geiger graphic novel

A story compilation of the love journey of an Accountant and a Graphic Designer

A sus nueve años, Valenxo lo perdió todo en una sola noche: su padre desapareció en una misión, su madre lo culpó de esa pérdida, y un espectro les enseñó lo que significa el verdadero miedo. Sobrevivió — pero solo porque el monstruo decidió que su alma joven no valía la pena devorarla... todavía. Ahora entrena para convertirse en Jägergeist, uno de los pocos capaces de cazar a las criaturas que amenazan a la humanidad. Pero el tiempo corre en su contra: esa misma criatura volverá a buscarlo en cuanto cumpla veinte años. Con su hermano mayor como único apoyo y un mundo de sectas, dioses caídos y poderes prohibidos que amenaza con tragárselo, Valenxo tiene una sola meta: hacerse lo suficientemente fuerte antes de que se acabe el tiempo.

In a remote province of the Western empire, a young girl dreamed of becoming an excellent adventurer. She understood that her dream is too far from her reach. Yet, she accepted this fact and did try to become the person whom she was good to be. She neither likes nor hates cooking, but she grew up helping her dad cook while her brother works as an adventurer. Her fate changed when she was declared to be the Hero who will defeat the Evil Sorcerer, but how will she be able to do it?

Mages span throughout the three realms. Mortal, Heaven, and Hell. However, it is discovered that a fourth and possibly fifth realm exists. Time and space. Aleius and Baltar challenge the seat of heaven, but soon discover the most powerful of mages to be enslaved by a threat hidden amongst the stars. In their inevitable loss versus the cosmic being, they return to the mortal realm with the help of their Deities. Licking their wounds in the shadows of a powerless realm, they cultivate a new class of mages to combat what lurks in the voids of space.

A short ride through the Human Empire; its birth, its growth, its peak, its ending and the lessons to be learned throughout the way.

Ich starb bei einem Autounfall. Mein Ehemann war überzeugt, ich hätte es vorgetäuscht. Er trat wütend auf meine Asche mit seinem Fuß. "Sag ihr, dass das Spiel aus ist. Es ist gescheitert." "Der Todestag meiner Mutter nähert sich. Sie sollte besser auftauchen und für das bezahlen, was sie getan hat." Ich war ein Geist. Alles, was ich tun konnte, war zusehen. Zwei Wochen später nahm er eine andere Frau mit, um Brautkleider anzuprobieren. Er plante die Hochzeit für unseren Jahrestag. Ich schrie und versuchte, ihm die Wahrheit zu sagen. Diese Frau war diejenige, die seine Mutter getötet hatte. Aber er konnte mich nicht hören. Am Tag ihrer Hochzeit wurden die Türen aufgestoßen. Die Polizei kam herein. Die Diashow ihrer lächelnden Gesichter auf dem großen Bildschirm verschwand...

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?