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Riley was an appraiser at a renowned auction house through no skill of his own. His late father — a man the boy hardly remembered anything about — had almost single-handedly earned The Pentacle its reputation. But he died young, long before most of his shares in the auction house and the many, many guilds he served had vested, leaving his widow and three children with pennies, not the king’s fortune he was well worth on paper. Hoping to catch lightning in a bottle twice, The Pentacle had seen Riley through university, earning him an honours degree in dungeonry while the boy incurred massive debt offset by the promise of reclaiming his father’s dividends — should he meet the auction house’s world-class standards for appraisal. Riley would not meet those standards. Unlike his prodigious father, the boy’s appraisal spells were iffy, requiring him to rub, scratch, break, and sometimes even lick the most basic of items to identify them. One must never lick the brazen skull of a cultist’s lich-wife, however tempting — lest he be sacrificed at the altar and a poor, spiteful soul take his place. That said, now that I find myself in Riley’s body — thank you very much — I don’t blame the boy (although I do rather judge him). I’m certain Riley didn’t have any appraisal spells, but dreadful eldritch subtitles — probably fansubs too, of the kind that drove him insane, yet he revelled in the madness between magics lost in translation. Why else, pray tell, would he lick that brazen skull when he could have roiled it in mana and known the truths of this world? — From the Diary of Riley Tarot: A Spiteful Eldritch Media Player With a Heart. What to Expect: “THE END.” I’ve never written those words for any story I’ve told, but I will do so here. Eldritch Subs may not have the ending you want — or even a good ending (good writing’s notoriously hard) — but there will be one.

After countless eons, the gears of war have begun to turn for the third and final War of Creation. Myth and History… Let me guess, you thought that they were all a series of events and stories to keep things going, huh? Naive. There are greater things at work than you will believe. Now come, let us see where the wheel of time is now. ... ... The Drums Of War Have Sounded. And In A World Where The Strong Devour The Weak. What Right Do The Weak Have But To Perish, Blood Will Flow Through The Lands. Empires Will Fall. Those Once In Slumber Will Awaken. But, Lose Not All Hope Inhabitants Of The Realm. From Five Peaks, Will A New Hope Arise. So, Weep O Ye People, Weep, For Your Salvation Comes. Let Thou Tears Form Rivers. For Your Tear Drops On Earth Summon the King Of Kings. Bow I Say, Bow. For Your Sovereign, Has Arrived.

K'agosk is a great painter but because of his rival who earned millions of dollars because of his arts K'agosk was disgusted with that his works were good but nobody wanted to compare K'agosk's arts so he decided to sabotage the arts of your rival.

Woman- all about fantasy and others happiness??? Ratnas life shows what it is....

arthur anak broken home yang sangat nakal dan brutal yang sangat membenci arkhan selalu berupaya merebut kebahagiaan saudara tirinya itu hingga pada akhirnya arthur untuk pertama kalinya merasakan cinta dan kasih sayang dari pacar saudara tirinya sendiri

In the world, there were gods who obeyed the rules, whether good or evil. But there were also evil gods who defied the rules. When a traverser was confronted by the rules that he could never conform to, the resulting collision marks the beginning of the story of an evil god… This is the story of a good man who transformed into a great jellyfish, then traversed his world to arrive at a world of swords and magic. His journey of searching and exploring eventually led to him remaking nature and changing the world.

HUNTER; HUNTED have you ever been chased by a psychopath, have you ever wished you never even existed, have you ever thought death was a better option. Today i witnessed something that was never supposed to see day light, something i shouldn't have seen and now I am stuck with a fate I am quite sure God didn't choose for me, I am stuck in a cycle of been caught and chased, being hunted and preyed on. My hunter is relentless and crazy, he is a predator of predators. he is my nemesis. When the hunter falls for his prey, who will survive?

Fifteen year old Allen Z. Truman is a slave. For most of his life he has done nothing but obey his master and gain a sense of a meaningless life. No matter how hard he worked, he felt as though he was not special and doomed to die without anyone knowing his name. However one day, he is given a task by his master to deliver a baby to the Merlin Kingdom. The dragonborn (the baby) is capable of slaying the last living dragon. A legendary creature capable of mass destruction. However on the perilous month-long journey to the Merlin Kingdom, due to Allen’s own greed and hunger to prove his worth- the baby dies. Feeling as though he has failed humanity, he continues his journey to the Merlin Kingdom. Once in the Merlin Kingdom, he goes on to join the Hunter’s Guild. A group of individuals situated around the world to hunt other legendary creatures; such as unicorns, krakens, phoenixes, ghosts, werewolves, and more. Will Allen be able to redeem himself and kill the last dragon? What will he do after he’s killed it? ------------------- Check out my ko-fi at ( Ko-fi.com/carltonthe ) I am starving (haha Allen) Cover art done by (pemaphile) on instagram.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.