bleach solid and souls ichigo kurosaki ii

this is for me

God's Seal Cathedra Rex, Part Two! Two sons of the dragon, each different; a genius elder brother and a good-for-nothing younger brother, who despite being identical twins, are worlds apart. However, they share an identical desire for peace. On the night of their birth, the moon was high in the sky.

Dizem que a maior das bênçãos é casar com o ídolo com quem você sempre sonhou. Mas Qiao Lian sabe que a realidade é diferente... A Internet afirma que o Melhor Ator Shen Liangchuan é um deus masculino que não é afetado por nenhum desejo sexual, mas Qiao Lian discorda veementemente. É mentira! Depois de finalmente cumprir o contrato, Qiao Lian explode, "Eu quero um divórcio! Eu não quero uma vida assim!"

Katanya berkah terbesar itu menikah dengan idol yang selalu kamu impikan. Tapi Qiao Lian tahu kenyataannya berbeda... Internet mengklaim bahwa Aktor Terbaik Shen Liangchuan adalah dewa pria yang tidak terpengaruh oleh hasrat seksual, tetapi Qiao Lian dengan keras membantahnya. Itu bohong! Setelah akhirnya melaksanakan kontrak, Qiao Lian meledak, "Aku mau cerai! Aku tidak mau hidup seperti ini!"

``` —Dicen que la mayor bendición es casarse con el ídolo con el que siempre soñaste. Pero Qiao Lian sabe que la realidad es diferente... Internet afirma que el Mejor Actor Shen Liangchuan es un dios masculino que no se ve afectado por ningún impulso sexual, pero Qiao Lian está en total desacuerdo. ¡Es una mentira! Tras finalmente llevar a cabo el contrato, Qiao Lian estalló: —¡Quiero el divorcio! ¡No quiero esta vida! ```

The legend of the continent, the battle that brought fame; the Sacred Phoenix Lady, the Windfire Meteor Godrealm saber-art; the pair that ascend and fuse, the golden sun and the blue moon, the fury of the crashing thunder. There is no magic, no battle qi, nor any martial arts in this land. However, there are martial spirits. Ten thousand years have passed since the founding of the Tang Sect on the Douluo continent, and it has declined. A new, proud generation of heaven’s chosen has been born. Can the new generation of Shrek’s Seven Devils rally the Tang Sect and once more compose the song of the Unrivaled Tang Sect? A million-year-old spirit beast, a sacred deathgod that holds the sun, the moon, and the stars in his hands, and a brand new spirit tool system which caused the fall of the Tang sect. One miracle shall occur after another. Can the Tang Sect’s hidden weapons rally the winds, and can the glory of the Tang Sect ascend once more? All of this will be continued in the second installment of Douluo Dalu—The Unrivaled Tang Sect!

Many aeons ago, in a land filled with riches and abundance, where peace reigned unhindered by anything, lived a kind called A'Khina. The realm was painted with lush greenery, its meadows were filled with blooming colours, and its sun was just warm enough so everything could grow and thrive. Seasons changed, and a new ruler rose, determined to bring change into the realm and show her people that there was so much that they hadn't seen or experienced. She broke the sacred law that had kept her kind safe for such a long time and allowed for the very first entry into their realm to one other kind. One man from a realm filled with abundance brought with him sparkling stones and precious metals, which began to ornate the Queen's Palace and the homes of the A'khina. The man was a merchant, one of the lowest of his guild, and his name was N'gatarkan. Time passed, and the man was allowed entry once every season to bring in his precious stones in exchange for grains and food. He slowly began to earn their trust, and with each visit, he found out more about the realm, and the more found he began coveting the power that made that realm so special. Many seasons passed, and he began planning and scheming an uprise and taking the power that he wanted for himself, and with it, the demise of an entire kind began, and he became the first of his kind. Aeons passed once more, and peace reigned in the realm until one day, the power he had coveted for himself, others wanted it just like he did. And a silent war began between what they called the First One and the powerful entities that desired to wield that power. To save his people and himself, he returned to his roots and bargained his precious life and the power he held in exchange for the safety of his kind, the sithrians. Until one day, when a girl was born unlike any other of her kind, with her white hair and sparkling emerald green eyes that held the promise of change but also led to her kind's demise once more. And thus our story begins.....

Two souls from different worlds met in a weird twist of fate. An antisocial male mechanic walks the path of solitude while aiming to become the top designer of giant robots of mass destruction, Doppels. However, the jealousy of his surroundings caused an unfortunate "accident," leading him to the brink of death. An evil female cultivator sets out on a path of revenge after getting betrayed by the whole world. However, she was given a chance to redo her life once again from the moment she started her journey. Both souls wandered around a pure white space and met a mysterious system before entering their bodies... But the wrong one?! Female cultivator in the mechanic's body: "Where did my cultivation go?!" Male mechanic in the cultivator's body: "Where did these melons come from?!" Follow the unfortunate love (?) story of the two, who were literally worlds apart, as it unfolds!

Book 2 of the gxg collection of The Scents: Romantic but Irritating Mates of the Ciel Nocturne Kingdom. In another realm where all night creatures exist beyond the knowledge of the humans, there were three kingdoms that were supposed to be one and one of them is the Ciel Nocturne Kingdom. In the Ciel Nocturne Kingdom, the majority population living there were vampires which were the three family clans of Cross, Larouve, and Aspire lives. Each clan already passed the old teachings yet still respect and lived peacefully but the leaders of each clan have to find their beloved before the title strip down from their possession. Here it comes to one duchess from the Cross clan named Elrisha ‘Bakunawa’ Cross has to make a new type of medication for the creatures in their realm yet, a partner was needed which Mirna James was the best candidate. As for the Larouve clan, a lonely countess named Alwen Cris Larouve isolated her from the noises of the city and secluded herself from nature. But, the same old routine has to come to its end as Camila Montez turned the silence of the night into a restless one. Changes always occur at each land and there’s no exception in the Aspire Clan when the princess of the family named Syrina Aspire came cross with pain in the ass patient Maxine Rei Creed at her own hospital which turn their usual life in one kind of a ride. Either of the head of the clans foreseen what store of them as they came cross with their other half or what they call it. But as love came knocking in their hearts, their fate in love were already been sealed and there’s no one could break what meant to be. All Rights Reserved

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"