"SHHS : Short Horror and Hilarious Stories" is what it's tittle says. The stories published are either horror or hilarious stories made by the author, from the people around the author, from internet or it can even be made a from YOU! Yes you, my fellow daosts. Just leave send it to the email given in the second volume and the author will publish it.

You are a young new highschool student. You decided to join the newspaper club. There is nothing much happening in the school so you made a forum to get information about the school, this idea apparently was from a stranger you "met" or heard. This forum actually allows student to post any interesting stories and you may publish the stories for the weekly newspaper after getting their permission. Although there is still one problem, the forum is dead silent. Since the forum is still new, no one even bother to visit the forum. As everything went down fall and you starting to given up hope, to forget everything about helping the club, your luck, you life changed after meeting a stranger..

This novel is actually the forum, for the story of this club member is in another novel called "Sh, This Is My "Easy-simple-boring-life" Story" which has not been published.

Si as Naruto exam  time loop Naruto forum.questionablequesting.com


Reborn as Naruto fictional multiverse original story webnovel.com

Reborn as Mizuki webnovel.com

Yamacha chronicles- Yamacha is web novel


Planeswalker gothic. si multiverse fanfiction.net

Dc Gothic fan fiction .net si in dc


Emperor Gothic si multiverse fanfiction

Emperor Gothic- Multiverse dark version fanfic.


Reborn as Gohan si fanfic



Bond breaker si multi cross forum spacebattles.com

Awesome sites?

Fanfiction.net

forum.Questionablequesting.com


forum. Sufficientvelocity.com

Forum space battles.com

A young kid who loves fiction and fanfiction is reborn in a Harry potter marvel and Pjo combined verse after dying.

Crossover elements of all fiction.


Discord link https://discord.gg/EKwh25

Hello again. It hasn't been a while. So yes, Normal in Parenthesis has finally ended.
I wonder how many times I have already said that.
Anyway, I have an announcement to make. I'll keep this short… so I'm pretty much going to publish a few more to this novel. No, it will not be part of the story, so you can consider it as a side dish, so to speak.
I will be mass releasing a five-chapter special soon. Maybe in a few weeks or days. It will depend. Basically, they were old chapters that I wrote when I was in a slump in the middle of writing NoFutsuu. Ideas weren't coming to my head, so I had a change of pace and tried something new. After that, I went back to my original writing routine.
The special chapters were made in between the drafts of chapters 20+ so it was kind of old now and the quality was meh. To put up with it, I am currently revising it to match up to the flow of the recently ended story. But no, it won't affect anything inside the main plot. It's the same universe and characters, but just with a drop of whimsical ideas from my head. Also, I may put it in a separate volume.
One more thing, I will be updating the cover as the last one for NoFutsuu.
And lastly, I may start a a forum thread where you can pretty much promote your own original novel and do reviews. I admit, I'm lacking originality in that.
If it is possible to put a link of that, I will update this. And if not, I may just put the title of it.
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[Edit goes here~]
Hello. I came from 0327. I have opened the forum just a few minutes after this update and it is entitled "Promote your original novel here!" I apologize in advance if it's hard to find.
~
This may be the last Author's Words before the publishing of the specials, but there will be one or two after the five chapters.
As always, I thank you all for reading Normal in Parenthesis.
See you later!

"The world is unfair and unjust."

Is someone without his emotions can still be called 'human'? Or is one abnormal? Somehow, not everyone that appears to look human can't be technically human in this world.

Gin Sakato, a high school student finds himself in a normal life that he sought for and obtained. But everything changed just right after he was starting to discover his once lost emotions. With a life changing event, he faces the darkness of the reality and stood with courage, found his own self, found the love that saved him from the chasm and learn what is the reason of his being.

Was it Gin that influenced the people around him, or was it the other way around? Every one of them knows that one thing is for certain—the only constant thing in the world is change. It was the relentless force that led them to their cheers of glee, and cries of regrets. They realized: while there is despair, there is hope; and while there is hope, it does not mean that hopelessness will never fall anew. But in the midst of the storm, Gin, and everyone that clung to hope continued to push forward in their normal life and world.

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Status: Novel has been completed.
A sequel will be continuing the story in 'Rainbow of the Horizon'.
Sequel: https://www.webnovel.com/book/13403669205696305/Rainbow-of-the-Horizon

There were plenty of fans purchasing photo albums who failed to win and cried at home over their misfortune.
"I’ll buy the postcard with the winning number and the instructions at triple its original price."
"I’ll appeal to Citizen to increase admissions for the autographed copies!"
The phones at the Customer Service Department rang nonstop, and the person in charge of the activity was annoyed. Of course, the more admissions the better, but that was easier said than done. It was difficult to organize an international activity. If the participants didn’t control themselves, they would be too busy to finish the job.
Qin Guan was nervous as he listened to the director’s instructions. Every step of the process required the cooperation of all parties. They had to rehearse in advance.
Soon, Qin Guan had a general idea about the autographed copy sale. Citizen basically wanted to promote the opening ceremony of its largest store in Asia.
First, they would cut the ribbon, and then the copy sale would be held. Finally, a small-scale meeting would be held in the back hall to greet fans from different countries.
Qin Guan would interact with fans for 10 to 20 minutes. To avoid an emergency, the participants would be limited to 100, half of whom would be Chinese.
Foreigners were complaining that the Chinese fans took up too many admission spots, but they had no idea how many domestic fans Qin Guan had.
His first fan was a girl named Huang Jiajia.
Huang Jiajia had still not given up hope. She followed Qin Guan everywhere on campus, peeping at him tearfully. Her pride prevented her from moving closer to him, but it still couldn't stop her lingering affection.
Naturally, she had bought plenty of the albums, so she was one of the 50 lucky fans.
Excited, Huang Jiajia had uploaded the card on the college forum to show off to the other girls. She had underestimated the power of internet and gossip though. The picture was quickly uploaded on the Haijiao Forum, the headquarters of Qin Guan's fans.
A stone could stir a thousand waves.
Qin Guan, who had never been involved in entertainment programs, specials or news, or had an affair with another actress, would have an autographed copy sale?
They couldn’t believe it. This would be their only chance to see the real Qin Guan.
Suddenly, a post about the album was made on the Haijiao Forum. All the details, including the distribution number, issuing country, participation conditions, signing process, and fan ratio were clearly stated.
It seemed like a report from Citizen and the magazine staff.
Countless fans regretted not buying the album. They expressed their feelings in articles on the internet.
"His album had only been two stands away from me, but I hesitated. It’s too late now."
Someone replied to the post with an even sadder story.
"At least you saw the album. I didn't even cast a glance at it. The newsstand owner had covered it with a VOGUE! Later, I found out that he had been saving it for some fans who had paid him 70 yuan for it."
Readers began sharing their sad stories with each other. The saddest story was about a girl who had bought the album, but forgotten to send the card!
Of course, the unlucky fans who hadn’t been selected in the lottery were the gloomiest.
The outcome couldn't be changed though, so rich fans put their wits to work. There was a black market, where some fans sold their albums and admissions spots.
As the date was drawing near, the Citizen director realized that the fan list had changed. The number was the same though, so everything else was mere details.
It was the first day of December, and people’s breaths were fogging the air. A group of people were waiting by the entrance of the Hengji Plaza early in the morning.
The security guard was left speechless by the girls, who were wearing very few clothes in the cold winter. He tried to talk to them kindly.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

I don't know if this is a good idea, but I'm already here, plus I'm too lazy to go back home now, so I might as well see what this place has to offer. The brochure said that the session would begin at 9 am, but I'm already thirty minutes late, making me feel a bit embarrassed to come since I know that a late man would probably not be welcomed there anymore.
I sighed as I took a few steps away from the Grief Feeling Forum's doorway when a car parked a few feet away from me. I halted my actions when I realized that the car that had just stopped in the parking lot of the forum was a black Mercedes Benz AG, but what surprised me more was the driver of the car who got off the vehicle swiftly.
The man was sweating along with his black suit and pants and red tie and was about to enter the forum when our eyes locked hurriedly.
"You came!" The sweaty man uttered with that gentle smile that I was already used to seeing.
"Yeah, Jimmy," I said with a chuckle, trying to downplay my nervousness with a lukewarm response.
"Well? What are you waiting for?" He then approached me and wrapped his arms around my shoulder. I could feel the heat coming out of his body, making me think that maybe he didn't open the air conditioning of his car. "Let's go in, yeah?" He said as he pulled me towards him, dragging me towards the door that I was reluctant to enter.
I gulped the spit lingering in my mouth as Jimmy swept all of my reluctance away by pretty much forcing me to go through this forum thing. I really am still nervous, though, because I'm not sure what they would think of me being late when I haven't even told them that I would be coming.
What welcomed me inside was a vast hall, almost looking like a basketball court if it weren't for the few people sitting on at the very center with two spotlights pointed at them as the only light source around. The rest of the hall was pitch dark other than the area where the spotlight touches.
"I am the one responsible for this forum, so I always come to visit every week. This place wouldn't be here if I didn't beg Mother to do it for me as a favor for, like, two years. Now it's sitting here, helping grieving people like you every week. I'm very proud of it, so you have no idea how happy I am that you came!" Jimmy then turned around to close the door as he looked around with a proud nod. "There are only five other members right now, but we usually have people like you who come unannounced just to try it out. Most of them never return, which is, well, a bummer, but I don't mind. As long as I know that I helped them somehow, I can rest easy at night even if..." Jimmy then chuckled as he shook his head.
I was so dumbfounded at this new side of Jimmy that I am only now seeing for the first time as I took my first step towards the hall. Jimmy then gestured to me to join the others at the center of the building.
I was about to do so when I suddenly whiffed a familiar scent in the air, making me stop my tracks with widened eyes. Jimmy must have noticed this as he suddenly started frowning. The other five people sitting at the center also looked towards us with curious gazes, forcing them to stop the conversation that they were having.
My eyes watered as I blinked nonstop while that putrid smell pierced through my nostrils. It was the familiar damp scent of an old air-conditioner, sending out a chill breeze throughout the room. Still, the only thing my brain could decipher after sensing that damp smell is the familiar stench I had encountered when I first saw Mike's dead, hanging body. As the scent of the air-conditioner intensifies, my feet finally give in, making me kneel on the wooden floor as the surrounding was gradually enveloped with a maddening miasma of a decaying corpse.
Jimmy then approached me as he gently tapped on my back. He was trying to say something, but none of his words were entering my ears. A blonde and fair-skinned lady then approached me along with a white face mask while her voice slowly echoed throughout my brain.
"It's gonna be okay..." She repeatedly whispered. "You're gonna be fine." She repeated while placing the face mask on my face, hooking both of it around my earlobes.
I instinctively grabbed both of her hands while my entire body shakes as the putrid stench of Mike's corpse slowly disappears, and the only thing I could smell is nothing else but the old air-conditioner. I then started to breathe through my nose again, but I could still slightly distinguish that decaying smell very subtly throughout the atmosphere.
"How did you know?" I whispered underneath my breath.
The lady then looked at me with a raised eyebrow, clearly confused. "Hm?"
"The mask..." I said with a hoarse voice while I looked at Jimmy as he tried to reassure the rest of the forum members. "How did you know that I need the mask?"
Jimmy then looked at me after hearing me say that, but the only thing I could see at that moment was the angelic face of the blonde lady who's still gently rubbing my back.
"You were covering your nose." She then shook her head with her eyes closed as a gentle smile crept upon her face. "No, you're pretty much pinching your nose so tightly earlier. All of us thought you wanted to tear it off your face." She then gently held my left hand with a tap. "I didn't know if it would work, but I guess you really do just need a mask." She said with a chuckle.
I then saw Jimmy sigh with a relieved look on his face as he whispered a few more words to the rest of the forum members. They all smiled at him with an understanding look on their faces, and, one by one, they all gathered around me, trying to help me stand up and leading me towards one available chair at the center of the hall.
The other members also sat on the empty chairs in the area where the spotlight touches. We were all sitting on a circle like children playing Trip to Jerusalem. The blonde woman sat beside me with the same alluring smile that she always had by the time she had met me, and I also noticed that the rest of the people around me had the same welcoming vibe around them. Meanwhile, Jimmy sat away from the spotlights, observing us underneath the guise of the shadows.
For a few moments, they all just stared at me motionlessly, and I mean that literally. They were not moving at all aside from the blonde lady who kept rubbing my back with her right hand continuously without stopping at the same motion while her other hand was on my wrist, the same speed, and with the same gentle smile on her face. It isn't odd for me to say that they look like lifelike mannequins who were given life momentarily because of what had just happened to me earlier.
"You can stop now," I said with a muffled whisper while touching the face mask wrapped around my lips and nose.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" The blonde said, pulling her hands away from my body. "I guess I'm being too nosy again!"
"Classic, Nicole!" Jimmy subtly said, removing his invisible status away from us once and for all.
However, none of the other members seemed to have cared much about what he had just said, albeit they all laughed in unison. Again, I meant that literally. By the time Jimmy stopped speaking, all five forum members had laughed at the same time like they were scripted to do so and stopped doing so after five seconds just as suddenly as when they started--their laughter ceased just at the same time again like a choreographed ensemble. They were all still looking at me with the same gentleness plastered all over their faces, smiling at me as if they were just only here to direct their eyes at me.
"I'm sorry for spoiling the mood for everyone." I had thought that maybe my behavior earlier sparked their curiosity towards me since they just kept staring at me nonstop by the time I had sat on the chair as if their eyes were glued on me.
"It's okay." The blonde lady said with his smile spreading across her face while her eyes were open just as widely as her mouth.
"Uh... Okay." I said with a sarcastic chuckle.
The five people who were sitting with me on the circle laughed at the same time once again when they saw me chuckling.
"Why don't you tell us what happened to you, man?" Jimmy said as he slowly stood up from his seat in the shadows. "I'm sure we're all curious about your story."
I looked on the ground momentarily, thinking if it was really fine for me to make them carry the same weight I have on my shoulders.
The blonde lady named Nicole then gently touched my shoulder while looking around her fellow members. "If you're not ready, we're not going to force you. Earlier, we were talking about our lives and how happy we feel now that we have this group who willingly listens to our problems even if it was just twice a week." She then looked at me with an understanding gaze, filled with tenderness and a pinch of love. "But none of us forces our friends to speak up their mind. You're our friend now, too, so we will understand if you're still not ready to share your story with us."
The rest of the forum members replied a few words of agreement to what she had just said, along with some reassurance that my feelings are valid and something else like that.
I smiled with a sigh as my gaze slowly lifted away from the wooden floor. Earlier, I thought that the member's eager gazes and warm smiles looked somewhat weird, but I'm kinda seeing it in a different light now.
I then loosened my shoulders a bit, and Nicole must have noticed that since her beautiful smile broadened in an instant. "It's okay... You see..."
And then I told them everything that had happened recently. As I went on with my story about how I lost my career, my only living parent, and my last remaining friend, I saw that their faces turned into a saddened state, some were even tearing up a bit when I explained what had just happened to me earlier. I reiterated that the smell of the air-conditioner made me remember what it felt like when I first saw Mike's corpse. I didn't really cry because I feel like, at this point, I have already shed the rest of the tears in my body. Still, the absolute agony that this immediate domino effect of pure sadness had given me was transparently conveyed through my shaking voice.
"Sometimes, I feel that maybe I should go and approach a therapist..." As I said that, all of the members of the forum suddenly looked at me with a distorted look of shock as if they had just heard the most absurd thing a human being could ever utter in their waking moments.
"No!" Jimmy shouted as loud as he could as he slowly approached me. He then stood behind me and held both my shoulders gently, making me feel his hot and sweaty palms around the fabric that he had just touched. "Therapy is bad for you, bad, I say! Terrible! They will give you so much poison like religion and medicine and stupid other literature that you would never need ever, ever, ever in your life, ever!"
Nicole then grabbed my arms tightly after hearing Jimmy's breakdown. "That's right! Haven't you watched Requiem for a Dream? Mother would make us watch that movie every month, and I know that she spoke the truth when she said that the drugs those quacks who call themselves psychologists are nothing but toxins that will kill you more than any weapon in the US Military!"
The rest of the forum members also agreed to what both of them said with varying degrees of emotions from anger to sadness, but none of their statements are positive. They all pretty much begged me never to step foot in any psychologist's office, for it would ruin my mind!
"Look, man," Jimmy said with a sigh as he knelt on my side while subtly patting my head. "We are not your family, and no matter what we do, your ties with your blood will never be erased from you. It's a part of you forever! But we can try to mend that hole this tragedy has given you; believe me, we will try! If we fail no matter what we do, you are free to leave, I promise! But... This therapy thing you speak of... It will not help you, but we will... Everything that we will do in this hall from now on will be all for you."
Jimmy then stood up and ordered one of the taller men in the forum members to open the light while he instructed a middle-aged woman to close the air-conditioner.
"I'm sure we wouldn't mind a bit of light in here; besides, today is a windy day! I'm sure we don't mind if we close the air-conditioner for a bit." Jimmy said with the same gentle smile that the rest of the forum members had.
"This is not really necessary, Jimmy. I don't want to be an inconvenience to all of you." I replied with a panicky voice.
"You're not an inconvenience. You will never be." Nicole's voice rang on my ear as I slowly looked at her with reddened eyes, trying my hardest not to spill any tears. "Your feelings are valid, just like what we had felt when we first came here. You know, when I first came here, I was so scared that I wouldn't even want to enter because I feel like the hall would burn down just like how my house did and kill everyone inside... just like what happened to my family. And you know what? Mr. James here told everyone that we would be having our sessions outdoors until I am ready to do it again inside. And look at me now! I feel like I'm living the best moments of my life!"
"That's right, that's right. Listen to Nicole." Jimmy said, making me look at him again as he knelt on my left side. "You have nothing to worry about; you don't need therapy too. Here... Here in this forum, we will be your family. We will be your friends! None of us may ever be just like those people you have lost, but we are willing to give you the same feeling of happiness that they have given you. Here in Plural Heights, we are all your family; we are all your friends. Plural Heights will give you all that you need. Plural Heights will give you all that you deserve."
I thought I was over with the sadness, but tears suddenly flowed out of my eyes uncontrollably like a hole on the walls of a dam before I knew it. It went on for quite some time as I heard everyone around me whispering words of encouragement and reassurance towards me. They were telling me that they will accompany me to go to where my mother and my best friend was buried, so I can properly introduce my new friends and family to them.
I nodded my head in a chuckle, thinking of how much of a great idea that would be. We all then stood up, and they all slowly walked out of the hall, ready to meet my fallen loved ones. Jimmy walked in my left side with his hands around my shoulders while Nicole stood on my right side with her hands wrapping my arm.
I then looked behind me to see the empty chairs in the spotlight. It all felt empty and lifeless, although the cheerful voices of my new friends and family rang all around me. I almost took my eyes out of that lighted area when a spectral image of my mother suddenly appeared at the center of the empty chairs. Once again, she was lying on the same metal bed with the same white blanket hiding her body. The white sheet was covering her face, and only her upper body was raised as she slowly shook her head while her covered eyes were directed at me. Somehow, I knew that the image was looking at me.
As the spotlights slowly dimmed out, my mother's upper body also fell onto the metal bed until there's nothing left there but the lonely embrace of darkness.
"What's up?" Nicole said with a worried whisper.
I then smiled at her while shaking my head. "Nothing, let's go."


A series of short stories about the horrors of the material world, the fear of the unknown, and a general glimpse of the fragility of the human psyche. 

Witness the tales of several people as they face adversaries beyond human comprehension. Where does the monster truly lies: inside or outside? 

If two worlds collide, both will reign in each other's chaos. Do you place your trust in your own understanding of the world? Welcome dear visitor, welcome to a spectacle you never know of.

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"And then I saw it. 

Taking his phone is not a wise decision after all. 

Even my jaw dropped and my brows furrowed after seeing it. I understand. The hasty beating of my heart fills my body with unfathomable chill because I completely understand now."
- a short excerpt from Vol. 1, A Serenade for the Innocent

If you try to be objective, honest, follow a sporting spirit and ... you can't promote your story ... then, with a high degree of probability, nobody has noticed the story.

You can promote passively - only give yourself energy stones ... it promotes the novel, there will be few readers. If the name is interesting, then the first collections will be possible ... if the name is interesting ... and the content is dull and there are many details ... those who signed will leave ... but there will be those who are interested in what will happen next in history? or those who are interested in learning new information for their new novels. With a high degree of probability to the source of the idea, none of the authors cite, this is the modern world.

You can promote aggressively ... through the forum, attract readers' attention with interesting statements, enthrall the reader ... you can simply write a review, I tell you, you tell me. But it gives a one-time effect. They will come, they will write off, as a rule, even by themselves and without reading the novel, they will set a conditional number of stars. To not read too many letters, just look at the review of the previous author and ... repeat it in your own words ...

There are no sports comrades at all ... or gentlemen, well, in general, one way or another ... they just use the "holes" in the system ... they write from their different accounts, the same comments ... set themselves stars from 1 to 5, some immediately put 5 stars. Others in general do not bother themselves with left accounts, write 10 reviews on their own behalf and put 5 stars each time. And everything, your work in an official rating! Progress held!

Is it unsporting to say some ?! But it works! There are still countries in the world with a feudal or neo-feudal economic system ... a solid monopoly on everything from a clan economy ... it is not effectively said by some, but it works! Surprisingly.

There is a system of both promotion and movement. Simply, unfair competition. But such authors, I can not worry, this applies only to those who fly high. Who for 15 chapters of 1 million views. Those just put 1-2 star reviews, do bots ... or a group of fans.

This is business, nothing personal!

If you want to constantly promote your work, communication is not enough. Forum, chat rooms ... there you will promote your work. If it is really worthwhile, not only the content, but also the form of the text, is read easily, as it is understood, fascinating and entertaining. Then the author can try to attract his subscribers of so-called friends from social networks, provided that his subscribers are adequate, as there are a lot of trolls too.

In the world of fake news, methods of promotion are now considered the norm, some unscrupulous scientists promote the citation index of their articles, and there are even techniques on the Internet to improve them.

This is a game ... this is money ... these are ratings ... this is an increase in Internet traffic consumption ... these are opportunities ... this is an advertisement ...

In short, this is how the world works ...

If you don't promote your ideas yourself, and in this case a novel, no one will know about it!

Thoughts of why and why stories are written.

All the same English, he has not improved in 18 days.

I'll figure something out, try to correct the text.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

Hey guys! 

Thank you for being part of my journey as a writer, this is my first time to write and as I have seen on  the forum, mostly the first novels of a writer are sort of crappy or ugly (well, that's not the exact term but whatever) but having thought of it thoroughly, maybe I sucked at some parts, like really, but looking at the other side, I am quite happy that I made this story because my world expanded, I knew you guys and you supported me so much, I am deeply moved, I always read your comments and I can't help but be thankful that you found this novel. Advance happy 60K views everyone! 

Anyway, all I want to say is that I am going to put this story in hiatus, I might mass release by Christmas, 50 chaps or so? And maybe who knows, finally ending 'Love me Harder, Adam' and opening a new story, another one out of the four rulers by that time, I am hoping that I can give you a better experience. =)

 As of now, I want to focus on getting better at writing and at the same time in my acads, August 5 is coming fast and I pity myself for always checking out if there's any progress in my story, I hate being bounded by anything soooo yeah. It's up to you if you want to keep this in your library or not, I'm going off Webnovel starting Sunday, I hope you all a good day!  

You completed my summer vacation, Adam and Eve is waving at you saying, '''til we meet again"

Thank y'all, especially for those who constantly waited, voted and commented, my heart belongs to you all, you are a great person! Keep inspiring, keep smiling and keep going y'all! =)



Yours truly, 

_escapist

Four empires, hundreds of Kingdom. 

Among these, is the Theavarian Empire and the Thusha Kingdom, the exact opposites. One lives lavishly while the other is almost eradicated in the map due to its failure to keep up with modernization. 

Theavarian empire who doesn't believe in love and treats it as a disease while Thusha Kingdom who sees love as their salvation.  

This happened in a parallel universe where modern-day emperors still exist, making the role of CEO like those of an ant. 


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Can love really surpass all? 

"We are the two paths that should never have crossed"-Unknown

"Falling in love with you is my biggest mistake, risking it all is my choice"- Celestia Wresea


If fate will tear you down, again and again, will you still fight even though you know that in this lifetime, you two can't be together? 

This story revolves around the story of the loveless empire, the Theavarian and the humble kingdom of Thusha. 

Can destiny be bent towards their way? Or it will consume both of them.

"Love me once, love me twice, love me thrice, love me forever"


Love me Harder Adam.


Genre: Fantasy Romance

NOPI Chapter 61
Sephine's POV
Nang marinig ko ang walang katapusang tunog ng call ring tone ko ay wala na akong choice kundi ang bumangon at sagutin kung sino man ang tumatawag sa akin.
"SEPHINE!"
"Aw!" napasigaw na ako't nahulog ang phone sa impact ng pagkagulat ko
Whoah! Damn it!
I WOKE UP! I FINALLY WOKE UP, OKAY?!
"Sephine, Sephine!" nang marinig ko ang boses ni Mandy na parang hindi alam kung iiyak o magalit o mabibigla ay kumunot na ang noo ko't pinulot na ang phone ko
"W-what is it? An earthquake?" tanong ko't agad namang sumagot si Mandy habang sumisigaw sigaw parin
"No! May masamang balita! Masamang masamang balita! They made a move! They actually dared to do it!"
Agad ko nang ipinikit ang mga mata ko't napahilot ng ulo ko.
What happened yesterday with Charles and Ed was so worrying, I didn't even sleep until it was 3 o'clock in the morning.
Tsk. Hindi ba alam ni Mandy ang kasabihang 'Lokohin na ang lasing, huwag lang ang bagong gising'?
Even if I'm naturally calm and collected, I really can't stand it if someone woke me up.
"Calm down, Mandy. Hindi ba natin pwedeng pagusapan 'to sa cafeteria?" tanong ko
"A disaster's happening and yet you're actually planning on eating peacefully! Well, I hate to break it up to you, but you won't be leaving your dorm room right now!" sigaw niya't binaba na ang tawag kaya naman napakunot na ang noo ko't napatitig nalang sa phone ko
What the.. What was that all about?
Napa-shrug nalang ako't agad nang naligo at nag-ayos.
Pagkatapos kong maligo't magbihis ay ire-ready ko na sana ang disguise ko pero nagulat ako ng biglang may sunod sunod na pagkatok sa pinto ko.
One loud knock after another.. It was..
It was kind of scary. Like in horror or suspense movies or something.
*KNOCK
*KNOCK
*KNOCK
Di pa ba mapuputol ang kamay ng kumakatok sa lagay na 'yan?
Anyways.. we have doorbells here. Where's this person's logic?
"Who's there?" tanong ko habang papunta sa pintuan
"Seph, hurry and open the door!" nang marinig ko naman ang boses ni Violet ay agad ko nang binuksan ang pinto't walang dalawang isip na pumasok si Violet, Venus and Mandy.
"It's just you guys?" tanong ko pero hindi nila ako sinagot at agad na tumungo sa study table ko
Since I have two laptops here, Violet took one while Venus and Mandy shared the other.
"............" - me
I was looking at them helplessly.
Kailan ba sila nagkulang ng supply sa laptop?
"Hurry and look at this Seph! It was posted yesterday afternoon on the School Forum and has viral overnight!" sabi ni Violet kaya naman wala na akong magawa't lumapit nalang dun at nakitingin
School forum. So there was a school forum here in Royal Academy too, huh?
Hmm. Currently, the most popular topic which was probably what the girls wanted to tell me was: Female Student Flirts Around With Different Guys Everyday.
"..........." - me
So.. They're all anxious and panicking just because of this?
This school forum gossip thread?
Pero.. 'yung title.. Flirts Around With Different Guys Everyday.. Is very vague.
It particularly suggests inappropriate things about the female student.
Kung iisipin, magba-viral nga talaga siya. Mahilig sa ganito ang mga tao eh.
It evokes one's curiosity after all. Mate-temp ang tao na i-click ang thread para malaman kung ano ang tsismis tungkol dito.
"This is.. a big deal?" nagtataka kong tanong dahilan kung bakit nila ako tinignan ng masama kaya naman napalunok ako
Did I say.. anything out of line just now?
"Josephine," napataas ang balahibo ko ng marinig ko ang boses ni Violet na ayokong marinig, it's her serious voice, which means that it's not the time for jokes
I immediately sat up straight.
"I'm confused, okay? You guys aren't saying anything and just showed me a school forum thread. I don't get it at all,"
"Sephine, I really want to beat you so hard for not trying to socialize using social media but right now, I beg you. Tignan mo ang laman ng thread na 'yan at basahin. I want you to be calm and think rational"
Hindi ako gumalaw at tumahimik muna ng ilang segundo nang marinig ko ang seryosong boses ni Violet.
It seems like it's very serious.
It's not connected to me isn't it?
After ng ilang segundong pagiisip ay agad ko nang kinuha ang mouse at pinindot ang thread na 'Female Student Flirts Around With Different Guys Everyday'.
Ang nag-post ng thread ay si 'NotLookingForTrouble'
"..........." - me
They're not looking for trouble, but the user's posting a very provocative and ambiguous thread on the School campus' forum.
What an awesome sense of.. creativity.
Anyways, agad na akong nagfocus sa post.
[I won't give you guys the details, just hurry and check this out!---------]
The first picture showed a black limousine parked at the Entrance of the Royal Academy. May babaeng nakatagilid na may kausap na lalaki sa loob ng limousine. She was wearing a skirt, long shocks paired with black shoes and she was wearing the hood of the jacket.
Siguro dahil low-quality ang ginamit na pang-picture o nagmamadali ang kumuha ay hindi masyadong klaro. Specially the man, he can't be seen clearly. But the girl.. The female student's face could be seen clearly.
She had a chest-length noodle hair.
She had freckles.
She wore big round glasses.
She was talking while smiling to the man so her braces stood out too.
Her fashion sense was simply outrageous and childish.
Seeing the first picture, my eyes immediately sharpened and an obvious coldness seeped out of it.
Probably feeling my intense reaction towards the photo, my cousins didn't even dare to utter even a single word for it might trigger the ruthlessness within me.
Pinikit ko na ang mga mata ko nang maramamdaman kong nandilim ang paningin ko at agad nang kumalma.
This is obviously.. slander.
While the story behind the picture might have been a mystery to others, but to me, it isn't. It's not a mystery to me at all.
After all, the female student in the picture was.. me.
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@JeannPulido proudly presents: Nerd on the Outside. Princess on the Inside.

Sephine's a nerd in disguise, she's a Nerd on the Outside, Princess on the Inside. Her life was still on her lead but one day, she was tasked to be an exchange student to check the attitude of the students in Royal Academy. 

On her journey, she met him, Charles Anthony Begley - The Heartthrob Prince of Royal Academy.

Will they know? Will they find love and have a happy ending even if from the start, she already lied? 

Will they know? Will they discover the long time secret of the Nerd on the Outside. Princess on the Inside? 

And for the final question; Could the Nerd Princess and the Heartthrob Prince have a happy ending ? 

Ps, this is REALLY REALLY lighthearted. If you guys want a story full of offending lines and fights then try my other book "The Numb", it's an @AilaMonica's "Fearless Queen" inspired book. Anyways, thank you for checking this out!

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Fang Yuanyuan was also worried about her.
"D*rn, did you think that I'm a deity? By just pinching my fingers, I will know who is the culprit?"
Xiang Wan pursed her lips. "Can't you check the ip address from the forum backend?"
Fang Yuanyuan: "I don't have the rights to do that. But I'm trying the contact the administrator to delete the thread first…"
"No need." Although Xiang Wan was having a headache, she replied very fast. "There's no need to delete. Obviously, someone is out to get me. That person can simply repost again after getting deleted. Even banning the account would not help, as another account could be created to post it. So don't bother."
Fang Yuanyuan paused for a while. "But if we don't delete…"
"It's fine, we can't control the mouths of others."
"Sis, did you know who did that already?"
Xiang Wan frowned, and after thinking for a while, she quickly replied with a "No".
Actually, she did have some suspicions. From the angle of the photos, the one who took these shots were definitely someone from the campus. Moreover, the post was created in the forum of Wen Quan Book Treasury, so just from this alone, she could conclude this was done by one of her classmates and the most highly suspicious were the two female authors who came from the same website as her.
However, Xiang Wan was a kind person with a sense of propriety.
If she was unable to provide some form of evidence, she would not tell someone about it.
After contemplating for a while, she said, "I'm not bothered with what the others say. Just leave them be. But if they don't know when to stop and create a huge fuss over it, I'll sue them for defamation no matter who that person is."
Fang Yuanyuan understood what she meant. "Cool, by not deleting the thread, you're actually thinking of leaving behind evidence right?"
"… Am I such a bad person?"
"Yes, sis, I feel that you've become evil?"
Is this called evil?
Someone was slandering her, and no matter what she say to defend herself, she would not able to come out clean of that matter. What could she do?
She would not mind if this was just kept trivial and that her job and life would not be affected. If things got out of hand, she would have to use the law to protect herself.
"You're sly!" Fang Yuanyuan concluded when the next moment, she was as though suddenly enlightened as she thought of the root of the problem.
She was truly smart.
Xiang Wan snorted and deliberately teased her, "Make a guess?"
Without waiting for Fang Yuanyuan's reply, Xiang Wan received a phone call.
The one who called her was Detective Bai.
Xiang Wan's heart started to beat furiously and she felt flustered.
What exactly happened when he sent her back yesterday?
Her brain really hurt!
She rubbed her forehead and picked up the phone slowly. "Hello?"
Bai Muchuan's voice sounded a little somber, "You're up? Are you alright?"
"I'm good. What's up?"
She responded without much emotion. Subconsciously, she was imitating Bai Muchuan's past attitude toward her.
Bai Muchuan grunted coldly due to her indifferent response.
"So I can't look for you if there's nothing going on?"
"You're right," Xiang Wan answered mercilessly, "Detective Bai, I still have lessons to attend."
"Alright," he said, "I won't tell you about what happened to Huang He then. Goodbye."
Huang He? Sh*t!
Xiang Wan immediately surrendered, "Wait! I'm wrong, please feel free to call me as and when you like! Detective Bai, I want to know what happened."
That was quite a change. She apologized in just an instant.
"Hurhur!" Bai Muchuan laughed, then kept quiet.
Xiang Wan could not help but hurry him. "Say it please? What exactly happened?"
A while later, his voice was heard from the other end of phone. "He did not get suspended."
"What?" If he did not get suspended, why did he deceive Fang Yuanyuan?
"He's being detained."
Bai Muchuan's words came like a heavy hammer that hit her heart. She was so shocked that she was lost for a moment, and she changed to hold her mobile phone from her right to her left. Her right hand took the mouse to open Fang Yuanyuan's chat history via QQ web in her laptop. 
At this moment, Fang Yuanyuan was still chatting with her.
Although words would not show her emotions, in comparison with the two days when Huang He just left her, Fang Yuanyuan's emotions were, no doubt, much better now.
Xiang Wan could not help furrowing her brows. "What's the relationship between him and the case? Why did they detain him?"
Bai Muchuan: "Serious official malfeasance that caused a death."
"…"
For a police officer to be charged with that offence was terrible.
Once that was confirmed, it would leave a mark forever.
Xiang Wan felt that her brain was buzzing. She thought of Huang He's honest smile and the first impression she had of him—a warm and friendly police officer.
How could a police officer like him be treated like this?
She gasped, "Will he… be sentenced to jail?"
"His case is currently in the stage of investigation and prosecution. Commissioner Wang is also concerned about his future, so this is not made public. There aren't many who knew about this, so do keep it a secret."
Secret? Xiang Wan looked at Fang Yuanyuan's profile picture at the laptop screen.
"Not even to Fang Yuanyuan…?"
"If Huang He did not tell her, then don't. Let's respect his wishes."
Bai Muchuan paused for a moment before he continued, "I'm responsible for his plight. If I didn't treat them drinks, Huang He would not have gotten into such a state. At least, he won't be charged for drinking while carrying out his duty. Things would have been much simpler. So with regards to this matter, I won't just sit by and let it happen."
"How are you going to help him?"
Xiang Wan felt her heart getting cold.
That feeling of panic and unease of being unable to take control of the situation took over her again. "I remember you told me not to get involved in this matter, that I can't even write about the case in my story…"
"But you still went ahead." Bai Muchuan laughed in a low tone. "You've become a donkey."
"… Do you have a way to help Detective Huang?"
Bai Muchuan laughed. "If I, Bai Muchuan, are unable to help him, who else would be able to help him?"
To be able to say such confident words was certainly Detective Bai's style. However, Xiang Wan felt that things were not as simple as that.
After all, he was now in the capital and the case took place in Jin City. The issue of jurisdiction was not something that just a few words could overcome.
This phone call had lasted more than 10 minutes. The two of them only talked about others, and not one of the two brought up the topic about last night.
That was tacit understanding.
Inexplicable tacit understanding.
When they reached the end of the conversation, Bai Muchuan asked a question out of the blue instead of hanging up the phone.
"Nothing happened to you, right?" he couldn't help asking.
Was he asking about what happened after she was drunk?
In actual fact, Xiang Wan wanted to ask him if, after he used her room card and put her to bed, why had he stayed at her dorm for an hour.
But she found it too shameful to ask about it.
Secondly, if she asked, he would definitely suspect why she would know about that and might think she was pretending to be drunk, which would require another round of explanation.
And she would get really awkward.
"It's fine," Xiang Wan propped her forehead and said in all earnesty, "with regards to Detective Huang, besides you, there's really no one else who could help him."
Bai Muchuan agreed. "Be rest assured, I'll protect my men!"
… Your men.
… Is Huang He still your subordinate?
Xiang Wan felt like rebutting him about his sense of territory. However, on second thought, such domineering character of his was advantageous to helping Huang He, so she gave up rebutting him. Instead, she even tried to motivate him enthusiastically.
"Good luck! You can definitely do it!"
Bai Muchuan stayed silent for two seconds before he smiled.
"Of course I can do 'it'!"
Urgh! Somehow this doesn't really sound right?
Old driver!
Xiang Wan felt annoyed and amused at the same time. She said as she scratched her head, "Okay, okay, you can do it. That's it, I need to go write my story now. I didn't update yesterday and my consistent update is now gone with the wind!"
Actually, Xiang Wan had never managed to update consistently for more than one month without any interruption.
Not sure why, but there would definitely be occasions that make her fail to update consistently every month. Every failure to update always caught her off guard.
Hm, I must update today.
She closed the forum post to let herself calm down.
"Xiang Wan, Xiang Wan? What are you doing?"
Messages from QQ came again!
They were from Fang Yuanyuan.
Xiang Wan had not replied for some time and she got impatient.
She sent over a picture with some words: "If you're not talking, then you must be humping!"
Xiang Wan looked at her profile picture, not saying a word. She was hesitating.
So, Huang He had his reasons to sent Fang Yuanyuan those messages.
He knew he was in trouble and didn't want his beloved girlfriend to suffer with him. That was why he used such a harsh method to break up with her.
He would rather have her hate him and forget about him, than have her waiting for him and suffer with him.
Fang Yuanyuan did not pick the wrong man.
But it was a pity…
Xiang Wan's head started to ache again.
If Fang Yuanyuan were to know Huang He was being held at the detention center, would she be devastated?
She didn't dare to gamble.
Moreover, Bai Muchuan had said to keep it a secret.
Xiang Wan used one minute to convince herself, then typed a reply to Fang Yuanyuan.
"I was on the phone earlier, I'm sorry. And you're actually right, that the man in the photo is Bai Muchuan. However, there isn't anything going on between us…"
"You're in such a hurry to deny it. Have I ever said anything about something going on between you two?"
"…"
Xiang Wan looked at the time located at the lower right corner of the laptop screen.
"My Lord Editor, I can't chat now, I need to write my story."
"What a bummer!" Fang Yuanyuan was disappointed, then suddenly remarked, "Oh right, did you know? Cheng Zheng went to our youngest aunt's place again."
Eh?
Xiang Wan narrowed her eyes in suspicion. "Our youngest aunt has a lot of rice at home?"
"It's real strange this time!" commented Fang Yuanyuan. "The last time our youngest aunt invited him was because she wanted you two to come in contact more often. If this is about matchmaking, why did he make the trip when you're not in Jin City? However, I did not know if youngest aunt had invited him over or he paid her a visit by himself."
"You don't have to tell me about this. Lord Editor, if I get distracted again, I'm not going to continue writing my story."
It was a fact that Xiang Wan did not want to listen to that.
Sometimes, she would show her cold side too.
She was only interested in people she cared about. The rest of them had nothing to do with her.
"Sis, I'm not feeling too well today."
She did not want to continue chatting, but Fang Yuanyuan sent another message and called her "Sis" pitifully.
"I… missed him terribly today."
"And?" Xiang Wan sat quietly as she looked at Fang Yuanyuan's messages.
"Today's his birthday. Back then, we had already made plans for today, to do a lot of things together. I even prepared his birthday present some time back. I had wanted to give him a surprise… Hah, sis, why did people change so fast? His mobile phone is always switched off. I still couldn't get ahold of him."
Xiang Wan looked at these words, and she could sense her emotions. It was as if she could see Fang Yuanyuan's teary eyes.
"Don't be sad, Yuanyuan. Maybe he will come to look for you."
She had used the word "maybe", as she was not sure of that, either.
But Fang Yuanyuan hated that word "maybe".
"Why are you talking like him? Do you believe his words too? Actually, when he said that, I already know that he would not look for me ever again. He wanted a break up, but he used words that sound more poetic and artistic to convey his thoughts, that's all…"
She was speechless at her cousin's behavior.
After thinking for a while, she decided to clear Huang He's name.
"Yuanyuan, Detective Huang is not someone like that. Yesterday, I met that Senior of mine, Zhan Se. You still remember she's a criminal psychologist and a very good one as well, right? She helped to analyze this matter, and she told me that Detective Huang must have his difficulties for doing so."
"His difficulties? What kind of difficulties? Hurhur!"
"Senior told me that from the psychological perspective, the strength of a passionate lover's heart can shake the mountain and level the sea. Unless it was something that they could not defy, they would not give up their lover easily. Hence, although we don't know why Detective Huang did that, you must believe in him."
In order to make her words more credible, she had used Zhan Se's name.
However, Fang Yuanyuan knew her too well. She immediately detected her abnormality.
"Xiang Wan, why are you on his side today?"
"Me? I didn't?"
"Could it be that you know something that I don't?"
Xiang Wan was slightly surprised.
D*rn! Women are really too sensitive!
"Of course not! Look, I can't talk to you anymore. I really need to write my story now. Don't disturb me, my Lord Editor!"
She denied flatly.
And ended the chat in a panic.
She was not sure if Fang Yuanyuan continued to press on any further, she would be able to keep the secret.
…
Fang Yuanyuan did not send anymore messages.
Of course, Xiang Wan would not know that on the other side of the screen, Fang Yuanyuan was lying on her desk in tears.
…
Xiang Wan ordered a take-out delivery, stayed inside her dorm, and wrote her story for the day.
Recently, she had been writing 3,000 words daily.
Generally, she could finish writing that amount in three hours. But that day, she took almost one whole day to do it, finishing the chapter at five o'clock in the evening.
She held on although she was not at her best form—it was totally an agony prolonged.
She thought she could take that malicious thread in stride, but she was only human. She was not able to totally ignore it, and she couldn't quite let it go of that someone hiding in the shadow was slandering her.
Zi Tan, Du Landuo.
These two names kept appearing inside her head.
Which one of them did that to her?
Or maybe the two of them did that to her?
Or… could it be someone else?
Xiang Wan did not want to jump to conclusions.
After she uploaded the chapter for the day, she clicked on the link of the forum thread slowly.


Aspiring author Xiang Wan was deemed hopeless by her family and better off married when her fourth novel still did not do well. 
Just as she started to doubt herself and wonder if she should continue to pursue her dream as an author, things take an unexpected turn when a dazzling guy appears before her and she was taken away by the police as a prime suspect of a murder case.
A murder had taken place and the details were eerily similar to her mystery novel. 
From then on, her life turned topsy-turvy.
...........
Translator Review:
This is a novel encompassed with mystery, ethics, family ties, and romance. Of course, the highlights of this book are the murder cases. 
Although it’s a modern setup where none of the characters have a system or any other cheats, the Author managed to delight me with her writing, creative plots and a good pace without dragging her story. 
I marvel at the way the Author links up the clues and plot to explain the individual cases as well as paving the way to unravel the huge conspiracy behind the individual murders. Romantic plots are light-hearted so readers could take a breather from the plots of gruesome murders.
Frequency of release:  1 chapter/daily

Greetings everyone!

I've been busy editing some stuffs from the previous chaps. Not to worry, I did not change anything, just 'clean' some errors and patch some plotholes. Especially the errors my allegedly alive Keyboard did.

So... for the new readers, I welcome ya'll, for the old readers, Thank you thank you thank you~ I really feel grateful that ya'll keep on supporting me. Shoutout to Cerment_the_frog, hopefallsnow01, Jagermeister, LoudHermit and ChiseHatori and those who kept on reading my story since square one.

And by the way, You should skim the first 20 chaps for additional snippets that I added :3. I wasn't planning to add them at the first place since I'm not yet sure about the system and plots and everything I wanted to integrate into this story.


So to be honest, I didn't expected this sudden recognition, I was just casually writing stories then sharing them to the world through Webnovel. And now, I'm starting to get comments and reviews, which greatly pleases me! Please give me more of those, thank you so much.


So yeah, I had the plan to drop this novel before, during those quarantine stuffs and online class wackamoles, and yet, I'm still here, writing Vol. 2. So thank you ya'll for the support.

Anyways, since Webnovel doesn't have an open forum feature in the app which I greatly wish they are planning to add, I'll be opening this chap for any questions ya'll have in your mind, tips for my story and your ideas - Especially names, I lack the creative brain to think of names.

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All in all, thank you for following the development of Defend the Queen.

How to defeat a horde of monsters?

Create an army!

How to do that?

BECOME A QUEEN!!

Set your colony, raise your army, attack monsters, eat their flesh, then evolve!

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Iziul was the youngest and the only female General of the Army of Earth year 2075 who attained the respectable rank of Five-Star.

Sadly, her high prestige was ended after being sent to her death trap by.

Waking up again, she was brought to another world quite different yet similar to Earth.

Trees were towering here as animals and insects that were seen small at earth became gigantic titans that wrecked havoc.

"Is that mothra?!?! godzilla?!?! wait! Why are they so big but... normal. Normal???

Holy Sh*t. They are not big! 

I'm just small!"

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Queen Bit and thread the path of evolution while building her army of children to conquer the world!

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