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A Splinter Novel Series from within the Greater Ottawa Universe: Folklore & Heritage never existed... Rather, it was suits of armor, retrofitted tanks, creativity & innovation, restored warbirds, automatons, and grit that won them the war against the One World Government.  Now, the Ghost of Ottawa, Dr. Sue, and the many citizens of Greater Ottawa have the new challenge of rebuilding the world. However, due to the drastic fall in carbon emissions seemingly overnight, the once mild falls and cold winters take a turn for the frigid...

As a game writer, here's a new project I'm hoping to bring to life with my team. I'm sharing it at an early stage because I'd love to hear your thoughts and constructive feedback. Fingers crossed!

Blessed with the power of an overseer but cursed with the lies he has been told.

Two realms exist apart: Grigoryn, the realm of eternal night ruled by vampires, and Eldora, a world of elves and ancient magic. Between them hangs the Veil, an ancient barrier that has kept the worlds separated since time immemorial. When the Veil separating Grigoryn and Eldora begins to weaken, Aravos, vampire heir to the Crimson Kingdom, finds himself caught in a war against invading lycans. But the conflict changes when Lirael, a mysterious young woman carrying an ancient locket, falls through the Veil into his world. Aravos soon discovers that her arrival fulfills an ancient prophecy tied to war, forbidden magic, and a darkness older than either realm. As werewolves ravage both worlds and primordial powers awaken beneath them, Aravos and Lirael are drawn into a conflict that reaches far beyond war. The boundaries between Grigoryn and Eldora are beginning to fail, and the ancient beings imprisoned beneath reality are learning how to escape. Together, they must confront forces that seek not to conquer their worlds, but to erase the separation between them entirely. Bound by prophecy, shadow, and fire, a vampire heir and a daughter of the sun may become the only hope of preventing two worlds from collapsing into one.

"In the world of the royal politics, everything was a bargain. Everything was a deal." Viorica was arranged to marry the prince of the Isles of Runes. Beneath all the glamour and deceit. however, lay the heart of a sixteen year old girl. Her father had some plans for her and so does her fiancée. But would Viorica be able to escape and acquire what her heart desires, or be forever trapped? "THE STUFF OF NIGHTMARES AND DAYDREAMS"

A formula for helping to improve your life and understanding yourself for everyone this is something anyone can put into practice for themselves if you can understand it and figure it out deep thinking and helpful advice there's nothing to lose and if it's successful than you would be happy that you learned about this

Derek, a 17 year old, finds himself thrown into a chaotic battle of survival filled with betrayals and losses. It was a normal day when Derek and his classmates headed out for a field trip along with their homeroom teacher. They are brought to a village located in the middle of nowhere. The village dominated by a cult called 'The Order' has every intention of using the lives of these students as sacrifice for a man called Griezman who claims to be their god. Derek has no intention of dying in this pathetic place. "I'll do anything to get out of here!" Seems like Derek wasn't the only one with this goal in mind. "There is no one you can trust but yourself". The words he desperately wanted to forget, will he prove it to be wrong and will he have a painful realization of the bitter truth?

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Gwendolynn was raised by humans. Thinking she was just like any other human, she never thought she was, in fact, an elf until she began seeing the similarities between this mythical creature, and herself. Upon discovering her origins, she starts to learn who she is, and what her race is capable of. Finding out why Elves have gone extinct, Gwendolynn has to decide what she will do with this information, and what her place is within the strands of fate. This story is going to come about in no particular order because it's based on an outline that's still being worked on. This work in particular is actually a bit of a collaboration. A friend has inspired me to write this work, so while I am doing it for her; it is still my work. Both her and I really hope you enjoy this adventure. ^^

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?"