kill him later? No matter what he's going to die. That's what her evil reputation demands. The only problem with this race is that it has no rules. So seduction is allowed. ~~~~~~~~ There will be colourful words and colourful actions and colourful things. You get it by now.

I tried... I really did, but no matter how far I ran, the past always catches up... all I want is a normal college life. Is that too much to ask for?! How do you live peacefully when the past always haunts you? Arlie and Mila Have circumstances that one doesn't always come across, wanting to escape and live peacefully has never been harder for them. Especially when they both have different circumstances to get over.

Ace is a girl who is 12 and lives in a world called ACE. When she was young her mother left her and her twin brother with her dad. Her brother has something that she doesn't power in that world that she doesn't have so he tells her not to act as she knows him at school. Ace will learn to be strong and outstanding and develop something that she thought wasn't in her.

All it took was one wrong turn and Lacey had her whole life ripped out of her by the hands of the God of darkness himself.

Just when Trad thought he had escaped death, he realized it had been right before his eyes all along. But as he's led to his final destination, he begins to understand... sometimes surviving is only the beginning.

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!