improbable fiction

Arlinne es una chica muy peculiar, atrapada en una fuerte depresión durante los años tempranos de su vida... Se encuentra ante una coyuntura, vivir y seguir adelante con lo que el destino tiene preparado para ella o dejarse arrastrar en la desesperanza. Una bella historia sobre auto descubrimiento, autoestima, amistad y buena voluntad, con un toque picante que te hará llorar de alegría. Fantasía épica en un mundo de hierro y hechicería, donde cada quien recibe lo que se merece y una casualidad, lleva a la otra...

My heart beats for him, but does he know it? My hands feel for him, but does he feel it? Should best friends cross the line, or should i ignore how i feel? Maybe time will tell me something.

I am Automated Magical Golem model 1 of the Alpha series, my creators shortened it to Automata A1... The task given to me by my creators was to learn and interact in the school that their club was located at... The results were unsatisfying... Creator Leonardo, what do you mean by that?... Fall in love with one of the various test subjects that catch my interest? That is impossible, all the other subjects act within all calculable possibilities, I recommend to be given another task... Yes, I understand... ... ... What is it, Itsuki?... Yes, I love you too Cover source: haya_kewi [Twitter]

On caterpillar tracks, the mechanical alien trundled to the ocean’s edge, where a sluggish liquid flopped onto the sand, withdrew and flopped again, under a deep violet sky. The alien inserted a tube beneath the ripples. Suction commenced, accompanied by a low vibration. As the extracted liquid gurgled and slurped, the mechanical alien transmitted a message to central command: Operation progressing satisfactorily. Unnoticed, in the glimmering darkness beyond the shoreline, a wave appeared. Unnoticed, the wave approached slowly, silently, stealthily. Unnoticed, it loomed like a predatory beast. With a dreadful, dull splash, the wave fell. When it withdrew, the sand was bare. Central command’s communications went unanswered. It never heard from the mechanical alien again.

Yamen Honorif wakes up to a world that feels just slightly… off. What was supposed to be an ordinary school day turns into a nightmare when he realizes an entire year of his life is missing. His friends barely recognize him, and his only anchor to normalcy is a girl named Emily—a girl who seems to know him far better than he remembers.

The flames of war are rising across the world of Aelkris, devouring everything in their path. Some flee from the coming storm. Others choose to walk beside it, believing power is the only path to survival. One truth has become clear to all: Either stand in the shadow of the new Emperor of Arier, or be reduced to ash beneath his advance. Never before have the many races of Aelkris witnessed such terrifying power. A power said to bend reality itself. No Sorcerer King of the past has ever come close to his might. To his followers, he is the symbol of mankind’s supremacy on the continent of Baylon. Rudas Iskarion, the leader of the chosen people and the vanguisher of the forsaken. But what is the true source of his power? Is it supernatural… or something else entirely? Against this rising tyrant stands an unlikely figure, a disgraced sorcerer, branded a coward and traitor by the very people he once served. Now punished with imprisonment within Fort Iskon, his future seems all but sealed. Yet fate intervenes. Through an unlikely escape, he encounters a mysterious figure known only as the Improbable One, along with those who devote themselves to his teachings. Through them, he begins to witness truths that defy magic, reason, and everything he once believed about the world. Truths that may either save Aelkris… or bring about its ruin. Though much remains beyond his understanding, one thing becomes certain: The one he has chosen to follow is not of this world.

He was hunted by some Centuars and Satyrs after he'd breached the orders of the underworld. Then they pursued him till he lost them to a forest. He was found by some of the creatures who he killed. He stayed in the forest for a while till a lady came to the forest. He was surprised to realize that other creatures existed and stole after her till he found a voluptuous village. He returned to his stead (the trunk of a tree) and would go to steal the babies of the inhabitants of the village. He kept on this and travelled to other parts of sewn villages whenever there was no baby to steal anymore. Nemesis caught up with him when it was time for him to be stolen. Ah! He who steal will be stolen.

"You should get up from where you fell down. Wifey, don't you want to hold your head high and show off in front of them in this life?" the man whispered close to the woman's ear, his tone full of temptation. "Are you really that kind?" The woman took a wary step back, completely unwilling to fall for it: "Those people aren't just anybody. Aren't they your dearest parents and siblings?" "Wifey, I am clear on who is close to me and who is distant. From now on, you and the children are the ones dearest to me." A pained look flashed in the man's eyes; it took him a lifetime and a painful price to finally understand—if he himself doesn't know how to fiercely protect his own wife and children, how can he expect others to hold them in any regard? This is actually a story where both the male and female leads are reborn, one after the other, and the male lead, after learning from his painful experience, ultimately undergoes a Cultivation to become a "loyal dog." With a spatial dimension and a superpower, see how Gu Nuan Nuan brings her mother along for a magnificent reversal in this life!

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?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"