grandpa ate paint

Lin Xiao ate a dragon on his 16th birthday. After that, his cultivation level skyrocketed and his blood could revive the dying. "Stinky beggar, want to sleep with the number one beauty of Jinling?" "Stinky beggar, are you deaf? Didn't you hear me talking to you?" "You're the beggar!" Lin Xiao snapped back to his senses. "Hah! Look at your outfit. If you're not a beggar, what are you?"

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.

After he crossed over, Yang Song thought that his life was a bit regretful. He thought that after crossing over, with this system, he would soar into the heaven and enjoy the glory. But alas, even after so many years, there was no sign of activation at all. This year, he was almost 100 years old. Yang Song sighed gently, "It looks like I have no fate with this system in this life." [Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully activating the Immortal Cultivation System.] Hearing this prompt, Yang Song jumped up with a high spirit. One year later, Yang Song couldn’t help but sigh, “Life’s really hard.” He was already over 100 years old but still had to cultivate immortality. —————————- Note: There is a slight LGBT scene in the early chapter, but farther away from that, there won’t be any of it anymore.

[COMPLETED] Starting from painting to becoming love? Jennifer Dean, a model student, majoring in art, one day met Daniel Alexander at an art gallery. Starting from their match of interest, Jenni, this innocent but smart girl, has a relationship with Daniel, who turns out to be a young CEO of K'D Corporation Company ?? Can an ordinary girl adapt to the luxurious environment of Daniel, the workaholic CEO? Can she defend Daniel when Kylie, her love rival, continues to chase Daniel? Not only that, but Daniel's father also made a deal with Jenni without Daniel knowing? What kind of agreement is that? Will it threaten their relationship? Est-Ce La Fin. Is this the end? The end of our relationship or is it the beginning of everything? Read-only in the novel "Mr. CEO, Paint My Love in Your Heart." [Note: The sequel : Daddy’s Beloved Baby. If you wanna see the trailer of this novel, you can check my ig : @gldseya] ——

Rowan Mercer has given his ex-boyfriend his life in full service, but what has he gotten in the end? A bullet to the face. Now, renowned as a maestro painter, Rowan sheds his cover to instill fear in his enemies. With his masterpieces sent to them as death threats one by one, Rowan can’t wait to just paint using their blood. After all, he’s not just a painter, he’s the killer painter from Pareidolia.

Sheila Barker is a child prodigy who was sent away by her family to a foreign country after her mother's death. Years later, the Barker family calls Sheila back because they have arranged a marriage for her with the Long family, one of the most powerful in the country. On her return journey, Sheila meets a strange man who, for some reason, ends up greatly influencing her stay in that country. How will Sheila face this arranged marriage while seeking to end her relationship with her family once and for all? Author's Note: This story slightly incorporates special abilities with fantasy elements. Every place name, medical term, and jargon used within the context of the work is mostly fictitious.

Time changes everything, isn't it?! The true example, I ever deemed to see was him, my Hercules who had been a boy filled with adventure to be filled with shame, then becoming an ox who would later become an alcoholic also a wife beater but suddenly, he turn out to a man of a gentle heart... A story that show's the tides of reality hits the boat of life yet how could you face the tide with an iron heart like my Hercules!

“Good grandson, grandpa has no money for the war, burn the money!” Nightmares like this, Zhang Di was happy to mention at least one every day, and then didn't take it seriously. Until one day, he dream that his grandfather was furious: “Brat, why is it so hard to let you burn money? Why don't Grandpa just send someone up there to teach you how to burn paper money by hand!” Grandpa wants to attack the city? That's okay; burn him a bazooka. Grandpa has no money to spend? That's okay; burn two truckloads.” “Boss, zap me a nuke with little boy ...... written on it.” Hell was played out by the grandpas.

"Hey, want to be reincarnated?" It all started with that simple question, sure it wasn't said exactly in that way or context but it's all the same, the events remained the same... and so did its effects, its effects on both her story and on herself. Mysterious beings sending people across the many worlds through a cafe and their strange sense of doing things have brought her into an experience that she would either regret experiencing or look back on as necessary suffering. An alien planet of human-looking people who display power and skills of unique origin. With blasters, air rifles, railguns, flying ships, flying cars, spaceships, teleporters, and enormous rings, she woke to find herself in a world that was foreign to her with all forms of objects that she could only dream of. They continuously went against what she thought to be humanly possible, though I guess that is no longer a valid thought to have, they however have predetermined thoughts about her. The people there despised her existence, they wished for her pain, her suffering, her death... Throughout many years of pain and suffering, she still found a way to come out on top, she found a way to prove her existence ignoring all that was done to her and said about her. Like a bolt of lightning, she came quickly, she came loudly, and she left her presence in the hearts and minds of the people she encountered, for that was what she desired, for however much they wanted her erasure and disappearance she wanted them to be reminded of her presence even more. Blue Paint. Her hair and eyes cultivate the paint that is splattered across the canvas that is her, and the pain she amasses shall be the brush she uses to plaster said paint. At the end of the journey even with the many things, she shall experience on the way her mind will always go back to when she was asked that very simple question. "Hey, do you want to be reincarnated?" *** Extra Tags – Gender-bender, Action, Adventure, War, etc. Chapter length - 1500 - 2700 One chapter a week. (No promises) COVER IS NOT MINE, I am not the cover's rightful owner. If the original artist wants it taken down then please contact me! Discord: https://discord.gg/cBKysw4VFx

It's not so easy to make it as a superhero these days. In the golden age of heroes, it didn't matter what kind of ability you had. If you had an ability, dressed up in bright colors, and came up with a crazy name; you had it made. You were a hero. The world isn't so simple anymore. Kyle Kane is finding life as a teenage superhero to be worse than a pimple on prom night. Eliminated from his team and forced into normal classes, Kyle's F class powers have doomed him to harassment and mediocrity. Then one day, he gets a cranky message from a system. "I'm your system, congratulations, blah blah blah." Is this Kyle's chance or just another new way to be humiliated?