shoe balls

When you were a kid, you lived with your grandmother in the small town of Silvertree, on the edge of a magical forest. Grandma is a witch, and she taught you how to use your magic to affect the natural world, too. “Magic is a part of you,” she always told you. “Learning how to use it means figuring out who you are.” Now you’re 19 and on your own. After years of living in the forest while you perfected your witchcraft, you’ve returned to take care of your grandmother’s house and crow-familiar while she’s gone. Figuring out who you are feels more important than ever - not to mention, figuring out what Silvertree is. A lot is just as you remembered: the friendly generous next-door neighbors with a kid just your age, the proud town council, the quaint little shops with quirky punny names, the gentle shadowy forest full of magic.

balls are week and sensitive, vaginas take a pound i NG, cuz they want to act like pussies so what would you do honey?!

"Lord, save the scavenger, for he is fragile of body and mind..." May the call of the game, the unending test of humanity by our god, ring echoes through your hearts, for the truth of your mind and body will eventually be consumed by that same façade. The eternal underdog, slothfully disposed for millennia, shall never know the glory given to mankind. "It's about time your heart was clued in... on the contract attached to the fate you face." /// Amson Grinner will never escape from himself-- at least, not before breaking both body and mind. Every day is the same cycle, listening to his thoughts and restraining his true self behind the faces imposed upon him, the faces brought about by other's expectations of him. Hardened, selfish and guiltless... that is the truth he understands lies behind that mirror, but when presented with it, he cowers-- such a strong body yet fragile will. The nickname "Goliath", pushed deep into his past by his protective mind, will soon catch up to him, but will he face himself or be crushed by the weight of his sins? His one, true fear is losing the company of his only two friends, for if he was without them, he'd likely lose grasp of himself, reverting to these demons of his past. /// "May this game, this gift from god, bring stability to the strife of each player's existence and grant them the freedom to kill or cull to their heart's content, lest they become consumed by that same, blinding freedom."

The words rolled around in Skye's mind as he thrust his spear through the neck, or at least one of the necks, of the creature in front of him. "All worlds are dangerous, Skye, this one is no different. Violence never stops, it just changes. And we think that if we just use the right type of violence, we can fix it. We just add to it." Was he using the right type of violence now? It felt right, like it was meant to stop this beast born from the sickness of a dying soul from destroying everything he loved. But the words that whispered into his ear made him unsure. [Faded Husk returns to the cycle] The cycle will continue. The cycle of life, the cycle of violence. It didn't matter which. He didn't want to be the one to return. He had come to this world with nothing but a past he didn't want to remember, and built something he couldn't abandon. He had allies now. A home for the first time in a long time. People who relied on him to survive. From the roots under his feet he willed his Minions to sprout. Growing from the ground, his Chestnut Warriors sprang up, shields in hand. He would keep trying until he found the right violence.

Upon seeing both her parents hanged in their room her world turned over! They all wanted to convince her that it was suicide but she wasn't ready to believe it, was it even the truth? Her mother always hated being a royal but could it have been that death was her choice? She tries to investigate it herself but the further she digs the further her life turns into hell! ...if she seeks any further would she be able to survive?? Would she be able to uncover all the hidden secrets? Would she bear all the consequences and prove them all wrong?? This is a work of fiction neither the organizations, characters nor incidents are real.

Penelope Marks is a young, teenage girl living under the wrath of her step-mother, Mary. Bound by chores and work, she had no social life. The only things to keep her going were her books, art and fantasies. Being close to her eighteenth birthday, she had one goal: finish high school and get out of that house. With no Prince Charming to rescue her, she had no choice but to work hard to save herself. That was, until Derek Filmore came into the picture. A boy born to wealth and heir to his family's estate, one day Derek took notice of Penelope. Having no clue that he was lurking in the shadows watching her, Penelope continued to work towards her goal of getting out of that house. Then, on that one fateful day, it happened... Suddenly finding herself free from Mary, Penelope now comes face to face with the real world. As she works through overcoming her traumas, she finds that life is not as easy as she thought it would be on the other side. Can Penelope get used to the life of being fostered by the richest family in town? Or will her life fall into shambles before it even has the chance to begin?

Some mysteries don't scream. They don't begin with blood, or end in tears. They just... exist. Like a single school shoe-always the left one-left behind a vending machine every Tuesday. Because not all supernatural beings haunt. Some are simply waiting to be noticed. To be remembered. To be returned to the story they forgot they were part of.

An unconventional love story between Hitomi Kato (29), a shoe saleswoman and Ayumi Reiner (24) shoe designer/heiress.

Reborn alongside her son, Chen Xiaobao, Chen Momo learns from the mistakes of her past life and starts a frantic hoarding spree. To survive, the mother-and-son duo each put their skills to use in the apocalypse. The lively little Chen Xiaobao quickly wins everyone's heart, and Chen Momo finds love of her own in the apocalypse too...

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.