steam clean walls

In a world where mysticism and steam industry coexist, cursed objects, the Reception Bureau, and Evil God fanatics... That year, the King was bedridden with illness, the successor was inexperienced, and power slipped away, leaving the empire teetering. That year, external forces gathered around the empire, and foreign civilizations eyed it covetously. That year, the prophet delivered a prophecy that the era of civilization was nearing its end. That year, Ethan arrived at a small town on the outskirts of the imperial capital. To survive in this perilous era, he began practicing Fireball Skill. Years later, Ethan looked at the meteor falling from the clouds and realized there was a problem. The beginner Magic he learned seemed a bit off.

“CLICK-CLACK. A message notification sound broke the dormitory's silence. The message contained only four characters. Ban Feng, save me!" In order to save a friend's life, Li Banfeng had gone to Platform 96, boarded the 1160 Steam Train, and arrived in Puluo State, which lingered in the steam era. After getting off the train, Li Banfeng felt like he was the most eye-catching man on the platform—truly radiant. He even had the distinct illusion that his body was emitting light. "Mommy, that man has light on him!" said a child behind him. He stood there, frozen. "Sir, what's wrong? Sir? Sir… You haven't been touched by the Heavenly Light, have you?!"

Exposing his abuser through a controversial book was the best thing that happened to Yoo Haneul’s childhood. But growing up being pestered by the public turned everything against him, and now, the young author becomes the cold-hearted, indifferent omega who uses alphas to escape his reality. But then he was rejected by the soft, over-thinking alpha – Jung Sangcheol. And a few bad encounters and a night of drinking later, the strong walls he built start to crack. How will the nonchalant alpha break the remaining walls complete? And will the detached omega finally let someone in? --- An original campus omegaverse AU, with none of the heavy alpha-dominating-omega storyline. [Warning] An angsty omegaverse with sensitive content. Not for the easily triggered. Proceed with caution! Also, contains Mature Contents later in the story. It’s a slow-burn, sexy time comes later ;)

*R-18 Contains Adult situations and Explicit Sexual Content and Profanity* Not for readers 17 and under. **This is a sequel to If These Walls Could Talk, you could read this first but I highly suggest you read the first one. Just so you are not confused when certain events are referenced. Thanks :)** I watched my best friend fall in love with an amazing woman, a woman that I had wanted for myself before his feelings developed, but he didn't know. I can't be mad at anyone other than myself for not taking a chance when I had it. So instead of being upset about it, I'm going to be happy for them both, they're happy together and I could never betray either of them by destroying their happiness. I envy them still though, I hate feeling like this. Hopeless. I wish I could find my own partner, one that could satisfy my sexual desires just as much as my emotional desires. But what are the chances of that happening?

Dr. Amy Micheals decides to leave the city and her successful career behind and join the Navy. She is enlisted on the Navy ship of Captain Zac Brown who will soon find, that he cannot live without Amy. They take a ride through the rough waters of the sea and the war they find themselves in. Will their love be able to survive all the obstacles they have to go through? Come and join me on their journey to true love.

In the 15th year of Lolan’s independence, Luo En transmigrated to this world. But because his system needed six months to load, he had to make use of his own know-how to open a bar in the city and use the bar to familiarize himself with this new universe he was in. But the location of the bar was poor, so the only customer he had was a man named Charles. This man was a very strange one who enjoyed asking Luo En about the country. He would ask about matters concerning the military, the people, and any other topic that would have seemed potentially treasonous. “What sort of person do you think the current king of Lolan is?” “Which side do you think is more likely to win the war between Lolan and Waoh?” “Which of the king’s sons do you think is most suitable to be the next king?” Charles’ questions were always so bold. Luo En was always on the verge of rolling his eyes. As a top student of the 21st century who was well versed in military matters and history, these brainless questions were an insult to his intelligence. But since Charles always spent so much money here, he decided to just answer some of Charles’ questions. “The current king of Lolan is a good king who’s hard to come by. His legacy will definitely go down in history!” “Before him, Lolan was a divided nation where the aristocrats took control of everything, oppressing the people and making their lives difficult. White Horse City and Sunset City were filled with poor and hungry people, even selling their children to make ends meet and eating absolutely anything they could find. It was such a tragedy.” “Thankfully, the current king united the country and gave the people a peaceful and stable environment to live in. At the same time, he set new laws to help the people come out of their post-war poverty…” “So, I think the current king is a truly wise man, a good king who comes once every millennium!” After hearing these words, the king in disguise at the bar felt his heart palpitate. “You know me the best!”

All credit goes to the author and the editors , i am merely a fan and just want to share this awesome story . Introduction: Su Yang was bound to a ‘Slag Shou Redemption System’. Every world he entered as a Slag Shou who has been spurned by the Gong. In order to return home as soon as possible, he began the cautious journey of strategizing to take down the gongs who no longer love him. Later, he discovered that these mission targets who were supposed to have normal attributes were all freaking abnormal! In the face of this rabid bunch of bigshots, Su Yang was forced down the road of ‘You abuse my body, I abuse your heart, after all the abusing is done, I make a run for it’. ╮(╯▽╰)╭ This story is also known as: “I say I’m not a slag shou, do you believe me?” “The days of being a scapegoat in different worlds.” “One word out of line will trigger Hell mode.” Tentative Worlds: The President’s Unfaithful Lover The Wángye’s Runaway Fiancée The Crime Lord’s Undercover Boyfriend The Ghost King’s Cold Scholar The Emperor’s Trusted Eunuch The Marshal’s Adopted Omega Son The Lord of the Apocalypse’s Zombie Lover Only available till Arc 3 ............. NOT MY STORY!! JUST UPLOADED FOR FUN !! SUPPORT ORIGINAL TRANSLATORS AND AUTHOR !! TRANSLATOR - https://deepdreamtranlations.home.blog/the-strategy-of-washing-clean-a-slag-shou/#:~:text=Introduction%EF%BC%9A,who%20no%20longer%20love%20him.

One woman was supposed to be a Queen but lost her kingdom and was exiled to a city to be it's City Lord. The other woman lost her chance to become an Empress. Can these two strong women build the city of Tomorrow?

"You will call me, Mistress. I am your Master now and you have no choice in what I do to you. Do you understand me?" "Yes, Mistress." Lirael loves her sex life, she enjoys the no strings attached while still having fun. But what happens when someone disrupts her routine and makes her crave something more than just sex? Can she work through her past trauma and handle the uncertainty that comes with what's being offered? R18 Profanity, Explicit Sexual Content, Adult Situations & Topics of Past Abuse Occur, If you are sensitive to these, I advise reading a different story. This is the story of a dominatrix/Impact player, some themes, experiences and reactions are inspired by real life events.. However, this is mainly a work of fiction as told in whole, any and all places, people or interactions have been altered and heavily embellished for the purpose of this story.

On the land, thorns of steel rise in wild profusion. The grinding roar of interlocking gears shakes the heavens, while black smoke veils the skies. Scorching steam surges through iron pipelines, and supercomputers hum softly alongside the whispered secrets of code cards. Blinding white light traces the passage of time, as red fluids seize the throat of fate. Bolts and rivets stand for justice, calibers and artillery assert their dominion. Steel roars, and blades hiss in reply.