the aubreys

Dive into love life of a high school teen, follow his growth and challenges as he tries to find himself as well as the love of his life.

Kayreus, hunter of west claidian, an optimistic 19 year old who is unbothered by becoming a man this year. he isn't the crown prince nor is he a warrior. he lives his life mostly as a commoner hiding his fasah identity, not really. that is until he is faced with his long forgotten nemesis, xenaisca phelis. now unnecessary things appears important. suddenly going against is own family seems reasonable.

Au fond d'un univers nouvellement né, un cultivateur profite de l'énergie abondante pour se raffiner un trésor. Mais après 14 milliards d'années de raffinement et encore pas mal de temps à attendre, il décide de se divertir en libérant d'innombrables systèmes et en observant comment les créatures de cet univers naissant les gèrent. Sur Terre, un jeune homme perdu et confus sur la direction à donner à sa vie, est assis dans un parc et lève les yeux vers le ciel nocturne. Une étoile filante, un vœu et un fracas. Lorsque le garçon se réveille enfin, il entend un son, "assimilation terminée. Lancement du Système. Bienvenue à l'Auberge de Minuit. Désignation de l'Hôte : L'Aubergiste." Discord : https://discord.gg/yqCkHedcUP Facebook : https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61551387105778 Instagram : https://instagram.com/theinnkeepernovel?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

Peut-on accepter un héritage dont on ignore jusqu'à l'existence ? Quel est le prix à payer pour retrouver une identité insoupçonnée ? Plongez dans un récit captivant mêlant aventure, complot et mysticisme , au cœur d'un monde pas si lointain que ça .

#club #agegap #love #swinging #taboo #clubinvite After relieving himself and washing his hands, Richard headed toward the exit when he spotted Darren stepping out for a smoke. “You doing okay?” Richard asked casually. “Great, thanks,” Darren replied, tapping his cigarette pack. “Actually… mind if I talk to you about something while I smoke?” “Yeah, sure.” Curiosity tugging at him, Richard followed Darren out the back door into the dimly lit smoking area. The air smelled of rain, tobacco, and something else — something charged. Darren lit his cigarette, exhaled slowly, then glanced at Richard with that look people get before they drop something heavy. “So… you have a daughter, right? How old is she now?” “Yeah. Sarah. She’s 18,” Richard said, leaning on the railing. “Feels like the years just evaporated.” “They do,” Darren said with a soft grin. “My Rebecca’s 21 now.” “That’s nice,” Richard replied, though confusion flickered inside him. Darren wasn’t the type for random small talk. This felt like the warm-up to something else… something he wasn’t expecting. Darren took another drag, then lowered his voice. “Richard… there’s something I wanted to share with you. Something a bit… off the usual path.” “Oh?” Richard raised a brow. “It’s a club. A private one.” His tone deepened — darker, smoother, almost secretive. “Me and Rebecca are part of it.” “A club?” Richard chuckled. “You’re not about to tell me you’re Masons or Mormons, right? Because this is starting to sound like a recruitment pitch.” Darren smirked — but it wasn’t a joke-smile. This one held heat. Danger. Invitation.

Dans un monde où la paix entre les royaumes est maintenue par des chevaliers maniant des épées sacrées, chaque épée possède une âme et ne choisit qu'un porteur digne. Ren, un jeune garçon venant d'un petit village paisible, rêve de devenir le plus grand épéiste du royaume. Cependant, il n'a ni la force ni les compétences pour manier une lame, et il est souvent ridiculisé par les autres. Un jour, son village est attaqué par des mercenaires envoyés par un seigneur corrompu. Alors que tout semble perdu, Ren découvre dans les ruines une ancienne épée oubliée, L'Aube Écarlate, qui semble être liée à un ancien mythe. Cette épée refuse de se lier à quiconque depuis des siècles, car elle est censée choisir celui qui possède un "cœur pur". Malgré sa faiblesse apparente, l'épée accepte Ren comme porteur. Cependant, il découvre rapidement que l'épée ne lui accorde pas la puissance tout de suite. Il doit prouver sa valeur à travers de multiples épreuves et comprendre le véritable sens du maniement de l'épée : ce n'est pas la force brute, mais la maîtrise de soi et la compréhension de la volonté de l'épée

In a bleak and boring future, most people lead fruitless lives wasting away until they die, except a few people who havent been able to take it. They are cold blooded killers that have formed an organization known as the slaughter club. These killers have powers turning there negative thoughts into reality, using viceral killing methods based on iconic horror movies on there victims or eachother. Our main charecter finds himself involved in the club and starts to make new bonds here. Is there something more to these crazy people or are they purely insane? And will the new emerging force of special law enforcement officers that are quite shady themselves keep order?

***ganz Grob, richtige zusammenfassung kommt noch*** Amy flieht aus ihrem Elternhaus. Psychisch instabil und alleine findet sie Zuflucht bei Sam. Eine Einzigartige Beziehung zwischen Amy, Sam, Kayn und David entsteht, Polygamie ohne Vorkenntnisse und die Auf und Abs, diese zu Meistern. Ein Einblick auf ein Leben voller Angst, Zweifel, Selbsthass und Vertrauensprobleme. Aber auch auf einen Weg zurück zum Hlück, durch Freundschaft, gemeinsames lernen und zusammenhalt. !Achtung! Trigger ! ●Selbstverletzung ●Mobbing ●Gewalt ●Sexuelle Inhalte

Ich wurde in eine andere Welt reinkarniert und habe den Horadrischen Würfel aus Diablo II mitgebracht. Ein Ritter zu sein ist cool und so, aber ein Zauberer zu sein ist auch ziemlich toll. Also, was soll es sein?

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"