desi memes

[Contains: System, Beast Taming, Romance, Comedy, Action, Dungeon Exploration, Guilds, School Duels] In a world ruled by Summoners, a person's destiny is decided on the day of their Awakening. The talented receive: Ancestral Dragons, Demon Kings, Heroic Spirits, Sacred Knights. The weak receive useless creatures… and are condemned to live in misery. Kael Veyron spent his entire life preparing to become a great summoner and lift his little sister out of the slums. But on the day of his awakening, before the entire academy, he obtains the most ridiculed class in history: 「Meme Summoner」 An unknown class. No rank. No records. No future. Humiliated by nobles, rejected by teachers, and turned into the kingdom's laughingstock, Kael thinks his life is over… Until he hears a voice. [LOL System synchronized.] [Access to Legendary Memes granted.] [The logic of the world will no longer apply.] His first summon isn't a legendary hero. Nor an ancestral dragon. It's a fat cat with a look of absolute contempt. And yet… …it destroys the national exam's beast in a single blow. Now, as the world tries to figure out what these absurd entities capable of breaking reality are, Kael must survive secret organizations, fanatical churches, and ancient monsters that want to erase "Memes" from existence. Because the more famous his summons become… the more powerful they grow. It might be too late to stop the chaos. Or the one who will cause the chaos… will be him.

In the vast internet, there are pictures that are called Memes. Memes are basically a picture with texts on them, but in the ancient era, Memes are life itself. When there is life, there is also death, that is Meme Review. Meme Review is the taker of memes, once a Meme goes on Meme Review, its death is inevitable. The host of Meme Review, the God of Death, the taker of memes, the Supreme Being, PewDiePie. A once mortal man who has achieved godhood by killing memes. In the Cyber Era where memes are banned, a young boy will risk everything just to get ahold of the memes from the Ancient Era, the memes that were once profound is now lost, the memes that are present is mediocre. He will trek the depths of the deepweb just to get even a piece of the meme, he will go as far as to go to Realms like [Facebook & Instagram] to take back the memes that were once theirs. Come join the adventure of a young man who will gather all the memes and meet the Supreme Being, PewDiePie, to bring back the meaning of memes to the Cyber Era, to bring happiness to the people. ----------- Because nobody comented on my thread, I decided to make a novel centered around memes. Note: This is only a troll novel, I'm not gonna pursue this in the future, well, maybe.

The Book of heckin memes

This is the real world, not a book or a movie neither your fantasies, this is the real world where falling in love is a tragedy. Existing is not a choice. Religion is not an option, neither is love or fate. There are no star signs just a river that flows and whom you meet on your row either leads you down a waterfall or to an ocean of unknown. I fell for a girl, she fell for me, and never would I have thought that a waterfall is a safer option than a sea of unknown.

It's for my Best Friend Bianca as she is going to Bangalore in 2 months and will never come back...

In the dusty, lawless village of Bhairavpur, a baby bit through his own umbilical cord and crawled out of his dead mother’s body. They named him Younas — "pillar of light" — but the village renamed him Bhutta — monster, death, destruction. He wasn't raised by love. He was raised by hunger, violence, and silence. At 10, he spilled his first blood. Not to save. But to own. He speaks less, kills more. If he wants something, he takes it. Woman or land, blood or power — it’s his by right. Wearing only black lungi and kameez, barefoot and unbent, Bhutta walks like a curse. The poor fear him. The powerful underestimate him. But Bhutta? Bhutta is building an empire — one corpse at a time. He doesn’t care for religion, caste, or country. Only three things move him: Lust. Power. Blood. --- ⚠️ Warning: This is not a hero's story. This is the making of a legend feared across states. A necessary evil. A desi devil. A name whispered in hate — and awe.

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Aurelie Engel is a stunning model who has a hidden motive. She wants to seduce and destroy Nicolas Leroux. He is a famous designer and she believes he caused her best friend to overdose. As she gets involved with Nicolas, she starts to feel an unexpected attraction to him. She also begins to doubt her mission. He seems to be nothing like the monster she was told he was. There’s more to what happened to her friend. Will she discover the truth before she ruins his life? Or will she fall victim to her own revenge plot? Find out in this exciting and romantic story of love, deception, and decadent desires. Warning: There are mentions of suicide.

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.