shakespeare fiction books

I’ve always taken inspiration from the greats. You know them, don't you? If you didn't, I'd think you’d be living under a rock. Which maybe you were. It's not your fault. until recently you could say I was living under a rock. Rocks are heavy until someone comes to pick it up and take all the weight. I never depended on people taking the weight from my hands. B Shakespeare had told me. Well he wasn’t talking to me he was talking to the people. Or the people in his time I didn’t really know. In the quote he wrote. “If we are true to ourselves we cannot be false to anyone”. For along time I wondered what he meant I didn’t know nor did I realize until I met Gutter James

Don't laugh on people but laugh with people

Cries and sobs echoed all around, and he sat alone in a corner, silently weeping. Today, he had lost his only support—his mother. From childhood till now, she had been his whole world. His father had passed away before he was even born. The relatives had long turned their backs, and now only the neighbors were there, offering him condolences. But some pains are too deep for words to heal. He wasn’t just carrying his mother’s coffin on his shoulders—he was burying his entire world.

What we can see is what you cannot, what you see as fiction is what we see as reality. Yet, are we right?

An assassination attempt leaves noble-born cultivator Xu Liang poisoned with only months to live. Joined by Prince Rong Yue, a royal heir forced to hide his true self, and Wei Zhen, his fiercely loyal bodyguard, Xu Liang races across the empire in search of a cure. Haunted courtyards, cursed rivers, and ghost markets reveal fragments of a greater mystery: the chained spirit Yesha, whose freedom could save or doom the realm. As his health worsens, the trio’s bond deepens, defying courtly expectations.To free Yesha, Xu Liang must risk everything even if it means vanishing from the world forever. But will Rong Yue and Wei Zhen let him make the ultimate sacrifice?

Shade is a loner demon, bounced around in human foster homes until a lucky break comes in the form of a new placement, turns out all the guys there are major hotties. Even her cold heart is a bit fluttery over them. Flirty Cole, cautious Cade, passionate Damion, and the elusive Samuel? Is that too much? Probably not, she wants to find out. Oh, and also who wants to kill her and who stole her only friend-like-person Cherry.

Life's a bitch but I'm a bigger bitch Kesha is a difficult person to be with, she is different and hates everyone, building a fence around her heart. Painful experiences from the past, bad occurrences has made her harder and difficult to please. Sebastian moved to a new country, different and new people, he falls in love Kesha and tries to win her over. Will she accept him? Will she learn to love him? Will she be finally accept him? With the lovely childhood and all the love Kesha couldn't get, will Sebastian be able to win her over excerpt: I am not your everyday teenager. Well I am sixteen and a whore. I guess that makes me a Villain. I would look mad ass sexy in a Villain suit. "You have to learn to knock mom. You do not want to see me in bed with a boy, fucking my brain out"I snapped at her walking out of the bathroom. Excerpt : Just drive us to my sudden doom" I said and placed my legs on the dashboard. My top might have ridden up a little and I just could not possibly stop myself from grinning whenever I caught him staring "Does someone love my tattoos?" I asked with a teasing smile and a silly look plastered on my face "They are beau--ti--ti--ti--ful--ful" he stammered and held the steering wheel tighter "Cats got your tongue or are you just nervous around a sexy thing like me" I said and purred, enjoying how he was getting red. He was a tough one, he refused to stare at me, he just kept his focus on the road. "Awww, am I not tempting enough to steal your attention?" I said mocking how focused he was. I caught his eyes moving from me to the road. I have gotten a reaction "So I am tempting?" I asked with a  smirk plastered on my face. I got my legs off the dashboard and moved closer to him resting on the armrest and holding my amused face  "Do you want to see a very cute tattoo?" I asked and purred in his ears, he did not answer me but I knew I was affecting him. "So you do not want to see?" I asked faking a   frown and pouting  "I do" he said in a rushed tone, someone is excited, he turned to look at me and caught my smirk "I knew you would" I said. I tugged the neck of my shirt to make it lower to reveal the tattoo I had on my chest. "You like?" I asked He nodded and turned to look at the road. "Aww you are looking all red and stuff" I teased and poked him for added effects. "I had no idea boys could be this red" I added and continued to tease him with my laughter 'I think he has had enough teasing for a day'   my subconscious reminded me. I turned to look at Sebastian, he was red and was gripping the wheels like his life depended on it. He really makes teasing easy but not fun, he is not flirting back, making me look like a whore 'You are one' my subconscious reminded me again, I gasped and smirked 'Am I?' I wanted to laugh at my own joke but I do not think Sebastian is ready for more craziness. I sort of miss Regina, sorry my room, I might be asleep right now or trapped in a book, got to keep straight A's. I looked up and realized the dirt path we were driving through looked familiar "Sebastian?" I called, he hummed to tell me he was listening "Where are we?" I asked "I have brought you to your doom...

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Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.