colonel sanders visual novel

When I was 5 and mommy told me everything about my real fucking dad and it really breaks my heart anytime my ma'am and dad issue comes to my mind. My dad never wanted to take his responsibilities as a father. So, it was only my mother who was responsible for my whole life for the past years. "It is 14 years now, I have never seen my real dad. You know, it sometimes worries me a lot, but once I have mommy and Garriso around me, it makes me feel a little happier, but just that I miss my fucking dad. Mommy told me not to allow daddy to come near me or anywhere around me." "A few days ago, Mommy's cell phone rang for more than 1000 hours, but mommy didn't answer dad's call. That day, I got to know how much mommy hated hearing a word from my dad. But I don't know why my dad still wants his family back. After 14 years, daddy never wanted it, but now-- I think he needs us. Hmm mommy also feels the same worried as I used to but never wanted to talk about it, even to set her eyes to see Mr. Lucas, my real dad."

Iron blooded Zuo Qishen, known for being a walking hormone, was single for 24 years. There were many different reasons for this. However, no one knew that Zuo Qishen already had someone in his heart. From 16 to 24 years old, from the stable and prosperous capital city to the battlefield of bullets and bullets. He had been waiting, but he had also been… missing. … As the Eldest Young Lady of Beijing's Prominent Nan family, Nan Fei's life motto was only four words. — Just be happy. So she was beautiful and wanton, innocent and carefree. Until she met Zuo Qishen. When the iron-blooded and cold colonel hugged her, he said hoarsely, "You have to be responsible for me." She was stunned. From then on, Miss Nan's life creed was gradually restored. One day, the soldier in the military district discovered an intimate photo on Young Master Zuo's Weibo profile. The photo was of a woman with her back to the screen, her hair as long as jade, leaning forward to kiss his cold-faced soldier's chin. The soldier was shocked and looked at the comments below. The most eye-catching one was a female user with the ID Nan Miaomiao. This comment was the only reply Young Master Zuo had. Nan Miaomiao: "The little brother in the photo is so handsome. I want to sleep with him!" Zuo Qishen: "I'll let you sleep tonight."

Ima was always a pariah. His obsession with video games and visual novels made him the perfect target for social rejection, leading him to live more within digital worlds than in the harshness of reality. However, his life changes drastically after a failed confession of love ends in a fatal accident. On the threshold of death, Ima receives an offer impossible to refuse: a second chance in exchange for a deal that will alter his existence forever. Waking up seconds before the impact, Ima discovers that he now possesses the abilities of the games he loves so much. Notifications, statistics, and decision points appear before his eyes. But what seems like any fan's dream soon transforms into a lucid nightmare. Ima will not be slow to understand that the mechanics of a visual novel are atrocious when applied to real life. Forced by a power he cannot turn off and dragged by social circumstances beyond his control, he will gradually find himself entangled in dilemmas and problems that will lead him to live a life he never desired.

The author of this novel has unfortunately passed away. The story will go an infinite hiatus. It will remain online as an open source for inspiration for anyone who wishes to reimagine it. Thank you for accompanying the author on their journey.

"Huh,Why I'm Here" The moment i opened my eyes i was in a different world and if this wasn't enough i was in world of the visual novel which i played . Can I survive?

Ketika Keobsesifan Meninggalkan Diriku Setelah kecelakaan mobil, ingatanku tereset ke sepuluh tahun yang lalu—ke sore hari ketika aku mengungkapkan perasaanku pada Caleb Blackwood di pameran seni kelulusanku di NYU. Aku menelusuri setiap aplikasi di ponselku, dengan putus asa berusaha menemukan bukti bahwa Caleb adalah suamiku, tetapi di samping namanya di kontak hanya tertulis label "Pengacara" yang tidak personal. Riwayat percakapan kami benar-benar kosong. Dalam keputusasaan, aku menelepon sahabatku, Maya Chen, untuk bertanya apakah pengakuanku hari itu berhasil. Dia meledak padaku seperti kotak mesiu yang terbakar. "Willow Hayes, apa kau sudah gila? Berhasil? Kau baru saja akan menceraikannya!" Setelah menutup telepon, pikiran pertama yang terlintas di benakku adalah, Wow, aku luar biasa. Aku benar-benar berhasil mendapatkan Caleb Blackwood yang tangguh itu. Pikiran keduaku adalah kebingungan total saat aku menatap surat perceraian dan tiket satu arah ke Florence di meja samping tempat tidur. "Siapa yang menginginkan perceraian? Aku? Apa aku sudah gila?"

When the Obsessiveness Leaves Me After the car accident, my memory reset to ten years ago—to the afternoon I confessed my feelings to Caleb Blackwood at my NYU graduation art exhibition. I scoured every app on my phone, desperately trying to find proof that Caleb was my husband, but next to his name in my contacts was just an impersonal "Lawyer" tag. Our chat history was completely blank. In desperation, I called my best friend, Maya Chen, to ask if my confession that day had been successful. She exploded at me like a lit powder keg. "Willow Hayes, have you lost your mind? Successful? You're about to divorce him!" After hanging up, the first thought that flashed through my mind was, Wow, I'm amazing. I actually managed to land the formidable Caleb Blackwood. My second thought was sheer confusion as I stared at the divorce papers and a one-way ticket to Florence on the nightstand. "Who wants a divorce? Me? Have I lost my mind?"

See the world through the eyes of our unnamed protagonist, who wakes up being subjected to the fate of a visual novel protagonist: forced to make a choice of the lesser evil and be inexplicably surrounded by cute girls he had never seen before. Will his choices lead to a start of rose-colored wonderful harem life? Or will he take the path of mayhem and learn the truth behind this Phenomenon? It's really up to the choices he makes!

Lightly based on "My vampire system" A bullied high schooler, popular on school for not having powers opens a mysterious book left by his parents. He gains a system which not only acts like human but renders the MC to keep his eyes covered when not in use Tell me if you like it... or my other books

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?"