《Shadow’s World》hello
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Yes, i am writing agin. sorry for the long hiatus, but having to deal with a new sechdule and work load. So this is what i have been working on before the hiatus and after I'm done with this new chapter. I will start over again and this time with a new page. I am still going to write this story but I am going to redo some stuff and I am going to start paying people to edited my work. Yes, got a new job and is now ready to write and work at the same time. Not only that but i am working on doing a youtube page as well. So look forward to that as well.
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Fatal Shot
As an international mercenary, Feng Luo entered a technologically advanced parallel world during a mission. After living several years in the new world, an online sci-fi game called War became popular across the entire Star Federation.Desert Eagles, Barrett, AK-47, Apache, RPG… One after another, familiar gears awakened his memories of the past!Terminator, Zerg, Resident Evil, the Force,… The missions that appeared after a system update made him even more suspicious and shocked! As such, Feng Luo entered War and became a sniper.
8.18 3034Is It Too Late To Move My Lair?
A legendary dragon... It has been told in the stories for hundreds of years. Some say it keeps a mountain of treasure in its cave, some say it is a vicious beast, some say it protects the village nearby, some claim it can grant their wishes, and some just think it's nothing more than a fairytale. He is not. The dragon is very real, although he isn't bothered by what people think of him in the slightest. He also doesn't have a grand treasure, nor does he grant wishes, like a magical genie. He is not interested in eating humans either. And as for protecting them… well. This is the story of the time before the legends, how they came to life and a dragon in the quest of his snooze. In a nutshell, this is a simple, light-hearted story with a dragon in it. What I have in mind is a relatively short one compared to most of the works on this site, but we'll see where it goes. This is my first attempt at writing something like this, so please be patient and kind in pointing out mistakes. As for the posting schedule... let's say it will be sporadic. Hope you enjoy reading, as much as I do while writing it… THE STORY IS NOT DROPPED, JUST SLOW ON THE UPDATES. Cover art by Nane, aka me. (Cross-posted on Scribble Hub.)
8 176Crystal High
A world where powers are everything, Khan Freax is born without any. He is born a sagaru. How will he overcome these impossible odds and make a name for himself and his family, and rewrite the fabric of society?
8 192The Empty Hourglass
Aleister is a scion of the noble House Belmont. Or, at least he was before a civil war broke out in the Vallonian Empire. As a child, he witnessed the destruction of his clan and was forced to chase safety. His stints, as a prisoner of war combined with the trauma, stressed his already weak heart. Seven years later, he lives comfortably as an adopted child in the village of Stillside. However, reading palms and tarot cards to glimpse into his future can only get him so far. Now, it's time for him to take fate into his own hands with the only way he knows how. A demonic ritual. Western progression fantasy. Release Schedule: [Daily] [12 pm ET] [~2000 words] [participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge]
8 105daddy issues
and if you were my little girl i'd do whatever i could do i'd run away and hide with you, i love that you got daddy issuesand i do too
8 140The Blood Queen
The rain fell from the sky with ferocity and smashed into the pavement filling the air with the sound of a stampede. The noise was deafening as I struggled to stand up. The blood from my wound was covering the ground beneath me and I covered it with my hand as I pushed off the pavement. On my feet now I struggled to step towards the grass. Through the howling wind and pounding raindrops I could hear what sounded like a chant, calling me and drawing me towards the cliffs edge. "Vienna, my Queen, my blood Queen" I started to move my feet faster until I could run towards the edge. Only when I was at the edge did I turn and look back one last time at the castle behind me. I could see him standing on the balcony, he was screaming my name. I could just hear it over the rain. I unclipped my red cape and whispered goodbye to him. As he jumped off the balcony to run towards me I leaned backwards and let my body fall with the rushing water to the river far down below. I carried her whispers with me to the dark edge until they vanished.
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