arlo and janis

They said that God created the world to serve a purpose. To make life and experience it with others. To become beautiful and share it with others. And to create horrors that scared others. This vital purpose serves humankind like a cycle that is not permanent in the world of change until someone defies it—created by the horrors to eat the beauty while mimicking the experience of others. Experience and Beauty did something better they created something no one can replicate. This is what they called ‘Life.’ With this vital element present in the space of time and realms of God. It exploded and created a world full of life. A world that is full of living being experiencing the beauty and horrors created by God and serving their purpose unknowingly. Until another element appeared, not knowing who and what It does. But they only knew that they defied their purpose and created Chaos.

When Alice's college class gets an assignment to become pen pals with a Military member and the teacher hands how the folders, and Alice gets Arlo Maddox a Special Forces Member. During a fire fight a space shop lands and a green ring appears

Who was she before she becomes the Queen of Cold?. Her name was Janis of House Chairn, a girl born in the land of Misthaven. She only wanted what all girls want, to be loved, and instead became the victim of an ancient prophecy. This is the prequel to The Snow Queen, the 1995 British cartoon by Martin Gates

In this world where power means everything, three prodigies are destined to change the state of the world and the universe as a whole. Join Arlo and his gang, better known as The Legendary Talents

The Great Cataclysm shattered the world, but Olgir the Untamable swore to unite it again. As Jarl of the Wolf Clan, he seeks to finish what his uncle, Gunnar the Animal, began—conquering all three lands in the name of his people. But when his warriors march into a samurai fortress, Olgir discovers that honor alone cannot win wars. Traps spring. Arrows blot out the sun. And yet, unlike other rulers who command from the shadows, Olgir fights on the front lines—bleeding, killing, and inspiring his clan to rise with him. Beside him stands Eirik the Proud, heir to a legendary claymore, and Trygve, the deadliest archer of the north. Together, they must carve a path through steel, treachery, and bloodshed, facing enemies who value discipline as much as they do freedom. To rule as Jarl means to fight as a wolf—and wolves do not bow.

7 years have gone. Yet the war isn't. The retirement doesn't mean shit to them. They came back to tell Arlin that once a captain will be a captain. Note: This story is a pure fiction, Ongoing

Rebecca's uncle comes into town whom she's never seen or heard of before, without any one knowing feelings get in the way and a secret romance starts to accrue. And then knocks at the door come and one night secrets unfold and she questions who he really? and things end up badly for both of them. Is he really her uncle?

Having decided to bring out a Journal, the Editor racks his brains for a suitable name with which to christen his periodical. Friends are generally useless in an emergency of this kind; they suggest all kinds of impossible names; the following were some of the titles proposed in this instance: "Facts and Fancies," "The Cremorne," "The All Round," "The Monthly Courses," "The Devil's Own," and "Dugdale's Ghost"; the two first had certainly great attractions to our mind, but at last our own ideas have hit upon the modest little "Pearl," as more suitable, especially in the hope that when it comes under the snouts of the moral and hypocritical swine of the world, they may not trample it underfoot, and feel disposed to rend the publisher, but that a few will become subscribers on the quiet. To such better disposed piggy wiggys, I would say, for encouragement, that they have only to keep up appearances by regularly attending church, giving to charities, and always appearing deeply interested in moral philanthropy, to ensure a respectable and high moral character, and that if they only are clever enough never to be found out, they may, sub rosa, study and enjoy the philosophy of life till the end of their days, and earn a glorious and saintly epitaph on their tombstone, when at last the Devil pegs them out. Editor of the "Pearl."

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"