this is just a book im reading and need the audio function! so dont waste time here im already in chapte 55 or something

Not Mine, uploading to read while on the road with ease of using Text to speech Audio.

Work originated from archiveofourown.org

Creator MegaMatt09, same name

Item #: SCP-092
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: The three thousand one hundred and twenty-five instances of SCP-092 are to be held in individual cases suitable for containing non-anomalous audio compact discs (CDs), and stored in standard inanimate-object lockers at Site-37. Each instance is to be individually numbered with permanent marker.
Testing of instances of SCP-092 is to be done in soundproof rooms. Only one instance of SCP-092 may be examined at a time. Only D-class personnel are to listen to previously-unexamined instances of SCP-092. Research proposals which involve non-D-class personnel listening to instances of SCP-092 require written approval from site command.
The cadaver of SCP-092-B is not currently considered anomalous except by association, and is preserved in the morgue freezer at Site-19.
Description: SCP-092 is a set of 3125 audio CDs, each labeled "The Absolute Absolute Absolute Absolute BEST of The 5th Dimension!!!!!", and marked with the names of the 31 performers who have at various times been part of the American singing group "The 5th Dimension". Each instance of SCP-092, when played in a standard CD player, will produce a distinct anomalous effect upon all individuals within hearing range. The anomalous phenomenon will last 74 minutes (the duration of a standard audio CD), during which time listeners will be unable to leave hearing range, or to shut off the CD player or otherwise interrupt its function. As well, when the anomalous phenomenon finishes, all surviving listeners will engage in synchronized vocalization of the phrase "Wow, that was real cool"; synchronized vocalization has been observed in non-anglophones, pre-verbal infants, unconscious individuals, paralyzed individuals, and individuals physically incapable of speech due to laryngeal, lingual, and/or buccal damage.
The anomalous properties of each instance of SCP-092 are thematically and conceptually linked to the number 5, dimensions, and/or the members of The 5th Dimension. As of ██/██/████, 871 instances of SCP-092 have been assessed and their anomalous properties formally described; see document 092-W83 for a full list, or below for a representative sample.
For more information, see document 092-W83
Instance
Anomalous property
SCP-092-028
Listeners experience quintuple vision for all moving objects.
SCP-092-041
Listeners' bodies exude pentagonal crystals of elemental boron (chemical element #5). Crystals cease materializing upon conclusion of CD, but do not dematerialize.
SCP-092-042
Listeners' bodies exude pentagonal ingots of elemental manganese (chemical element #25, or 5^2). Ingots cease materializing upon conclusion of CD, but do not dematerialize; listeners succumb to acute manganese poisoning within 24 hours.
SCP-092-043
Listeners' bodies exude pentagonal nodules of elemental cesium (chemical element #55). All listeners killed by cesium burns within eight minutes.
SCP-092-079
Listeners become physiologically five years old.
SCP-092-080
Listeners become physiologically five months old.
SCP-092-081
Listeners become physiologically five weeks old.
SCP-092-082
Listeners become physiologically five days old.
SCP-092-087
Listeners spontaneously become five months pregnant; pregnancies spontaneously miscarry upon conclusion of CD. In initial tests, all male listeners succumb to massive internal hemorrhaging within 10 minutes, as do 3 female listeners; surviving female listeners succumb to organ damage within 4 days. Postmortem genetic analysis shows that all fetuses were identical, and are not related to the listeners.
SCP-092-126
Listeners experience unbearably painful facial spasms characterized by constant chewing and biting motions — symptoms of trigeminal neuralgia, caused by inflammation of the fifth cranial nerve; during initial test, all listeners batter themselves into unconsciousness against walls of testing chamber in attempts to escape the pain.
SCP-092-175
Listeners' bodies are "pentasected" radially, producing 5 disconnected segments which remain alive and mobile.
SCP-092-176
Listeners' bodies are "pentasected" laterally, producing 5 disconnected segments which remain alive and mobile.
SCP-092-177
Listeners' bodies are "pentasected" longitudinally, producing 5 disconnected segments which remain alive and mobile.
SCP-092-178
Listeners' bodies are "pentasected" axially, producing 5 disconnected segments which remain alive and mobile.
SCP-092-200
Listeners are teleported to a site on the surface of Himalia, fifth-most-massive moon of Jupiter (fifth planet from the Sun). Listeners are returned upon conclusion of CD, but succumb to the combined effects of hypothermia, hypoxia, and radiation poisoning within 3 hours.1
SCP-092-256
Listeners are converted into two-dimensional forms.
SCP-092-271
Listeners spontaneously lose 5 teeth each; teeth do not regrow after conclusion of CD.
SCP-092-272
Listeners spontaneously lose all but 5 teeth each; teeth do not regrow after conclusion of CD.
SCP-092-273
Listeners spontaneously lose 5 fingernails each; fingernails do not regrow after conclusion of CD.
SCP-092-274
Listeners spontaneously lose 5 toenails each; toenails do not regrow after conclusion of CD.
SCP-092-278
Listeners spontaneously grow three extra eyes each, for a total of five;2 extra eyes do not dematerialize upon conclusion of CD. Eyes are functional, and of the same color as listeners' original eyes.
SCP-092-279
Listeners experience topological deformation such that their height becomes the circumference of their waist, and vice versa; deformation reverts at conclusion of CD. This appears to be an exchange between listeners' dimension of height and dimension of width.
SCP-092-285
Listeners sneeze five times per minute for the duration of the CD.
SCP-092-286
Listeners belch five times per minute for the duration of the CD.
SCP-092-287
Listeners hiccup five times per minute for the duration of the CD.
SCP-092-288
Listeners cough five times per minute for the duration of the CD.
SCP-092-315
Listeners find themselves within the 2010 Lars von Trier film Dimension,3 where they are able to interact with the setting but not affect the actions of the characters. Since Dimension is only 27 minutes in duration, the events within the film repeat 2.74 times.
SCP-092-316
Listeners find themselves within the 1993 Eastenders/Doctor Who crossover "Dimensions in Time", where they are able to interact with the setting but not affect the actions of the characters. Since the two parts of "Dimensions in Time" are only 13 minutes in total duration, the events within the episodes repeat 5.69 times.
SCP-092-317
Listeners find themselves within the 1963 Italian film Amore in Quattro Dimensioni, where they are able to interact with the setting but not affect the actions of the characters.
SCP-092-397
Listeners experience random moments in the life of Alan Shepard, the fifth man to walk on the Moon.
SCP-092-399
Listeners experience random moments in the life of James Monroe, the fifth President of the United States.
SCP-092-400
Listeners experience random moments in the life of Mackenzie Bowell, the fifth Prime Minister of Canada.
SCP-092-401
Listeners experience random moments in the life of Edward Seaga, the fifth Prime Minister of Jamaica.
SCP-092-402
Listeners experience random moments in the life of Charan Singh, the fifth Prime Minister of India.
SCP-092-403
Listeners experience random moments in the life of Helen Hayes, the fifth winner of the Academy Award for Best Actress.
SCP-092-466
Listeners are physically transformed into members of the original lineup of The 5th Dimension, as they were at the time of the group's establishment in 1966.
SCP-092-467
Listeners are physically transformed into members of the original lineup of The 5th Dimension, as they were at the time of the original group's dissolution in 1975.
SCP-092-468
Listeners are physically transformed into members of the original lineup of The 5th Dimension, as they were at the time of the original group's reunion in 1990.
SCP-092-469
Listeners are physically transformed into members of the original lineup of The 5th Dimension, as they are today. Listeners who transform into Ron Townson (1933 - 2001) resume their original forms after conclusion of CD, but do not resurrect.
When an instance of SCP-092 is inserted into the CD drive of a personal computer, its files can be accessed without triggering the anomalous effects. Examination of the files indicates that each CD has different content; all content is audio material by or pertaining to The 5th Dimension and its individual members: in addition to all known commercially-released songs, files contain live performances, practice sessions, auditions, media interviews, and personal conversations.
Acquisition log
On May 5th, ████, an unidentified man (henceforth SCP-092-B) carrying two suitcases approached front gate guards at Site-19, and stated that he wished to surrender himself and his anomalous creations into Foundation custody. The contents of his suitcases were confiscated, and classed as SCP-092; SCP-092-B was transferred to Site-37 for interrogation.
During interrogation, SCP-092-B revealed the thematic connections (five, dimensions, and The 5th Dimension) between all instances of SCP-092, and then committed suicide.
Restricted access
Transcript of statement made by SCP-092-B upon arrival at Site-19
Guard: Sir, this is private property, you can't —
SCP-092-B: This is a secret Foundation site, right?
Guard — you can't come in here, sir, I —
SCP-092-B: You're the SCP Foundation, and I'm a failure.
Guard: … what was that, sir?
SCP-092-B: You're the SCP Foundation, and I'm a failure. I think I'm clever, but I'm not. I'm a stupid boring nekulturny hack who thinks that money and cheap puns can take the place of talent and inspiration. I'm tasteless. I'm dull. I'm incompetent, I have no sense of style, and the only reason I'm not an art criminal is that nothing I've ever made is even close to being art. You can secure me, and you can contain me, but no one can protect me. Please take me and my anomalous garbage into custody.
(At this point, guards summoned backup. SCP-092-B repeated this statement verbatim until he was taken into custody.)
Excerpt from transcript of SCP-092-B interrogation session #2
Interviewer: Yes, we understand about "five-ness", thank you, that's been most helpful, but we were also wondering what you could tell us about how you made these.
SCP-092-B: I just wanted to be cool, you know? I really did. I thought… well, I had my inheritance, and my collection, and there was the estate, and the abandoned museum, and so much of the stuff went together, and it wasn't that tough, and… look, my ideas were better than yours! They were! I know they were! No! They're not! Nobody's impressed by stupid facile wordplay. It's not even good wordplay, it's kindergarten-level paronomasia, oh look FIVE DIMENSIONS WHAT OTHER THINGS CAN YOU THINK OF THAT COME IN FIVES, I'm worthless. I'm worthless.
Interviewer: Better than my ideas?
SCP-092-B: There's no deeper meaning to what I did, it's all just superficial Potemkin-village crap pumping imitation SHIT into the river of human achievement. It's Stein's fucking Oakland, and I don't even FUCKING understand those FUCKING allusions. I'm an uninspired wannabe, I'm boring, I'm a useless hack with NO FUCKING IMAGINATION. I've wasted and ruined miracles, I've squandered so much raw material that better people could have done so much with… I just… I'm not cool. I never will be. I'm really sorry about the mess. These aren't my arms.
(At this point, SCP-092-B seized his own head with both hands and ripped it off his neck, killing himself instantly.)
Footnotes
1. Requests have been made to use SCP-092-200 to send exploration teams equipped with environment suits to Himalia; approval is pending.
2. D-092-7714, who had lost an eye in a fight prior to entering Foundation custody, grew four extra eyes when listening to SCP-092-278.
3. Although SCP-092 was taken into Foundation custody in ████, von Trier began production on Dimension in the 1980s, with the intention of continuing for 30 years.

This is our list of logs that the SCP foundation has been keep secret, and they are now free to the public. But beware of what you are going to read about because it will cause you to lose all hope and satisfaction you had. After all, the SCP's main role is to contain, protect, secure and if anyone tries to stop them they will feel the wrath if the foundation and your life will be terminated.

So you have been warned.

P.S: THIS IS NOT OWN BY ME BUT THE SCP WEBSITE AND ALL CREDIT SHOULD GO TO THE FOUNDATION AND THE AUTHOR. ALSO, I WILL BE STARTING A SCP STORY ABOUT A SCP THAT I HAD CREATED, BUT FIRST I NEED TO SPREAD THE SCP UNIVERSE IN THIS WEBSITE AND APP SO PEOPLE KNOW ABOUT THE SCP FOUNDATION AND IT GREAT AUTHOR AND FOLLOWER. PLEASE I HOPE YOU LIKE IT AND VISIT THE WEBSITE. LINK IS BELOW 
{ http://www.scpwiki.com/scp-series }

Goal:
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And more viewer and follower

Item #: SCP-092
Object Class: Safe
Special Containment Procedures: The three thousand one hundred and twenty-five instances of SCP-092 are to be held in individual cases suitable for containing non-anomalous audio compact discs (CDs), and stored in standard inanimate-object lockers at Site-37. Each instance is to be individually numbered with permanent marker.
Testing of instances of SCP-092 is to be done in soundproof rooms. Only one instance of SCP-092 may be examined at a time. Only D-class personnel are to listen to previously-unexamined instances of SCP-092. Research proposals which involve non-D-class personnel listening to instances of SCP-092 require written approval from site command.
The cadaver of SCP-092-B is not currently considered anomalous except by association, and is preserved in the morgue freezer at Site-19.
Description: SCP-092 is a set of 3125 audio CDs, each labeled "The Absolute Absolute Absolute Absolute BEST of The 5th Dimension!!!!!", and marked with the names of the 31 performers who have at various times been part of the American singing group "The 5th Dimension". Each instance of SCP-092, when played in a standard CD player, will produce a distinct anomalous effect upon all individuals within hearing range. The anomalous phenomenon will last 74 minutes (the duration of a standard audio CD), during which time listeners will be unable to leave hearing range, or to shut off the CD player or otherwise interrupt its function. As well, when the anomalous phenomenon finishes, all surviving listeners will engage in synchronized vocalization of the phrase "Wow, that was real cool"; synchronized vocalization has been observed in non-anglophones, pre-verbal infants, unconscious individuals, paralyzed individuals, and individuals physically incapable of speech due to laryngeal, lingual, and/or buccal damage.
The anomalous properties of each instance of SCP-092 are thematically and conceptually linked to the number 5, dimensions, and/or the members of The 5th Dimension. As of ██/██/████, 871 instances of SCP-092 have been assessed and their anomalous properties formally described; see document 092-W83 for a full list, or below for a representative sample.

For more information, see document 092-W83

InstanceAnomalous propertySCP-092-028Listeners experience quintuple vision for all moving objects.SCP-092-041Listeners' bodies exude pentagonal crystals of elemental boron (chemical element #5). Crystals cease materializing upon conclusion of CD, but do not dematerialize.SCP-092-042Listeners' bodies exude pentagonal ingots of elemental manganese (chemical element #25, or 5^2). Ingots cease materializing upon conclusion of CD, but do not dematerialize; listeners succumb to acute manganese poisoning within 24 hours.SCP-092-043Listeners' bodies exude pentagonal nodules of elemental cesium (chemical element #55). All listeners killed by cesium burns within eight minutes.SCP-092-079Listeners become physiologically five years old.SCP-092-080Listeners become physiologically five months old.SCP-092-081Listeners become physiologically five weeks old.SCP-092-082Listeners become physiologically five days old.SCP-092-087Listeners spontaneously become five months pregnant; pregnancies spontaneously miscarry upon conclusion of CD. In initial tests, all male listeners succumb to massive internal hemorrhaging within 10 minutes, as do 3 female listeners; surviving female listeners succumb to organ damage within 4 days. Postmortem genetic analysis shows that all fetuses were identical, and are not related to the listeners.SCP-092-126Listeners experience unbearably painful facial spasms characterized by constant chewing and biting motions — symptoms of trigeminal neuralgia, caused by inflammation of the fifth cranial nerve; during initial test, all listeners batter themselves into unconsciousness against walls of testing chamber in attempts to escape the pain.SCP-092-175Listeners' bodies are "pentasected" radially, producing 5 disconnected segments which remain alive and mobile.SCP-092-176Listeners' bodies are "pentasected" laterally, producing 5 disconnected segments which remain alive and mobile.SCP-092-177Listeners' bodies are "pentasected" longitudinally, producing 5 disconnected segments which remain alive and mobile.SCP-092-178Listeners' bodies are "pentasected" axially, producing 5 disconnected segments which remain alive and mobile.SCP-092-200Listeners are teleported to a site on the surface of Himalia, fifth-most-massive moon of Jupiter (fifth planet from the Sun). Listeners are returned upon conclusion of CD, but succumb to the combined effects of hypothermia, hypoxia, and radiation poisoning within 3 hours.1SCP-092-256Listeners are converted into two-dimensional forms.SCP-092-271Listeners spontaneously lose 5 teeth each; teeth do not regrow after conclusion of CD.SCP-092-272Listeners spontaneously lose all but 5 teeth each; teeth do not regrow after conclusion of CD.SCP-092-273Listeners spontaneously lose 5 fingernails each; fingernails do not regrow after conclusion of CD.SCP-092-274Listeners spontaneously lose 5 toenails each; toenails do not regrow after conclusion of CD.SCP-092-278Listeners spontaneously grow three extra eyes each, for a total of five;2extra eyes do not dematerialize upon conclusion of CD. Eyes are functional, and of the same color as listeners' original eyes.SCP-092-279Listeners experience topological deformation such that their height becomes the circumference of their waist, and vice versa; deformation reverts at conclusion of CD. This appears to be an exchange between listeners' dimension of height and dimension of width.SCP-092-285Listeners sneeze five times per minute for the duration of the CD.SCP-092-286Listeners belch five times per minute for the duration of the CD.SCP-092-287Listeners hiccup five times per minute for the duration of the CD.SCP-092-288Listeners cough five times per minute for the duration of the CD.SCP-092-315Listeners find themselves within the 2010 Lars von Trier film Dimension,3where they are able to interact with the setting but not affect the actions of the characters. Since Dimension is only 27 minutes in duration, the events within the film repeat 2.74 times.SCP-092-316Listeners find themselves within the 1993 Eastenders/Doctor Whocrossover "Dimensions in Time", where they are able to interact with the setting but not affect the actions of the characters. Since the two parts of "Dimensions in Time" are only 13 minutes in total duration, the events within the episodes repeat 5.69 times.SCP-092-317Listeners find themselves within the 1963 Italian film Amore in Quattro Dimensioni, where they are able to interact with the setting but not affect the actions of the characters.SCP-092-397Listeners experience random moments in the life of Alan Shepard, the fifth man to walk on the Moon.SCP-092-399Listeners experience random moments in the life of James Monroe, the fifth President of the United States.SCP-092-400Listeners experience random moments in the life of Mackenzie Bowell, the fifth Prime Minister of Canada.SCP-092-401Listeners experience random moments in the life of Edward Seaga, the fifth Prime Minister of Jamaica.SCP-092-402Listeners experience random moments in the life of Charan Singh, the fifth Prime Minister of India.SCP-092-403Listeners experience random moments in the life of Helen Hayes, the fifth winner of the Academy Award for Best Actress.SCP-092-466Listeners are physically transformed into members of the original lineup of The 5th Dimension, as they were at the time of the group's establishment in 1966.SCP-092-467Listeners are physically transformed into members of the original lineup of The 5th Dimension, as they were at the time of the original group's dissolution in 1975.SCP-092-468Listeners are physically transformed into members of the original lineup of The 5th Dimension, as they were at the time of the original group's reunion in 1990.SCP-092-469Listeners are physically transformed into members of the original lineup of The 5th Dimension, as they are today. Listeners who transform into Ron Townson (1933 - 2001) resume their original forms after conclusion of CD, but do not resurrect.

When an instance of SCP-092 is inserted into the CD drive of a personal computer, its files can be accessed without triggering the anomalous effects. Examination of the files indicates that each CD has different content; all content is audio material by or pertaining to The 5th Dimension and its individual members: in addition to all known commercially-released songs, files contain live performances, practice sessions, auditions, media interviews, and personal conversations.
Acquisition log
On May 5th, ████, an unidentified man (henceforth SCP-092-B) carrying two suitcases approached front gate guards at Site-19, and stated that he wished to surrender himself and his anomalous creations into Foundation custody. The contents of his suitcases were confiscated, and classed as SCP-092; SCP-092-B was transferred to Site-37 for interrogation.
During interrogation, SCP-092-B revealed the thematic connections (five, dimensions, and The 5th Dimension) between all instances of SCP-092, and then committed suicide.

Restricted access

Transcript of statement made by SCP-092-B upon arrival at Site-19

Guard: Sir, this is private property, you can't —
SCP-092-B: This is a secret Foundation site, right?
Guard — you can't come in here, sir, I —
SCP-092-B: You're the SCP Foundation, and I'm a failure.
Guard: … what was that, sir?
SCP-092-B: You're the SCP Foundation, and I'm a failure. I think I'm clever, but I'm not. I'm a stupid boring nekulturny hack who thinks that money and cheap puns can take the place of talent and inspiration. I'm tasteless. I'm dull. I'm incompetent, I have no sense of style, and the only reason I'm not an art criminal is that nothing I've ever made is even close to being art. You can secure me, and you can contain me, but no one can protect me. Please take me and my anomalous garbage into custody.
(At this point, guards summoned backup. SCP-092-B repeated this statement verbatim until he was taken into custody.)

Excerpt from transcript of SCP-092-B interrogation session #2

Interviewer: Yes, we understand about "five-ness", thank you, that's been most helpful, but we were also wondering what you could tell us about how you made these.
SCP-092-B: I just wanted to be cool, you know? I really did. I thought… well, I had my inheritance, and my collection, and there was the estate, and the abandoned museum, and so much of the stuff went together, and it wasn't that tough, and… look, my ideas were better than yours! They were! I know they were! No! They're not! Nobody's impressed by stupid facile wordplay. It's not even good wordplay, it's kindergarten-level paronomasia, oh look FIVE DIMENSIONS WHAT OTHER THINGS CAN YOU THINK OF THAT COME IN FIVES, I'm worthless. I'm worthless.
Interviewer: Better than my ideas?
SCP-092-B: There's no deeper meaning to what I did, it's all just superficial Potemkin-village crap pumping imitation SHIT into the river of human achievement. It's Stein's fucking Oakland, and I don't even FUCKING understand those FUCKING allusions. I'm an uninspired wannabe, I'm boring, I'm a useless hack with NO FUCKING IMAGINATION. I've wasted and ruined miracles, I've squandered so much raw material that better people could have done so much with… I just… I'm not cool. I never will be. I'm really sorry about the mess. These aren't my arms.
(At this point, SCP-092-B seized his own head with both hands and ripped it off his neck, killing himself instantly.)

Footnotes

1. Requests have been made to use SCP-092-200 to send exploration teams equipped with environment suits to Himalia; approval is pending.

2. D-092-7714, who had lost an eye in a fight prior to entering Foundation custody, grew four extra eyes when listening to SCP-092-278.

3. Although SCP-092 was taken into Foundation custody in ████, von Trier began production on Dimension in the 1980s, with the intention of continuing for 30 years.

Mankind in its present state has been around for a quarter of a million years, yet only the last 4,000 have been of any significance.
So, what did we do for nearly 250,000 years? We huddled in caves and around small fires, fearful of the things that we didn't understand. It was more than explaining why the sun came up, it was the mystery of enormous birds with heads of men and rocks that came to life. So we called them 'gods' and 'demons', begged them to spare us, and prayed for salvation.
In time, their numbers dwindled and ours rose. The world began to make more sense when there were fewer things to fear, yet the unexplained can never truly go away, as if the universe demands the absurd and impossible.
Mankind must not go back to hiding in fear. No one else will protect us, and we must stand up for ourselves.
While the rest of mankind dwells in the light, we must stand in the darkness to fight it, contain it, and shield it from the eyes of the public, so that others may live in a sane and normal world.

We secure. We contain. We protect.
— The Administrator

In the warehouse, Zhang Xiaohua looked around and saw thousands of boxes in order.
Zhang Xiaohua didn't need to ask as he knew that those boxes contained copies of Wang Jingwen's album.
However, this so-called warehouse seemed worn down, it seemed it was close to collapsing. Its four walls had both large and small cracks, and the paint on them had already faded so much that they couldn't imagine what the original color was. The roof was made of a plastic shell casing, and it didn't look like it could bear any weight at all; there were even holes in some areas. Fortunately, the weather had been good recently, because if heavy rain came down, all the goods inside would likely end up soaked.
"There are a total of 3,000 boxes, each containing 100 records, which totals to exactly 300,000." As he said so, Zhou Yi casually opened the box and took out the CD packet within, handing it to Zhang Xiaohua. "Please check it, Boss Zhang. If you want, I can ask people to open all these goods, and let Boss check them."
Zhang Xiaohua looked at the disc and CD casing. Well, the paint on the cover was good. The color was mild, and the surface of the disc was smooth and flawless with no trace of scratches, and the hardware's quality could be identified by touch. It was qualified.
Calling Emma forward, Zhang Xiaohua gave the record to her. "Let's play it and see."
Emma opened the laptop computer, put the disc into the CD-ROM drive, opening the video player, they saw it. 
As the [HuaXiang] logo slowly flew out of the left side, the word [Records] appeared from the right side. When the two met in the middle of the screen, they became "HuaXiang Records", and then slowly floated to the upper right corner of the screen. The seven colors of light continued to flash, not only conspicuously but also beautifully.
Soon, the screen gradually changed to a light blue colour followed by a close-up photo of Wang Jingwen, with the album name "Hearts Emotions" appearing on the bottom, heightening the already intense atmosphere.
Five seconds later, as the screen slowly turned black, they looked at the row of familiar white characters displayed on the screen. Yuan Datong and Emma screamed with excitement and joy, finally seeing their names appear on the screen. This was every musician's dream!
Broken Hearted Woman (Cantonese Version)
Singer: Wang Jingwen
Composer: Zhang Xiaohua
Director: Zhang Xiaohua
Arrangers: Datong, Emma, ​​Xiaohai, Haozi, Jack, Jimmy
Special thanks to Miss Wang Jingwen for her performance.
This film was issued on behalf of HuaXiang Records by Sparrow Records.
ISBN number: 86668
.......
Finishing the prologue, the wonderful music sounded slowly, and after switching several opening shots, Wang Jingwen appeared on the screen. The images were delicate and played smoothly. There was not the slightest error. It sounded phenomenal.
When all the seven songs finished playing, Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help but nod his head and praise. Even though the quality couldn't match the skills of those big companies, it was a great standard for an independent one.
"Very good!" Zhang Xiaohua was pleased to look at Zhou Yi, decisively commanding: "As soon as possible, send these to various sales outlets. Within three days, start selling them."
Zhou Yi was surprised by Zhang Xiaohua. He came on such a long trip and only bothered to check one CD. This was too arbitrary, too bold!
Was he not afraid of being scammed?
According to the established agreement, once Zhang Xiaohua confirmed the shipment, he would owe a large sum of money to the Sparrow Records. Regardless of the quality of the records and sales volumes, Zhang Xiaohua would have to pay to Sparrow.
"I believe in your company." Sensing his doubts, Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile, then he also asked about Yuan Datong and co for their views, obtaining a consensus.
Looking at Zhang Xiaohua and Yuan Datong and their confident eyes, Zhou Yi felt touched!
Since the other person believed in him, all that was left was to send the records to the stores!
In the next moment, Zhang Xiaohua signed the authorisation on behalf of the company. Afterwards, Zhou Yi pulled out his phone and made several calls to order several large trucks. The employees carefully loaded the goods into the trucks after they arrived. According to Zhang Xiaohua's request, the entire stock was to be shipped to the specified stores for sale.
Zhang Xiaohua believed that with Wang Jingwen's popularity, those audio-video store owners would certainly not reject her records; instead, they would likely fear running out of goods.
In addition, although the unitary price of the records was set to 50 yuan per piece, the owners of those audio-video shops were not fools. According to Zhang Xiaohua's guess, they would adjust the prices to at least 55 yuan per piece. In fact, this was understandable; after all, people have to make money, so they wouldn't help someone sell for no profits. It would be a win-win situation.
Busying themselves until two in the afternoon, they finally loaded all the albums. Afterwards, Zhou Yi equipped each car with a salesperson and sent them straight to each store front.
According to the agreement, as long as the sales of records exceed 100,000, both parties must pay for one transaction. Zhou Yi was not very worried about this because he believed that with Zhang Xiaohua's strategy, coupled with Wang Jingwen's ultra-high popularity, sales would be no problem.
At this point, Zhou Yi, who had finished his part, felt his body and mind become relaxed.
"It's been hard work, would you like to come in for a meal?"
Zhang Xiaohua looked at the time and asked: "Could you first take me to visit the workshop? I would like to know more about your company. After all, we will continue to cooperate for a long time, so I'd like to know more about your company's situation. So when we cooperate with each other again next time, I can customise a suitable production plan according to your company's situation."
Zhou Yi did not really need to think, he said frankly, "Boss is very kind. The production workshop is just the opposite here. Please come with me."
In a short time, they reached the workshop.
After Zhou Yi's careful introduction, Zhang Xiaohua had a new impression on this small humble company.
Although it was obvious that the various hardware devices here were more than a dozen years old, they could still produce enough records in such a short time and also guarantee the quality of the product at the same time. He had to say that the company really was determined.
In other words, if brand new advanced equipment was added to this company, coupled with the professionalism of its employees, the company's output would surely be staggeringly high. In terms of product quality, they might even be able to surpass some of the products made by those large companies.
Inadvertently, Zhang Xiaohua already had a plan in mind.
He firmly believed that in the near future, under his own spur, Sparrow Records would completely change its state and become a truly large-scale company. At that time, this company would be the engine powering [HuaXiang Entertainment], and with the two combined, it would be the birth of a music empire!


Zhang Xiaohua was a washed-up artist who tragically passed away in a car accident after heroically saving a child’s life. After his death, Zhang Xiaohua’s soul was transmigrated into a parallel universe where the entertainment industry has become sluggish. 

With a group of small musicians, memories and just his wits about him, he is forced to create something for himself in his new environment, working hard to sustain himself and his mother, while also trying to regain control of his father's company.

Follow his journey as he attempts to become a world-class entertainment mogul and conquer the entertainment world by storm.

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In the workshop, she met Deriga. She stood in the middle and didn't dare to move a step.
"What's up, dear?"
"It feels like a holy place!"
Flora shrugged.
"The buffs are still active because our real bodies reside in the consecrated space."
"No, I mean, it feels like the Goddess walked this room. I can feel the aura of Evailyn."
"Oh. Yes, I can explain that. Let's go to the simulation grounds first. What kind of fighting do you practice?"
"Fighting?"
"Yes, what do you do to protect yourself if your mana has run out?"
"I run away screaming? I mean, I pray, of course!"
Flora waved Deriga over to the dummies. 
"Just hit them with your fists."
After activating the plasma sword and setting plasma sword fighting on auto mode, Flora watched her movements.  After a while, she chose a diagonal slash that had a significant hip movement for linking the skill plasma sword dance to it. 
Then she watched for a while to be sure her plan worked. The first part went well enough. Her body trashed the dummy, and when it performed the diagonal slash, the skill got activated. But after the Plasma-Sword-Dance ended, her body stood around dumbly. Just when Flora wanted to change things up, the dummy attacked her with its ax. Her body started moving again, fighting with the plasma sword.
Now, she configured the simulation grounds. She built a cliff above the sea. A cursed cliff! Because she wanted to level faith and climbing and swimming and diving and ... Okay, she wanted to level a thousand things. On a ledge, she put the bed and in a cave the library container and a few blade-rollers. Then she saved this configuration. Then she added a small pool with a connection to a hot spring and hit save again. She had gotten used to having a jacuzzi and wouldn't want to miss it.
"Concentrate on hitting the dummy with the intention never to stop hitting it, dear!"
At last, she copied Deriga and herself.
"Great!" Flora exclaimed, watching her debuffs.
Unholy Place: - 3 OV to all attributes.
Flora connected the library-container and one blade-roller. 
First, she cast the skills on the container.
<Overcharge Regular>! 
A happy gurgling noise came from Aitoshuri, and the pages turned faster.
<Tinker>!
The insides of the container started to glow.
Built-In Feature: En-Lightening
Description: Aura. Increases the Training efficiency modifier while reading.
CD: 25 min
Temporary: 29min 56sec remaining.
"This buff is excellent! Deriga, do you mind if we read a bit before we go over the furnishing?"
"No. I need the time to process all the strange things I've seen."
"Then you wouldn't mind, giving me the book on runes back for the duration?" Flora was embarrassed about asking, but her desire to dive into the world of runes won out.
"Sure." Deriga pulled it out of her satchel.
Immediately, Flora dove into the book. It was a beginner's guide to runecraft. It started with what materials were suitable to write or carve them. Basically, everything but metal had merits, especially stones. The book recommended a chalkboard to train and preparing healing potions for unexpected effects.
Flora raised her eyebrows. She didn't know that runes were dangerous! On the other hand, if you are reckless enough, everything is perilous. 
When you used only one rune, the rune functioned as a verb. Here the first rune was introduced: Garmee. It meant heat, warmth, welcome, and half a dozen barely connected things. Its looks reminded Flora of a toast, hugging itself. 
When it was standing alone, and you channeled mana in it, the rune got warm or was heating up.
When you combined it with a second rune, the effect depended on the position those runes where ordered. For example, combining it with Visphot, looking like a mixer, which meant shot, blast, gust, spear, ball, explosion, and other things: either a gust of hot air would blow to you, when a bullet passed the scope the shot would heat up or the rune would heat up or nothing would happen. 
"Auntie Flow, I'm dying." Deriga sounded composed, considering the message.
"From what? Boredom?"
"From the debuff 'Unwelcome'"
Unholy Place: - 3 OV to all attributes.
Unwelcome: 1 x ~1dmg / 2 sec.
Immediately, Flora hit her with Refresh.
"The debuff isn't that bad yet. If you want, I'll teach you Refresh, that's a spell to boost regeneration."
"Thank you very much, but I'm already at the spell limit."
"There is a limit to how many spells you can learn?" Flora asked, alarmed. If she had known that before, she would have taken a more selective approach.
"Yes, I'm C-rated. Hence I can learn three skills. Every time I level up a tier or my RGC (recommended group size) rises, I have the chance to learn a new one and, of course, if my rating goes up."
Aidan to Flora: "Only NPCs have restrictions on the number of skills, Milady."
"Terrible, dear! Most terrible! On earth, we don't have any magic skills, but you can as many abilities as your time and talents and resources allow. It's not as bad when nobody has magic as when you have less than others."
"Being C-rated is a burden on its own. Normal people are abundant, they can only learn one mana skill, but they are allowed to choose it most times. The C-rated people are called soldiers because we are useful enough that the As and Bs order us around." Deriga's shoulder slumped.
"But what about the "E" the weak category? I can imagine they have it worse."
"Yes, many don't survive childhood, end up in orphanages or gangs because their family rejects them. There is a proverb: 'When an A sneezes, an E dies.'" Deriga said with a monotonous voice.
Flora hadn't thought about what it meant that your rating is evident to the whole world and that it profoundly affected your options. 
"Formerly, I looked at it the other way around, that you get rated for what you are capable of and not that your rating limits you. But maybe I wasn't totally wrong! You mentioned that your rating could go up?"
"Yes, but it's a laborious process. We call it 'breaking the ceiling'. You have to train like crazy and prove yourself through accomplishments."
"Great! Then you are exactly right here! This simulation ground trains your faith, your physical regeneration, and your physical vigor! And helping to establish a new place of worship for our Goddess is a huge achievement!"
Unholy Place: - 3 OV to all attributes.
Unwelcome: 2 x ~1dmg / 2 sec.
Faithless: - 1 OV to magical micro-control. + 1% damage from all sources. 
For a moment, Deriga perked up, but then she sank back and shrugged.
Flora figured out with Aidan's help how to sent a party invitation to Deriga.
"It's not to celebrate, dear, but that I can see your health to heal you better," Flora added to prevent a misunderstanding only she would have.
"Aidan, supply me with a description of all my healing spells and defensive measures. Anything that helps."
Refresh was still on cooldown. Not only had Deriga just half her health left, but it and Flora's too were sinking.
"I added the duration, affinity effect, and mana-cost, Milady, and sorted them into three categories."
Spells that help: 
Refresh
Description: Increases the target's regeneration 
Affinity effect: Water, Weak 
CD: 1 min 
Duration: 30 sec
Mana cost: 10
Bless and Condemn 
Description: Heals all friendly targets, damages all enemies in range.
Affinity effect: Faith, Middle 
CD: none
Duration: none
Mana cost: 25
Fortification of Faith 
Description: Gives Target temporary hit points and mana points and increases its defenses.
Affinity effect: Faith, Middle 
CD: 25 sec
Duration: 25 sec/ until exhausted
Mana cost: 10
Pray
Description: Gives Target hitpoints or mana points or stamina or concentration.
Affinity effect: Faith, Weak 
CD: 1 min
Duration: none
Mana cost: 10
Thaumaturgy 
Description: Random, but helpful, wondrous deed. 
Affinity effect: Faith, strong 
CD: 5 min
Duration: varies
Mana cost: varies

Spells that help a bit, but not proportional to their mana usage:
Force-Field  
Description: Shields the Caster from kinetic, electro-magnetic, and plasma attacks. Minor protection against elements and arcane. Paltry protection against the rest.
Affinity effect: Kinetic, Magnetism, Lightning, Weak 
CD: 25 sec
Duration: 25 sec/ until exhausted
Mana cost: 10
Kinetic Shield  
Description: Shields the Caster from kinetic attacks. Minor protection against elements and arcane. Paltry protection against the rest.
Affinity effect: Kinetic, Weak 
CD: 25 sec
Duration: 25 sec/ until exhausted
Mana cost: 10
I bow to you and roll with it 
Description: Reduces all incoming damage
Affinity effect: Faith, Weak 
CD: 25 sec
Duration: 5 sec
Mana cost: 10
Rise to the occasion
Description: Increases the OV of all stats and your size.
Affinity effect: Faith, Middle 
CD: 1 day
Duration: Faith OV in seconds
Mana cost: 25

Healing and defensive spells that won't help 
Grease with life's blood  
Description: Heals your robot, but lowers your own health.
Affinity effect: None 
CD: 25 sec
Duration: none
Mana cost: 10

As soon as Flora read the description of Thaumaturgy, she cast it. 
"Aito, when the CD runs out, write the spell name in my HUD, orange and blinking for 3 seconds, transparency 50%".
A golden light came down on the group, including the two robots, washed over them and vanished.
Protection of Faith: Immunity to hostile Faith debuffs. Time remaining: 1 min.
Flora noticed that not only were all the debuffs from the unholy cliff gone, but Deriga's posture shifted, and the veil in front of her eyes vanished.
After Flora finished reading the list, she cast refresh again and then instructed Aito on the notifications she wanted to have. Before she had worked with audio, but now that her spell arsenal had increased, she didn't want to learn different audio signals for each spell. 
There was a display of cooldown timers on her HUD, but they showed the spells on CD. Flora activated a feature that when the timer ticked to zero, the skill name would be highlighted by it, and a soft chime rang.

"Feeling better, dear?"
"Yes, auntie. I'm sorry. I'm usually not that whiny."
"It was the aura of this unholy place. When the feeling comes again, press against it with your faith!" Flora spent a second thinking about whether this place affected her mood, but found it impossible to judge. Instead, she concentrated on the practical aspects like keeping them both alive. "Is it impolite to ask what skills you have mastered?"
"Yes, but I tell you nevertheless. Every novice learns to Pray. The other two spells are randomly assigned. I got Levitate and Smite." Deriga shrugged. "That means I will be appointed to some missions where a clerical damage dealer is needed or maybe to the protection of a temple."
"Alright, with Pray, you have one tool to replenish your health. And I have the other priest spells and Refresh. That has to suffice to keep us alive. I underestimated the stacking of the debuffs. Initially, I configured the unholiness to be active while I sleep, but it's too strong for that."
"Oh, I do have another option to replenish health!" Deriga fetched scepter from her satchel. "I never saw you use any focusses. Is that another Earthling advantage?"
Flora was stumped. First, she didn't even know with what question to begin.
"What is a focus?" 
Now, it was Deriga's turn to be baffled, but she recovered faster than Flora. "It's a weapon to enhance prayers and magic. Besides that, you can use it to transform your mana into attacks or heals. 
There are three major types of focusses: elemental supporting magical power, arcane supporting magical macro-control, and intent supporting magical micro-control skills. 
An example of an elemental focus is a Wand of Fire. After you bind it, you can shoot little fireballs from it using only a sliver of mana. 
My scepter is an intent-focus. It's the standard weapon for C-rated tier-1 novices."
Deriga gave it to Flora.
Name: Beginner Soldier Scepter
Type: Focus
Regular mode: 1 OV mana regeneration
Build-In Skill: Shoot healing cantrip; Cost: 1 mana; CD: 2sec;
Build-In Skill: Shoot damaging cantrip; Cost: 1 mana; CD: 2sec;
Base Damage/Healing: 2
Tier: 1
Rating: C
"Great! I need one! And you need a better one!" Flora gave the weapon back and opened the marketplace.
"In the book about runes is a scheme for it. I wanted to give it a try in the next days."
Abruptly, Flora closed the window and opened the book instead.
"Materials: Wood or Stone. Check!"
Flora took her Multitool from her belt and approached the Library-Container.
"*Miep*! *Beep*, *Beep*!" Aitoshuri protested, albeit timidly.  
"The shelve is empty, dear. Before we get enough books to fill it, we get a new one."
Flora cut the wood and gave a part to Deriga and took one for herself.
The two women sat side by side, carved, chatted about the church, and healed each other.
Because Flora was eager to try out the focus, she rushed:
Name: I'm sorry I'm in a hurry Scepter
Type: Focus
Regular mode: 2 OV mana regeneration
Build-In Skill: Shoot healing cantrip; Cost: 1 mana; CD: 2sec;
Build-In Skill: Shoot damaging cantrip; Cost: 1 mana; CD: 2sec;
Base Damage/Healing: 1
Tier: 1
Rating: D
With Aidan's help, she tested it. 
Healing Cantrip: 15 HP, 23 HP, 20 HP
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You gained a new ability: Intent-Focus.
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Bless and Condemn without Focus: 2x 13 HP, 15 HP, 13 HP
Bless and Condemn with Focus: 2x 20 HP, 22 HP, 24 HP
"Wow, the focus really does make a difference. But even more shocking is how good it is without any spells! Bless and Condemn has 25 times the mana cost!"
"You have to account, that Bless and Condemn is an AOE-Skill, Milady. When you are in a group, everybody in range gets the 20 HP health, and every enemy receives 20 damage. Furthermore, your intent-focus has no secondary effect."
"Please explain secondary effects," Flora said after casting Pray with Scepter.
"A secondary effect is an effect besides the heal or damage. It can be buffs or debuffs. They get triggered by a myriad of reasons, but relevant in this case are the effects of the affinities. When not resisted, enemies get cold from ice, burn from fire, get poisoned from wood, and get more damage and less micro-control from faith.
The secondary effect of your healing spells for water is a chance to remove debuffs and for faith, receive less damage and get a micro control buff. The usual duration for those effects is 10 seconds, but because faith combats faith directly, it removes stacks of the debuff."
"Ah, that's why I haven't seen a separate buff!" 
Meanwhile, Flora had started on the next scepter.
Their plans for the church made good progress as well. Deriga had prepared a list of rooms she wanted to add. One storeroom, two offices, two bedrooms, a library, and a file-room. The main-area she divided into an exhibition part for earthling home appliances and a ceremonial part for the worship and ceremonies.

After a few hours, they went through all the topics and a few more shelves to Aitoshuri's dismay.
"I'm ready for bed!" Flora said, yawning.
Deriga nodded and started to fidget. "Auntie?"
"Yes, dear."
"Can I sleep here as well?" Deriga blushed.
"Okay, but I warn you, I snore horribly!"
Flora cast her consciousness back to the workshop and copied a bed for Deriga and reloaded the Library Container with all its shelves. Then she fiddled with the degree of unholiness.
"Something to heal us would be lovely," she mumbled. In her imagination, she connected her arm to another pulley system and got tangled up by it when she turned around in her sleep.
"Milady, check out the healing turrets."
Name: Health for cheap - Healing Turret
Type: Turret
Description: Heals you and your party. Able to prioritize targets.
Regular Mode: 5 mana regeneration
Built-in feature: Healing beam; CD: 2 sec.
Base healing: 10
Tier: 1
Rating: A
Flora bought the blueprint and assembled the turret in high-speed mode. Then she put three copies in the simulation-grounds along with two copies of the wet-suit and the Stehaufmänchen.
Back in the simulation-ground, she gave Deriga the jack for one of the turrets and connected the other two to her nocks.
Opening her stat window, she made Aidan change the auto-mode binding in the training coffin to Energy-Choke. Force-Field was with level 34 high enough.
"We have a mana surplus, Milady."
"Get creative, dear," Flora mumbled tiredly.
While analyzing her stat gains in the last two days, she fell asleep.

After Flora Fluss burns down the kitchen, her son insists she is too old to live alone. She's got two choices. Either move into a retirement home or spend the rest of her life within a virtual reality game governed by society's most advanced artificial intelligence. When you've worked a lifetime as an engineer for home appliances, naturally, you go with the option that has more toasters. 
Soon, Flora finds out that the virtual world is more familiar than she thought. Though, it takes her a while to get used to the idea that tanks don't hold water or oil but the aggro of mobs.  

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The next morning, Trey waited for Raphael to come down to Dominick's house, he gave him a strict warning to make sure nobody sees him on his way coming.

He reached over the other side of the bed and watch Sethu for a few seconds, silently kissing her lips before leaving the room. 

He snaked his way downstairs to the kitchen, opening the fridge and taking an apple.

"Good morning man" 

"Good morning Nick" he bit into the apple and close his eyes savoring the sweetness.

"Sweet apple right" Dominick grinned widely

"Hmm hmm" 

Dominick folds his hands over his chest "you're fully dressed, where you off to?" 

"I have to get my daughter back, today is the day and besides there are things I have to sort out, Raphael is on his way here"

"Do you have enough backup?" 
Trey sighed "I will make do with the loyal one's, we ain't up to a hundred but they're something" 

"I can help you arrange for men if you don't mind" Dominick offered hoping Trey would not refuse.

Trey quirks his lips and raises a brow at him.

"You know Sethu and my woman are great friends and she's one of my strong diligent workers, although I gave them leaves to sort out the problems at hand, so I'm willing to help"

"These people are heartless, I wouldn't want them to come after you and your family"

"I'm involved, we're now brothers, our love ones connected us together, I see you as a man of honor, I'd do what you did to protect my family if I were in your shoes, so please let me help, just a few calls with doing it"

A smile tugged at the corner of Trey's mouth "You're not gonna let it go yeah?"

Dominick laughed "Nah! Never!! I want to make sure we win and our little angel is safe, I will take care of the women" he looked left and right behind him.

"Even though they're a lot handful, I will take care of them" Dominick whispered causing Trey to burst into a fit of laughter.

"How's Ruthie?" 

"She's fine, my mom should be on her way to the hospital" 

"What about you?" 

"Me?" he scoffs "We will meet in courts, I'm so disappointed with my sister, to be honest, I thought she actually changed I didn't know she became worse" 

"Teenagers these days, we were not stupid like most of them, we weren't stupid" Trey hissed.

They heard the sound of the tires screeching and turned to see who the person is.

"Raphael is here" Trey announced, "Make the call bro!" 

"Boss man,"  Raphael said as soon he sighted Trey.  

"Yo Nick" he shakes hand with him and they hit shoulder together and pat each other's back.

"This is the laptop and here's the cd and the compartment and also a brand new memory card" he grinned widely feeling proud of himself. 
Trey brought out the memory card from a lion head pendant he wears every time.

"Holy shit" Dominick and Raphael swore, "Who would know that a vital thing is in this shit you carry around in your neck, no wonder you barely took it off" Raphael added.

"Be surprise not" Trey chuckled. 

He switched on the laptop and inserted the memory card in a micro card, he waited for the memory card to show on the screen and then clicked on "Show all files" 

Trey first of all played the videos and audio. His father's voice was the audio file. The video content was two different meetings, the first one is a meeting between Dortmund, McMahon familia to ask for an alliance but his father declined, McMahon wanted his father to give him share in the drug cartel business while he will pat him five billion dollars but his father declined.

His father told the two men that he sells drugs to other big cartels in other cities and countries irrespective of whatever they do with it but he will not let them ruin America by adding cocaine to every wine produced in America. 

Trey thought it was just the wine Dortmund produces that has cocaine in it, because his father declined the men offer of alliances they stormed out of his office in anger. 

He played the audio next and listened to his father's trembling voice before he died, he mentioned about five wines that people and the government should ban because sooner than later people would start dying. His father's drugs business which later crumbled when Trey was taken to Milan and tortured during the time he was in Italy.

Although he had managed to stack away over two trillion dollars in the emergency bank account in Switzerland, while the memory card was returned back to his father's most trusted men who gave it to him after his father died.

As if Trey knew things were going to go haywire, his father most trusted man was sent to Dagenham, the UK to hide out with his family and Trey promised he was going to find him and have the chip back before he fled to Italy where he was finally captured and taken to Milan. 

Three and a half years later he escaped and vengeance was rooted in his vein, he retrieved the chip back and until now, it was his first time of checking out what was in it. He duplicated the file and sent it to the new memory card and put it in a disk.


The location was at Dortmund warehouse and by 4 pm he'd be on his way.

Dominick had called one his late father's old-time friend who was into illegal business, he owned a downtown club too.

He rendered only twenty of his men and Dominick was thankful although he will have to transfer the requested amount of money before releasing the men and assured Dominick no scam.

"it's better to outnumber your enemies than for your enemies to outnumber you," Dominick said to Trey.

This book contains MATURE AND SEXUAL SCENES

Hot steamy sex left Dominick Zadkiel Mysterio and Dianne Morales to fall in love with each other. But when her Ex lover finds out she's now happy with another guy he was in pursuit of her happiness. 

This story is centered around the two women that Dianne shares a tight bond with and everything that concerns their lives.

[Warning: Chapter contains mature R-18 content. If uncomfortable, feel free to skip.]
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There was a package that bore only his name--without even any information about the sender. The label on the parcel only had his name was present, along with the address of his company. 
Lei Zhao's eyebrows furrowed in wonder as his eyes had not left the parcel that was in his hand. He slowly sat down on his office chair as he opened the case of the CD, with a paper attached to it. 
It said: "Watch me."
'What could be in this CD,' Lei Zhao wondered, 'It seemed that something burned a content in here and was sent here on purpose just for me to watch it.'
Lei Zhao was curious as to what contents could be inside the CD. He carefully put the CD on his PC's disk reader, then opened VLC to play the file that was inside. 
Lei Zhao's eyes widened at what he had seen. His mouth was almost agape as he kept watching the contents of the CD, with no intention of stopping to see why someone had sent him this. 
In the video, he saw a man and a woman having sex. Both of their faces were censored and blurred, making it difficult for Lei Zhao to see who it was. 
His lips turned into a tight line as he continued watching, his eyebrows furrowing as his eyes focused on the girl's body, making him look as if there was something distinct in their body to identify them. 
He thought that he would be able to figure out who the people were in the video if he heard their voices, but unfortunately, the video only provided the visuals and removed the audio.
The man in the video put his hands on the waist of the woman then he thrust hard into her. The woman had both of her hands grasping on the sheets for dear life as the man slowed down, adjusting their position to something else. 
Now the woman was on her knees. The man had his left hand on the woman's waist as his right hand held the woman's wavy hair, thrusting deeper and faster in her, Lei Zhao slightly sighing as he found his actions quite rough on the woman. 
He had sex with Yan Mei, the woman he loves many times, but never did it cross his mind to grab her hair during sex, and never did it cross his mind to hold her throat at the same time. 
With the video playing before him and with his thoughts in mind, it made him think if the man violated the woman. 
As Lei Zhao watched the video, his thoughts wandered off. He wondered what could be in the mind of the sender to have made him or her send him this. 
He also thought at the same moment if watching the whole video could give him some hints, leading him to some clues about the sender and what could his or her motive be. 
Lei Zhao watched closely. His eyes almost narrowed, almost kissing the screen as he put leaned in closely, observing the surroundings in the video. 
They filmed in a dimly lit room, with only the lamp giving them light. Lei Zhao clicked his tongue as his fingers tapped his desk restlessly, wondering who could the people in the video be. 
'How long is this video?'
Lei Zhao put the pointer of his computer to the bar below and noticed that it was almost 15 minutes long. He sighed as he realized that it was as if he was watching a porn video on the internet, but nothing seemed quite right. 
As the video went wrong, the man was quite rough on the woman, as if having the intentions of doing so. Lei Zhao's eyebrows furrowed as he skipped some parts, seeing no clues until now as to who the woman or the man was. 
'Who are they? Why did the sender give me this, and what is his or her motive?'
What happened next on the video slightly surprised him. He could be wrong, but in the angle where the woman was sitting on the man, the body seemed quite familiar. 
"Yan Mei?"
His heart started racing. He focused on the figure of the woman once more, almost narrowing his eyes so he could shift his focus.
Lei Zhao felt nervous about what he thought, but he knew better not to jump to conclusions because he knew that he could also be wrong.
Lei Zhao heaved a small sigh as he shook his head slowly, focusing on the figure of the girl to assure himself of his thoughts. 
"People can nowadays edit, Lei Zhao," he said, convincing himself. "Besides, videos taken at certain angles could be deceiving," he added, Lei Zhao, leaning back on his chair as he held his mouse, skipping some parts of the video again. 
As he was nearing the end of the video, he stopped as he saw the man already leaving the woman alone on the bed after releasing his white ooze on her. Lei Zhao scoffed as he clicked his tongue, disgusted with what the man did. 
"After toying with her, he left the woman alone? How could I not think that this woman was either forced to do it with him?"
Lei Zhao was talking to himself as he allowed his suspicions and thoughts to run wild. However, when a message flashed at the end of the video, it got Lei Zhao's full attention as he clicked rewind on the video and paused it on the text when it flashed on the screen. 
"Who do you think they are, Lei Zhao?"
The text was in Century Gothic font. It seemed that the sender or editor capitalized each letter and did it in bold to intentionally catch his attention as if wanting to taunt Lei Zhao at the same time.
The hand on his desk turned into tight fists, his lips forming into a tight line. His body somewhat turned cold when he felt something off from the video, making him wonder who the sender was...
And whatever could his or her motive be?
M.A


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(Completed)
Trigger Warning: Novel contains mature content and explicit scenes only intended for adults.
{R-18+, No rape and No misunderstanding}


*Nothing can come between my husband and I,not even death.*


~She was sad, hurt, and depressed. She was a mess, a monster who was slowly fading in her dark, lonely world until he came along. Like a twinkle little star, he brightened her horrid world. He was no one but her happy pill~

(Couple 1)

"Tell me Wifey, has any man ever made you feel the way I do?" Lei Zhao asked.

"Will it hurt if I tell you someone has?" Yan Mei inquired.

A cheeky grin appeared on Lei Zhao's lips.

"It wouldn't because I am sure no one has done it, especially the way you scream with pleasure under me."

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Yan Mei, an aloof CEO known as the devil strongly believes love is a scam because she has experienced the joy and sadness of it. Now her heart has turned into a piece of stone encased by steel.

Lei Zhao only has time for one thing in his life: work, after the death of his brother, which made him devastated and broken. 
After a chance encounter with a woman in a red suit at a club, he finds himself drawn to her. 
Something about the mysterious woman has him determined to make her his and unlock the mystery of the pain that flickers in her eyes.

~But will the devil give him a chance? Even though at times, the devil needs love too.~

*****
(Couple 2)
~She became the monster, parents told their kids to run away from, but she was far from a monster. She was just a lonely girl who wanted a friend who would always be there for her, who would check up on her and ask her how she was~

"This isn't a fairytale or a teen fiction where the bad girl falls for the good boy and tries to change for him, and then they live happily ever after. This is real life, and well, life is fucked up."

Ying Sheng said, and she gulped the beer she was holding, loneliness flickering in her eyes.

"But I-I won't ask you.. to change or want you to change. I just want you to be my bad girl. You --can tie me up in bed- and fu…ck me until I forget my name." Liam stammered as he turned crimson red.

Ying Sheng heaved a sigh, "Cutie, you're supposed to look for a trophy wife who can cook and do chores. Not a monster like me who will destroy your perfect life. Also, we can't be together."

Liam's heart nearly stopped in his chest when he heard her. His shoulders hunched, and he took a deep breath.

'Why?" He queried.

"Because I love someone else."

~At times you have to choose between the one you love and the one who loves you. Ying Sheng learned this in a hard way.~

Two broken-hearted women, each broken in their own way.....with two determined men, ready to fix their broken pieces at all costs.

This is a story of betrayal, love and second chances. Ready to enjoy the journey and learn along?

*No evil mother-in-law, step-sister or cheating bestfriend
*Not your usual cliche flash marriages novel
*Bad girl X Good boy

Tags: Flash Marriage #doting husband, #smut, #bad girl, #good boy, #betrayal #second chances #Strong female lead #Spirity-awards 2020 #Supernatural

Note: Some chapters may be triggering for others but there is always a warning before reading.

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Mason wanted to try something new with this other song. White Iverson was an amazing song but it was sort of fitted into the musical sub-genre, SoundCloud.

Music on SoundCloud didn't necessarily have to follow a rule such as this and that but they would always 1 way or another follow 1 of it. Some songs would have triplets, ad-libs, overlaying an audio by taking the audio and duplicating it so it would sound better. There would most of the time be a bass drum here and there mixed in with the triplets.

Mason wanted to try something that led astray from the sub-genre so he choose the song, Uptown Funk by Bruno Mars. 

He didn't really know what to expect from people because he felt that there would be some fans who would get mad at him for making a different genre of music.

Mason felt that making a funk song and releasing it on SoundCloud was a big gamble because it could potentially turn him into a 1 hit wonder even if the song was good but if the fans received it well then Mason's career was set.

If an artist had a hit song but their 2nd mainstream song wasn't then that person would become a 1 hit wonder immediately. However if an artist had 2 songs that was popular and at least got onto Billboard Top 100 then for some reason, their career was set unless they did something stupid.

Mason once again didn't know the exact beat that the song had but after making White Iverson, he didn't care. As long as it fitted the song and could stick to people's head.

Having a beat that was catchy was sometimes a lifesaver of songs. Even if the song wasn't well made, as long as the beat was good, people would come back to it after trying to find what song the beat came from.

Mason had the beat of SAD! by xxxtentacion stuck in his head for over a month so he knew how bad it could get. It could reach the point that the person who's had their mind stuck on a beat for so long to eventually listen to the song many times just so they could get it out of their system.

Mason felt that it was a lot easier to construct a beat because he had practice before when he made the beat for White Iverson.

It was also a lot easier this time around because somehow, even though he haven't heard the song in forever, the beat was still imprinted in there. This song was 1 of the best example of a beat that would get stuck in your head for months.

The beginning part of the song where the backup singers sang the beat lingered in his head and he managed to create his beat using that as it's base.

The beat was easy to make as well as the lyrics. Mason never understood why the song was so popular because he could find many songs that was better than it but after recreating it, he could understand a little bit more.

Mason didn't need backup singers to sing the beat, he just did it himself and used a pitch changer in order to change it so it sounded like different people.

This time around, he only took an hour to make the song. Mason clapped his hands as if he finally got it. He knew why the song had garnered over 3 billion views.

If a man who didn't like the song, listened to it only a few times, managed to recreate the song without any references to the extent where it could almost be considered as good or even better than the original meant that the song was just that good.

Mason had 1 thing left to do and that was to create a cover for the song. His White Iverson cover which was 3 hands that clearly just shot a 3-pointer coming out from a basketball with the words Iverson on it. It took him a while to make it but Mason felt that he could make the cover for Uptown Funk even faster because he was now used to the app.

He quickly downloaded some imaged of a CD and photo-shopped it a little and added in some new things turning it into CD that had an arrow coming out of it pointing upwards. Although it didn't sound like a good cover, it was so simple and clean that it looked pleasing to the eyes.

Mason proceeded to sett everything up and after double and even triple checking that it was the way he wanted it, Mason clicked upload.

Mason felt a lot more nervous and went into the bathroom not for a shower like before but for a cool relaxing bath. He didn't look or felt nervous when he was making the song, but the moment he clicked upload, the dangers of making and releasing the song was attacking his heart slowly chewing through like a termite.

"Now to fall asleep in the bathroom and wake up to see it have over 500 million plays on SoundCloud."

Mason was trying to relax himself by sweet talking to himself.

He felt more pressure this time around so although he spent less time making it, it took more effort and will from him because of how nerve-wrecked he was the whole time.

Mason could feel the sweat vanishing and what replaced was a refreshing flow of cold water. It would sometimes sway because Mason would move positions and when it did, Mason felt like he was on the beach.

Mason eventually felt so relaxed that he unknowingly, fell asleep while taking a cold bath. The water didn't reach his neck so he was safe from drowning until 4 hours past.

Mason turned his body into a different position causing his face to be in the water and immediately woke him up. Mason swallowed a little bit of water which he threw back out because he didn't want sweat in his stomach.

Mason allowed the water to drain until there was nothing left. Mason turned on the shower handle and took a quick shower.

When he got out, he felt his wrinkled and pale right foot suffering every second. 

Mason knew that he made a big mistake by falling asleep in his bath but he couldn't blame himself. After all, he was sweating from all of his nervousness, but the main reason why was actually because he didn't have a fan or AC in the secret closet.

Mason had no choice but to put on new clothes because his old ones were stinking of retched sweat. The foul smell made him walk around the basement with only his boxers but that was improper, rude, inappropriate, and would be extremely embarrassing if someone walked in on him.

Mason decided to do the next best thing. No shirt, no shoes, just a small pair of shorts.

He looked at his closet and had to enter the secret pants closet just so he could find himself a pair of shorts. It seemed like his father didn't like wearing shorts all that because there was only 5 pairs of shorts.

Mason wore the smallest and the 1 that would make him sweat the least. He still couldn't believe how the weather went from raining, moist, humid, to hot, sweaty, dry, hot, scorching, windless, dry, hot, misery, sweating, and most importantly hot.

Mason grabbed a towel from the kitchen and took a pack of ice. He put all of the ice into a bag which he wrapped into the towel.

Mason walked back into his bed and didn't even jump onto his bed like he normally would. Instead, he laid on the cold ground.

Then he took the towel and laid it on his chest. Mason took out his phone to see how much views the song had managed to gain in the span of less than 4 hours.

Mason saw it and closed his eyes, rubbed them, grabbed his towel, wiped his eyes, took the ice and rested his eyes on them before opening them again.

"Holy shit! 500 million plays already!" Mason actually threw his iPhone into the wall in shock.

Mason Cohen, a regular boy with a regular name. He was a regular millennial that followed regular news about the media. Only thing different was that he was also a fan of light novels.

That was him 4 years ago. Mason was now the highest paid actor in Hollywood and the owner of the biggest company in the world. He also took the spot of number 1 song in the world.

The change in his life was sudden and was so fast that Hollywood couldn't keep up.

And it was all thanks to a shooting star.



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