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I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. ***WORLD'S BEST STORY2014*** Her mom's a witch. Her dad's a demon. And she just wants to be ordinary. I batted at the curl of smoke drifting off the tip of my candle and tried not to sneeze. My heavy velvet cloak fell in oppressive, suffocating folds in the closed space of the ceremony chamber, the cowl trapping the annoying bits of puff I missed. I hated the way my eyes burned and teared, an almost constant distraction. Not that I didn't welcome the distraction, to be honest. Anything to take my mind from what went on around me. Being part of a demon raising is way less exciting than it sounds. Sydlynn Hayle's teen life couldn't be more complicated. Trying to please her coven is all a fantasy while the adventure of starting over in a new town and fending off a bully cheerleader who hates her are just the beginning of her troubles. What to do when delicious football hero Brad Peters--boyfriend of her cheer nemesis--shows interest? If only the darkly yummy witch, Quaid Moromond, didn't make it so difficult for her to focus on fitting in with the normal kids despite her paranormal, witchcraft laced home life. Add to that her crazy grandmother's constant escapes driving her family to the brink and Syd's between a rock and a coven site. Forced to take on power she doesn't want to protect a coven who blames her for everything, only she can save her family's magic. If her family's distrust doesn't destroy her first.

In a world where the chosen one has defeated the demon lord and brought peace to the realm, now 500 years have passed since the demon's defeat. Aetheria, the world, appears peaceful, but is it truly so?

Reborn in the United States in 1995, with all the web novels he has read in his head. Let's see how he uses online literature to skew America's bestseller rankings and become a popular cultural master like Stan Lee. In the 20th century, what is the largest IP in Hollywood? It's comics and web novels! Netflix? It's nothing without online literature! Disney's CEO later claims.

Advice of fictions where girls dress as boys. In short, it can be called the Gender bender* category. Also known as crossdress. This is not fiction! Fiction recommendations!! And each one is in the gender bender category!!! I am open to recommendation. You can also submit your own creations.

==WARNING==READ ME== Assalamualaikum Hope this synopsis finds you well. This is not my work. I just copy the translated novels here without so many changes. I just like these novels so I want to share with everyone. You are being reminded that the translated chapters are so terrible. Peace

==WARNING==READ ME== Assalamualaikum Hope this synopsis finds you well. This is not my work. I just copy the translated novels here without so many changes. I just like these novels so I want to share with everyone. You are being reminded that the translated chapters are so terrible. Peace

Just making this for personal use. Literally just the SAO Light Novels put into chapters here.

==WARNING==READ ME== Assalamualaikum Hope this synopsis finds you well. This is not my work. I just copy the translated novels here without so many changes. I just like these novels so I want to share with everyone. You are being reminded that the translated chapters are so terrible. Peace

He was a simple man in his past life – a masseuse, not a hero. His hands were trained to heal pain, not cause it. But when fate dragged him into another world, those same hands became the only thing keeping him alive. Unlike the chosen ones who gain holy blessings or unrivaled power, he has nothing but skill, wit, and stubbornness. He doesn’t seek glory, nor does he dream of leaving his name in history. But the world has other plans. A kingdom built on lies. Families fighting for power in the shadows. Betrayals hidden behind smiles. And he? He’s caught in the middle, forced to navigate schemes that could devour him whole. He isn’t the strongest. He isn’t the bravest. But sometimes, the man who doesn’t want the spotlight… is the one who survives it. ________ I get this alot so I'm going to clarify: This is not a smut novel, there will be romantic scenes but not as pronounced.

Right after Dmitry, a long-lost cousin, suddenly appeared, Emerald and Jade, the twins, find themselves delving deep in the world of the unseen, where ancient beasts, dead souls and night creatures exist. Too deep perhaps, as they uncover dark secrets of betrayal, murder, and longstanding lies. (The setting and the characters, the words and the chants---are all inspired by the ancient beliefs and the persisting culture of my tribe.) Sneak Peek: She took a step forward towards the dark but before she could take another, the beast, that was supposed to have vanished, came rushing towards her. She saw its claws and its teeth as it smiled. She thought that the beast ought to lunge at her neck. To her surprise the beast stood an inch away from her. It towered over her and Jade could feel it breathe. The beast tilted its head, observing the girl standing in front of it. “You came.” “Have you been expecting me?” Jade inquired. The beast laughed, “You are not scared. As expected from the true pure blood.” It was true. Jade did not cower. She did not fear this beast, and even she was surprised by how she felt. “True pure blood?” Jade asked. “Yes. Are you not?” Jade was confused. It was her first time to encounter a beast such as this and what it was telling made her more confused. “But its asleep. The blood in you.” Again, the beast grinned and walked backward returning to the covers of the dark, “Be careful little girl. The ashes are being blown away and the truth will no longer linger under the rubble. Long have we waited for our masters to rise from the soil soaked with blood. The man you seek comes to collect spilled blood and you dear child, are sought to be collected.”