susan brewer

**~~~~ synopsis ~~~~** Her freedom was taken, her dignity was crushed, her heart was shattered, the courage to keep going was shaken. She lost her parents and lost the one person, who stood by her who showered her with nothing but love and care. What will become of her? Good or bad? Will she still be herself again? ~~~~~~~ "What do you think of flowers?" Her grandmother asked out of the blue. "Flowers?...... Flowers are flowers Mama Liya." She smiled smugly and shook her head. "Have you ever heard of Black Eyed Susan?" Her grandmother asked again. "No. "Why all these questions Mama Liya?" She raised her eye brows and stretched her neck. She wasn't in the mood to know about any flowers at all, not when they are more important things to face right now. "I guess you are dumb in some aspects hun." Mama Liya mocked. Jane just rolled her eyes. "Who in the world spent alot of times learning about flowers?" "People who are dumb like you." Her grandmother said sarcastically and laughed lightly. Mama Liya wanted to motivate Jane again, cause she thought her granddaughter's hope was fading due to the things happening. "Black Eyed Susan is a flower, a special strong flower to be precise. Am telling you this because, I want you to have the spirit of a Black Eyed Susan. It a flower that symbolizes courage, strong will, justice, truth, and strength. "It has the power to survive anywhere, despite if the weather conditions are harsh. "So, I want you to use this to guide your life. It okay to get hurt, but don't get hurt for the same thing again." She advised her precious granddaughter and kissed the crown of her head. Jane actually thought that, Mama Liya will utter a tedious talk but was cut surprise. She was confounded. " Really? I didn't know flowers also has important meaning in life. But........." She paused and sighed. "I don't know if I can be like that. I mean am weak and meek, so am definitely sure I can't survive in this harsh and cruel world." Jane was sure she won't survive in this harsh world, and she wasn't ready to face any more problems, so she was certain the theme of a Black eyed Susan won't go for her. ~~~~~~~~ ....... So guys, let's go into a journey of ; pain, tears, deep love, courage, truth, revenge, suspense, and justice! Please support my work. #Ariy.

[Wine Sword Immortal: God-Level Brewer, Drunkenly Slashes Through the Gates of Heaven!] The Gates of Heaven descend, spiritual energy resurges, and beasts from other realms arrive. A young man, Wang Xianxian, unexpectedly awakens a life-oriented heavenly vocation: **Brewer**. In a moment of desperation, he comprehends the Way of Wine, awakening a new heavenly vocation: **Wine Sword Immortal**. From then on, Wang Xianxian embarks on a path of brewing wine, drinking wine, getting drunk—and growing stronger. Years later, the Wine Sword Immortal stands atop the Gates of Heaven. Looking at the endless hordes of demons and monsters, With a flick of his left hand, the celestial brew is uncorked. With a shake of his right hand, he starts drinking. The Sword Immortal holds the wine in his left hand, the sword in his right. In a drunken state, he slashes through the Gates of Heaven! "With sword in hand, wandering the mortal world, already half-mad. With wine in hand, I stride to the Heavens." ... Reporter: "Mr. Wang Xianxian, when facing an enemy several times stronger than you, what was the belief that pushed you forward?" Wang Xianxian: "I forgot." Reporter: "Then how did you manage to defeat it?" Wang Xianxian: "I forgot that too." Reporter: "Are you saying you forgot because you don’t want to reveal too many details?" Wang Xianxian: "No, I really forgot. I drank too much and blacked out..."

"Forced to submit, or made to submit?" Kieran Brewer is the ultimate architect of his own reality. Ruthless, hyper-intellectual, and deeply egoistic, he plays the world like a game of chess where he always holds the winning move. But when an ancient, suffocatingly evil force demands his absolute submission, the board is violently flipped. Kieran is handed a brutal ultimatum: bend the knee to an unstoppable darkness, or stand up and wage an impossible war. He chooses defiance. But the enemy doesn't attack his logic—they attack his blood. When the psychological games hit too close to home and his own son is left bleeding out in the shadows, Kieran's cold, calculating composure completely shatters. The analytical armor is gone, replaced by a raw, explosive panic. How far can a mastermind’s intellect carry him when his calm has snapped, and he is forced to fight not for supremacy, but for survival?

When a mysterious accident awakens high schooler Jake Faust as the vessel of the Suspensum Arcana — the power of The Hanged Man — he’s thrust into the hidden war of the Ordo Arcanae, a secret order that controls reality through the twenty-two Major Arcana. Rescued by the rogue operative Liora Kaine, Jake struggles to master a power built on sacrifice while being hunted by the Order’s enforcers. During their pursuit, the Ordo discovers that Jake’s awakening has chain-reacted, igniting the latent potential of his classmate Mira Solein, now bonded to The Lovers Arcana — a force of devotion and ruin. As Jake, Liora, and Mira’s destinies intertwine, the balance between attachment and surrender threatens to unravel. At the same time, the enigmatic Fool watches from the shadows, amused by the endless dance between choice and fate.

Seem sus lately

Quase mil anos se passaram desde a queda dos deuses, a qual finalmente permitiu que a humanidade começasse a governarem a si mesmos, mesmo assim, forças obscuras ainda tramam pelo seu retorno. Os protagonistas buscam cara um os próprios objetivos, mas acabam presos em tramas malignas que buscam trazer de volta esses seres de extremo poder. -------------- -------------- -------------- Espero que gostem da leitura!! Estarei sempre lendo os comentários e vendo críticas construtivas para melhorar e alcançar algo que agrade o máximo possível de vocês. Tentarei postar um capítulo a cada dois dias. Tentarei ao máximo cumprir isso mas espero que entendam que imprevistos acontecem e não tem como controlar o quanto se pode escrever. Obg pela atenção!!

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In the dark and twisted world of demons and mortals, Mina stands alone as a succubus, her very survival dependent on the trade of pleasures. Yet, her world is shattered when her home is reduced to ashes by the merciless hand of the cultivators, and she is forced to endure the constant torment of being hunted and despised for the very essence of who she is. Driven by a fierce determination to rise above the ashes of her past, Mina refuses to submit to the cruel whims of fate. Instead, she sets out on a perilous journey to exact vengeance upon those who have wronged her, her heart consumed by a burning rage that threatens to consume her very being. With each step she takes, Mina's power grows stronger, her resolve unshakeable. She will stop at nothing to avenge the loss of her family, slicing the heads of those who stand in her way and carving a path of blood and darkness through a world that seeks to tear her apart with a crazed smile on her face. As she stands atop the shattered ruins of her past, Mina knows that she will never again have to hide in the shadows, that she will never again be forced to bow down to those who seek to exploit and control her. For now, she is the one who holds the power, the one who will reign supreme over a world that has done nothing but despise her. Writing on Royal road.

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Yunyun is reincarnated into a post-apocalyptic novel with a powerful female protagonist. Unfortunately, she isn’t the heroine. She’s just a minor cannon fodder character… destined to die early. But after awakening memories of the novel, Yunyun accidentally reveals the future through her thoughts— [Mommy, boohoo… your scumbag husband has been cheating on you for years and even has a child with another woman. In the end, they’ll join forces to cripple and torture you to death!] [Uncle, you’ll be betrayed by an ungrateful subordinate and driven out of your own luxurious home, left to freeze to death in the snow!] [Grandpa… Grandma…] In the original story, only her young aunt—the novel’s female lead—survives to the very end, killing her enemies with her own hands… only to live on as something neither fully human nor a ghost. Before they can recover from learning their fates, another thought leaks out— [Sigh, the apocalypse is coming soon. As a three-year-old cannon fodder, can I go offline early? I don't want to suffer through the end of the world…] Looking at the little milk dumpling in their arms, pretending to be silly just so she can laze around… What else can the Bai family do but spoil her? They hoard supplies, renovate and fortify their home, and prepare in advance for the coming apocalypse. Meanwhile, little Yunyun follows her protagonist aunt, accidentally kicking off the base-building plot and helping create a super base where food and clothing are abundant, even in the apocalypse. Step by step, the Bai family rises to power. In the end, Yunyun is dumbfounded: [Wait… wasn't I supposed to be cannon fodder?! Why does this feel like a "pampered lucky baby" story?!] The Bai family: Their little Yunyun is, indeed, their precious lucky baby.