ballet graphic novel

Regina, una bailarina aprendiz de ballet, le ha dedicado su vida a entrenar y sacrificarse por lo que mas ama, el ballet. sin embargo, sus sueños fueron truncados por personas egoístas que querían tomar su lugar. la vida le dará una segunda oportunidad, y conocerá personas nuevas, entre ellas un chico misterioso con un pasado entrelazado con Regina. Regina, podrá volver a confiar en sus nuevas amistades?

La historia trata de un joven malhumorado y en busca de la perfección en la disciplina del ballet, quien conoce a un joven boxeador que se siente atraído por él y lo persigue constantemente con el objetivo de ganarse su atención y amor. Aunque parezca que ambos vienen de mundos completamente distintos, su atractivo mutuo y su cariño los hará superar cualquier reto y prueba que se presente en su relación. Este es un libro con un atractivo romance LGBTQ+, lleno de romance, amor y apoyo mutuo.

Heaven and Hell will have a fight on earth, Acacius Caelum may be the only hope to end

To make pure love smile, my boyfriend had someone put glass shards in my ballet shoes. Seeing me leave bloody footprints with each step on stage but still refusing to give up, Pure Love laughed heartily. "An ordinary swan dance is boring. This swan bleeding tears is much more entertaining!" I had meticulously prepared for this performance for a long time, only for it to become a tool for Chase to impress Pure Love. I looked at Chase helplessly, but he was gazing tenderly at Pure Love beside him. When I confronted him about it, he turned around and scolded me instead. "Scarlett just wanted to play a little joke on you. Why are you being so petty?"

I was raised by my grandparents while my parents, obsessed with giving my sister perfect long legs, sought out a wizard to swap our legs—mine for hers, and hers for mine. In my past life, I yielded to their wishes. But in this life, I took revenge. I gave the enchanted ballet shoes to an ostrich. She gained long legs, but they were nothing like human limbs—feathers sprouted instead, twisted and grotesque like an ostrich’s. By a Twist of the curse, I became the luna.

In the Land of Layla, men are rare, so rare that their presence and word alone can cause war and devastation. Also, males are given the gift of being a “King”, which grants them the ability to turn women who pledge their soul into Advisors who can wield Godly powers. With such an ability, King’s are granted the authority to rule vast lands, wage great wars, and conquer where they see fit. Rosemary Everglare cannot wait to follow in her Mother’s footsteps, fighting battles that will be forever etched into history, but with worry setting in, she might not be able to do anything. She might even become a Widow, leaving her to the savage women that dwell within the Wild Lands, a place of chaos. With the Selection Day finally here, Rosemary soons discovers that the Kings have left the decision up to fate. And as fate would have it, a new King is revealed.  A teenager from another world. How… cliche…

A story compilation of the love journey of an Accountant and a Graphic Designer

Hello everyone, I am the narrator, we are going to embark on a journey together; first of all we are going to describe the world where our stories will take place; but for that you must know a key word of our universe. Plasma.... A substance that for many only represents about 50% of the composition of the blood in our bodies, but here in Xibalba it represents... everything. There are 4 different types of Plasma with which any living being can be born and from this, if you are blessed, you can become an incomparable existence in the world but if you are cursed you can lose your humanity. Depending on the Plasma with which you are born you could develop certain abilities that allow you to manifest certain skills, the division is: Physical or Body Plasma: It allows you to change certain properties of your body, either form, composition or both but all this happens inside your body or on the surface. Who knows, you could be born with an intelligence never seen before... Or be able to transform into a dragon or maybe your only ability is to grow your toenails. Energy Plasma: Allows you to interact, control and even create certain forms of energy, so to speak is magic but at the same time is not limited by spells (Or maybe yes). You could control the 5 elements, you could manage some space-time or maybe you can just make your body glow in the dark. Organic Plasma: This is a special type of plasma that allows you to interact and influence other living entities. Maybe you can summon the dead, you could be a natural born beast tamer. merge with a dragon? Piece of cake.... if you are born with the ability. Otherwise you might only be able to talk to flies. Mutant Plasma: A certain type of plasma with mysterious properties, many of Xibalba's most legendary existences have this type of plasma... Will it be as incredible as the stories tell? Let's find out together. Did you think that's all? It's not that simple my friend, remember that all living beings in the world have plasma... Rare plants? nightmarish creatures? endless wars for incredible treasures? When they say imagination is the limit they surely mean our adventure. Did you think that's all? Since the living entities of our world will be so strong.... Why not give them a big and challenging enough world? Danger zones with impossible and extreme climates? Done heavenly minerals, natural wonders you've only seen in your dreams, unexplored areas so dangerous that no one knows what's inside? Done. Hidden dimensions and passages to other worlds? Done. References to mythologies, legends and ancient tales? Done

Centuries after most weres go feral, Gabal, Alpha of the Rocky Mountains, still sits upon his throne. Everyday, he can feel the webs of madness descend deeper into his mind. His only motivation, his only reason to push past the insanity, are the thousands of lives that hang in the balance should he fail. Driven further to the edge by the stress of a sudden plague, Gabal is left with no other choice than to seeking outside help from a nefarious witch, said by many to harm more than she helps. Centuries after most witches sink deep into the inky temptation of dark magic, Aiofe, the Life Witch, worked purely with the forces of nature. She had a quaint life in the countryside of Ireland. She follows the every day monotony, choosing to leave adventure behind in place of a more stable existence. Serving her community with home grown produce, spending her time with plenty of romance books, and doing all she can to mask the ever present ache in her heart. Two souls on a path of self destruction, both Hell-bent on waiting for that special someone. The Goddess has been waiting, She has been watching, and She has big plans for them both.

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?"