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THE BAD LOOK OF US also THE GOOD LOOK OF US

This is a story of a girl who was adopted by an average family.Though having to face first day of school drama,she later finds love in an unusual setting after moving to a new city, unaware of her secret potentials. Romance can start anywhere,and love from anybody. Read on

Charles is young for the determination he has. Along with all of his family dead, and the world not giving him nothing special, he wants to be what he can’t. Has the world forsaken him? He has no potential. Will the occupation meant for him never be pursued? Will he ever get what he wants? -Don't forget to write some comments ;) P.S. Don’t tell me what I do wrong for the sake of my sanity. Tell me how to fix it. P.S.S I don’t write a lot

The young assasian finds a huge power to save the world from his master

The world will be a sad, sad place without a bit of humor in it, a dreary place without a bit of thriller and action. And even worse than this, absolutely unexciting without gods to tease, demons to taunt and monsters to tame. From a long line of strange, from a clan unwilling to conform with the generic rules of the world, sprouts a seedling of beautiful chaos with a knack for pranks, taunts and bone to never let go of a grudge. To all lay a path, to a fated destiny, and of all the myriad paths to choose from, he chose to become the Lord of Jesters, to bring about a happy ruin, to put a smile on the faces of those he holds dear and the opposite on the face of those who dare go against him. The world is not ready for him, yet they must deal with him best they can, beware the path of the CLOWN.

Ivy was just an average schoolgirl until, at the blink of an eye, she met him and he revealed to her a dark and mysterious world full of secrets waiting to be uncovered. Despair sets in as the darkness of her reality slowly creeps up from the shadows. Was everything that she had been taught a lie?

Demon King Alixuron Scalius is the ruling monarch over the Empire of Scornsije. He was cursed when he was but a child by the Hags of Conventrellis, a witch demon kingdom, to never be able to bear a son. However, this curse was placed upon him from his grandfather’s arrogance. His grandfather, King Lemorphin Scalius, was enraged by this but being upon his deathbed was unable to retaliate. King Sezura Scalius had died shortly after King Alixuron’s birth. All of this is to say that King Alixuron cared not about the curse as his daughters are strong, wise, and very capable dragon demons that shouldn’t be discounted. Though none share a mother, they all still held an unusually close bond with one another due to him treating them all equally as his children. However, the young females have become too relaxed in their lives, one could dare say even bored! What’s a father to do besides sending them off to govern individual holds within the kingdom? Exert: “Introduce yourselves to Prince Verocul Howlsend of the Kingdom of Thropanio.” King Alixuron nonchalantly orders his daughters. The werepanther prince looks each princess over with intrigue, lust and appraisal. The King keeps a small smile to himself, holding back a chuckle. “I’m the second eldest daughter, Princess Natalion Scalius.” The proudful demoness offers a slight smile as she eyes the prince and his procession after stepping forward. She places a hand on her hip with an arched brow as she does so. “I’m Katilis Scalius, it’s ever so nice to meet you!” The ever cheerful daughter came forth, her eyes gleaming with interest as she eyes the group with a playful expression. She holds a rather cute poppet that felt like it stared into one’s soul. “I’m Brightana Scalius, I hope you find your time here pleasant.” The next in age steps forth with a slight curtsy before she nonchalantly pulls out her journal once more and starts to write in it once more. She held the air of indifference as she spoke. “Oh! I’m Gripillia Scalius, please do feel free to share any stories with me.” The next daughter states with a blossoming smile after being prodded to attention by her sisters. She clasps her hands in front of her as her eyes sparkle with anticipation. “I’m Veriona Scalius, I’m glad to see the tales of how handsome the demons of Thropanio are is proven to be more than just tales.” The final daughter in line steps forth with sensuality running through her very movements, offering a wink and smirk as she brazenly looks the group over. The doors open, drawing the attention of the room to a smaller, daintier female surrounded by guards and attendants, her being helped to walk on both sides as she comes over. “Ah, this is my eldest daughter.” King Alixuron announces before turning to address her as she reaches the line. “I’m glad to see you’re feeling well enough to join us today my dear.” “Thank you father.” She replies, leaning against her sister Katilis before turning to the prince. “I am the eldest daughter to King Alixuron Scalius, Princess Doniverea Scalius. I apologize for my late arrival, but do hope we can be friends.” She looks at the prince with the calmest energy one can imagine, serenity coming off of her in waves. “It’s my pleasure to make the acquaintances of ones so famous and beloved as your majesties. I look forward to us strengthening relations of our empires!” Prince Verocul Howlsend offers a bow, followed by others of his party while all of both sides have smirks on their faces.

In the year 2024, Hayate sato was a 20 year old japanese man and also a dedicated player of the popular fantasy MMORPG game "Hollow." After a late-night gaming session, he closed his eyes and unexpectedly woke up not in his bedroom, but in the body of his beloved in-game avatar, standing in the middle of a vast and desolate wasteland.  With no clear explanation for what had happened or how he had gotten there, and being stuck decades into the future with no way to get back, he must rely on himself to survive in this world armed with the ability to use magic.

The world is falling apart due to a new unknown virus spreading around it affecting humans rapidly with no precaution. Not everyone can be affected but those who are not can be killed, for this virus is no ordinary making its host a natural killer and feed off from a human’s nerve system. What makes them stand out from any murderers or fictional apocalyptic zombies was their new conscience automatically giving them the urge to only laugh and smile whenever they kill and torture, much like clowns but with stronger physical attributes than military men. Each government that was still in service gathered up information on ways to exterminate the virus and prevent it and its hosts to do more damage. With hundreds of ideas from staffs to executives and to the presidents , only one had the chance to actually beat the virus with its same peculiarity that ends up building a squad of twelve minors that has the possibility of being immune to it. Immunity may not be enough but it gave people hope that the virus will not take over the world. So will you join this journey of humanity on defeating the clowns?

Living a mundane life, Sara suppresses her potential and passion under the weight of her past. She tries to confide in a mediocre job and goes back to her mother every day. Until the life she left behind shows up at her door. The still water of Sara's life starts to wobble when the pebbles from her past are thrown at it. Carrying a mountain big secret, she tries to hide from her responsibilities but for how long can she manage to hide the sun of truth? It's bound to come out someday and shine upon everyone.