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Jesse is a ridiculous boy. He has always dreamt of being an artist. Since childhood, he has painted on silos, made art projects out of spare parts, and attempted to portray the image of his mother perfectly, even long after she's gone. The Mange is a story about this silly boy named Jesse who searches for his Mother Art, and for a reason to stay alive.

Maria Gracia was the name I was famous for in my previous life but now I am Lady Vivienne Hernandez of The Shire, a character from a storybook I read before I died. And so my life begins with this new life of mine, born to the most powerful duke's house. Destine to be the prince's wife and destine to die, I decided to change my fate by becoming the centre of attention - I am the new "smell good" expert of the Empire of Carcina. Four gents will fight for her hand in marriage but all she ever wanted was peace. Despite to have a peaceful life, will Vivienne live the life she desires? Will her engagement with the prince be annulled? And who will she choose amongst these gents? (Picture not mine, credit to the rightful owner.) ***This is an original story made by me and it's my first work but I hope you'll like it. :3

Damien who is a 14 year old blind kid along with his 11 year old brother in a world where monsters and demons dominate. Will they survive? or die trying?

In the heartland of Illinois, lies more than werewolves and vampires; gargoyles are what creep the land of never before seen rural areas of Illinois. Ace is amongst the many creatures, and is the one with a destiny that is granted every one-thousand years to various creatures. What once was a normal life, now transformed into a test of skill, killing, betrayal, choices, sacrifice, and luck. Ivory is the key to confirming Ace's ticket to forever living with the Immortalis; however, with a vampire after her as well, and her father returning, how will the prophecy be completed, and who will get Ivory to the throne first? No one knows, except the Council. In order for either of them to succeed, they must solve the murder of Sir Johnson, and the death of the late Ruler, Miles Liverstone. Twenty-four hours has been set, who will make it to the end?

"What do you want from me?" "Hey, you don't have to hurt yourself doing that. I'll let you go home— but you have to do something for me first." . . "They took Sofi; they have your daughter." ----------- One night. One abduction. One choice; Family or Career. A surgical resident, Liana's life takes a turn for the worst when her daughter, Sofi is abducted. In her quest to get her back, Liana violates her oath as a doctor, takes part in a homicide, and the game of losses begins when she gets framed. Caught in a brawl between her past and present, Liana has to make a choice one that links her to many she thought she had broken links with. For a woman whose dream has always been to work in the OR, everything fades slowly, and suddenly the focus is shifted, but she has to survive. Her freedom is utterly dependent on a man she has long hated, the father of her child and a CEO of a multimillion law firm. What choice will Liana make to clear her name? And what if the past isn't so bad, will love bloom, or will the horrors of the past cling to her this time too? ------ [EXCERPT] "That's Sofi! That's my daughter Sofi. Don't do anything to her, I beg of you. Please don't lay a hand on her, please." He smiled cynically, then gestured to the doctor to free her straps. "You know what to do. We are going to watch everything you do. You call the police or tell anyone about this, she dies. And you die. Someone will drive you home." "This is nothing close to a good time! You are a jerk!" She shouted at him as he walked out unbothered. The man in lab coat stayed a while longer, looking at her, then left.

On year 20xx, A strange phenomenon happened, monsters appeared out of nowhere, driving the humanity to its extinction. But when all hope have seemed to be lost, a stranger occurance happened to the humans, they gained special ability that gave them the power to fight off the monsters.

"A monster, an ice cold heart, an abomination...." He stared right into my soul as my eyes filled with unshed tears. "You are all this Medusa.." he whispered in my ear, his lips tracing it's outline. "....and so am I." my eyes snapped to his in surprise. "But then you are so much more babygirl." _________ "He was the light to my darkness, the calm to my evil. He was my god and I was his...since the moment his aurum eyes clashed with my lilacs... I belonged to him." -Commander general of Rogues, Medusa

A young girl that was accused of killing her own mother and is a wanted murderer,sets out to find out the real truth about the disappearance of her mother and how to clear her name from the wanted list..... Will she be able to clear her name??and Will she be able to survive the notorious world of criminals??....

High school student, Lawrence Valentine was just 17 when he found out he had supernatural powers even his big brain and wits couldn’t explain. Now the voices he’s heard since he was a kid could be explained, but who could explain the powers that come with the Orb?

Creation. When entities who've earned the right to create and destroy as they please decide to experiment on the meaning of life, anything is possible. Koroth became the testing chambers for their experiments. Unleashing creatures with the only thing they yearn for is survival. One of these creatures, the Zegi, became the foundation of what was to come. Changing everything about themselves in order to endure. Vast, glacial mountains forced them to mutate and grow bigger. Changing them physically and mentally. Lush, green oceans and rough terrain pushed Zegi to evolving into the wild. For this Variant to survive, it needs to stomach the worst. However, not everything is bloodshed for them. When fighting was an option long overdue, Zegi evolved into Threshers. Seeking shelter in massive underground utopias and offering only peace for those on the outside. But when these creations birth unexpected specimens, the creators can't help but to stand and watch. Koroth beckons, offering itself for the benefit of a grander existence. [NOTE: I do not claim ownership of the image used in the cover.]