bluey stories

Bluey Heeler and her fam are going on a trip to the USA! She and her family are exited beyond words, but as the trip progresses, the Heelers run into multiple, silly, ridiculous pickles.

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[Two Chapters/Day... Unless I'm really busy. Like I am til the 20th.] What weight would you put on life? Is it something sacred? Or something you can just toss aside the second it gets inconvenient? Would you consider life to be a sum of all lively experiences or just the art of existing? Even if the existence itself was empty? Elyan was but a human who didn't know how to answer any of those. But humans can learn, they can grow, after all, they are alive. This is the tale of a man trying to get back up on his feet after everyone he knew left him to rot. This is a tale about trying to find meaning through the absence of life. A tale trying to explore death. This is a tale recalling the rise of Death Incarnate. *** Art by taekwonkim. I did not commission this god-tier artist. https://discord.gg/dkSzcwa3DM (character design and more) [THIS RE-UPLOAD IS JUST TO CHECK IF I'M GETTING SHADOWBANNED OR NOT. CUZ THE NUMBERS DON'T MATCH UP.]

I’m really good at writing a synopsis so just read it if you’d like _______________________________________ I’ll try my best to do a weekly update

"Jika waktu ini habis apa aku akan kembali?." "Tentu kau akan kembali dan semua akan seperti semula." apa aku bermimpi aku mendengar seseorang berbicara pada ku?. walau samar aku mendengar nya, BERISIK.... Dia mengusik telingaku DIAAAMMMM..... !!!! ........ "Hanya aku tak ingin waktu ini habis."

Sasha is a Gold digger with daddy issues, finding her match...someone, with a lot of Principle Ash...with sexual tensions...rising between her and her sugardaddy, on why her sugar daddy never touched her... but... for some reason... very touchy to this new butler; Ash. Sasha has suspicions... But she can't help.... falling in love, on Ash before everything else. What would happen next?

"But even in the darkness I could still see his soul, and its color was a deep blue." His soul is shattering, reaching out to anyone willing to take it and put it back together, but all her efforts to help him only result in their suffering.

Heroes. Icons of hope. Defenders of the weak. They are not bound by duty, nor are they compelled by law. And yet, they rise. They stand between chaos and order, not because they must, but because they choose to. That choice—the willingness to fight for others—is what makes them more than just people with powers. It makes them legends. Every child dreams of being one. Of soaring through the skies, of standing tall against the forces of evil, of hearing their name chanted by the people they save. To be strong. To be admired. To matter. Kevin Trades once shared that dream. But dreams are fragile things. The cold wind howled past his ears as he plummeted. The night sky stretched above him, a canvas of stars indifferent to the boy who had just been thrown from a rooftop. The world around him blurred, city lights twisting into streaks of yellow and white. His body twisted midair, arms flailing as he reached for anything—something—to stop his fall. But there was nothing. Only gravity’s cruel embrace pulling him down, faster and faster. Then—impact. Pain exploded through his body. He hit the pavement hard, his vision flashing white before turning to darkness. For a moment, there was nothing but silence. The world felt distant, like a bad dream he couldn’t wake from. Then, the taste of metal filled his mouth. A weak cough escaped his lips, splattering liquid onto the cold concrete beneath him. He forced his eyes open, the dim glow of a nearby streetlight illuminating the substance pooling by his face. It wasn’t red. Blue. A deep, rich blue, glistening under the light like liquid sapphire. Kevin’s breath hitched. His trembling fingers reached out, touching the unnatural blood oozing from his lips. It was real. Something inside him stirred. A realization. A possibility. Maybe… just maybe… He could become a hero.

In her previous life, she took the wrong "white lotus" script, causing her to die a miserable death. Heaven has let her live again, so she shouldn't have to suffer the hardships of her past life once more! Feng Moxi sheds her weakness from her previous life. Making a new choice, she must fight! There are monsters! Kill them! There are scumbags! Eliminate them! With her meager strength, she picks up a Heavy Sword and forges a difficult path forward. Unexpectedly, that arrogant and reckless person who caused her no small amount of trouble along the way eventually becomes a comrade-in-arms to whom she can entrust her back, a companion for life. The sky fills with darkness, the Demon People emerge! The Heavenly Dao returns. One day, Feng Moxi is leisurely roasting beast meat by the river. Chaoyang, having just finished fighting a demon beast, sees the crumbs on her lips and immediately leans in. "Want some?" Chaoyang dazedly nodded his head. Suddenly, a piece of burnt beast meat is stuffed into his mouth. Chaoyang pulls Feng Moxi into his embrace, gently brushes the corner of her lips with his hand, and says, "You're mine!" Apocalypse + Cultivation + Doting Boyfriend

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.