the parable of the sower novel

A little bite of parables for tasty and yummy lifestyle.

( Warning R18 It has sexual expilict content, ecchiness and more) The first thing he felt was the chill. A damp, earthy cold that seeped up from the stone beneath him and into the bare skin of his back. Kaelen Ashford opened his eyes to a violet sky streaked with alien constellations, his head pounding with a migraine that felt like a spike driven between his temples. He was naked. Lying on a great slab of moss-choked stone that felt like an altar. Memory Reboot Complete. Host Integration: 99.7%. Welcome, Kaelen Ashford. The System of Aethel is online. The voice wasn't in his ears. It was inside his skull, cold and digital. He tried to sit up, his muscles screaming in protest. Anomaly Detected. Divine Class: [Holy Priest] assigned. Error. Legacy Blessing [Fertility of the Harvest] has corrupted core programming. Synergy forced. New Class Designation: [Fertility Priest]. Core Mandate: Seed the land. Seed the people. Multiply life force. Establish dominion. "What the fuck?" The words scraped out of his dry throat. A hospice room flickered in his memory—the beep of a monitor flatlining, the scent of antiseptic and slow decay, an old man's hand in his. Then nothing. Then this.

[Warnings: This work contains R18 scenes and Harem use.] Quill died as he lived: a perverted loser in a steaming dry-cleaning shop, clutching a pair of stolen gym shorts. But death wasn't the end for this pervert. Instead, he wakes up in the frail, sickly body of Tane, the youngest of only five surviving males in the village of Irisolde. In a world ravaged by a magical male-killing plague, men are the ultimate resource—protected, pampered, and used as "Sowers" to keep the race from extinction. But Quill is, to the village, a useless burden. Now, with Quill in the driver’s seat with a cold, predatory [Sower System] wired into his brain. The System doesn't care about his wants or his fear. It has one directive: transform the world’s weakest male into its most dominant progenitor. Driven by commands that force him to confront lethal warriors, seductive healers, and the world's strongest females who Quill has to make all of them his sluts! Ps. This is author's first novel. So be patient with me

Best friends come and go but the line of connection could never seem to be cut as the prime students of Isla Prep Academy. Finding the truth on who you are is tough, it’s even more tough when the people in your life control and stereotype you. These so called “best friends” go through the highs, and lows, more lows, and even more lows when one of their own kills someone they treated like their enemy. The drama unloads and the choices they make may determine whether they get to leave this stinking town that has trapped them from the inside and out.

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"Quando o próprio mundo está condenado, quem ousaria sonhar com um final feliz?" Em um mundo mergulhado no caos, onde o céu amaldiçoou os mares e espalhou a corrupção como uma praga, criaturas monstruosas e itens corrompidos ameaçam o equilíbrio da humanidade. Aqueles que ousam usar esses itens obtêm poderes sobrenaturais ao custo de sua própria sanidade e forma. Um jovem fruto de uma concepção profana almeja fazer o impossível e pra isso, vai precisar reunir outros com sonhos tão grandes quanto o seu.

As a black belt, Tyler helps his students face their fears, but he has yet to come to terms with his own bisexuality. When he finds a new sparring partner in Jaime, an openly gay man struggling to find his place in the dojo, Tyler is surprised at how right it feels to be intertwined with him.<br><br>Determined to put his partying days behind him, Jaime returns to martial arts training and swears off one-night stands. He is finally ready to look for something more when Tyler approaches him with a request - help Tyler explore his new found sexuality. Their physical relationship intensifies in secret. It isn’t long before their time together becomes about something more than just sex.<br><br>Despite their growing closeness, Tyler refuses to acknowledge their relationship in public. Now Jaime must choose between returning to his former lifestyle and falling in love with someone afraid to embrace him in front of their friends. Tyler doesn’t want to lose Jaime as a student, much less as a lover, but can he overcome his fears and accept his new identity?

This novel is about a journey of a young Orbonian named Lyra who must eventually team up with her allies to an adventure of finding the Elementary Avatar so as to restore the peace and balance In ORBONA join me is I tell this Epic story of mystery.. written by OKID_BRANDS. Thanks!!?

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—"

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?"