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I’m an international, multiple award-winning author with a passion for the voices in my head. As a singer, songwriter, independent filmmaker and improv teacher and performer, my life has always been about creating and sharing what I create with others. Now that my dream to write for a living is a reality, with over a hundred titles in happy publication and no end in sight, I live in beautiful Prince Edward Island, Canada, with my giant cats, pug overlord and overlady and my Gypsy Vanner gelding, Fynn. ***WORLD'S BEST STORY2014*** Her mom's a witch. Her dad's a demon. And she just wants to be ordinary. I batted at the curl of smoke drifting off the tip of my candle and tried not to sneeze. My heavy velvet cloak fell in oppressive, suffocating folds in the closed space of the ceremony chamber, the cowl trapping the annoying bits of puff I missed. I hated the way my eyes burned and teared, an almost constant distraction. Not that I didn't welcome the distraction, to be honest. Anything to take my mind from what went on around me. Being part of a demon raising is way less exciting than it sounds. Sydlynn Hayle's teen life couldn't be more complicated. Trying to please her coven is all a fantasy while the adventure of starting over in a new town and fending off a bully cheerleader who hates her are just the beginning of her troubles. What to do when delicious football hero Brad Peters--boyfriend of her cheer nemesis--shows interest? If only the darkly yummy witch, Quaid Moromond, didn't make it so difficult for her to focus on fitting in with the normal kids despite her paranormal, witchcraft laced home life. Add to that her crazy grandmother's constant escapes driving her family to the brink and Syd's between a rock and a coven site. Forced to take on power she doesn't want to protect a coven who blames her for everything, only she can save her family's magic. If her family's distrust doesn't destroy her first.

In a world where the chosen one has defeated the demon lord and brought peace to the realm, now 500 years have passed since the demon's defeat. Aetheria, the world, appears peaceful, but is it truly so?

Xia Chujian, a native of the Beichen galaxy, has always thought of herself as ordinary and unremarkable. But, the youngest Marshal of the Beichen Empire, Huo Yushen, doesn't think so. Because he has never seen anyone who could look directly at the indescribable beings in the depths of the starry sky without collapsing and going crazy. Only she is the exception. Xia Chujian is puzzled: ...What's wrong with looking at it? "Can't people look at something ugly?" The heartbroken crowd: ...I'm tired, let's just destroy everything!

Reborn in the United States in 1995, with all the web novels he has read in his head. Let's see how he uses online literature to skew America's bestseller rankings and become a popular cultural master like Stan Lee. In the 20th century, what is the largest IP in Hollywood? It's comics and web novels! Netflix? It's nothing without online literature! Disney's CEO later claims.

Adult Romance (21+) _____________________ Series Wedding #1 [Not a Classic Wedding] Kalvian dan Kalebriena melakukan perjodohan tanpa drama, kontrak, atau syarat apapun. Menurut mereka, menolak perjodohan hanya akan membuang waktu mereka. Pernikahan tetap terjadi, mereka tinggal menjalaninya. Namun, siapa yang menyangka bahwa mereka telah mengenal jauh sebelum perjodohan ini berlangsung. Bukan hanya mereka berdua, tapi juga melibatkan sepasang hati yang lain. Tapi hal itu hanya masalalu mereka, individualis seperti briena dan vian tidak akan pernah membiarkan masa lalu merusak masa depan mereka. Sekalipun harus menyakiti hati oranglain, bahkan juga hati mereka sendiri. Tidak perlu ada drama yang memuakkan. This is not a classic wedding _________________________________________ Series Wedding #2 [CEO Scandal's : Married with Benefit] "Menikahlah denganku," ujar pria itu masih dengan nada dinginnya. "Apa?" Lona begitu terkejut dengan ucapan pria itu. Perempuan itu berusaha menormalkan degub jantungnya yang tiba tiba menggila. "Oke, tenang, Lona. Mungkin saat ini kau masih terjebak ke dalam skenario yang kau ciptakan sendiri," ujarnya dalam hati. "Sadarlah!" "Menikahlah denganku, Nona Hilona Anpuanra." Pria itu samakin menajamkan pandangannya dan Hilona nyaris tenggelam karenanya. "Kenapa? Kenapa aku harus menikah denganmu?" tanya Hilona setelah tersadar jika lamaran yang di utarakan pria itu bukan dialog dalam skripsi imajinasinya. "Karena saat ini, kau sudah terlibat ke dalam skenario hidupku dan mau tidak mau kau harus menerimanya." Salah satu alis tebal milik pria itu terangkat ke atas. Ada senyum yang tertarik dalam sudut bibirnya yang penuh. "Tunggu! Apa maksudmu aku harus menerimanya?" tanya Hilona masih tak mengerti dengan skenario yang tiba tiba saja terjadi. "Anggap saja, pertemuan kita kemarin malam adalah skenario Tuhan untuk mempertemukan kita. Aku akan menjelaskan lebih lanjut setelah kita resmi menikah." Setelah mengatakan hal tersebut, pria itu pergi meningalkan Lona begitu saja. Gila! Ini benar benar skenario yang gila! Bagaimana bisa tiba tiba ada seorang pria melamar Hilona? Menyatakan seolah tidak ada skenario lain selain menikah. Wait! Pria itu mengatakan tentang pertemuan kemarin malam? Pertemuan apa? Hilona berusaha untuk menggali ingatannya tentang pertemuan yang di maksud pria itu. Ia sendiri masih bingung dengan apa yang terjadi. Dia sedang menceritakan kisah kelamnya dan tiba tiba saja salah satu skenario yang ia bayangkan terjadi di hidupnya. Perempuan itu menoleh ke samping, ia baru tersadar jika saat ini tidak sedang berada di apartemen lusuhnya. Semua perabotan di ruangan ini terlihat mahal dan berkelas. Hilona menatap pantulan dirinya yang terlihat sama, ia kemudian menatap ke arah satu titik. Ke arah kalung yang saat ini ia pakai. Perempuan itu tak ingat pernah memiliki kalung ini sebelumnya. Lalu tiba tiba sekelebat ingatan muncul di ingatanya. Tentang kejadian malam itu. Kejadian yang membuatnya terjebak dengan pria yang baru saja melamarnya. Pria rupawan dengan jabatan tinggi dan sangat terpandang. "Sial! Aku benar benar harus menikah dengan Kalan Arusha Adhyasta!" Hilona mengusap rambutnya frustasi.

Advice of fictions where girls dress as boys. In short, it can be called the Gender bender* category. Also known as crossdress. This is not fiction! Fiction recommendations!! And each one is in the gender bender category!!! I am open to recommendation. You can also submit your own creations.

==WARNING==READ ME== Assalamualaikum Hope this synopsis finds you well. This is not my work. I just copy the translated novels here without so many changes. I just like these novels so I want to share with everyone. You are being reminded that the translated chapters are so terrible. Peace

==WARNING==READ ME== Assalamualaikum Hope this synopsis finds you well. This is not my work. I just copy the translated novels here without so many changes. I just like these novels so I want to share with everyone. You are being reminded that the translated chapters are so terrible. Peace

Some people perform joy so completely that nobody notices they’re drowning until the water is already over their head—and Riyura Shiko has turned that performance into an art form. Fifteen years old, purple-haired, red bow-tied, and explosively cheerful in the specific way of someone who learned early that being cheerful was safer than being honest, Riyura arrives at Jeremy High not as a normal transfer student—but as a walking thunderclap in a school uniform. Officially, he’s there for a “fresh start” after an incident involving pudding, a ferret, and one tragically heroic trampoline. Unofficially, he’s there because wherever Riyura goes, normality quietly packs its bags and leaves. Jeremy High is no ordinary school. Founded in 1876 under impossible circumstances—three suicidal teenagers, letters from a descendant who wouldn’t exist for a century, and a foundation built as much on suffering as it is on survival—it attracts the broken, the chaotic, and the unexplainable. Riyura fits in immediately… and completely disrupts everything anyway. From shouting greetings at trees to challenging athletes to dribble pineapples, from staging lunchtime operas about dumplings to turning every hallway into a stage, he floods the school with a kind of absurd, relentless energy that feels almost supernatural on its own. But beneath the chaos is something quieter. Something fragile. Because Riyura isn’t just trying to be seen—he’s trying not to disappear. Over the next four years, what unfolds is everything. Not just the ridiculous, high-energy nonsense of flying fruit and social disasters, but corruption networks, government conspiracies, psychic abilities tied to Edo-period bloodlines, time manipulation, preserved souls, and a brother who dies… and comes back? Government agents become allies. Truths unravel. The very sanctuary that saved them reveals the cost of its existence. And still—beneath all of that—the people matter most. Yakamira, sharp and analytical, alive against all odds. Miyaka, opening her pencil case every morning as an act of quiet defiance. Subarashī, scars catching the light as he declares himself to the world. Jisatsu, holding steady, fourteen months without a crisis. Pan, baking at 4 AM not because he has to—but because he chooses to. None of them are whole. All of them are trying. And together, they form something stubborn and unbreakable: a family built not from perfection, but from the refusal to let each other drown alone. Then comes graduation. Osaka. Cherry University. Cherry blossom seasons that feel too soft for everything they’ve survived. And the slow, difficult realization that surviving and living are entirely different skills. And many more characters in the main stage at that as per-usual. Riyura Shiko isn’t just the loudest person in the room. He’s the one most afraid of silence. His absurdity isn’t there to make you laugh—it’s there to overwhelm you, to push past the limits of what “normal” even means, to prove that being alive isn’t about fitting in, but about refusing to disappear. The humor isn’t clean, or even traditionally funny—it’s chaotic, excessive, and sometimes deliberately irritating. Because this story doesn’t aim to be funny. It aims to feel. Loudly. Uncomfortably. Honestly. This is the complete story of Riyura Shiko. From a teenager hiding behind a crooked bow tie and a perfectly rehearsed smile… to someone who slowly, painfully learns what genuine laughter actually feels like. From impossible walls to open skies. It costs something. It leaves something behind. Neither cancels the other out. THE NAMES… RIYURA SHIKO! - RATED MA26+. Still here. That’s always been enough. Because this series has the worst humor you could ever wish for. >;)

Just making this for personal use. Literally just the SAO Light Novels put into chapters here.