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The Devilish Genius of Time and Effort. That Cheating Bastard. Idiot Savant. A man known by countless names in the Three Realms, one who collected every treasure, every ancient art, whose Dao of 'Accumulation' made him the richest and most hated person even amongst the Eternal Emperors. The strongest Transcendent, the one envied by all beneath the heavens. After breaking past the bounds of existence, he- "I'm heading home." "W-Wait! Master!" -Promptly packed his bags and returned to Earth. A story about a laidback overpowered guy who underestimated how hard it is to be abnormal in a normal world and gets swept up into the flow too quickly... And also ended up opening an idol agency. Thus begins the tale of John Smith and his daily adventures back on Earth.

A door unfolded before him. Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within. The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear. The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests. They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party. Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering. He had no reason to refuse.

In a world where superhumans and villains clash with epic regularity, a secret organization exists, hidden in the shadows, known only as the Villain Support Agency (VSA). Enter the Villain Support Agency, a clandestine organization that offers guidance, training, and resources to aspiring supervillains. Led by the enigmatic council, the agency is a melting pot of diverse and unconventional individuals with extraordinary abilities, all united by their shared desire to challenge the status quo. Frustrated with the seemingly untouchable heroes and their self-righteousness, the protagonist of the story, Carl, joined the agency as a handler, a person that helps the villains out and does his best to do what is best for them. As Carl becomes acquainted with this new underworld, he encounters many characters, each with their own motivations and ambitions. From the mischievous trickster to the mastermind strategist, Carl learns that villains are not just one-dimensional evildoers but complex individuals driven by their own desires and dreams. One faithful day, Carl gains an opportunity to not only become better at his job and rise through the ranks of the organization quickly, but to become much more than a simple 'handler'.

“What does it take to rise to the top?” Most people might list a few things that contribute to success. Determination, talent. An unwavering will. All of these things made sense, but there was also a different route. When asked that same question, Elric would answer with a single word. Ruthlessness. Who cares if the opponent is better in every way if they never have a chance to compete? You’re going to easily crush my crew’s runner in a sprint? Cool, let’s see you do it with a broken leg. Following in his father’s footsteps, Elric decides to start his own talent agency. Quickly finding himself butting heads with more… legitimate and powerful agencies, he falls back on his secret weapon. –Group Chat: The Boys. Members Currently Online: ???,??? –General Chat– (Open to see more). –Profiles– (Open to see more). –Lamb Sauce– (Open to see more [18+]). –Jobs– (Currently Viewing). … … Job Poster: Elric Melov (SecretlyKind). Request: Go to the singer “Alha Nulstaya’s” concert, boo and throw trash at her. Rewards: A free Taco Gong burrito for the first 20 members to sign up, an introduction to a cute girl for the most verbose booer. Current applicants: 516/20.

She didn't want anything to do with another man in her life until she crossed paths with Sam Thompson, a handsome heart throb and an heir to a well known business man who's willing to take the chance and break all her walls introducing her to a whole new level of being loved. Freya thinks life will never give her a chance of being happy and she'll never find love but this time it comes at her door step. Life gives her a second chance at being happy and finding true love but she's too blind to see that. Her eyes are clouded by the tears of the things that have brought her down. But will she be able to see what life has given her or keep on making her past give her the reasons of being unhappy. After her breakup with her long time sweetheart , well what she tought and considered to be one while in reality it was the opposite of that . Her world falls apart but is later crumbled into dust when her mother is brutally murdered at her anniversary celebration. Later on they come for her . Will she see what's coming for her? Will she let Sam love her or keep dwelling in her past? (So near from getting all the answers to her questions but blinded by the past. )

"Alright, listen up, you ungrateful peasant readers. Yeah, you, sitting there, thinking you know better than me about my story. Just because I threw in a little—just a little—plot armor, everyone loses their minds. Like, come on, you dumbshit! It's my novel. If I want my characters to survive an apocalypse by tripping over a conveniently placed banana peel, then so be it. Go ahead, call it lazy writing. Call it bullshit. But I know you love it. You can’t get enough of my endless, godlike creativity. And don’t you dare pretend otherwise." That was what I just typed in a fit of rage before pressing enter and sending it out as an announcement. They will rage, I knew. They will be infuriated, obviously. But I was living for that. However, then… this one weird comment pops up, it says, “Wanna change the storyline of billions of novels with your plot armor?” "Great, another joker." But whatever. I’m intrigued. So I click. And, holy hell, my computer screen goes haywire, flashing like a rave in a mental asylum. A shadowy figure appears, all mysterious and ominous, like it's ripped straight out of one of my more “experimental” chapters. And before I can blink, it says, “Welcome to the Plot Armor Agency. Your services are required. Your task: Rewrite reality.” Plot Armor Agency Server : https://discord.gg/bZJ5v6jA8B Also on RoyalRoad.

What if the wonderful dream you had last night was not a dream made in your head like it seems to be but the sweet dreams department made it; and the terrible nightmares you had that gives you sleepless nights and eye bags were the work of the nightmares department? ______ When Karen click accept and won the contest to get a better dream for the night, she never expected to be stuck in her dream nor almost dying or become a criminal or become Cinderella or find her dream boyfriend. Having those things in her dream was a dream come true.

We are aiming to be the number one agency in the world! Reaching high above in order to be immortalized! That is what we tell people. But… Right now in my bed. My agency’s talent is sleeping on my right… Her manager, too, is sleeping on my left. What a wild night it was. Wait! What about the shoot? What kind of agency is this? It’s a mess! No NTR! *Read in this site for pictures: https://www.scribblehub.com/series/572892/immoral-agency-illustrated-fiction/

When runaway Kip Faulkner was seventeen, he witnessed two men commit a murder. Fear kept him from telling Sheriff Long the truth about what he'd seen. Guilt made him turn his life around. Eleven years later, he's the owner of a reputable private investigation agency in Denver.<br><br>John Rigby looks like a typical biker, tattoos and all. But Kip discovers he’s the antithesis of that stereotype when he hires John to work for his agency.<br><br>When Kip learns about a recent killing exactly like the one he witnessed and recognizes one of the killers in a blurry photo on the news, he vows to find out how the two murders are connected ... and if there have been more.<br><br>With John's help, can he learn the truth behind the murders while the two men fight their mutual attraction? Or will Kip become the next victim?

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