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Z was a deadly assassin, feared in the underworld. On what was supposed to be a routine mission with his best friend, he was betrayed and killed. But death wasn't the end. He woke up in a new body—that of Axel, a delicate, fame-showered member of a popular boy band. And to make matters worse, Axel was what most would call a twink. Just when Z thought things couldn’t get stranger, he discovered that the leader of the boy band, Jayvaughn, was none other than the infamous soldier even the most ruthless criminals feared. Z tried to keep his distance, planning to quietly live out this bizarre new life. But there was one problem: Axel’s overwhelming feelings for Jayvaughn. Every time Z tried to ignore him, the emotional pull nearly knocked his soul out of alignment. Jayvaughn had never paid Axel much attention—until now. After Axel’s sudden personality shift, Jayvaughn found himself curious… then intrigued… then dangerously close to falling. Now Z finds himself caught between surviving in this new life and resisting the pull toward the one man he’s supposed to avoid at all costs.

[ The cold and domineering aura] [Calm and gentle personality] [Girl of the group] [Child-Like Immature character] The typical-timid out of this world Bai Shin Lin has transverse to a parallel historical world and the first thing that comes to her mind was to form her own boygroup. "why not create my own boyband! This world is as good as half dead without the lively music and awesome dance steps" upon declaring and realizing that it's not that easy, she struggles as to recruit her own members and to find the right tune of this world full of treachery and malice. *photo cover edited Previously titled ( princess prestige: boyband in another world)

People say that if you catch the mythical beast called Tikbalang, and pluck its golden hair out, you can make a single wish of anything you want. But a mere myth like that isn't enough to move everyone's heart and make them believe. Only those who truly have powers that have seen the world from above, individuals with great ambitions and desires, will dare search for the whereabouts of such a mythical beast. All in hopes for their own wish to be granted. All in hopes of gaining absolute strength, supreme authority, and immortality to live and rule the world for all eternity. But across all the ages, no one has ever caught the mythical beast. Yet Jax and his friends, a band of thieves who live in the wild, never imagined that they were actually raised and guided by that very mythical beast. And they later found out that the mythical beast, Tikbalang, had already been caught by someone with its golden hair already plucked out.

Der Regen prasselte in dichten Strömen auf die grauen Dächer der Stadt. Danny zog die Kapuze seines Sweatshirts tiefer ins Gesicht und steckte die Hände in die Taschen, während er durch die leeren Straßen schlenderte. Es war spät, und die Neonlichter der geschlossenen Geschäfte tauchten den Gehweg in ein kaltes, künstliches Licht.

1981. Small-town nobodies. No label. No future. Just noise. Until the sound hit. Gritty. Wild. Untamed. The band Saints was born in a garage no one believed in. But when their music explodes onto the underground scene, they go from local outcasts to the face of a revolution. Arena tours, magazine covers, screaming fans it’s all happening fast. But the world of rock isn’t just glory. It’s pressure. It’s betrayal. It’s control. As industry giants close in and rival bands circle like vultures, staying true to the music might be the hardest gig of all. This is our story. How we broke the rules. How we changed everything. How we became legends. We weren’t made for fame. We forged it. This series contains mature themes including drug use, alcohol abuse, strong language, and adult lifestyles reflective of the 1980s rock scene. Depictions of sex, while referenced, are non-explicit and fade to black. Reader discretion is advised.

What happens when you join the Marching Band? You play music of course, but there are also the band romances that make you stop and think. Maybe Danny will find more than just a friend. Danny is a musician at heart. Everyone in her family plays an instrument. Her Freshman year is coming up and she has to decide what to play and what to be in. Around April a sign-up sheet for Marching Band shows up on her doorstep. Signing up, she doesn't realize what she has gotten herself into. Jackson comes from a line of trumpets and other horn players. He was expected to join Marching Band as did his older brother Chase. He signed up and prepared for the first day of practice. On the first day of band camp, no one expected to be worked so hard in their life. Danny joined the Drumline and marched the second bass. Jackson played trumpet. The two will meet, but will their friendship become more? Read to find out!

Jadis is a normal school girl. Not popular, not so smart, not friendly, not sociable. Most of the time, she likes to stay quiet in the corner, headphones on, and a sheet of paper to draw. She doesn't like talking about rumors or gossiping about other people. Karlee is one hell of a pain in the ass. A problem child. He always gets into trouble and super badass. Jaz is a very creative and fun-loving type of guy. Happy-go-lucky, having more money and luxury in life, he doesn't care much about other people. Quite popular with girls. When all three of them meet, what will Jadis do to get along with two clashing bad boys? How will they become a group of musicians loving the same thing at the same time? Or loving the same person at the same time? .....

I'm a sophomore in high school and I did something no band student should ever do, and saw something no band student should ever see. Now I carry this burden that can not be shared with anyone, not even the directors. Even if I did try I couldn't, not that they can do anything, y'know being dead and all.

Die Welt war still geworden – eine trügerische Stille, die über den Drachenreichen lag wie ein sanfter Nebel, der die Narben des letzten Krieges verbarg. Ein Jahr war vergangen, seit Danny in Zyrrhalis die Schatten zurückgedrängt und das Gleichgewicht wiederhergestellt hatte. Die Lieder der Barden erzählten von diesem Triumph, von einem Menschen, der die Dunkelheit nicht nur bekämpfte, sondern in sich selbst akzeptierte, um das Licht zu retten.

Prologue 1 So my story starts with the day that I was born, my parents already had two kids and in their eyes, two kids and two parents were the perfect families but then I came. My mom couldn't bear to give me away cause I was so cute when I was born so they ended up keeping me, but then when I started to grow and get older that is when they started to change. The first just gave me more chores to do when I came home from school, then they kept asking me to not talk unless I am told to. After a while my brother and sister who are 3 years older than I started to treat me just like my parents but they had kids from their school beat me up sometimes but my parents didn't care about me getting beat because they just said that they deserve it. There were so many times that I thought of just hurting myself, but I was only around eight years old; no eight years old should be thinking this but with the way that friends and family mostly treat me it just comes to my mind a lot. Things started to get worse around the end of the year when my father started to drink because he thought that his life was so worse because of me, well one night I was just finishing my homework late at night since I had to do everything in the house than out of nowhere my dad came barging in with a beer bottle in his hand and being all slurry. "You little brat should have never been born. I wish you weren't here, but tonight I will have my fun with you." He said in a serious tone. I was getting scared of what he was going to do and all of a sudden he threw me on the floor, hitting me, kicking me, punching me; everything possible. But then he didn't something that I thought that no father would ever do to their child, he started to rape (I won't go into details) when he was done he just left me there to clean myself up. The next morning I was still feeling the pain of what my so-called father did to me. I got dressed ready for school since it was only Friday but then both of my parents came into m