Webnovel Author: An_Average_Author - Novel Collection

The ripples, like graceful dancers, pirouetted through the tender breeze to the enchanting melody of the wind's orchestra until they reached an unsuspecting child, curiously peaking through the slightly ajar window—the crumbling window struggling to hold the child's weight.

Eternal Regret: The Immortal's Lament

Fantasy · An_Average_Author

I started hyperventilating as my body felt like it was getting degloved piece by piece while my ex-wife, full of malice, was slowly stabbing and teasing my open wounds full of tender nerves and muscle with a blazing knife, making my blood boil—and in the process, scalding all my internal organs. The pain was too much, and my screams became that of a boar squealing with agony as it was getting poached, and all I could do was stay there, stay in the void, restrained and helpless. As I violently grasped my head with all my might, digging my fingers through my skin and directly into my skull, trying to make the pain disappear, I passed out and drifted back into the "void." The "void," the comfort I wanted to salvage. The haven I wanted to keep...

Ant Society

Fantasy · An_Average_Author

"I have devised a plan, and with MY plan, I'm sure we can bite those elusive bastards by their buttocks! MY plan is quite simple," The Queen kept emphasizing the "My" in her speech. It made me think otherwise about "her plan."

Ant Society

Fantasy · An_Average_Author

"you're one lucky sonuvabitch!" The Queen seemed mad at Valarie's decision and wouldn't stop telling me how lucky I was to be alive and how now she would have to deal with her father. There was one thing I thought at this moment: This bitch does not stop complaining!

Ant Society

Fantasy · An_Average_Author

I guess getting hit by that truck and all the pain I endured wasn't so serendipitous after all. After pondering the situation, I shriveled up into a ball full of depression, and as the minutes passed, my already low self-esteem got even lower.

Ant Society

Fantasy · An_Average_Author

After turning off the annoying device he emerged from his fortress of filth and walked towards the bathroom without bothering to open the curtains. As he glared at the mirror a youth with tanned skin, jet black straight shoulder-length hair, sunken cheeks, and scarlet eyes returned the scowl right back at him.

The Fight For purpose

Sports · AIRA_