《The Typhoon’s Wife》The Typhoon's Wife
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As both his brothers left,Matt lost himself in thoughts of the past.He hoped that Al and his brother said yes to Neil's proposition.This was the best way to defeat that evil woman but also because they were perfect for each other.
Neil had tried multiple times to get them to meet up before this but some thing or the other always stopped them.Now this situation seemed like fate had finally decreed that it was the time for them to meet.
But based on 2nd bros previous attempts and the latest one ,it seems it was time to take out the big weapons!His eyes gleamed as he plotted to take his gifts to the respective persons.He was sure that once they saw his masterpieces both would be unable to say no..
His masterpieces were nothing but 2 small paintings.Though he hated painting people(you could almost never capture everything!)he had been too inspired and moved to not draw them.
And ironically,his first such painting was of Al and Ru.It was about six months ago,when he had been with Neil that he first saw Al.Her beauty was enough to capture the heart of any man. With dark long hair,mysterious black eyes and always smiling lips. He had seen her sitting on the grass with a small grubby boy.They had been trying to plant a flower into a pot but the mud was more on the boy than in the pot.He was ashamed to admit to himself and would never admit to anyone even under threat ,that he had not recognised his own nephew.He had assumed that his eccentric brother had hired a new housekeeper and the grubby boy was her son..Only after the boy saw him and ran towards him while shouting "Uncle Matt" did he break out of his daze.
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There had been something weird about the situation which had not let him rest until he finished painting the scene..Only after finishing the painting did he finally realise what was different.The woman's eyes held the love of a mother.Her eyes,expression and body language was what made him initially believe that she was the boy's mother.And the boy's eyes were the happiest as he basked in the warmth of this pure relationship.
His second painting was also of Ru but this time with his brother.Both father and son had been playing softball in the yard and so lost in the game that they had eventually butted into each other and causing them both to lose balance and fall on their rumps hard..This had started a huge bout of laughter and both their expressions were reflections of each other.Ru's expression had reminded him that his brother had also been a carefree kid at one time.He hoped with Al joining in sharing his responsibilities his Big bro would be able to live those carefree moments again.
He rubbed his hands and thought to himself "Let's see Big bro and big sis-in-law how you escape the arrows of 2 cupids."
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The Abyss
Nikolai lost his will after the most recent skirmish between the Grime Lords. The only thing he wants is to leave the Grimes alive, an impossible task. That is, it was an impossible task. With an Abyss that opened in the middle of the Grimes there's hope of gaining enough strength, money, and recognition to either fight, flight, or just plain old bribing his way out.
8 175The Bronze Players of Recreation
The world of Creation has seen a recent explosion of what can only be called an adventurer’s culture over the past few decades. People who were once looked at as nothing more than lower class mercenaries rose to the ranks of heroes and legends as adventuring became recognized as an idealized lifestyle of overcoming hardship and finding triumph. With the establishment of a guild-based government system on the continent of Terramania, adventurers were soon legitimized and adventuring became a phenomenon universally accepted around the world. Redlette had retreated from this world to live on Earth for the remainder of her years, having been born and outcast by the gods of Creation. However, upon meeting a friend that she treasured dearly, she found herself longing for a return to her world—she wanted to experience it properly and go on adventures with someone whom she holds dear. Putting a plan into action, she meets with her friend, an awkward, nerdy boy by the username of Herring who she’d only known through years of playing online games with him, and invites him to go on this fantastic adventure with her. An adventure in another world had always been an impossible dream for Herring, but when he suddenly found himself with the opportunity to embark on one, he knew it wouldn’t be as simple as books and shows made it out to be. Redlette was notorious for rushing into things without thinking them through, and he was flighty and weak. In the games they played together, they rarely grasped victory. They were losers through and through, both in hobby and life. Despite this, though, he takes the leap and sets off with Redlette into the world of Creation. Together they only had one goal: to have fun and go on the adventure of their lives. This time, they’d establish a guild of their own and be free to take on whatever exploits their hearts desired. This is the story of the founding of their guild. Author’s Notes: -My writing style is largely based off of the absurd amount of light novels I’ve read and anime I’ve watched, so it may come off as cartoonish or exaggerative at times. If that isn’t your thing, I’d steer clear of this story.-Not an MMO story.-No numerical stats.-Relatively slow pacing.-Posts are between 2000-5000 words weekly after Chapter 1. Art Credits: Cover Art, Inserted Art, and Character Designs by @TransFlames on Twitter. World Map and Cover Logo by @figburn on Twitter.
8 138The Due
Every sailor knows the tale of Davy Jones' Locker. That place drowned sailors are sent to, ever resting on sea's bed. Some tales recount of a ghostly ship, the Flying Dutchman. Many a story has spawned from these two tales. Countless retellings mixing in their own fictions. But all stories spawn with a kernel of truth to them, and the story of Davy Jones is no exception. Those who've met the legendary seaman and his ghostly ship might call him a ferryman, escorting the drowned to their respective afterlives. Others might call him a devil, meting punishment on those deserving. The true story is always slightly different. Davy Jones is a ferryman, but not one for the afterlife, as Walter finds out. No, Davy Jones manages those who die at sea while in debt, and Walter died with a lot of debt. Unable to pay, Davy puts Walter to work. The specter has just the job for the dead college graduate. Another god, Sod, needs an afterlife for his new world. Davy tasks Walter with the job. Suddenly, Walter finds himself having to run a fledgling underworld with little instruction from Sod. To top it off, the denizens of Sod's world have their own ambitions to achieve godhood, and they won't take kindly to Sod's newest employee shaking up the status quo. [Traumatizing Content tag is up just to let everyone know this will be a story that deals with different themes of death. Some of them won't be nice and so better to be safe than sorry.]
8 72We Meet Again
It has been 5 years since Naya fell in Love with Cohen Muse. What happens when the two meet again? Will they fall for eachother all over again? Read and find out:)
8 218The Advice Column V
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8 165The Girl They Won't Forget
*FINAL BOOK*At last, Saki found her place in the world - fighting side by side with the soon-to-be-legendary Team Avatar. That is, until she's forcibly returned to the Fire Nation. As always, life likes to throw curveballs just when Saki thinks things couldn't possibly get worse. The long-awaited battle with Firelord Ozai is growing closer, and Saki has a number of important decisions to make. To make things even more stressful: she begins to question many of those that had once been her most trusted friends. With all of this happening, it's more than any seventeen-year-old can handle.
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