a pinch of salt

My name was Finn and I wrote... Stella and the celestial bodies! A wonderful novel I wrote to get girls. That was by far the dumbest thing I've ever thought of. Though that wasn't the whole truth. As that's what I told my friends who read the female oriented novel. Now however... Now I regret every version of the story. With my early death of slipping on a lego and falling off my balcony while live-streaming. So by far, my most embarrassing moment. To my surprise though time stopped just before I hit that ground and I heard a voice. It asked me if I wanted to be saved. Saying yes, I now say I regret my decision. ----- I don't own art obviously and its AI generated

Eldred Henstare is a not so powerful witch who’s been left in charge of helping the city’s lingering spirits to move on. He usually handles it pretty well, but something’s wrong with the spirit leading him to the abandoned lighthouse.<br><br>Mo Vin likes his quiet life in the cottage next to the lighthouse, at least it’s quiet until one night when Eldred Henstare -- young, beautiful, and crazy -- arrives. After that night things aren’t the same. A man is found dead on the beach outside Mo’s cottage, and he’s almost sure he’s the one who killed him, except it doesn’t make sense. Why would he kill anyone?<br><br>Eldred needs to get rid of the ghost haunting Mo. If he doesn’t Mo’s life is in danger, but to do it he needs both Mo and his brother Lachtin to help out.

I lean closer, my eyes glowing like frigid glaciers in the night. "I am Iris, the ruler of Frejya and Goddess of the Sea, and if you choose not to follow me, you will die."

Osric Thale got planted into a new magical word. Literally, face down. What will he do? What will happen when a person with above-average intelligence comes into a world with magic? In the magical world of Artesis, mages are big bosses, while warriors are no more than glorified doormen. Osric is an experiment happy person in a world where his unique personality might suit it better than earth +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Hello dear readers, I have been always fascinated about novels like warlock of the magus world, end of the magical era(though this one has a ridiculous amount of filler), a wizards secret and similar novels, so began writing this one. Forewarning: English is my third language, thus grammatic is not the best. I also welcome constructive critiques. And if you find any errors, before you get eye cancer you can comment about it and I will correct. i have begun to rewrite the first chapters. The first three are already up. In the following week I will rewrite the rest. Later I will post a chapter with the changes. Chapter length is between 2k to 2.5k words. 5/week (Note, I do not own the rights to the image used as a cover.)

Many great sacrifices were made to bring these two beings into existence. Souls destroyed, and the very laws of the universe were broken. But that's just how desperate and humiliated they were. Witches created Vampires. Druids created Werewolves and Buddhist Summoned Dragons. What about the Voodoist? (Witch Doctors). On the brink of Extinction, they’ve finally created supernatural beings to protect them. What will the rest of the Supernatural community do in response? Adonis and Natasha Garvey were the definitions of a future power couple. Adonis became a well-known lawyer at the age of 23, and Natasha became a famous surgeon at 24. On their honeymoon to New Orleans, they would get kidnapped, which would change their life forever.

Sam is back in her seaside tourist hometown and she is looking forward to redoing her uncle's old restaurant into something fresh and new. Things seem to be going well until two rival gangs, decide to move to the town and become her best customers. Her idyllic life just went into overdrive as she tries every trick in the book to chase the gangs away from her restaurant and her town.

Salt City is known as City ruled by two sisters. Their power reaches even further into Country but it's in Salt City that it's on the peack. With power enemies come too and it's about to get bloody in Salt City. With outside enemy will two sisters get together to win the war or will they fall further apart and have the hundred years old powerful family end. Stay with me to see.

History, you might not love it but I do and also I want to improve my writing skills and make you guys more interested in history. Therefore I bring to you my book "Just a pinch of history please!" So, I hope that you enjoy this and please forgive me if I make any mistake in the information that is given or anything else. Please feel free to leave your comments and suggestions down below.

1805 - Lagos, West Africa. Her throes of labor echo through the village in the early morning. She is all alone, without a husband, without family. Her cries kept her kinmen awake, her voice an unnatural eerie wail that made dogs and cattle panic and break their binds as if they were being attacked by a predator. The tribesmen gave chase, but what they found instead of their animals was far more sinister. A party of white men, fresh off the boat from America armed with guns, full of greed and hatred. There was nothing the men could do, and so they and soon their village was overrun. Each hut raized, each and every man, woman, child chained and taken. Blood was spilled, those who tried to fight were murdered on the spot. Those who fought were beaten into submission, no one was spared... They pillaged, destroyed, and raped. taking what they wanted without care, or empathy to the people they saw as mere tools. Less than even an animal. They heard those wails, and for a moment felt a fear as they've never felt. However they had their job, and money made them blind. It didn't take long before they found the cause, a young woman, barely in her 20s holding a tiny newborn. This is what they had been looking for, but as they approached the woman with their guns and their chains it soon became obvious she wouldn't be as easy as the others. Their eyes met with deep liquid amethyst ones, vicious fangs inches long. She wasn't human. With supernatural strength the woman fought, clawed, ripped, and tore at those slavers, killing many but even then she was weak, the child bearing had left her weak and helpless with their overwhelming mass of flintlock rifles and heavy chains. They beat the creature down, bodies of their fellows draped over the dirt floor like an abstract painting of gruesome murder. But even then the woman clutched her child close to her breast, the newborn wailing tears of blood just like it's mother. She died there, filled with lead balls, bones broken, too weak to even stop as a burly man tore the child away from the mother. Her eyes seemingly melting back into a honey-colored brown before her body began deconstructing into pale ash. The man lifted the child, and grinned. "It's a boy, sweet mother, aren't you proud..." with their prize held greedily in their hands they butchered the rest of the men and women, and began their long journey back to their home, to rest of where this story lies...

Due to the destruction of his kingdom, our friend was cursed to relive the same event time and time again. Will Cleo be able to reform the remaining squabbling cities back towards a unified state? Or will they loop time and time again until insanity grips onto their soul indefinitely? Anyway, this is Discontinued. I don't like what I did for this and I don't want to continue. If you want to see what has become of cleo I will upload a new story involving him. It will sadly not have any magic but it has cleo as a competentish person. so that's nice.