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The story Of Mobs
The complaints of mobs who simply wants to live their lives peaceful while the heroes,villain,edge lord,weird creatures, unique people, go around and achieving their "fantasy dream". As while the rulers of kingdom and empires busy themselves with maid romance, secretary romance or reverse harems while their people suffer for their "busy ruling" would the mob handle themselves to calm down or would they do something that would make them a stepping stone. *Dont take this novel seriously it's my first try at making a novel this novels doesn't have any plot so don't expect much of good writing I'm just basically writing what ever I want also I might forget something here and there so sorry and not sorry. Hope you enjoy* -
Faux Hero
The far future is deathless, designed to resemble the fantastical. Sage Glory, a teenaged archer, gets summoned before the so-called goddess, Ayrelle, creator of the utopia. She needs to appoint a hero to “save the world.” Despite Sage emphasizing his short supply of concern, heroism, and stature, she conscripts him. Sage is left with the vaguest job description of the millennium. All he can do is pray he has a place in the journey he was forcefully placed in. -
Skull Bandit
After the biggest train heist in history, Al is betrayed by his two friends and his lover. In a burning desire for justice he is resurrected by the Goddess Lyri who orders him to kill his old teammates. With the help of an old sheriff thd resurrected thief must hunt down his old friends that is if he can find them. -
Another world ( BL )
WARNING. STRONG LANGUAGE A normal ( or not so normal ) 15 year old boy named Noah befriends a winged boy from another dimension named Axel. Noah gets taken to his new friend's dimension, which is very different from ours. many amazing secrets lie in this strange new world, along with some dark, unsolved ones. Noah delves deeper into the past of the place, ( and his own self ) as well as saving it with the help of his friends -
Acting System: Whitewashing the Villain
A man with no acting experience reincarnates as a scumbag actor in a wacky web novel, but movies turn into reality with the help of his system, forcing him to live through all the roles he takes. Serial killer? He will never forget the feeling of being hunted by the entire police force and the faces of all the innocent people he killed. Fantasy hero? He will never forget the thrill of wielding a legendary sword, the power coursing through his veins as he faced down a monstrous dragon. But it's not all sunshine and rainbows. The actor, Min-Jae is a third-generation Chaebol known for harassing female co-workers and abusing his position of power. With the help of his system, he will be sent into the past to whitewash Min-Jae's character and make all the accusers regret their actions. -
FATHER'S QUEEN
He was never king material nor did he desire it until it came to her For her, he wanted to be God. Runaway prince Eric returns home to his country after being gone for 7years due to the untimely death of his father ,the King of Neire, only to discover his mother's seat on the throne was now occupied by another woman who he knew too well. -
Imprison Me: Gold Edition
(A new and improved story of Imprison Me. A exciting thrill of a story that sucks you in the world of New Apple City where it creates the world around you.) (Disclaimer: This novel is entirely Fictional. The world and people are fictional. This novel isn't created to insult or upset anyone based on religion and the way one might be perceived.) (Viewer discretion Is Advised: Strong Sexuality and Harsh Language. 18+) (The images I use, I do NOT own. I get them on Google, Bing, or Pinterest. Will mark creators if I find the names.) Book Summary: As soon as they stared at each other for more than a second- it felt like something clicked for the both of them, as if a key's been turned unlocking sets of gears that started to turn. Both of their hearts beating the same rhythm connecting all of the puzzle pieces of an ancient puzzle that's been waiting to be finished. The pair of silver eyes seem to devour the blue ones- like the ground reaching up and pulling down the sky. Unable to take the pressure anymore- the young man shifted his delicate eyes but something in the back of his mind yelled at him to turn back his attention. -
Notes to the Past
In Nico D'Arias' world perfection is everything, now the tortured musical prodigy must confront his demons and learn to embrace the imperfect beauty of life, love and rock 'n' roll. He has spent his life running from his past and the crushing weight of his father's expectations. But when he meets Jupiter Jones and reunites with his best friend Alex Harper, two fellow misfits with a shared passion for music, he starts to believe that maybe he's finally found where he belongs. Together they form the band Notes to the Past, pouring their blood, sweat and tears into creating music that moves the soul. But as they start to taste success, Nico must grapple with resurfacing trauma from his childhood that threatens to destroy everything he's fought so hard to build. Raw, heart-wrenching and unflinchingly honest, this coming-of-age tale explores the redemptive power of love, the unbreakable bonds of found family, and the courage it takes to face your ghosts and rewrite your own story - one blistering guitar riff at a time. -
Flesh Scribe
With a practiced ease, he picked up the book titled "Flesh Scribes" and flipped through its contents, occasionally glancing at the paragraphs. "The name Flesh Scribe was created as a blanket term for a large variety of trades related to augmenting organic matter. The name was coined as such to be derogatory to the members of such professions as for a long period of time they weren't considered a true pathway. Somethig they happily took and ran with, making the once shameful title something to respect. The etymology of different names in… " "Flesh Scribes have been around for centuries in many forms. From the Gashi tribe's warrior markings, Insectoids of the Southern Hive Nation known for carving modified runes into their carapaces, mages of the Tygen race streamlining spells by imbedding pre-made templates, the reclusive members of..." "Though they have only been fully recognized as a proper 'pathway' within the last six decades, they have very quickly become one of the most sought-after professions dew to their..." "One of the easiest and most simple magic 'languages' that both Rune Scribes and Flesh Scribes learn is a form of non-functional, simplified runic writing, centered on the surface level, that utilizes mana as a template energy source, called 'Basic.' In the following lessons, you will be taught 'Basic' as well as how to translate it into just about any form of simplified, mana-based, 'language'." [][][][][][][][][][][][][][] I'm a novice writer who's just trying their best. If your reading this early on then as a heads up with every chapter I release I'm probably going to modify, retcon, or just straight up delete certain parts of the beginning chapters. Over time as I flesh out the story and find a writing style I'm comfortable with; these changes should greatly die down. If you have any criticisms or critique you would like to give I'll try my best to pay attention to them. Also the chapter updates are just going to be erratic for now. Not because I'm not trying, but because I'm pumping just about every second of my free time into this and I can, mabey, get an update out every 2 to 3 days for now. -
V.I.
Rika Ito is a 20-year-old college student who is just looking to have a normal life, but with an alcoholic dad, a job in a dark alleyway, and a coffee addiction, her life feels like it will never become normal. However, one day, as Rika was out to get groceries from the store, a random video of the new band V.I. was playing in the middle of Akihabara. As all the high school girls and working women were screaming and squealing, Rika was suddenly kidnapped! SO MUCH FOR WANTING A NORMAL LIFE! Mikan, a person with a mandarin orange for a head, recruits Rika for her special skill that not even Rika knew she had. With now having to be the manager of V.I., the new upcoming boy group, and having an even worse coffee addiction than before, can Risa actually survive and help V.I. rise to the top? -
Intericate
It was a gray day outside and the town’s hospital looked gloomy in the later afternoon light. Somewhere a storm was gathering, but only a small cloud had scattered some raindrops lightly, causing a cold rush of air into the reception where a little black curly haired boy wearing a black leather jacket, a purple scarf, and black pants stood staring in the direction of a ward room with a confused expression, his deep, blue eyes was looking tired and worn. What’s going on? His ten years old brain couldn’t register the happenings around him and he felt like he was in a mystery movie. The last thing he remembered was being forced out of sleep by his nanny and she telling him that his mum needed to see him. But where is his mum? He turned around to look at his nanny, she was watching him with a blank but soft eyes, her face pale. “Nanny.”he called in a thin voice and she smiled faintly. “Come here big boy.”she opened her arms wide for a hug, her protective eyes not leaving his face. “I can bet on it that you are hungry.”she joked, trying to make him laugh but the little boy said nothing. He merely casted his eyes downward as he walked towards her, sliding to a stop when he heard the creaking sound of a door opening. He quickly turned in the direction and saw a doctor in a white lab coat emerge from the ward room. His face brightened instantly and his eyes lit up as his mouth broke into a smile.”Dad.”he raced over to the doctor and hugged him tightly. He had never been so happy to have his dad around, he needed someone to explain this mystery to him. “Hey chap.”the doctor’s voice sounded tired. He slowly disengaged from the hug and stepped back. “Why are you here?” He whispered through lips that did not move. “Mom,”the little boy blinked, raising up to him his eager face, “I came to see mum. Where is she?” The doctor, his father made a guttural noise deep in his throat, swallowed hard, and finally spoke. “Your mum is……Your mum is………..”A waterfall of sweat began to pour down his face and his breaths came in short gasps. Your mum is dead! How the hell was he gonna tell him that? Gosh! He had no ready answers. “Did she make it?” His son’s nanny voice jerked him out of his troubled thoughts and he moved his gaze to her, she was standing right behind his son and was staring at him with huge brown eyes incredibly sad. He shook his head slowly, too scared to utter the word. “And the baby?” The nanny felt her lips quivering, heard her voice cracking. “We lost both of them.”Tears welled up in the doctor eyes and he turned his face away so his son wouldn’t see it. “Take him out of here.” He croaked and walked away with his head hanging low. The nanny squeezed the upper part of her nose between thumb and index finger, blinking her eyes to stop the burning tears. “Let’s go home child.”she reached out to clasp the -
Tale Of Immortals
Let’s look at life. What do you know about it? The stuff you know probably consists of only five percent. Then there's fifteen percent of the stuff you know you don’t know. And of course, the rest is stuff you don’t even know you don’t know. - life is vast. So vast that we can’t hope to comprehend all of it. At least not in one lifetime. And possibly two. Heck, even several lifetimes. A light hearted piece of fiction I write when I'm bored, don't take it too serious ;P If you find grammar mistakes, or any way I can make the storytelling better be sure to let me know. Thanks in advance.
