Joanna, a die-hard fan of a South Korean boy group, Bangtan Sonyeondan, also known as BTS.

"South Korean boy group, BTS will disband this year 2025. On our interview, BTS mentioned that they will have their last concert tours before disbanding." She cried when watching the news, she's scrolling on her newsfeed that full of news about BTS' disbandment and their last concerts. She was surprised when reading a post, the Philippines is one of the countries where BTS was going for their concert, and the Philippines will be their last destination. 
She needs to go their last concert! She needs to see them before disbandment!

---•••---
HI CO-ARMYS! I NEED YOUR HELP! PLEASE SUPPORT THIS STORY OF MINE, THIS IS MY FIRST TIME PUBLISHING MY OWN WORK, SO, I BADLY NEED YOUR SUPPORTS! IM EXPECTING! BORAHAE! THANK YOU!??

His hand happened to be on same level with her twin peaks.
Lu Bai quickly retracted his arm. "I didn't touch…"
"That is an attempt at sexual harassment." Yan Se snapped her fingers at him. "I'll consider us even now since I stole your soybean milk."
Lu Bai was speechless. What an unreasonable woman! He had better leave, the sooner the better.
Yan Se waved goodbye to him. "See you tomorrow, handsome. If you're not buying soybean milk tomorrow, I don't mind fresh milk!"
Lu Bai walked even faster out of the door.
Lu Zhaoyang quickly passed a steamed bun to Yan Se. "He is like a younger brother to me, so please leave him alone."
Yan Se happily accepted the bun. "You gotta treat me with delicious meals to keep me happy then. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement."
"Of course." Lu Zhaoyang had Huo Yunting to thank for having to deal with this problem.
After breakfast, Lu Zhaoyang left for work.
Xiang Jinxi was in the office today. She had a meeting with him, but Yan Se was standing at the door pretending to be invisible. Fortunately, Xiang Jinxi did not mind her presence.
This was Yan Se's first time seeing Xiang Jinxi, and she thought he looked familiar.
"Have we met?"
After the meeting, Yan Se approached the man and asked.
He looked familiar, but she could not figure out why. There was no way she would forget such a good-looking face, though.
"No." Xiang Jinxi replied plainly and left without even looking at her.
Yan Se sidled up to Lu Zhaoyang with a thoughtful look. "Do you think… that he looked very familiar?"
"I have been working here for awhile, so of course I know his face. However…" Lu Zhaoyang brought her voice down to a whisper. "When I first met him, I had the same feeling, but I don't remember where I have seen him before."
"Someone we both know… Who could that be?" Yan Se narrowed her eyes in thought.
"The only people we know in common are probably Huo Yunting, Huo Li, and the staff in Thunderbolt Corp." Lu Zhaoyang looked at her watch. "I have another department meeting to attend. Why don't you take your time and think about this and while you eat?"
"Okay!"
An hour later, when Lu Zhaoyang stepped out of the meeting room, Yan Se had gone to the supermarket downstairs to buy some snacks.
When Lu Zhaoyang got back to her seat, she saw a post-it note left by Yan Se.
"I remember now. Xiang Jinxi looks like my boss!"
Xiang Jinxi... Huo Yunting…
Lu Zhaoyang pictured them both in her mind… and found that they did look similar in some ways.
Nevertheless, there were many people in this world who also looked like other people and this was also certainly none of her business. She tossed the post-it note into the bin.
…
(In the president's office.)
Xiang Jinxi nursed on a cup of black coffee as he watched the movements on his monitor.
One was working while the other was snacking.
The bodyguard had surprisingly keen eyes.
Qin An said, "President, should I ask Assistant Lu to stop bringing her bodyguard to the office?"
"There's no need. Huo Yunting was attacked a few days ago. He must be worried that someone would try to hurt Lu Zhaoyang."
Xiang Jinxi took another sip of his coffee and put down his cup. He switched off the surveillance feed and opened his email.
After a few taps on the keyboard, Xiang Jinxi sent the email.
Lu Zhaoyang studied the email sent to her by the president closely.
"I will be away from the city for a while. Take care of things while I'm gone. Let me know by email if any issues arise."


She was the little chief secretary at Huo Yunting’s office, who carried out jobs both on the table and "under" the table. 
She was also his obedient wife at night, fulfilling his needs.
It was a repentance, a redemption to her sin, Lu Zhaoyang was swallowing all these humiliations as heaven forbade, her mother was the other woman in this ugly affair with the wealthy Huo family, and eventually shattered the entire family, droving Huo’s mother insane.
It was probably the fairest, also the most horrible bargain of Lu’s life as Huo Yunting raided their house one day.
“You would compensate with your body. On daily basis.” The offer was made and she could not say no. 
“If you think you aren’t having enough fun… Well, perhaps we could play the divorce game, then we could have another marriage, making the same vow with you always as my bride. I can do this, again and again. Again, and again. Isn’t that sweet, honey?”
 
Was it heart-moving, or simply tear-moving?
ISN’T IT OBVIOUS?
Huo Yunting, he’s a devil, both body and soul a devil!
Join the Fifty Thunders of Huo Yunting! 
As you see dominance occurs in the classic office romance taken place in modern world with a hint of quirky comedy and heart-wrenching episodes!

I was at the office editing another article for the paper. I cannot help but wonder why the heir to the one of the greatest real estate fortune was doing at a hospital in the middle of the night. Even so, I just kept typing and typing. Sometimes, I dream of going on the field as a journalist instead of being deskbound to editing articles. Well, anyway, senior editor is not bad for my age.

"Rosanna, the boss calls for you in his office," the boss's secretary says. "It appears to be urgent."

What could he possibly want with me? What have I done wrong? I rose from my seat and I walked my way to the office with the secretary's lead. I tried to look calm as possible. This should be nothing.

I opened the door and I saw the boss sitting behind his desk with Mateo by his side. What is going on?

"Sir, you called me?" I say.

"Yes," he says. "Now, this is going to be brief."

"I understand," I say.

"There is something you are not telling me," he says.

"Sir, I tell you everything I need to tell you," I say. "I tell you when the articles are finished editing. I tell you when it can be printed. I tell you everything. What have I not told you?"

"A lot," he says. "An heir to a telecommunications fortune is dying, an heir to a real estate fortune visited a hospital with his parents, and. . . a daughter of a corporate lawyer is a drug addict. Rosanna, these are news you are not telling me."

"Sir, these are private matters that the public need not know," I say firmly. "And you disgust me if you call these private problems as 'news'."

"Still, these are news," he says coolly. "I never knew you to be so well-connected with the elite, Rosanna. Of course, what did I expect? You graduate from Ferrydell University under a scholarship."

"I repeat sir, these are private matters," I gritted my teeth. "I cannot report these to you. My friend is dying of cancer; another is trying to recover from addiction, and the one I saw last night? I merely bumped into him. I do not know him personally."

"You give me no choice, Rosanna," he says. "I am sending you on the field. If you are not personally connected with that real estate heir, then make yourself to be one."

"This is to invade their privacy, sir!" I exclaim.

"I don't care!" he exclaims back. "You saw it, you report it. Take Mateo with you. He ought to learn a little something from you. And, you may go."

I gritted my teeth with anger as I look into the eyes of my enemy. I knew he has something to do with this. The only question is how did he know all of those? I stormed out of the room and walked my way back to my cubicle.

"Rose, I – "

"You had something to do with this, don't you?" I ask angrily as I walk away.

"Rose, I had to tell him," he says. "This information is matters of the public for they are related to the elite which is – "

"These are private matters that no one else should ever know," I corrected.

"Think about it properly, Rose," he insists. He keeps catching up with me even though I am trying to leave him behind. I could still feel my anger with him. How could he tell these matters to the boss? "With these stories, you could get ahead of the journalism world. This would put you on top." He suddenly grabbed my arm as if to stop me from walking. "Don't you want that?"

"I have ambitions, I must admit," I say as I break away from his grip. "But I do not want to do it this way. I do not want to use my friends' problems as a means to boost my position. They are my friends and sisters in bond! I would not dare betray them. I want to be great, but not that way. How could you use my friends as pawns for your ambition? You even dared to involve me in this mess. You disgust me."

I turned my back on him and walked away. How could he? This is the sin Emma is talking about. Avarice is never a virtue. It can never be justified.

I arrived at my table only to see a post-it note stuck on my desk.

Interview with Rex de la Rama, 1:00 pm, Rade Real Estate Main Office. Be sure to show up if you want to keep your job.

Damn him! Damn both of them! They are both ambitious. How could I work for this man? Can he not respect that family's privacy? I managed to crumple the note and toss it to my waste bin out of anger. Instead of the waste bin, I did not manage to throw it in its proper place. It fell to the ground only for Mateo to pick it up for me.

"You seem to be pretty mad," he says as he hands me back the post-it note.

"It's your fault!" I exclaim. "And, how did you get that information?"

"Eloisa told me," he says lowly.

"Ah, so you are in close friendship, do you not?" I say angrily. "By God, I have two sisters for fools. One is a fool for an unknown lover and one is a fool for her friend's son of a gun ex-lover."

"You better watch your mouth there, missy," he whispers. "We have been friends for a long time, and you should know that by now. She has nothing against me, nor does Emma. I do not see why the two of us can't get in the same both."

"You cheated on her!" I exclaim. "That is the thing that I cannot forgive you!"

"Well, some of us needs to move on, right?" he says. "Anyway, we need to have that interview. Our jobs depend on it."

"May I remind you it is you that got us here in the first place?" I say.

"You can't do anything about it anyway," he says. "Not let's attend that interview."

My heart burns with anger for what he did, yet he started a new career for me. He got me out of being deskbound in the worst possible way. I do not know if I should thank him or curse him. I already cursed him earlier. I think that should be enough already. Also, what harm can a mere interview do? My boss set an appointment for an interview with Rex de la Rama.

I can feel the ambition rising through my head. Earlier, I was fuming with rage for what he did, but now I am star struck with the idea that I am actually going to interview an heir. I have been surrounded by children of the elite all throughout my college life, but I never see them as any higher than me. We are all trying to graduate college in one piece. We have our own share of dreams, and mine was to become a legend of a journalist.

I mean, I have two sisters as members of the elite. I am just a child born in poverty, but they see me as their equal. As we walk to the office, I can feel a race of change inside my mind. Anger turned into excitement within a flash. How could it be?

"Sir, the journalists from the Lucia City Times have arrived," the secretary says as she introduces us.

"Thank you," Rex says with a smile. "You may leave us for a while. Come back to me once this interview is over."

The secretary bowed in respect and left the three of us in the heir's room.

"Sir, thank you for obliging to our request for an interview," Mateo says in respect.

"It was nothing," the charming heir says kindly. "You honor me by asking to interview me. Come, let us talk."

He prompted us to sit on his sofa set. I felt honored by his hospitality. He had some coffee prepared for us and he never seems annoyed with having us.

"Now, I understood that you want to interview me, but for what reason?" he asks.

"It is a rather long story," Mateo says.

"Alright," the heir says. Mister de la Rama then looked at me as if he is examining my face. Please, let him not remember me. "Miss, have I seen you before?"

"Uh, last night, I suppose, sir," I say awkwardly. "I saw you at a hospital last night with your parents."

"Ah, yes," he says. "Now I remember. We strolled past each other in the lobby of the hospital. Alas, I only visited my betrothed last night. Poor, love. She is near the end of her days."

"Sir, if you do not mind me asking, who is this betrothed?" I ask.

"Miss, I believe that you are going a bit too far in asking me that," he says.

"Alas, sir, do not think me as a bird that pries into your private life," I say. "But sir, I think we share the same pain. I have a friend. Her name is Emma. You may not know her, but she near the end of her days too. You know, sir, it pains me to see her bound to that bed waiting for a turn to the worse. To see her lover is all she wishes, but alas, I do not know if I can give that to her."

"Would that friend be Emma Concepcion?" he asks.

"Yes sir," I answer. "How do you know?"

"She is my betrothed," he answers.

"You are my friend's betrothed?" I ask in shock.

"There is no doubt of it," he says. "And I'm surprised that the public doesn't know. You are the first to know, Ms. Aguinaldo."

"Were you lovers?" I ask.

"No, it was arranged," he says. "But even if it was arranged, I loved her, though she did not feel the same. Even on her deathbed, she still wants to find that peasant of a lover. Well, anyway, I'm sure that she will reconsider that."

"Sir, what do you know?" I ask flatly.

"I do not know him," he says. "The only thing I know that she fell for a common man, and I can tell you that I am not him. Miss, though your friend sees me as a shallow person, I truly loved her. Keep that in mind."

So, the man she loves is a common man. I can understand that. So, that is why she was betrothed to someone else. This is what the two sisters are talking about last night. They discussed the common man Emma loved. Sometimes, I think of her as a great person, though she is a fool. She is not shallow to fall for a man for his wealth and power. She falls for the person, not what the person has. She has a heart. Alas, I know I am not like her. Standing beside her is like standing beside a living saint.

"Right, I suppose we shall proceed with the interview," Mateo says as he pulls out his notepad containing questions to be asked.

Lies, Betrayals, Wishes, Deceits, Murders, Wealth . . . such many things for an elite to have. 

Rosanna Aguinaldo, a self-made journalist, Rose into the world through hard work. For much of her life, she involved herself in the lives of the elite, thereby creating many questions in her mind. What mysteries do these people have? How can people mysteriously die, lose their inheritance, or conspire with one another?

---------------------------------------------------------

Release: On Hiatus

Chapter Length: +2000 words

Today, Old Master Lu was very happy. It could be said that all his gloominess from before had been swept away. Initially, he had been terrified to have taken on such a horrible form. Although he had told everyone he was an ice-cream, he had known exactly what sort of creature he looked like in his heart.
Everyone in the surroundings had been mocking him, telling him to evolve into a pile of shit...or simply a bag of fertilizer.
Truthfully speaking, in this game that didn't allow one to delete their accounts regardless of what they evolved into, he wasn't able to accept it!
After spending his time in agony for two days, he finally gathered the courage and went to ask the instructor as to what he would evolve into. In the end, when he moved nearer to the instructor, the overlord next to her already pointed at him and cried out in alarm, "Feathers, a ball of feathers!"
At that moment, his heart turned cold!
But in the end, the instructor's next sentence was that he was a phoenix seed. Upon hearing that, he suddenly felt joy as though he just struck the lottery!
Until now, he was still feeling dizzy.
(I am an awesome phoenix?)
(Wahahaha, as expected...the heavens help those who help themselves!)
(Didn't I say that I've been attracting online traffic every day with my posts for the game. Even if I didn't get any credit for it, I did still work hard, right? How can the game bear to let me evolve into shit?)
He, who was still lost in excitement and happiness, suddenly received an email from the official game station.
"Dear player [My ancestor Old Master Lu didn't Cheat]. Hello, firstly, the game's backstage staff want to thank you for your selfless promotion of the game. Through the discussion of the work team, in order to thank you for your support, we gave you a special reward, granting you the bloodline of a hidden job. You should have already received it in game. But yesterday, the game's A.I. reported that all the elf players displayed immense dissatisfaction toward you possessing a hidden job. Hence, we hope that you could write another article regarding the strategy guide about the benefits of ordinary elf jobs to placate them. As for the information needed, we have already sent it to your email. In the future, the work team will give you remuneration according to the effects of your guide. We also hope that you can continue to support our game. Thank you!"
Signing off: Xiye Game Studio, sincerely wishing you well.
After receiving the email, Old Master Lu was stunned for some time. He then shouted in excitement, "As expected!!"
After that, he read through the content of the email many times, tears flowing down his face. As expected, his hard work wasn't wasted. The game studio truly had a conscience. His ancestor must be blessing him, allowing him to acquire a hidden job.
When he thought of this, he hurriedly replied to the email.
"Hello to every boss in the gaming studio. Firstly, I am really very honored to be able to receive the recognition of the official game station. Being able to write for such a wonderful game product, it's really my, Lu Xiaowei's, glory to be able to do so. The humble me appreciates and admires the efforts of the work team very much. Such an era-crossing game yet still choosing to treat the players so well. In addition, there are no moods to purchase anything in-game at all, resulting in the loss of a source of income for the gaming studio. I'm really very impressed by the work team's far-sighted strategy and will definitely do my very best to promote the game. I'll give all my meager strength to do so, and there's no need for your side to mention anything about remuneration. Lastly, I'm very thankful for the work team to grant me a hidden job. I wholeheartedly wish for [Star Ocean] to be popular, becoming a wondrous divine work that would never die off!"
Old Master Lu glanced at the email he wrote. After looking through a few times, he then carefully hit the reply button. He didn't expect his actions to be able to gain the notice of the official game station. This was truly a huge surprise. The excited him hurriedly tactfully declined the mention of remuneration.
He didn't care about this bit of remuneration. The cafes of his Lu Clan were extremely prosperous back in the time of his ancestor. Although the business had declined a lot when it came to his generation, he still wasn't thinking much for this bit of remuneration. Comparatively, he regarded the business value of this game much more highly.
Right now, the game showed no signs of earning any income by creating an in-game store. Since this was the case, this meant it was most probably planning to go for the gift card system, a one-time fee or a monthly fee system!
What did this represent?
This represented a huge business opportunity for the players.
As for charging a fee for in-game items, those p2w players wouldn't mind mindlessly throwing money at the game station. But then the space where top-quality players could perform would become very limited. If the balance of the in-game store was not that good, there was basically no space for normal players to perform. But if this game adopted the game style of [Titan], which implemented a one-time fee, things would be different!
Everyone would be on the same starting line. In that case, players who had spent a large amount of time and energy would have the advantage. This would also be fair as top-quality players had an even larger space to perform!
Originally, he felt that he no longer had an opportunity to make his ancestor's former glory to re-appear as he missed the starting phase of [Titan]. Yet, he didn't expect that he would encounter another divine work like [Star Ocean] in his robust years, and he even received such preferential treatment. This time around, if he couldn't succeed, he would truly have wasted the bloodline of his clan!
After all, his ancestor was a man who could go head-to-head with the number one mid-laner, FAKER, of the league of legends back then and boasted of a 50% win-rate against him. So, as his descendant, how could Old Master Lu's talent be weak?
When he thought of this, Old Master Lu grew increasingly emotional. He drew in a deep breath and opened up the information that the official game station had sent to him. He was preparing to use the information and write a good article. Maybe, they would then give him some good items in-game to reward him. This was a rare-to-come by backdoor chance; hence, he had to do this well.
Moreover, his hidden job was truly too ostentatious. Humans wouldn't worry about scarcity but uneven distribution. This hidden job of his would easily arouse jealousy in others. By writing this article well, he could lower the risks for himself.
Hence, he concentrated and read through the information. This read actually caused him to tremble. The system of this game was not ordinarily huge. If it wasn't because the game's performance in the early phase was so good, he even doubted if the game system could sustain balance when so many complex jobs were introduced. Just the elf race alone had so many jobs. There was even a note in the email saying that there would be even more races to choose from for new players in the future!
The more he thought about it, the higher the anticipation he felt in his heart for the game's later phase!
----------------------------------------
On the other hand, Xiye felt a little ashamed when he saw Old Master Lu's reply which stated that he didn't want any remuneration. Using his subject's natural talent like this while giving him nothing, even scamming him that his evolution into a phoenix seed was something given by the 'game', was this idea a little too dirty?
Could he really be a black-hearted overlord?
(Mn...This is just a makeshift stratagem due to my temporarily poor finances. In the future, when this overlord struck it rich, I will definitely treat these honest and simple indigenous players kindly.)
"Ding! Hello, respected Overlord Xiye. The few high-grade jobseekers you booked have already confirmed their interview timings. Do you want to meet with them?"
This voice caused Xiye who was thinking of other things to awaken from his stupor. After that, he collected his thoughts. This should be the reply sent to him by the talent network. He hurriedly opened up the email.
He read through the content. It basically stated that the recommended high-grade instructors were willing to meet him for an interview. Xiye felt his heart shake with excitement when he saw this. He stood up and rubbed his hands. He then instructed the A.I. to help him monitor the elves' evolution. He then prepared himself and headed out for a long journey.
As long as all of these things were settled, his first batch of basic combat force would appear and his large-scale expansion plan could finally be started!


Player: I'm a worker whose monthly salary doesn’t even hit $5,000. My monthly rental already takes up half of my salary, I don’t have a girlfriend and is reprimanded by my superior every day. However, I feel very happy because there has been a new virtual game recently. In the game, I have a powerful bloodline. Not only do I have my own fleet, I even have a powerful overlord that granted me a colonized planet. Although I know this is fake, but inside there, I found the meaning of my life!
Actually...the overlord who gave him the planet really wanted to tell him that this game wasn’t fake. (You really have your own fleet and colonized planet…) but the overlord knew that he couldn’t say this. Because, once he said it, these subjects who thought of themselves as ‘players’, would definitely not be as terrifyingly hardworking as now!!


Ziyi closed the door and went directly to her bedroom. She took her mobile and opened the student account's email. Jiang Chen has e-mailed her the new deadline date,which is post Easter. She immediately forwarded the message to their class group, informing about the new deadline date. Post that she immediately logged out of chat room,without waiting for others reply.
She stared at the email for a while, wondering how she should respond. After contemplating for some time,she decided to reply with a simple thank you note, since its an official email. Originally, Ziyi was never interested in taking up the course rep and department rep positions. She already has several things in her plate like studying, part-time and ACE. But, their course leader had a very good impression on Ziyi since her under-graduation. So, he insisted that she should take up the representative opportunity. In order to show respect to him, she accepted the role. Her life has been very peaceful so far and she never had any conflict with her professors and fellow classmates....But, now that Jiang Chen become a professor, she decided to quit her position to avoid more interactions with him.
In fact, meeting Jiang Chen this early was never in her plan. But, somehow, it's messed up. That too since Jiang Chen has turned into a stubborn mule following her all the time, its inevitable that her plan will definitely get him hurt.So, it's better to avoid interactions with him so as not to escalate the things.
She looked at the calendar and thought, 'Just two more days in next week. Then, she will go to home'. The upcoming 8 weeks are definitely going to exhaust her. First, she will go to US for two weeks.After her return , she got two more weeks of lecture followed by immediate exams. Right after the exams, she has to leave the UK for 4 months to do her internship. This time, she chose all the five companies that belongs to the Lus, Lins, Zhangs , Sus and Chens  as her preferred choices . No matter, which ever company it may be, as long as she get a chance, she will investigate the incident five years ago. 
Five years ago....
Five years ago.....
Bang........... a bullet firing sound echoed in a dark silent night.
Bang..........another bullet followed the first one.
Anran is 7 months pregnant
She is pale as dead after experiencing the hellish torture
But that girl...only that weak petite girl blocked the two bullets saving her and Ran...
SHE is such a wonderful person....SHE has a beautiful soul...!!

******************
"You came faster than I thought !!" , Jiang chen handed a cup of coffee to Zhang Wei.
Zhang Wei sat on the bean bag in Jiang Chen's balcony and started sipping the coffee. Jiang Chen sat in the chair opposite to him. 
"Alpha team's report ", he handed a huge file to him.
"Anything suspicious ?", Chen asked before opening the report.
Wei didn't respond and waited for Jiang Chen to read the file. Jiang Chen's brows knitted after reading the contents in the file. Within 30 minutes, he finished reading the file.
"DNA Report ?",Jiang Chen questioned while trying hard to calm his flaring nerves.
"Verified. It's not", Wei replied calmly.
"Why didn't we find it before ?"
"Someone covered this information well.Even our alpha and shadow team couldn't find it."
"Who ?", Jiang Chen's eyes were burning red with fury.
 "No information...But don't know why, suddenly this information was revealed very easily.Don't you find it suspicious ?"

For five long years, without giving upon a single day, he searched for her !!

To Jiang Chen,the only heir of Jiang group, she is an obsession. He couldn’t understand the reason why his best friend, cut off all the contacts without any reason. Her leaving was a nightmare and he couldn’t sleep well from the day she left.

As a miracle, he met her in the UK. 

To Zhang Zhiyi, Jiang Chen was always her unrequited first love. A man for whom was willing to give up her everything turned into an enemy. At present she even hates to breathe the same air if he is within the vicinity.

A story of two childhood best friends, grown with a strong bond of affection turned into two adults who hate each other.

Little Ziyi proposed little Jiang Chen when she was three years. 

Ziyi: “I love you”
Chen: “I am too small to give you love now. When I become an adult, I will give you all the love in this world"

====================================


Chen: “Be ready at tomorrow morning. We will go to Civil Affairs Bureau to register marriage"
Ziyi: “No way. I won’t”
Chen: “I didn't ask for your permission. This is just an information”
Ziyi: “I will marry in your dreams”

Chen leaned forward and saying, "I have no interest in virtual marriages. But if you insist, I will sleep here to marry in dreams"

====================================

The next day he dragged her to Civil affairs Bureau to get red book and the first thing he did after marriage was sleeping for 22 hours continuously !!!!

A story that blends love-hate relationship and mirrors friendship and portraying college life with decent twists, is on its way. Hope you all will enjoy it. This is my first novel and pardon me if there are any errors

note: The cover page of this book does not belong to me.. It's just a picture, I found in google

Death, a Biography, is a fictional horror novel. It is crass, violent, profane, and not meant for the light hearted reader. Imagine living in a world surrounded by fools. For years your frustration grows, and no matter what you try to do you cannot free yourself from the preverbal ideocracy. Nom DePlume is just such a man, only one day he is granted the dearest wish of his heart. Nom, a grad student working as a truck driver is: intelligent, well educated, and the sort of person who always can find a reason to have a chip on his shoulder. One day while driving in Texas he finds that he has the ability to wish death on those he hates. Being scientifically minded, Nom proceeds to experiment searching out the scopes of his new found powers. He begins in Texas, a state he despises. As he moves on from each experiment, he picks his prey to match some facet of modern western life that he hates. Each receive a fate customized to match what Nom feels they did wrong. Nom then travels home to Michigan after initially defining his new role in life. In Michigan he uses his powers to settle a few old scores and family business. A run-in with an old friend convinces him that he is being selfish for not using his god like powers to better mold humanity. The end of the book sees him taking on the leader of the free world. Nom now personifying Death, learns that he has a true foe, Life.Nom will return.

Arthur Tullett always led an average life. All he ever wanted was to get a stable job, marry a caring wife, be a fun father, and live without regrets.

All that came crashing down when his magic wielding, tentacle swinging, Cthulhu horror of a baby sitter paid him a visit. Before he knew it, things escalated out of control, and common sense became a thing of the past.

Now he has to venture across the universe solving mysteries left unexplained for eons. Meet bizarre civilizations full of alien wonders, and save them from cosmic terrors out there to gobble them up.

Join him on this fantastic journey full of laughter and passion through the stars.



Important Disclaimers:

Releases: 2 per week.

Chapter length : 1.5k - 2k words on average. Maybe be more but definitely not less.

This story contains no harem. I will show when I have to, and tell when I have to. English is my 4th language.

The battle against a man named Kawaki, sends Boruto, Himawari and Sarada back in time. Now, They find themselves in a world that is so familiar yet different to them.

Hello every one and welcome to my story. I am here with one announcement and two warnings.

Announcement: I have ZERO artistic talent and as such an looking for anyone to make a cover for this book. If you are interested feel free to go ahead and make one then email it to kelin.yost@gmail.com and then post a comment on the most recent chapter i have posted. (note this is not my main email and as such will not be checked regularly unless i receive word that you have sent me a cover)

First: Writing is NOT a first priority for me and as such there will not be regular updates and you can expect long Hiatuses from me. (possibly multiple months at a time)

Second: My writing is no were near where i would like it to be. As such i would greatly appreciate constructive criticism, tips on how to improve how the story is written, and if you could point out any mistakes (grammatical or semantics) it would help me a lot.

Elves and magic, fancy swords and shiny armor, and the most over used tropes seem to make up every MMO game on the market today. Humanities Homecoming: Retaking Earth is not like all those games. Terrans are on the brink of extinction and Kevin Yore, just like all the other VRMMO players out there, are diving in to do their best to reverse this fate and save their kind. 

Kevin might not be the smartest, strongest, fastest, or even luckiest person. In fact, he might just be an average person. No System. No Fortunate encounter. No memories of a past life. Just an average guy making a mark on the world with the only thing he believes himself to be good at, video games. 

Will you join him in his adventures of the Milky Way Galaxy? Will you curse him when he makes a stupid mistake? Will you cheer for him when he survives that harrowing brush with death? Or as Kevin would say “will you sit on your pampered a** and watch a great experience pass you by?”

thank you note post interview email

Thank You

We Are Destined

WARNING! Tsundere President

A Bed of Lies [ON PAUSE]

I have a bunch of players on Earth

Falling for you Once again

Death: A Biography

Fantastic Journeys Through the Stars

A Different Kind Of Journey

Humanities Homecoming: The Game

People search thank you note post interview email also like: