Emica Kana is 18 years old. She has always loved writing stories., They were her escape from reality. She always wished that a man would come and save her like they always do in the stories.
Well, she got her wish.
Emica entered a small writing school that was near a river. Her friend had joined her. But, the teacher had an odd vibe around him. Emica became a little scared of him. She especially became scared when the teacher started to pay more attention to her. One day, when she runs from him, she falls into a world of adventure, risk, and abnormalities. 
But, her teacher is what scares her more than this new world. What secrets and schemes did he use to get her here?

365 days, 365 scenes.
Battles among supreme beings.
Poems about losing love.
Dragons showing mercy.
Kids stumbling upon magic.

This journey involves my answering of 365 creative writing prompts in a desperate bid to overcome my laziness.
The prompts come from https://thinkwritten.com/365-creative-writing-prompts/ and I write one a day.

THE SITUATION RIGHT NOW: I've gotten over the majority of my laziness. I'm unlikely to update this much. It's pretty much complete. The novel I'm working on is Dark Seas Leading Demise

Hello
For those of you who are wondering why I'm not writing is because
1) my ideas are all over the places, I tried writing but it seemed bland.
2) I started this just for fun, but I still don't want to produce something bad.
3) I didn't plan ahead about the story
4) There's  also a bit financial problem
5) need to search in detail about the Naruto and the others where the mc will go

Theres also the fact that I lack good novel vocabulary and writing style so I need a bit time for all those research thus my last chapter was a bit rushed and poorly executed.
So I'm asking for 1month break then I'll come back with the best novel.

Thx for reading and PEACE  ✌️ OUT

After an unfortunate death our protagonist was given a choice to go to a different world and start anew. Join him on his adventure to travel throughout the anime verse 

Hello guys I am a new writer and I'm just trying this out to see how far I can go and how much I can butcher my fav anime and novel hahahah, so please be lenient with me as I might ... uhhh scratch that as I will make some mistake.

write me some idea of what you'd like and which anime world.

cover by some guy in discord

1-3 chapters per week, and if possible I’ll try to do more.

- Well  I first put everyone to sleep by replacing the incenses of everyone in the house with one covered with essence to sleep. The three of us had fun in my room for a while and more or less when the time came when the incense would have taken its  effect.
We went stealthily to the room of Ren Lie and after confirming that she was sound asleep. I take from  my backpack the elements that I  needed to get the blood sample. And then I asked my friend to bring a bowl of warm water in which I put the hand of my stepsister and wait for this trick to take effect and wuala ( like when a magician pulls a rabbit out of his hat that kind of surprise) she  wet her bed.
After all this is the most common trick in the camps to make the  victims unconsciously wet in their beds while they sleep.

- I can´t believe that there is this kind of childish trick and that an adult uses it and is proud of it.

He tells me with a look full of disdain.

-Tsk tsk (I say as I move the index finger from side to side in front of this man face ) do you really thinks that the tricks invented and applied by children are totally useless and without any value.
Have you forgotten alredy that when you where  a kid you were more creative and with a very huge imagination that could turn a simple empty box into a world of rpg-style adventures as in the anime "Sword art online" or "Log horizon". And that the word impossible did not exist in your vocabulary.
Let me clarify something to you and it will be better that you  not forget it, it is even more important that you do not overlook this information if you are already a father or will be a father someday.

I pause for a moment and tell him.

Ren Xia was just reading in the hallway, how did I end up in bed with a beast .... mmm .. strange man.

- Why do you not stop following me, it was just lust of one night and the two of us are just victims scream at full lung (Ren Xia).
-Let me be responsible, marry me said seriously (GeneralLi Shui).
-I have not even got pregnant so you do not have to be responsible for anything Ren Xia said to him and she immediately closed the door of her room.
-I can help you move out of your house with your son.
-Ren Ren, we're leaving.
-Yes mom.

And so an unforgettable love began.



I am using google translate to translate from Spanish to English and then edit it personally. I do not assure how the novel comes out but I definitely write it personally and then copy paste to the site

Hey everyone. I would like to aknowledge the fact that my release dates are almost every two weeks, which is incredibly slow, and I am aware of that; but recently with school I've had been lost of time to make myself dedicated to my writing.

The note here is a proclamation of my rewriting of the story.

I understand that a person/author shouldn't just simply back out whenever he or she wants, and I am aware there are viewers, but I am also aware of satisfaction for readers and myself when writing.

My plan is to write an entirely new story, but the theme would ultimately be the same. The plan is to make the story with improved writing abilities, because as of now the progress is slow, and unsatisfactory for me and for readers who want to read.

I won't drop it. Remember that. This story is my magnum opus. Something which I really want to finish at some point in time. I just want it to be the diamond that it is supposed to be. So I won't be dropping what I intended, but I will be dropping the story so far for the sake of a better story and plot line.

This isn't meant to anger you, nor to waste my and your time... it is a simple understanding that my work isn't sufficient to my standards and that it is too slow, not even just to procure readers, but also that when I plan on writing it is so arbitrary and unplanned it is atrocious.

So I plan on writing here on webnovel and becoming a writer which is so sophisticated in vocabulary, grammar, story creation, and writing that I plan on being a storm on webnovel. I want to be the best and that is my plan.

As of now, the story will stop. I will write and not publish immediately. I want to plan and make a story which is so touching and reader riveting it could become an actual book perhaps. I just want something good.

Regards, the shittiest writer on the planet.

P.S 

Know that I will be back.

A fiber of connection from miles away...



Our places on this earth are divided by oceans setting us apart from one continent to another. Several countries speaking several languages to understand each other. People with several cultures and beliefs. Different personalities and opinions.

In this chaotic world, we live in called real life we search for a place to escape from that reality. To be accepted as who or what we are. We have found that in the music we sing. In the books, we read. In the movies we watch. In the places, we travel and visit. Everywhere in which we get inspiration to face reality head-on.

We write stories or poems to inspire others, reading the words we weave from our own world. For some of us, it is simply an escape from reality into a world in which we can use our imaginations to dream make-believe or to live our secret fantasies or just plain be creative.

Getting on the web gives us more ways to share and get connected to other people with the same kind of thinking from across the ocean. Some of the people we meet along the way give us reasons to smile again. It's where we become friends, get to know them well, and get so close that we even trust them enough to share our own greatest fears.

I was a living a kind of living death when I found solace here on Stories Space. A place to write, camouflaging my hatred and sadness from myself when I was reading all the poetry and fictional fantasies created by the writers. I found another escape from reality and indulged in reading.

My feelings from my own troubles in life had made me feel so empty that only through laughter and reading could I be free and somewhat whole again.

I made my own heaven in purgatory.

A friend told me to write down all of my pains and troubles in poems or stories. Another friend of mine told me to be fierce in my poetry writing. I found friends who helped me give my own life a reason to continue living again through writing.

Writing makes me calm every time my mind gets into a panic mode. The pains and the fears of the unknown are my muses for writing.

When I met someone who understood me and made me feel needed and loved my poetry changed its tune. It made me think of happy thoughts. I got inspired by the things I saw and the happy memories of my childhood that I could write about.

Painful memories and realities were always there and so I wrote about them from time to time.

When that someone left me I continued writing. The same inner muse I had gained I used to keep on writing.

Then, out of nowhere, I got to know you. I became happy again. This time I got even more inspired and more creative, experimenting with my writings.

I set aside my shyness and reservations to write creatively. I still can't overcome some of my shyness and reservation but I am blooming, inspired by you.

You became my muse.

The man in the moon. The stars in my darkest hours. When at night I can't sleep thinking of you calms me to sleep.

The sunshine after the heavy storm. Where all the dead trees come to life again. That keeps me warm when everything gets chilly.

My own little heaven in my real life purgatory.

Writing...

Rune's Prose & Poetries

LUCID DREAMS

my wandering crazy mind is just doodling in the sands...

it's just me ...this is a collection of my amateurish writings of poetry, short stories, and prose...

These are all short stories compilation a different story per chapter.

WARNING: Adult contents, please be advised that you're reading EROTICA


ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
RuneMcGrey
Copyright©2014-present

All writings remains MEG Cabingan a.k.a. RuNe also known as runemcgrey's property.
Don't use it for any other purposes without her permission.

As they recounted their story they began wailing even more violently.


Nick sighed, he could see how much they suffered, even a grownup would have broken from all the stress and violent beatings, but these kids somehow managed to retain the love they carried for each other.


Seeing the two kids crying nonstop Nick could only console them, "Hey it's alright now, Big bro Nick is here!! Look at me, look at my muscles, look at my handsome face, nobody will bother you anymore, okay?"


Nick, did different kinds of poses bringing a smile to the kids' faces, "So does this mean big bro won't leave us?"


Nick frowned hearing their request, it would be troublesome to carry around two kids wherever he went, especially considering how he was now a cultivator who could get into a fight at any moment.


But then he looked at the kids' faces and all he could see was the dire hope that they could finally have someone to rely on, someone to shield them from the pains of this world like their father once did.


Sighing heavily and taking a deep breath Nick became resolute, "Big bro will never leave you alright, so you don't have to worry, but you have to listen to me no matter what I say because this world is extremely dangerous but I don't need to tell you that, so when I tell you to do something you do it without question understand?"


"Yes we understan.....waaaaaa" The little sibling could barely finish their sentence as they ran to hug Nick and started bawling violently, but these weren't tears of sadness like they were before, no, these were tears of joy.


It took them nearly half an hour to stop crying and by the end, both their eyes were violent red, but even then they didn't let go of Nick as if afraid that he would go back on his word and run away.


Nick could only accept that he would have to get used to being hugged by two kids while walking around, whatever it can be considered be weight training anyway.


As they walked out of the alley Nick asked them their names.


"I am Maggy and this is my little brother Dean."


"We're twins how can you be older!!"


"I am definitely older, I remember as soon as I was born I was thinking, 'I wish I had a little brother' then pop you came."


"You are utterly shameless! How can someone remember what happened as soon as they were born?"

"That's because girls have a better memory than boys!"


"No, they don't!"

"Yes, they do! If you don't believe me we can ask big brother! Aren't I right big brother?"

Nick was stumped, did she really expect him to support her claim that his memory was inferior to a girl's...

After they finished arguing they both looked up to him waiting for an answer.

"Well well well, if it isn't the thieving siblings, have you got our weekly payment ready?" A sudden voice sounded out behind Nick and the kids. But seeing the horror in the sibling's eyes when they heard that voice he could easily tell it must be the gangsters that forced the kids into child labor.

Nick slowly turned his head and found a group of people ten to twenty, glaring fiercely at the kids, but he was expressionless, he wasn't angry, scared, or disappointed, there was just a terrifying calm. 

He wouldn't be a hypocrite and pretend he stood for the weak, he was the type of person that did things on a whim, he would help those he wanted and found enjoyable, and ignore those that he didn't.

Since he had promised to take care of the kids he will now take them from this place regardless of who tried to stop him.

"I believe your grudge was with their father, and as far as I know, you have already taken his life which means these kids owe you nothing, I have now adopted these two, so back of and go back to wherever you came from!"

Nick didn't take this gang seriously, so what if they had more people only he knew how terrifying the amount of power coursing through his body was.

"What did you say boy?!!!" the voice seemed to be coming from behind the gang as they parted to reveal the speaker.

As soon as the person showed himself Nick immediately lost his cool, he started coughing violently and looked to be desperately trying to get some words out of his mouth.

"....you...cough...look like..cough..cough a blobfish...cough cough"

Every person on the street grew quiet and looked terrified, they had gotten used to this gang beating up people in broad daylight so they weren't really surprised about the confrontation, but no one had dared to insult the gang leader before.

Who couldn't see the resemblance, the nose whose tip touched his lips, the eyes that didn't have eyebrows, and lastly the wrinkly fatty skin hanging on every side as if to protect the owner shy neck, but no one has ever dared to say it before.

+2 domineering points
+2 domineering points
+2 domineering points
+2 domineering points

Nick stood there surprised, if insulting a gang leader could get him ten domineering points, what would threatening one get him?

"Boy, do you want to die?!!!! What part of me looks like a blobfish, you're the blobfish, your entire family is a blobfish!! I was tormented by my good looks ever since I was a child, my mother always said I was a work of art!!!"

"Yeah, maybe abstract art...fuck, was your mother blind or a professional liar and you dare to curse back at me, lets just insult each other then!!"

Nick was never afraid of anyone if it was a verbal battle, after all, he was surrounded with thugs growing up, back then, fuck you was a good morning, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!

"You started it!!!" the Blobfish said.


"Shut up....I...I...Slept with your mother!!"The blobfish said, but then he regretted it, what if he crossed the line and the boy killed himself in depression...how would he torture him then?

"Wow, that must have exhausted your entire vocabulary! Who knew you were ugly and Stupid?!!"

"Didn't you hear me...I slept with your mother!!" The blobfish was furious, why didn't he know other insults, as a reputable gang leader he must definitely expand his arsenal of vocabularies when he gets back.

"No way my mom would never sleep with a fish. But my dad...?"

Nick was having so much fun throwing insults around and if anyone asked him one of his favorite pass times in his last life it was defiantly googling creative insults and comebacks.

Feeling pleased with himself he looked back to check on the kids when he saw Maggy seriously writing his words down in rapt attention while Dean was just standing there in awe. Sigh is this what it means to give to the next generation? 

"Ahh, I will fight you to death!!! Chaaaarge!!!" The Blobfish was enraged, when had he been insulted this way. 


Nick didn't even look at the Blobfish as he was too busy watching his newly acquired 20 domineering points being taken to repay his debt. 

Dejected, he looked up and realized that the Blobgang were running over, he became even more depressed upon finding out the insult contest was over, but he still decided to get one last insult in before they fought.

"Sigh I would love to keep insulting you but I'm afraid I won't do as good a job as nature did, lets fight then!"

As soon as Nick finished his words his pupil tuned golden and released the dragon eyes suppressive effect.

The Blob gang just felt like an imaginary dragon was pressing them into submission.

+5 domineering points
+5 domineering points
+5 domineering points
+5 domineering points

Nick was surprised to find that his technique was made to act domineeringly, with his golden eyes he had made every Blob gang member kneel.

And in just a few seconds he had earned fifty domineering points. Now all he needed to do was keep it up.

"From now on your gang will be no more!!!"

+5 domineering points
+5 domineering points

"I will end your gang!!"

+5 domineering points
+5 domineering points

"I will end your gang if it is the last thing I do!!"

+2 domineering points
+2 domineering points

Huh? It seemed it wasn't domineering when he just kept talking, immediately he took out a low-level spirit sword from his duffle bag and killed a person.

"Your all next!!!"

+7 domineering points
+7 domineering points
+7 domineering points

And he kept killing and yelling until he couldn't get any more points, after that he outright killed the others.

He wasn't even the least bit conscious when he killed them, cause they weren't good people and neither was he.

"Wow, did you see that, he must be an immortal, to protect two kids he slaughtered an entire gang!!"

'Yeah, so cool, so overbearing so...so domineering!!!"

Hearing their praise Nick waved his hands humbly as he crouched down and started collecting the spoils of his kill driving the whole crowd speechless, brother are you an immortal or a robber? 

After Nick finished he walked away in a suave manner, but it really was uncomfortable to walk while being hugged on both sides by the clingy siblings.

Nick's first life as a country renowned lawyer is ended by a group of thugs.

Waking up, he finds out that he was given a second chance in life.

With an overbearing system that exists to make him The Emperor.

"Hey system can you please be a little less domineering?"

Hot, crowded, and noisy is how I would describe the halls to E.L.A. I push through the crowd and come across the school bullies. I rush passed them and hoped, since they were teasing another kid they wouldn't see me. I walked into the classroom only finding seven people to be seated.
    I look up at the white board and to see what it says surprised me. "Have a seat and get yourself comfy because this class is one of your classes without a teacher, you earned this by getting 100's all year last year in E.L.A. You will have to be responsible to teach yourself these subjects:
~Writing a good essay (Hook, Transitions, ect.)
~Vocabulary 
~Fluent reading
~Ability to speak and listen proficiently
   You will take a test that a different teacher will make for you every month. For today you decide what you would like to start on. Good Luck!~" -Mrs. Willford
   That's odd. Since when does this school have classes with no teachers. I guess I'll grab my dictionary, piece of paper, and a pencil to start my vocabulary. Getting straight into it I copy down every word, definition of the word, and I use it in a sentence.
   *Yawn* Ugh I should've gotten more sleep last night. Having no teacher buging me about being awake makes you really want to sleep. I mean I did go to sleep in science, but come on that wasn't that long before the stupid bell rang. What ever I'm going to sleep. 
   ZzZzZzzZ
                                                               <20 minutes later>
*Tap, tap* 
           
      "Hmm..What was that..." I open up my eyes slowly to find the girl from the back of the room next to me.
      "Um...you fell asleep and I just wanted you to know that we're going to doing a group project so I just thought maybe you wanted to join." She said in a cowardly voice. "...Sure?" I replied. So we walked over to this big , round, brown conference table. Turns out they were all doing vocabulary too so I grab my paper and sat down. All we really worked on was the same thing I was doing just we would end up sharing our words and sentences. 
     "Misinformation means false information that is spread, regardless of whether there is intent to mislead. I came up with the sentence, 'I believe there is a lot of misinformation about most of award winning schools.'" Maya, the girl who came to get me, told everyone.
     "Well I came up with the sentence for Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, one of the longest words in the English dictionary. Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis is a lung disease, and my sentence is, 'My grandfather got Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis." I babbled. "Its also almost time to go so I'm going to get my stuff ready."
    As I was packing up my things I realized that after this class was lunch. Which was amazing since I'm starving.
                                                                   >RING<

Jaxson is just your typical 6th grader wanting to have a normal life, but the school his mother signed him up for is way more than he could ever want. The band is students professional songs, E.L.A has no teacher, and there is a class for murder it self. Will Jaxson make it out out of this school alive?

Words are meant for a purpose of expressing some stuffs especially emotions not to impress snd attract some attentions.
      Communication is the exchange of ideas and can be able to create feedbacks with each other. Simplicity is beauty. Thus, commonication beauty can express through the simplicity of phrases and words used to create a nice feedback of your communicants, not a silence means I didn't understand reaction I may sight an example; in news broadcast: imagine news in a manner of using blood-popping , very complicated words; do you think the viewers will immediately catch up and get exactly what certain news all about? Maybe, by consulting Dr. Webster.
      Another example, a speech is being recited in a fact that it's so impressive in a sense the topic but it was redudantly saying a single idea. Hello, there is no barrier of communication is occurring to apply the principle of redudancy. The barrier is the word itself. Centain though might make the listener dizzy of the cycle of your very INTERESTING topic and vomit all the things he consumed from your piece.
      Also in writing, it may occur. Sometimes, there are a lot who is so fond of using superflous sclerous and noxious stated words only to impress their readers to let them know that they're intelligent, but actually it's the wide vocabulary that is being used not your style of writing. It's nice to be a vocabularitic person but it's not nice to make every readers of your article suffer from anaemic.
      Imagine how deay the wordd and phrases is? It can make a person bleed (literally). It can also take us to a roller-coaster ( not literally ), that's how powerful words are. i mean, those nice sounded words can alter the meaning of expressionism.

I am sitting the game system, in discord...  I just need suggestions cuz my brain is closed... PLZ HELP!  
I finished writing the basics of the EXP system, and now stuck in the elemental system (almost done, but need some creative ideas!) 

After I finish writing the new game system, I will proceed with the re-write... so the more you help me, the faster I can start writing!  (Discord Link both in comments and in writer's note!)

Voidne is the unluckiest person in the world.  Just like his mother, he needs to work 5 times harder than normal people, just to achieve the same thing.

But one day the unlucky Voidne crossed through a wormhole by a mistake, that sent him into a parallel universe to occupy the body of the Voidne from that universe.

The new parallel universe was more advanced, and a new game was about to get released.  It was a VRMMORPG, that is going to be super popular.  Even companies were going to fight over occupying this game.

Voidne who was the unluckiset person in the world, is now the luckiest person in the world...  

See how Voidne's life will change!

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