replacing bathroom faucet

What's the most important thing upon arriving in an alternate world? Zhao Guang believed that the first issue to address was how to keep oneself warm. More importantly, he needed to get rid of the porcupine that was very interested in him...

Ever since they were little kids in kindergarten, Nola had to take her friend Elon to the bathroom with her because she was too afraid to do so herself. "This is just a phase" he thought to himself, but even now, as senior high school students, she STILL can't go the bathroom without Elon beside her. He's getting fed up with it.

Nothing ordinary seemed to happen in the small, sleepy ghostlike town in Supernaturalville. Everything doesn’t seem real. Twelve-year-old Sandra Starbright believes her bathroom mirror is cursed by having a haunted boy living in her mirror. Supernaturalville welcomes the dead who want to walk the earth and make the living suffer the consequences of coming back to life. The boy haunting Sandra’s bathroom mirror at her house, is making the girl’s life miserable. She doesn’t want to be friends with a ghost who’s living in her bathroom mirror. Because Freddy, the boy in the bathroom mirror just wants to use her and control her fear and make her believe Freddy is somebody she can trust. Will Sandra get along with Freddy to make her believe she belongs with the world of the dead living in the Better Place? Where Freddy wants to take Sandra and make her, his princess. And worship the living dead zombie king who promises Sandra will have a good life with a purpose to live forever. Or be cursed to entertain a ghost who annoys Sandra in her haunted bathroom mirror.

On Kalista's 7th Anniversary, she leaves work early, excited to surprise her husband. However, the surprise turns sour when she discovers her husband's affair in the bathroom. Sobbing, she hurriedly exits and knocks into a tall man, his dark auburn hair with a medium side part, and gentle blue eyes staring back at her.

I spent a million dollars on plastic surgery for a disfigured actor, molding him into the spitting image of my husband, Julian Sterling, before signing him to a contract to be my companion. I thought Julian wouldn't care. After all, during our seven-year marriage, I collapsed from overwork in my office while he was vacationing in Europe. The day my mother passed away, he was at a charity gala, basking in the adoration of the media. When I had a skiing accident and was rushed to the emergency room, the doctors warned my life was in danger. His only response was to have his assistant send a black card with a terse message: "It's fine as long as she's not dead." He was a Wall Street tycoon who could move markets with a flick of his wrist, and he was notoriously cold and heartless. Just when I had resigned myself to playing the part of the dutiful wife, a tweet sent the internet into a frenzy. Julian—a man so obsessed with his career he saw women as mere distractions—had abruptly canceled a press conference for half his corporation's projects. The reason? To jet off around the world with an influencer named Chloe, someone he’d just met. So I ran. I vanished from his world completely. Just as I was beginning to find solace in the gentle affection of Julian's stand-in, the door to my apartment was kicked open. Black-suited bodyguards instantly sealed every exit. Julian, his bespoke suit cutting a sharp figure under the glaring lights, strode toward me. With bloodshot eyes, he ripped me from the other man's arms. "Elara, have you had enough of this nonsense?"

Zeus is dead, and the throne of Olympus stands empty. To prevent their war from reaching the mortal realm, the gods created the Sanctuary, a vast battlefield sealed from the world of men and divided into divine regions,. There, each god summons their chosen warriors to fight in their name. The rules are simple: conquer the lands of other gods, destroy their chosen, and claim their regions. When only one army remains, their patron will ascend as the new King of Olympus and the chosens shall receive the completion of a wish. For thousands of years, the war has raged without a victor. Icarius, a humble villager from a nowhere land, is suddenly summoned to join Ares’s army. He wants nothing to do with divine wars, his only wish is to return home to his only family, his little brother Giorgios. But in a world where gods play with mortal lives, even the purest wish can be twisted into a weapon.

What if one day, you find an alien in your bathroom...? Would you run away and report to the police or start chatting with him out of curiosity..! He claims he is here to save the world. Would you believe him or rather kick him out of your house? Get ready for a wonderful journey or fun, laughter, mystery and action!

Just stories written while im on the toilet or in the restroom in general

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I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?