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Kingdom of the Three Kings Fair Oaks Prep isn't just a school—it's a battlefield where the Three Kings reign supreme. Their word is law, their favor is everything, and crossing them? Social suicide. Guess which camp I've stumbled into? Kingston Blake, the golden boy ruler, wants me crushed beneath his Gucci loafers. But my family bled themselves dry to get me here, and I refuse to become another notch on his belt of fallen enemies. Graduating is my only escape route, even if it means waging war against Fair Oaks' untouchable heir. Picture this: you're navigating halls where whispers follow your every move, knowing the most powerful guy in school has painted a target on your back—and you're clueless about why. Now amp that up with him being a billionaire's son and the star quarterback whose mission is to break you. Welcome to my senior year hell. Population: me. I never asked to be Kingston Blake's nemesis. But as the battle lines are drawn and every day becomes a struggle to survive, I'm discovering strengths I never knew I had. The shy bookworm is gone, replaced by someone who's learning to bite back. And the most twisted part of this war? With every clash, every heated glare, I'm starting to see cracks in Kingston's perfect façade. There's a storm brewing behind those icy blue eyes, and I'm not sure if I want to run from it... or dive right in. They say revenge is a dish best served cold, but as I rise from the ashes of Kingston's torment, I'm finding it burns hot enough to consume us both. The tables are turning, the underdog is growling, and Fair Oaks is about to learn that even kings can fall. Question is, when the dust settles, will Kingston and I be standing on opposite sides of the battlefield—or in each other's arms?

In the chaotic fever dream of Star-Spangled Shitholia—an America where samurai swords clash with Super PAC cash and the Constitution parties harder than a kegger at the Founding Fathers' frat house—follow the Bald Eagle Bounty Hunters, a crew of wisecracking odd-jobbers who'll fix your election fraud for the price of a freedom fry. Led by the pancake-obsessed ronin Jax Hawthorne, pint-sized powerhouse Lila Vargas, trivia-spouting straight-man Theo Beaumont, and cigar-chomping enforcer Big Bubba O'Malley, they dive headfirst into America's endless circus of scandals, from toupee-topped tyrants building moats to moat the poor, to tech overlords promising "disruptive democracy" via app-based impeachments. Blending Gintama-style absurdity with a Jon Stewart gut-punch to the body politic, this episodic roast skewers everything from viral vote-rigging dances to kale-fueled culture wars. Will they save the republic from itself... or just start a better reality show? Buckle up for an infinite ballot box of bullshit, where every chapter's a new outrage, and the only winner is the laugh track.

Hello everyone, I am the narrator, we are going to embark on a journey together; first of all we are going to describe the world where our stories will take place; but for that you must know a key word of our universe. Plasma.... A substance that for many only represents about 50% of the composition of the blood in our bodies, but here in Xibalba it represents... everything. There are 4 different types of Plasma with which any living being can be born and from this, if you are blessed, you can become an incomparable existence in the world but if you are cursed you can lose your humanity. Depending on the Plasma with which you are born you could develop certain abilities that allow you to manifest certain skills, the division is: Physical or Body Plasma: It allows you to change certain properties of your body, either form, composition or both but all this happens inside your body or on the surface. Who knows, you could be born with an intelligence never seen before... Or be able to transform into a dragon or maybe your only ability is to grow your toenails. Energy Plasma: Allows you to interact, control and even create certain forms of energy, so to speak is magic but at the same time is not limited by spells (Or maybe yes). You could control the 5 elements, you could manage some space-time or maybe you can just make your body glow in the dark. Organic Plasma: This is a special type of plasma that allows you to interact and influence other living entities. Maybe you can summon the dead, you could be a natural born beast tamer. merge with a dragon? Piece of cake.... if you are born with the ability. Otherwise you might only be able to talk to flies. Mutant Plasma: A certain type of plasma with mysterious properties, many of Xibalba's most legendary existences have this type of plasma... Will it be as incredible as the stories tell? Let's find out together. Did you think that's all? It's not that simple my friend, remember that all living beings in the world have plasma... Rare plants? nightmarish creatures? endless wars for incredible treasures? When they say imagination is the limit they surely mean our adventure. Did you think that's all? Since the living entities of our world will be so strong.... Why not give them a big and challenging enough world? Danger zones with impossible and extreme climates? Done heavenly minerals, natural wonders you've only seen in your dreams, unexplored areas so dangerous that no one knows what's inside? Done. Hidden dimensions and passages to other worlds? Done. References to mythologies, legends and ancient tales? Done

Centuries after most weres go feral, Gabal, Alpha of the Rocky Mountains, still sits upon his throne. Everyday, he can feel the webs of madness descend deeper into his mind. His only motivation, his only reason to push past the insanity, are the thousands of lives that hang in the balance should he fail. Driven further to the edge by the stress of a sudden plague, Gabal is left with no other choice than to seeking outside help from a nefarious witch, said by many to harm more than she helps. Centuries after most witches sink deep into the inky temptation of dark magic, Aiofe, the Life Witch, worked purely with the forces of nature. She had a quaint life in the countryside of Ireland. She follows the every day monotony, choosing to leave adventure behind in place of a more stable existence. Serving her community with home grown produce, spending her time with plenty of romance books, and doing all she can to mask the ever present ache in her heart. Two souls on a path of self destruction, both Hell-bent on waiting for that special someone. The Goddess has been waiting, She has been watching, and She has big plans for them both.

BALLS IN YOUR JAWS BABY UEAHHHHJ Uh man obsessed with ball, but does what it in his jaws? Or does jaws want to be his balls? HMMMMMMMMMM

In a post-Virat-Rohit era, Indian cricket is in crisis. To rebuild the national team, the BCCI launches the most intense talent hunt in history: “Bat & Ball.” Among 44 young players, one silent, unorthodox batsman named Aryan Raj stands out — not for power, but for precision, mindset, and obsession to win. This is not just a game. It’s a war of ego, emotions, and explosive cricket rivalries — watched by international legends and driven by media madness. Who will survive the trials? Who will lead India next?

“Abdishakur Mohammed hits the three pointer!!, he truly is one of a kind!”. Abdishakur Mohammed, a Somali boy from England with dreams to make it to the NBA and soar above the rest. Standing at only 6’2 playing point guard and shooting guard. His undersized body may draw some concern, but he walks forward with conviction knowing what his determined to. “Who’s your favourite player?” One reporter asks. “Kobe Bryant, his my goat”. “I try to incorporate his mamba mentality in to my game” he replied. Watch on as he takes on the likes of bronny James, Mikey Williams and the future players of basketball!! —— This is set in 2018, at the start of the story he’ll be 13. Dropped. I will be rewriting the whole story again with a fresh new mind.

The joy of playing hoops, competing against the best and finding yourself.

Hola a todos, yo soy el narrador, vamos a embarcarnos en un viaje juntos; primero que nada vamos a describir el mundo donde ocurrirán nuestras historias; pero para eso deben conocer una palabra clave de nuestro universo. Plasma.... Una sustancia que para muchos solo representa el alrededor del 50% de la composición de la sangre de nuestros cuerpos, pero aquí en Xibalbá representa... todo. Existen 4 diferentes tipos de Plasma con las que cualquier ser vivo puede nacer y a partir de esto, si eres bendecido, puedes volverte una existencia incomparable en el mundo pero si eres maldecido puedes perder tu humanidad. Dependiendo del Plasma con el que nazcas podrías desarrollar ciertas habilidades que te permitan manifestar ciertas habilidades, la división es: Plasma físico o corporal: Te permite cambiar ciertas propiedades de tu cuerpo, ya sea forma, composición o ambas pero todo esto sucede dentro de tu cuerpo o en la superficie. Quien sabe, podrías nacer con una inteligencia nunca vista... O poder transformarte en un dragón o quizá tu única habilidad sea hacer crecer las uñas de tus pies. Plasma energético: Te permite interactuar, controlar e incluso crear ciertas formas de energía, por decirlo de alguna forma es magia pero a la ves no esta limitado por conjuros(O tal ves sí). Podrías controlar los 5 elementos, podrías manejar alguna les espacio-temporal o quizá solo puedas hacer que tu cuerpo brille en la oscuridad. Plasma orgánico: Es un tipo de plasma especial que te permite interactuar e influir con otras entidades vidas. Quizá puedas invocar a los muertos, podrías ser un domador nato de bestias. ¿Fusionarte con un dragón? Pan comido.... si naces con la habilidad. De lo contrario quizá solo seas capaz de hablar con las moscas. Plasma mutante: Cierto tipo de plasma con propiedades misteriosas, muchas de las existencias más legendarias de Xibalbá tienen este tipo de plasma... ¿Será tan increíble como cuentan las historias? Vamos a averiguarlo juntos. Haa... ¿creías que solo eso? No es tan sencillo amigo, recuerda que todos los seres vivos en el mundo tienen plasma... ¿Plantas raras?¿Criaturas de pesadilla? ¿Guerras interminiábles por tesoros increíbles? Cuando se dice que la imaginación es el límite de seguro se refieren a nuestra aventura. Pero, ¿Creías que solo eso? Ya que las entidades vivas de nuestro mundo serán tan fuertes.... ¿Por que no darles un mundo suficientemente grande y desafiante? ¿Zonas de peligro con climas imposibles y extremos? Hecho. ¿Minerales celestiales, maravillas naturales que solo has visto en tus sueños, zonas inexploradas tan peligrosas que nadie sabe lo que hay dentro? Hecho. ¿Dimensiones ocultas y pasajes a otros mundos? Hecho. ¿Referencias a mitologías, leyendas y cuentos antiguos? Hecho Se que es algo tedioso este capítulo 0 pero es necesario para entender ciertos aspectos de la magnitud del mundo y la avaricia que he tenido al querer escribir algo así y que dure más de 10 capítulos. No quiero Spoilear más pero todo tendrá un sistema de "rangos" definido por así decirlo, hay dos cosas que quiero aclarar, las dos cosas más importantes son "El grado del plasma" Es decir, que tanto potencial tiene para ser más poderoso y la "Concentración del plasma" En nuestro mundo el plasma representa solo el 1% de la sangre al nacer..... ¿Qué pasará cuando llegue al 100%? ¿Incluso más? Ahora, si llegaron hasta aquí quiero agradecerles por tomarse el tiempo de leer y notificarles que estaré haciendo una sección de Q&A en cada capítulo. ¡Nos leemos pronto!

Kuro Yūki est rejeté par son équipe de basketball un jour en rentrant chez lui après un entraînement éprouvant il remarque une lettre qui lui est adressé par La FJB ( FÉDÉRATION JAPONAISE DE BASKETBALL) il est invité au projet de basket Final Shot qui va durer jusqu'à ses 18 ans , là bas il est bien décidé à comme tout les meilleurs basketteur mineur japonais à devenir le numéro 1 mondial en étant le premier des égocentrique.. c'est ça Final Shot