Shhh It was a secret read and  discover it youself!!!!!???????????????☺????

A collection of various completed fan fics that i have read. Only first chapter of each fan fic is posted. Download links to ePubs for fanfictions, LN and WN. (Over 3500 novels)


All credit goes to the original writers. I am simply giving suggestions to well written fanfictions.


 I do NOT own any rights to any characters and/or world depicted in these fan fictions. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Sheila Legazpi is an orphan who works in an internet cafe and loves to play online computer games for fun. She loved her carefree lifestyle until she uneventfully saved a man from being hit by a truck and died.

When she woke up the next day, she was reincarnated in the body of a girl named Scarlet Rose, the queen of the realm of the abandoned,who went into a deep sleep after getting injured in a war against the other realms.

Join Sheila- now Scarlet Rose... as she takes the role of the newly awakened Queen with her 7 elite bodyguards called the Scarlet Order and makes an unplanned journey to the Human Realm and slowly discovers the secrets of Scarlet's identity.

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This fantasy story is inspired by all the web novel and epub books I've read so far. Hope you like the story and enjoy reading it.

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[Romance, Fantasy, Reincarnation]


Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.


Copyright © Stefanny Juarbal
(HeySteff)

Chapter updates will be 4 chapters a week. A mass release is a maybe, depending on my mood. :D

I hope all of you are having a great day.

Please support me and Scarlet's journey!


Best wishes!

When those last words were spoken by both of them, Scarlet felt an unimaginable pain tearing her body apart. Her eyebrows creased while she endured the earsplitting pain. Her forehead was sweating profusely and her lips was turning a shade that was pale of color.

"Ahh!" Scarlet screamed. She almost let go of Jasper's hands. The pain was unbearable for her but Jasper's little hands held unto hers, encouraging her to endure the pain with him since he was experiencing the same torture as well... She was not alone.

When the pain finally subsided the rope connecting them both shattered into pieces. Scarlet was exhausted throughout the whole process. She couldn't open her eyes. 

Scarlet felt her body weak of strength, fall to the ground, but strong, sturdy arms caught her fall. 

Right after that, she heard a husky baritone voice.

"Finally..." the person's minty breath fanning her face. "You're mine now."

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His gazed went back to his sleeping wife once again, not realizing his feet was taking a few steps closer to her bed before he sat on the edge beside her, not breaking his eyes away from her beautiful face.

"What do I do with you…?" 

His voice was hoarse as he lovingly stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. Then he gently traced the side of her face with his fingers, immersing himself with the feel of her warm skin on his palm when all of a sudden, a slender hand grabbed his wandering fingers before her exquisite eyelids fluttered open, her striking black irises looking back at him.

Jasper was stunned motionless right away. His eyes burning with embarrassment feeling he was caught doing something shameful towards her. While his mind was thinking of an excuse, the emotion inside Scarlet's eyes eased up as the corners of her crimson red lips twisted upwards. Her delicate face containing a captivating smile.

"Finally... I caught you." Her gentle yet melodious voice said, making Jasper flinch beside her. 


Disclaimer: This is a Work of Fiction… This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Please support me and Scarlet's journey!

Best wishes!

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[ A quick re-cap ]


"Are we going to have our tea party here, papa?" Alexandra asked, her tone of voice laced with excitement and joy as she looked at her father. Her eyes sparkling like stars in the night sky, the expression that was plastered on her face was bright. She looked like an excited kid who was brought to a toy shop. "And the next tea parties too. I have heard from Carlos that you want to have our tea parties in the garden," Her father responded in a nonchalant tone of voice.



Alexandra's smile widened and she couldn't help but rush to her father and throw her body at him to hug him which startled him. "Thank you," She said as she hugged him. Her father just hummed as his lips curled up into a smile that Alexandra didn't see. Nobody saw him smiling at her daughter who was hugging him so he was thankful for that. Carlos just smiled as he saw the two. Unlike before, the emperor wasn't comfortable with the young miss hugging her suddenly and would just act cold but now, he was completely relaxed as if he was happy and used to it. 



While Christian, he was smiling at the sight in front of him but he could feel something in him. Like his heart was aching in pain and he wished that he was also in the position Alexandra was in. He just let out a sigh. Alexandra broke away from the hug and she smiled at her father. They walked towards the gazebo and Christian followed behind them. Alexandra climbed up and took the seat in the middle or between the two chairs. Christian took the seat on her left while her father took the seat on her right.



The food was already prepared and placed on the table. The sweet aroma each of it emitted wafted to their nose making Alexandra hungry even if she just ate two hours ago. If ever she gets fat, she wouldn't regret it. At least she was able to eat these delicious foods only a few people could eat. But since she has high metabolism as a kid, she doesn't get fat easily which she is very lucky to have.



The atmosphere that surrounded them was more comfortable and relaxing than ever when they were at the courtyard, the garden was filled with flowers and there was a pond near them. It was clear and clean, the water lilies made it more beautiful. Really, I am very thankful for Carlos for telling her father about it, she thought to herself.



"What are you waiting for, you can eat now," Her father said as he took a sip from the cup of tea he was holding. He was sitting with his legs crossed while he leaned back on his chair, he looked elegant and graceful with that position of his, to be honest. No wonder many women fell for him, she thought to herself and her eyes darted at the macaroons. Alexandra's eyes darted at the dessert stand, multiple colorful macaroons were seen and it looked delicious. Alexandra took one, a smile was seen on her face as she did.



She looked at Christian on the corner of her eyes, she saw that he wasn't eating and was just staring at somewhere. "Brother, aren't you going to eat?" Alexandra asked, making him snap out of his daze. "O-Oh, right," He said before he took one cupcake from the dessert stand near the macaroons. Everything here looked delicious and some were new to her. As a person who loves desserts, this was simply like paradise for her. Too bad, Brother Calixander doesn't get to eat these sweets since he doesn't look like the type of person that would join in a tea party and enjoy, she thought to herself.



Does he like macaroons? I remember Christian telling me that he likes macaroons, should I give him one when he returns? What about scones? Those were really delicious, I wonder if he would like it when I give him. It was still completely unbelievable that a scary and cold person like him would love sweets more than me. You really can't judge a book by its cover, eh. Well, Chandler is a Tsundere, so yeah. Somehow, all of her brother's personalities are pretty amusing and unique. Their personalities are quite refreshing and new for her. I think Christian is the only one whose looks are the same as his personality, he looked gentle and calm and his personality was sweet and caring.



As Alexandra was thinking and multiple thoughts were running inside her head as she ate, she heard her father spoke snapping her out of her daze. "Just to inform you, there are newly added books in our library. Christian, I bought a shelf of history books for you," Was what her father said as he looked at Christian who was silently eating. Christian looked quiet and unusual today, I wonder what is running inside his mind right now, she thought to herself as she looked at Christian.



"Hm. Oh, thank you, father. I really appreciate it," He said and smiled at her father. Oh, new books, that makes me more excited to visit the library. I wonder what was added there. Since the library was spacious and big enough, they could add as many books that they want. Well, Christian got a shelf of History books, I think he would spend most of his time reading all of it. I wish I am not that busy, I would probably just spend my time reading and doing the things that I like.



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Their tea party lasted for an hour as they were talking about some things. Christian didn't participate that much and was quiet most of the time. That made Alexandra worried. But she didn't ask him what he was thinking or if he was okay knowing that his response would just be either of these two: "Nothing." and "I'm fine, you don't have to worry," or something like that.



After their tea party which was held in the garden. Alexandra was delighted and satisfied, she was used and tired of the courtyard since they usually have their tea parties there. Alexandra was already on her way towards the library with Christian walking beside her. Carlos and Gabriel, their personal knights, walked behind them quietly. Alexandra was excited to arrive at the library and read the new books there. I wonder if I will find something interesting there, they told me that I can borrow as many books as I want but I still have to return it, she couldn't help but hum a happy tune as they walked.



This grabbed Christian's attention and made him turn his head in her direction. He asked her, "What are you thinking?" He asked. Alexandra turned her head and looked at her brother's direction, her lips were curled up into a faint and gentle smile but there were joy and happiness tracing it, "I'm just excited at what kind of books were added. I hope that I can find something that I want there," She answered and smiled widely at her brother.



Her brother just hummed and they continued walking quietly. The sound of their light footsteps was the only thing heard and piercing through the silence that surrounded them. But it wasn't awkward or uncomfortable, rather it was relaxing and comforting. Sometimes, talking all the time would just tire you out so Alexandra just remained quiet.



Not more than 10 minutes, they finally arrived in front of the door of the library which was opened by Gilbert and they went inside. Alexandra and Carlos went in first before their personal knights followed inside, closing the door behind them as they did. Carlos instead of walking to the stairs to head towards their usual spot, he headed towards the history section and Alexandra followed behind him. "The fiction books aren't here, you know? It's either on the second floor or on the other side of this shelf," Christian said as he noticed Alexandra following behind him.



Their personal knights stood still at a distance and watched the two. As usual, they were just silently standing, not giving a care about each other but only at their masters who are walking together except that Alexandra was behind him. "I know, I just want to check the history books that were added. Who knows, I might find something interesting there," Alexandra responded and continued to follow her brother until they arrived in front of a shelf filled with books. The books looked new and it seems like these were the ones newly added in this library judging by how clean it looked. It seems untouched.



Alexandra stared at the books in front of her and read the words written on its spine. All of the books here are all thick, it would be too heavy for her to carry back to the palace. Well, Carlos is there to help me but looking at how thick it all looked, I am slowly losing my enthusiasm and excitement to read. Alexandra looked at her brother at the corner of her eyes who was standing still in front of the shelf, he looked like he was thinking about something.



Come to think of it, Christian can guess what the person is thinking, not exactly, just by their expressions and such. He could tell almost everything just by some simple observation and analysis. He could read someone just like an open book. He could be a mind reader but no, he isn't. Yet despite of that, he was hard to read. It was hard to tell what he was feeling or thinking. He might look like an open book, a person easy to be read, but he isn't. I wonder what he really is thinking, she thought to herself. Despite his smiles and gentle words, there was something different from him. Curiosity slowly overwhelming her and she gulped.



"Brother, what are you thinking?" Curiosity already takes control of her body. She was curious, it was like Christian is a puzzle she was trying to solve for a long time. When she asked him that, she grabbed his attention making him turn his head in her direction, a confused look plastered on his face. His eyebrows were knitted and he blinked multiple times, "Nothing. Why do you ask?" He said. Almost the whole time while they were having their tea party, he was either spacing out or was just silent. Alexandra was worried for him and at the same time, curious about what he was thinking.



For a long time, this question bugged her. This question was one of those things that she thinks every night. Alexandra gulped and turned her body to face him, "Brother, do you really not hate me?" Alexandra asked him in a curious tone of voice. There was something different from his gaze every time when she is with her father and acting sweet and close with him while he just stands by. Alexandra thought that it was probably just her imagination but earlier while she was hugging her father, she could see what his gaze was. Like there was something in that gaze, she wasn't sure of it but she thinks it was jealousy. Hatred.



Christian still looked confused and he let out a light awkward laugh. "What are you suddenly saying, Alexandra? Are you still hungry?" He asked her as he let out a laugh. It looked like he was trying to avoid the question. Alexandra's expression remained the same, she stared at him with a serious look on her face. Her lips pursed into a thin line. She wants to know, she badly wants to know what he truly feels. "Brother, I am serious. Please answer my question, do you really not hate me?" Alexandra asked him once again. This time, a sad smile on her lips. Her eyebrows were up-turned.



Christian's eyes widened and she stared at Alexandra before he let out a sigh and looked down. Ah, it seems like he does, she thought to herself and couldn't help but feel an aching pain in her chest.

When Alexandra opened her eyes, she suddenly became a princess?!


She was hit by a truck and born once again as a baby, aside from that, she can remember her previous life.


But she wasn't like the other princess who gets to be with their family. She was a princess yet to be announced and being observed. She was born in a supposedly all-males only bloodline and they think she was a curse or bad luck. Her brothers and father hated her.


Out of all things in her life, she never expected this to happen.


Watch Alexandra as she conquers the heart of her brothers and softens the stone heart of the emperor with her charm and go through the journey of her new life as she slowly uncovered and revealed everything.

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"What did I ever do wrong in my past life?!"


"Everything." He answered.


"..."


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Author is currently on a break and will return on July 13.

The English novel begins behind bars, in extremis. Its first author, John Bunyan, was a Puritan dissenter whose writing starts with sermons and ends with fiction. His famous allegory, the story of Christian, opens with a sentence of luminous simplicity that has the haunting compulsion of the hook in a great melody. "As I walk'd through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place, where was a Denn; And I laid me down in that place to sleep: And as I slept I dreamed a Dream."
A "Denn" is a prison, and Bunyan wrote most of the book in Bedford county gaol, having been arrested for his beliefs during the "Great Persecution" of 1660-1690. He shares the experience of prison with Cervantes, who had the idea for Don Quixote while incarcerated in La Mancha. Like so many novels that follow in this list, The Pilgrim's Progress blends fact and fiction. As well as being the record of Bunyan's dream, a well-known fictional device, it is also an archetypal tale – a quest, fraught with danger. Christian's pilgrimage takes him through the Slough of Despond, Vanity Fair and the Delectable Mountains in a succession of adventures that keep the reader turning the page. With his good companions, Faithful and Hopeful, he vanquishes many enemies before arriving at the Celestial City with the line that still reverberates through the English literary tradition: "So he passed over, and all the trumpets sounded for him on the other side."

In Hollywood terms, the novel has a perfect "arc". It also contains a cast of unforgettable characters, from Mr Worldly Wiseman to Lord Hategood, Mr Stand-fast and Mr Valiant-for-Truth.
More profoundly, as an allegory of state repression, it has been described by the historian EP Thompson as one of the "foundation texts of the English working-class movement". Part of its uniquely English quality is a robust and engaging sense of humour that has cemented its appeal to generations of readers.

The Pilgrim's Progress is the ultimate English classic, a book that has been continuously in print, from its first publication to the present day, in an extraordinary number of editions. There's no book in English, apart from the Bible, to equal Bunyan's masterpiece for the range of its readership, or its influence on writers as diverse as William Thackeray, Charlotte Bronte, Mark Twain, CS Lewis, John Steinbeck and even Enid Blyton.

Huckleberry Finn speaks for many readers when, recalling his Mississippi education, he says: "There was some books too... One was 'Pilgrim's Progress', about a man that left his family it didn't say why. I read considerable in it now and then. The statements was interesting, but tough."

The story of a man in search of the truth is the plot of many kinds of fiction, fromPortnoy's Complaint to Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. Like many of the writers in the list that follows, Bunyan had a wonderful ear for the rhythms of colloquial speech and his allegorical characters come to life in dialogue that never fails to advance the narrative. Story is one thing. The simple clarity and beauty of Bunyan's prose is something else. Braided together, style and content unite to make a timeless English classic.

Título original: Foundation
Isaac Asimov, 1951
Traducción: Pilar Giralt
Editor digital: Horus
Corrección de erratas: asturnauta, egoitz44
ePub base r1.1

ISAAC ASIMOV

ISAAC ASIMOV está considerado uno de los más grandes escritores de ciencia ficción de todos los tiempos.

Nacido en Rusia, su familia decidió emigrar a Estados Unidos cuando Asimov sólo contaba con tres años de edad. Se crio, pues, en Brooklyn, Nueva York, donde su padre mantenía una tienda de venta de golosinas y revistas. 

Desde pequeño ya demostró su interés por la ciencia ficción, siendo un ávido consumidor de revistas pulp.

Su atracción por la ciencia le llevó a estudiar Ingeniería Química, donde luego lograría doctorarse en Bioquímica y ser profesor en la Universidad de Boston durante varios años, hasta que su labor literaria le llevó a abandonar el mundo de la docencia.

Tras acabar la carrera, Asimov publicó su primer cuento en 1939, en la revista Astounding Science Fiction —dirigida por el famoso John W. Campbell— y también colaboró con Amazing Stories.

Asimov nunca abandonó la escritura de cuentos y a lo largo de su vida publicó gran número de antologías.

Su obra más importante es sin duda La Fundación (1942) proyecto que se publicó en diversas entregas a lo largo de los años y que compuso poco a poco el universo en que Asimov centró la mayor parte de su trabajo. También ese año (1942) Asimov se casó con Gertrude Blugerman con la que vivió hasta 1970, momento en que se divorció.

En 1950 publicó su primera novela larga Un guijarro en el cielo, que significó el pistoletazo de salida para una larga y prolífica serie de títulos en los que Asimov no sólo trató la ciencia ficción sino que se introdujo en géneros como el policiaco, el histórico o la divulgación científica.

A lo largo de su carrera literaria recibió gran número de galardones literarios, entre los cuales se encuentran varios Premios Hugo, Nébula o Locus. Asimov formó parte, junto a Robert A. Heinlein y Arthur C. Clarke, de los mejores exponente de la época dorada de la ciencia ficción.

Asimov volvió a casarse en 1973 con Janet Opal, un año después de publicar otra de sus obras más importantes Los propios dioses (1972). Varios de sus libros fueron llevados al cine, como El hombre del bicentenario o Yo, Robot.

La producción de Asimov siguió siendo importante, tanto en cuentos como libros, hasta su muerte el seis de Abril de 1992.

ISAAC ASIMOV está considerado uno de los más grandes escritores de ciencia ficción de todos los tiempos.

Sleepteddy: Did you finish your laundry? @Elyon

Elyon: Not yet. I hate laundry days *grin emoticon*

Shiksha Jerath: I hate cleaning days.

Sleepteddy: Same.

Shiksha Jerath: When I have to deep clean the house at the end of the month It's a pain in the behind.

Elyon: Ahem can you help deep clean our house as well? Thank you in advance!

Shiksha Jerath: Roll outta here!

Elyon: *crying emoticon* The hard part is that I have a migraine right now, but the laundry won't go away unless I do it.

Shiksha Jerath: How much laundry do you have?

Elyon: A week's worth.

Shiksha Jerath: F.

Elyon. F. Yeah.

Shiksha Jerath: What were you doing the rest of the week?

Sleepteddy: I know a way to cure your migraine, read my story. *smiling imp emoticon*

Elyon: Haha later teddy. I'll rest after this one.

Shiksha Jerath: Teddy slides in promotion for his work.

Sleepteddy: Well it's not promotion.

[A/N: Teddy is working on a new novel at the moment, and this one is pretty interesting. He's not uploading it yet and merely stockpiling chapters for now. Very wise move ;) ]

Shiksha Jerath: Let's say a recommendation then.

Sleepteddy: That neither.

Overlord Venus: @Elyon Use the reverse side of the clothes, no need to do laundry for another week. *think smart emoticon*

Shiksha Jerath: Damn Venus u dirtbag.

Overlord Venus: Ahahaha. But i dont do that I have a washing machine…

Sleepteddy: Ofc you do xD

Shiksha Jerath: Then how come your response was so quick?

Overlord Venus: I am always lightning quick in my replies. *blob triumph emoticon*

Sleepteddy: Your own experience helped you there Venus.

Shiksha Jerath: Oh, I don't have a washing machine or a vacuum cleaner in my apartment. What's the point of buying when imma working here? It's a pain to bring all the machines when I change apartments so I have to do everything by hand.

Overlord Venus: There was a time… long long ago.

Elyon: *Evil grin emoticon* Yeah, No.

Overlord Venus: By hand? Holy moly!

Shiksha Jerath: The only machines I have at my place are the kitchen appliances or a treadmill.

Sleepteddy: Your washing machine is broken, that's why you use the backside of your clothes Venus. *laugh emoticon*

Shiksha Jerath: Yeah. Pity me.

Elyon: Omo, wash clothes using a treadmill. YOU are a GENIUS!

Overlord Venus: you have a treadmill but dont buy a washing machine? Yeah
like Ely said do it that way.

Shiksha Jerath: I had to buy a treadmill because I was 20kg overweight.

Elyon: Those flabs! *tsumi lewd emoticon*

Shiksha Jerath: My stomach looked more like tires F.

Elyon: Those chubby parts!

Overlord Venus: @Sleepteddy *burning emoticon*

Sleepteddy: *laugh emoticon*

Overlord Venus: Wash it with hands.

Elyon: brb throwing things again at the laundry.

Overlord Venus: Then you would drastically lose weight.

Shiksha Jerath: Ai ai. Don't laugh. My heart still burns over the money I spent on food and then had to spend thousands to buy the treadmill to take all that weight off.

Overlord Venus: Or best advice, from my expert self: Don't eat food. you can lose weight. 100% guaranteed.

Elyon: Genius move. Sasuga *blob think emoticon*

Shiksha Jerath: Ai ai. I said no to my maid to do all the work by myself and lose weight.

Overlord Venus: As long as you don't stop eating, its difficult to lose weight.

Shiksha Jerath: You think it's easy to wash a bucket load of clothes by hand? Aima. My back breaks.

Motivated Sloth: Wew.

Overlord Venus: Or feel stressed all the time, like 24/7. you would lose weight for sure, except there's a side effect of white hair arrivals.

Shiksha Jerath: @Overlord Venus Don't talk about eating. Its been two years since I had any of the roadside stalls greasy food.

Overlord Venus: @Shiksha Jerath I eat whatever I want and don't seem to put much weight.

Shiksha Jerath: Don't make me hate you @Overlord Venus

Sleepteddy: Me too.

[A/N: Me three!]

Overlord Venus: *blush emoticon*

Sleepteddy: I eat pizza every day but still look good. *shrug emoticon*

Elyon: @Shiksha Jerath You think I didn't experience that in the past? I was there before washing machine was a thing.

Shiksha Jerath: Teddy beware that I don't come to kill you in the dead of the night.

Sleepteddy: *laugh emoticon*

Overlord Venus:  ̶T̶h̶e̶r̶e̶'̶s̶ ̶a̶l̶w̶a̶y̶s̶ ̶a̶ ̶r̶e̶v̶e̶r̶s̶e̶ ̶s̶i̶d̶e̶

Murakami Takai: Having a fast metabolism means you'll die earlier.

Sleepteddy: @Shiksha Jerath I'm sure the last thing you want to see is me at night.

Elyon: Lmao.

Shiksha Jerath: Oh. Whenever I used to go back home, I would pile up my dirty clothes in a different bag altogether. Miss mumma. I haven't been home even once this year. *cries*

Sleepteddy: I wash my clothes since 12.

Shiksha Jerath: @Sleepteddy truthfully, the only thing I want to do at night is watch dramas or read a novel and then sleep at around 1am.

Sleepteddy: My mum just said one day, "Wash your clothes yourself you bum."

Murakami Takai: Oof.

Sleepteddy: That's how she is. *shrug emoticon*

Shiksha Jerath: I went away from home a few short months of 16 and my mum was never satisfied with me washing my clothes or when the maid. She always said the clothes were dirty or had some residual soap in them.

Sleepteddy: She broke a broom on my leg because I skipped classes once, you think I ever tried that again? xD

[A/N: Yikes!]

Shiksha Jerath: F. You an Asian? @Sleepteddy

Sleepteddy: No. I'm Cuban. I look at other kids, when they skip nothing happens, and they keep skipping classes.

Murakami Takai: Oof. You're gonna hate me.

Sleepteddy: Why? @Murakami Takai *pat emoticon*

Murakami Takai: I skip all the time. Still get good marks.

[A/N: See kids? This person is a bad influence. Stay away from him.]

Sleepteddy: Well if you still get good marks. *shrug* Skipping is fine as long it doesn't affect you.

Shiksha Jerath: I never skipped classes until I completed my high school. I even got an award for three years in running for never taking a single leave throughout the year.

Sleepteddy: Not bad.

Shiksha Jerath: And then the fourth year I feel so ill that I skipped school for a full 20 days.

Sleepteddy: I only started skipping after i was sure my mother wouldn't get wind of it.

Shiksha Jerath: Haha. Na I only ever skipped a handful of lectures whole I was doing my bachelors and masters. Though in college none of the proofs paid much attention to it but I was a goody goody two shoes.


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Author's Notes:

Hello! Good day/eve to all of you. It's time for me to say my excuses for not updating WWCG for a long time. 

*cough cough*

Well, the first reason is because I joined a writing prompt contest and I don't trust myself "not to advertise and ask for votes" here in WWCG. 

After the contest ended… I did a bit of soul searching. I asked myself, what do I really want to do? My answer was simple. I want to be a better writer.

I then decided to take a one month break from writing WWCG and focus on reading reference books on how to "properly write" a story. I learned a lot, and after reading all those resource materials, I came to the realization that my writing style was "trashier" than I initially expected.

It hurts, but it was the truth. I'm currently changing my writing style to make it more "proper", but it's hard when old habits kick in. However, all was not wasted. I don't need to compare myself to others, because I know that doing so will only make me feel inferior.

I've re-read my first few chapters and cringed. Then I read more and cringed more to the point that I realized how much I improved. *AHEM!*

New authors focus more on getting views, comments, reviews, and collections. They set their expectations and when these "expectations" are not met… they feel bad. 

Sometimes, it gets to the point that they drop/abandon their story altogether. There is no right or wrong way on how to do this. I still don't have the qualifications to teach you on how you can increase your views, comments, and collections.

Still, I think that improving yourself is much more "fulfilling" than mere wish fulfillment. I'm going to share with all of you the tools I've learned from this one month of Soul Searching and if you really want to improve, please do try these resource materials.

Murakami gave me this Epub file called "Descriptions - Monica Wood." It covers a lot of things and for new authors, this is a powerful tool that will help you understand some of the things that "you don't know that you don't know." You can read this file by installing Epub Reader on your devices or desktop.

Another advice for discovery writers. I am, or rather was a discovery writer. I understand the fun of discovery writing, but also understood its limitations. Writing blindly, a chapter day after day , even if you have some sort of idea where the story is headed will only lead to a WALL/BLOCK in the long run.

Please, don't argue with me for now and continue to read. Even if you had the story laid out on your head, it still won't make your story coherent and the foundations you think you have is non-existent.

So, the next resource material that I am going to share with you is how to "plot your story/outline very fast." Don't underestimate this resource material, because it may be the answer to ALL OF YOUR PLOTTING/OUTLINING PROBLEMS. 

This technique was so effective that I was able to plot my 2 novels in less than an hour. Hah? You think I'm joking? A friend of mine also thought the same, but when I gave him this reference material all he was able to say was "Paternal Grandmother…"

Without further ado, go to "Youtube" and search for "How to Plot Your Novel FAST by Ellen Brock." Please, watch until the end of the video. Trust me, you won't regret it!

Ellen Brock is an editor and her advice when it comes to story writing may come in handy.

If you think, you're good enough already feel free to ignore these reference materials. However, if you want to improve, for yourself and not for other people then by all means give these resources a chance.

I may not be able to update WWCG on a regular basis, because I'm still learning and looking for better resource materials that will help my growth as a writer. If I find anything noteworthy, I will also share these materials with you. 

Even with all the things I learned and currently learning; I decided not to edit the first few chapters of WWCG. I want it to serve as a lesson to me, and a constant reminder that everything starts with the first step. No matter how small, silly, inexperienced, clumsy it may be, the first step must be taken in order to move forward.

Feel free to share these information to your friends and fellow writers as well. Also please remember…

In times of Darkness one must stop looking for the Light, and become the Glow for others to Follow.


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"Iced coffee with no milk," Antonia cheerfully stuffed my usual morning drink in my hand. 
"Cause I'm a weirdo." I responded in a singsong voice, pointing both my index fingers at her holding the cup.
"Looks like someone's in a good mood today," She smiled. "What did bratty Brad do this time?"
"We're having a dinner date again tonight, and this Saturday, he's taking me to the- " 
She gasped. "Oh my God, is he taking you to the Central Ferris Wheel?"
"How did you know?" I was stunned.
"Because that's what all the romantic guys do!" She squealed. "I'm so happy for you, Ped! It feels like only yesterday when you were still single, and now look at you, running off with your hot sugar daddy!"
"He's not my sugar daddy," I protested, while Antonia hugged me tightly.
"Remember to upload more pictures to your Instagram story so you can make all the single gays jealous," She pointed out. "Christian will be so envious!"
"Why Christian of all people?" 
"Don't you remember? He used to be head over heels for you in high school."
"First of all, he didn't." I replied, breaking free from her hug. "And secondly, I haven't seen him since we graduated. Who knows where he is now?"
"Fine, fine," Antonia giggled. "Have fun tonight then! Also, where's Nathan?"

Not long after that, Nathan joined us as Antonia and I were about to find our seats in the lecture hall.
"What's up y'all?" He greeted us, meeting my gaze for half a second with a look that's unusually warm and almost even lustful.
"Did Ped tell you about the Ferris Wheel date?" Antonia quickly exclaimed.
"Yup, he did," Nathan laughed and put his arm around my shoulder. "This guy, I swear, is like protagonist of a badly-written erotic fiction. Did he tell you about the cinema and the restaurant?"
"The what now?" She turned to me.
"I'll tell you the whole story, but it's X-rated." I smirked.
"Woah, don't tell me you're already having-" Antonia lowered her voice. "-sex with him?"
"Wait 'til you hear about their crazy sex adventures." Nathan patted my shoulder, giving me another stare.

-----

"Aren't you afraid someone will find out?" Antonia asked worriedly.
"I do, actually. But it's not like you guys will tell anyone, right?" 
"Of course not." Nathan exclaimed. "We won't tell anyone 'bout your secret boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend."
"Yet." Nathan added, winking.
"So you guys should just stay low on campus and nobody'll know." Antonia advised.
"Can he get fired over this?" said Nathan.
"I think so, so we'll have to be extra careful."
"Extra careful meaning having public sex, right." 
"It was like two times, Nathan!" 
"With how things are going, you guys won't just stop at two." He laughed.
I gave him a stink face, to which he responded with a mischievous grin.

The lecture soon ended.
"Mr. Mateo," he corrected me after I frantically called his name in the hallways of the college. "Calling me by my first name here on campus would raise some unwanted eyebrows, Ped."
"Sorry," I blurted, following him to his office, the evening sun dawning on our faces as we walk side by side.
"How was my class today? Did I bore you all?" 
"Of course not, Mr. Mateo," 
"Good," Brad said. "Next time, though, don't distract me with those lovey-dovey eyes of yours."
"Huh?" I said reflexively.
"Don't deny it, buddy," He tickled his chin. "You were staring at me throughout the whole class, but I don't think you were listening to what I was saying."
I blushed and argued, "You were distracting me with your…"
"My what?" He stopped walking.
"Your… existence! You're just so hot." 
"That's not a very good justification for not paying attention, Ped. But I will take the compliment, thank you." He grinned.
"Dinner tonight, right?" I changed the topic.
"Yes, and I was thinking, do you want to head over to a gay club with me after that?"
I was surprised at his sudden proposal.
"A gay club?"
"Affirmative, tonight there's an exclusive show and I think you'd take a liking to the fun atmosphere there,"
"What sort of show are you talking about?"
"Let's just say clothes will be taken off," Brad smirked. 
Overjoyed, I instantly agreed to his offer.

Disclaimer: this novel is very gay and NSFW

Gay college student Ped Luca falls in love with a young professor Brad and tries to maintain a discrete relationship in campus, while his friends Nathan and Antonia help them cover up.

Volume 1: After a fateful encounter one morning, Ped goes on a series of dates with his new professor Brad that are filled with steamy moments and situations.

Volume 2: Ped and his new professor boyfriend Brad spend their first summer together as a couple, meeting new people and trying new things along the way.

Volume 3: As Ped’s third year of college begins, he tries to find balance in his relationships with Brad and Nathan while he is offered an interesting side-job.

Though the events that transpired a few minutes ago was intense and nerve-racking, the harmonious aura came back when they reached the bookstore.
Dandan carefully measured her boss' mood while they were walking towards the entrance and it seems that her boss has cooled down. She thanked all the gods and deities in this world that everything is back to normal again.
Once they were inside, Dandan excused herself so she can quickly pick the necessary items that the employees from the office wanted. She left her boss hanging around the fiction books section.
The bookstore was really crowded today so once Secretary Dandan has to queue, it'll take long before she could pay the office supplies she picked.
Xiulan's mood was serene again and everything that happened a while ago were swept away once she's inside the store. Bookstores are her happy place and it immediately alleviated her mood. She went to young adult fiction section to check the newest and trendiest books.
Since its young adult, it's full of romance and magic genre. The titles were all new to her and the stories seems promising.
Her attention was caught by the romance books with very vulgar covers in it. She liked the stories but the covers were quite distasteful for her. She thought that books these days are not so discreet in hiding what's inside. She remembered the books twenty years ago would have plain cover designs and people wouldn't actually know the book is erotic unless they read it. But now, these provocative book covers are exposed to children.
While she criticize each of the books' cover, she took her time reading each of the synopsis at the back as well. She seems to be so engross in reading them that she was not aware that some aunties inside the bookstore were gossiping about her.
"Is that Mrs. Xing? She's so tiny..."
"It's my first time seeing her in person. She's very pretty but she lacks height. Her dress is so pretty though!"
"The contrast of Hongqi's ex-girlfriends vs Mrs. Xing are too big! I'm pretty sure Hongqi has a tall, beautiful, model side chick."
"I am going to bet a slut could snatch Xing Hongqi from this woman. She's pretty but there are far more beautiful and sexier women."
"Look at her height, OMG!"
"Wow! Her waist is so small… but her height… err…"
"Hmph! She's not that pretty like what the people says!"
"Gong Yuming is prettier."
"Betting that they'll divorce this year. She's not that pretty like her husband's exes."
The constant degrading hush from the bystanders managed to catch Xiulan's attention. "Are they really gossiping about me, in front of me? I can't believe this. Are people really this boisterous in shaming someone?"
She had enough of this. When will people stop this kind of attacks on her? She can't just stand here and let them slander her like this. She could ignore this if it was a hearsay but they are slandering her in person. For some reason, the constant mention of her height irritated her so badly. Never ever criticized a woman's height in front of them.
Xiulan put down the book she was holding and coldly gazed at the gossiping women. She walked towards them with her high heels clacking so loudly. She stopped in front of them and savagely scolded them. "You women have a lot of free time to gossip about me. Instead of talking about my marriage and height, all of you should check on your husbands. A young, tall, beautiful girl might be with them right now."
The women gawked at her, they were all surprised by her words. They all thought she's meek and wouldn't even try to approach them. But here she is, standing in front of them with her thousand dollars dress, shoes and clear skin. They were embarrassed but they wanted to rebut to save face and bully her back but she's not finished in her scolding yet.
"And my short height doesn't undermine the continuous contributions I made for this country. What about you people? Is your gossiping helped the country's economy?"  Xiulan's perfectly plucked eyebrows were all way up. With her tiny height but amazing confidence, she intimidated these godforsaken gossipers.
The women were mummed and don't know how to answer back. They were just middle class people and a rich, upper class woman scolding them made them afraid to say something.
"I didn't know that Mrs. Xing has a lot of free time to scold people." A woman with very long fake eyelashes emerged. With her voice, she might be the person who mentioned Gong Yuming's name.
Xiulan lazily looked at this woman who appeared like a random mushroom, provoking her.  "Yes I have a lot of free time. What about it?" Xiulan rebutted and her eyebrows were still arched. It gave her a snobby and intimidating look.
The annoying woman scoffed. "Don't be cocky just because you are rich and married to Xing Hongqi. He can leave you anytime."
"Ad-hominem. Why is my husband being mentioned in this? So what if he leaves me? Am I not allowed to scold people who are slandering me? Hmm?" Xiulan was in the mood to scold people so she would continue this until Dandan is finished with her shopping. Hell, who cares about image now?
"People with class don't argue with people in public." The woman fought back.
"And who said that? Was it written in a manual on how to be classy?" Xiulan won't let this woman slide.
"You might be rich but your attitude stinks." The woman provoked. Her arguments were out of place.
"Judgmental. How come you say my attitude stinks when we've been only exchanging questions? I can't believe I am not allowed to scold people who slandered me." Xiulan bewilderingly asked. She doesn't get this woman's anger. She only scolded the gossipers but this woman is diverting the topic to something else.
"Just wait and your careful pure image will be trashed soon." The woman was about to leave since she doesn't know what to say anymore.
"I wouldn't mind that. Be careful on not losing your job too." Xiulan scoffed before she left the gossiping women and went to Dandan, who's busy in responding to the group chat with her co-employees regarding what to buy in the bookstore.
The woman halted her movements and nervously looked at Xiulan's retreating back. "She won't know my name and report it to my boss, right?"
"Dandan, aren't you finished yet?" Xiulan smiled at Dandan. Her face didn't display any irritation or negativity. It seems that she enjoyed the argument she had a while ago.
"Boss, I'll be next soon. You can wait in the car so you can relax." Dandan quickly answered. She was confused for a moment why the people surrounding them were looking at her boss quite differently.
"Okay." Xiulan agreed but before she leaves the place, she picked a book that has caught her eye a while ago and gave it to Dandan. "Add this to your cart. I want to read it tonight."
Xiulan left and went to rest inside the car.
Dandan confusedly took the book and stared at it. The title was "The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera" with a dog doodle on the book cover. Dandan thought it was a harmless novel but when she read the synopsis at the back, she can't help but question if her boss' marriage is currently on the rocks.


Song Xiulan's parents doted on her so much that they would even find the best bachelor out there to be her husband.

They were eyeing Xing Hongqi, a very respectable man and the most powerful in S and T city. But he is also a notorious player and womanizer.

Xiulan's parents believed that their impeccable daughter can change a man like Hongqi. 

Xiulan was willing to follow whatever her parents planned for her. But marrying a womanizer seemed too extreme. 

Now that she met the man and people around her seem to worship him and talk about his dirty laundries like it was fine. 

Xiulan is now conflicted about whether she should obey her parents or this time follow her common sense that marrying a womanizer is not fine!

But she suddenly finds out a secret that hinders her from not marrying him.



Note: The image is not mine. Original image from Pinterest.

----------------Third person's POV----------------

"Yeah without proper explanation, neither of those things are going to happen." I said


"hahahahaha, you are funny mid level transfer mage. I'll repeat myself, there is no use trying to resist this is your last chance to join us on your own free will." Mage
The mage was told that this boy was only using transfer magic and guns 
Not only that but this young mage wasn't even twenty-five yet, and no one in the supernatural world had heard of him yet

In other words he was a nobody


I looked around at the four werewolves in human form three men, and one woman and she isn't exactly cute, all staring at me fully on guard, all look of Hispanic ethnicity, one of the wolves has their claws out tapping on a table

(It's dangerous to try to make a gun appear in my hand what I need is something different) 
Christian thought to himself

"Have you decided yet." Mage

"He looks weak anyways, let's just brain wash him." She wolf
"The other two wolves are smiling while looking at me, obviously trying to intimidate me

While still looking at her, Christian vanish without a trace

Knowing how impossible it would be for a mid-level space mage to get out of this barrier and that a cultivator of that caliber wouldn't have been caught so easily in their sleep that meant two other options he couldn't be human or he was

"He must be an -" The mage was cut off, because a black van suddenly landed on him
---------------Christian's POV----------------
I knew my teleporting wasn't magic, because unless I have some sort of incredibly page magic capacity, there was no way I could be using magic without knowing

The wolves transform, what they look like is
as follows the female and two of the males had green eyes and the other male had yellow eyes, their faces morphed, they wild sideburns, claws and sharp fangs

I quickly lean out of the side of the window with my draco in hand and fire at the 

three  wolves two of the males looked stunned but not to damaged, the female and 

another wolf looks not damaged at all,  on the two males that are stunned the effect 

I see on them is the equivalent to punching a human, obviously the two unaffected 

werewolves are stronger.



(Damn that isn't going to work) I start driving the van and teleport onto the 

weaker wolves to clear them out of the way and way then run them over with my tires, but that's when things get out of hand

I feel the van be lifted up and thrown, I had one second to clear out of there before the van crashes into a wall, so I grab my gun and teleport out to the far east end of the room

I watch as the she-wolf launch the car through the room, the car crashes right through the wall and hurdles outside, tumbling in the grass

(Holy Shit) I think to myself, I could teleport out if I wanted to, but first I want to test myself against these guys

Next is that the  last male wolf charges at me with super speed, the wolf  vanished from his spot and almost through me off my technique, but I already mentally prepared myself for this when I decided to fight from the first place

I teleport only three feet to the right side of where I was standing as soon as the wolf "vanished"( which  I guessed was just movement that was faster than what the normal human I would keep up with)  he appears at the spot I was originally, he turns his head over the right to face me, but instead faces my gun in between his eyes

I fire off about ten times from point-blank range knocking him down,but then faster than I could react the female came from across the room and landed a punch on me  right in the gut blowing me to the wall, luckily for me I knew to protect my head,(Thank god for a childhood full of ass-whippings) I began to cough up blood 

She is slowly approaching me, and I am about to teleport out of here when

A strong gust of when came from my back , I don't know how but it blew the she-wolf into the air flying the opposite direction from me into a light shot threw her body and killed her 
Then I noticed there was someone else in the room, two others 
a light skinned man and a light skinned woman, both have to bee around my age, the man had his right hand up , 

so he must be the cause behind what-ever that was, and the woman says "You put up a pretty good fight, mage."

The man goes " He isn't a mage, he is some type of esper." I hear him say 

Before I lose consciousness I crawl over to the dead mage who threatened to hypnotize me and take off his ring and put it into my pocket 

"Don't move to much or you'll die from your injuries !" Female said with concern
" I don't know you, you might kill me anyways." I say
"Here drink this, this drink will heal you." He says as he makes the bottle of green liquid float in the air towards me
I know it's unsafe, but if he wanted to kill me he could've before I knew he was in the room, so I drink it
It tasted like Gatorade, and after a few seconds the pain is gone and I could stand, 
the girl rushes to my side and helps me balance myself
"Healing potion ?" I ask 
"Of coarse, haven't you seen one before ?" Female said with curiosity
"No, I haven't, I just found out about my ability less than two weeks ago, and I just found out about the supernatural less than fifteen minutes ago, by the way who are you two and what are you two."

The man answers " My name Garous, but you could call me Gary, I'm a mage or magician and werewolf apart of the U.S mage association."  Gary

"I'm his sister Amaya, I'm a cultivator and werewolf, what's your name." Amaya

I was surprised to see both a cultivator and a magician both exist in this world
"Christian, and thanks for saving me but, why are you both here ? How did you know of this place ? How did these guys find me ? What did these guys want to use me for ?  And how did you two find these guys?"

"So many questions, I cant keep up." Amaya said with a look of hopelessness
Gary laughed 

"Okay these guys are working with the ones started a fire looking for something 

almost two weeks ago, and they are working under an alpha, and you caught their 

attention by intervening. In the supernatural world finding someone once you see 

their face is quite easy as long as you have the money and know the right people.
And why are we here, because the U.S mage association put out a request to get to the bottom of this event that made it to the news."  Gary

"So this mage thought that I was a mage, why would he think that ?" I Inquired

"Espers are rare, especially one like you , and ones like you whose power could  further be increased by mana or aura are incredibly valuable, so valuable that he had to lie to the mage to keep him from running off with you." Gary 

"What would he had done to me, and are teleporting espers that  rare?" Christian 
"Brainwashed you, sold you, there are many things." Amaya said
"Okay" I say awkwardly  
"Well teleporting espers aren't unheard of but, new espers that haven't really trained their ability for even a month but could teleport objects miles and miles away straight into their hand is." Gary

So I'm not a teleporting esper ?Suddenly getting a light bulb over my head, I take out the ring inside my pocket and feel it, according to my knowledge on manga....there it is I could feel and see the objects within the ring
Those two are watching me
"What are you doing ?" Amaya
"Storage ring !" I say
" What ?" Gary
While I look through the objects I see books other objects and a glass green-glowing case 
I pull it out and Garry's mouth drop
"A space manipulating esper, and an wind spirit !" Gary

"Is that special." Amaya
"Of coarse, if you can use wind magic like me !" Gary said with excitement
"Would you be willing to sell that to me ?" Gary
"Ok How much do you offer ?" Christian
" Ten million USD and I'll our family will teach you magic or how to use aura, which your going to need for the very soon to be future anyways  !" Gary

"What do you mean by"soon to be future"."
I ask

"We'll have you ever heard of an adventurer's guild in a video game or something ?" Gary 

"Yeah, they do quest and missions and stuff." Christian

"Well, my mission is over. All I had to do is find out what's happening, not take on an alpha. And based off what I know that alpha is probably going to be looking for you for a while so it would be in your best interest to get stronger, and we could help you with that." Gary said but thought that Christian would make an excellent member of the guild or the pack

"Yeah, we will help you get stronger !" Amaya said with determination
"Okay, well I've always been interested in the concept of magic and aura, in the fantasy genre anyways." Christian
"So which will you practice ?" Amaya
"How much time do I have for training ?" Christian
"One week, but with our training room one hour equals ten hours, subtracting the time you sleep, it will be about 45 days." Gary

"Alright then both." Christian

"That is going to be very hard and inefficient
there aren't many people who chose to do both, let alone both at the same time, but it is possible. Oh and all health and mana recovery and extra books you need you will have to pay for them." Gary

"Okay who do I buy these from ?" Christian
"Do you have your phone with you ?" Gary
"Hold, on." saying that I reach out my phone and teleport my phone from my room in my apartment, then I give it to him
He gets on Goggle play and downloads an app called "supernatural Insurance" 
"Alright here, this app is like amason and Gbay put together for the supernatural."
"Your joking right ? A super secret black market is on one of the worlds biggest app stores ? Who runs this business ?" Christian
"Who said the supernatural world is a secret ?Normal people could get on this too. And this "market is ran buy multiple families, politicians, magic guilds, martial art sects, and many many more groups of people." Gary

"Also if your magician's guild is like an adventurer's guild then how is your job over without facing  the alpha wolf, isn't the adventurers job to keep order?" Christian

"Because those guilds report to a country and a country has laws, the supernatural world doesn't have laws and although the national mage's association doesn't except quest with evil intentions, we definitely aren't some sort of police force." Gary

"So based off of that, there are evil doers running around everywhere doing what ever they feel like right, unless someone puts in a request and someone chooses the request ? And what is the national association ?"
" The national association Mainly right,  if its trying to take on some large group than that is  no go either or else all the dark groups would probably join forces against the national guild." Gary

(I better get my shit together and fast) I think to myself 

"Alright when and where do I go to training ?" Christian


He texted me the address and told me in two days from now, let the training begin

The story will center around a guy named Christian Graham living in modern times, who discovered he has an op esper teleporting ability.
But really it's space manipulation, also he will find out that there is an entire supernatural world existing within the shadows, who would love to have a space manipulating esper in their grasp.
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