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Iris has seen and faced many bad things in her life; the death of her parents, seeing her parents' killer before her eyes from a young age. But in her upcoming future she will face worse. Before her parents died, her mother asked her to protect her brother, Harry. Can she really keep that promise? Ever since her parents died, Iris automatically became over protective over Harry. Never hesitating to take the blame for the things he did. But she soon learns that taking the blame isn't always the best. Numerous individuals accepted that Iris resembled her mom: Lily Potter.. This is mainly because she has her mother's eyes and brilliant vibrant red hair. However, looks can be misdirecting. At the point when you became acquainted with her, she is actually similar to her dad. She was known as the female form of him. Always being brave and adventurous and never hesitating to stand up for what she believed Nonetheless, her parents consistently revealed to her a similar story. There was a shrewd man out there and he was after his murder. She didn't realise until it was too late that this man's slaughter and target would be her family. And his name was The Dark Lord.

My name was Ye Xuan. I crossed over to Kingdom Xia in an alternate world and became a deposed prince. Following three years of check-in at the cold palace, I got the Snow Dragon. "Ding, congratulations to the host for checking in and obtaining the Divine Demon Xiang Yu." "Ding, congratulations to the host for checking in and obtaining the Chaos God Demon Body." "Ding, congratulations to the host for checking in and obtaining the Great Law of Othering Self." "Ding, congratulations to the host for checking in and obtaining the Jade Pool Empress." After endless years passed, Ye Xuan stood at the top of the heavens, looking at the heavenly gods and demons. "How lonely to be invincible!"　　

"Manon's dream of becoming a bestselling author just took a sharp turn into a real-life thriller! One minute she's battling writer's block, the next, a mysterious, ornate bracelet gifts her with the power to write words that shimmer into reality. But this magic comes with a price: she's plunged into a dangerous mystery surrounding 'Over the Moon,' a stolen fantasy novel rumored to hold powerful secrets. At a glamorous costume party, a crucial chapter of 'Over the Moon' vanishes, and Manon finds herself kidnapped and left for dead. Waking up with cryptic messages and a pounding headache, she's determined to uncover the truth. But things get even more complicated when a masked blonde stranger keeps appearing, his intentions as unclear as his identity. And to make matters worse, she suspects her secret crush, the aloof Robin, might be connected to the theft. Now, high school isn't just about surviving pop quizzes – it's a race against time to recover the stolen chapter, decipher the cryptic messages, and figure out who she can trust. Can Manon master her newfound powers and unravel the mystery of 'Over the Moon' before her own story ends in tragedy? Or will her dream of becoming a writer become a deadly reality?"

Fourth book of my Desire Series. --- Callum Stride an author of many books but yet to upload any of them is an anti-social but social when needed, high schooler that goes through life, one step at a time. The only friend he has is his best friend Chelsea Martin who always gives him a headache. What Callum doesn’t know is that he’s caught the attention of one of the jocks at school who is silently stalking him. A love that starts online between the author of his favourite book Tales of Lore and Lies and himself. What happens when they find each other? Reviews and comments welcomed. Cover art by: the_nerd.artist On Scribblehub & Inkitt

The Best Actor made a grand display of affection on the night of the awards ceremony. He smiled and held up the diamond ring in his hand: "My proposal was successful tonight!" The entire internet was guessing who his fiancée was. Just then, a popular Pop Idol posted on Weibo: "I will always remember this day, the day our happiness began." The entire internet exclaimed: "I'm shipping this so hard!" "A talented man and a beautiful woman." The Pop Idol replied gently: "Thank you all for your blessings." I, however, was stunned. Wait, if she's the Best Actor's fiancée, then who am I?

Xie Heng traveled through parallel worlds, entered the show business circle and quickly became popular, becoming a top actor. When the fresh meat Xiaohua and the big stars who are keen to pack gorgeous characters are all committed to drawing a clear line from the Common people, Xie Heng, who is mixed in the circle, seems out of place because he is too real. Even attending a party can get a lot of hot searches because of it. #Grand Award Certificate, Xie Heng put melon seeds in his suit pocket, spent the whole night! #拍拍Xie Heng pouted backstage and smoked, because he was afraid that the rented suit was too expensive, and if a hole was burned, it would be a Xiali? #On the stage to accept the award, and the audience to feel the pulse of the actress? ... A set of operations made the audience laugh like crazy. 【He even gave Zhiling a handful of melon seeds, I cried to death! 】 [The main feature is a truth! As expected of an actor, he lived so transparently! 】 [Haha... who remembers hahaha... Brother Heng's scarf is named 'Northeast Native Specialty Purchasing Agent'! 】 [This brother is somewhat impatient about being a celebrity! 】

Welcome to The tortured writers. They are not as perfect as they seem.

In the world of Althera, destiny itself seemed to have chosen its main actors. The Heroes received the blessings of the gods, gaining powers that surpassed the limits of humanity. The Regressors returned from the future carrying memories of the world's coming destruction. The Reincarnators brought knowledge from their previous lives, creating miracles that should never have existed in that era. Even the Novel Readers who had been drawn into this world possessed knowledge of its secrets, its key figures, and the storyline that would determine the fate of the continent. Each of them had something that made them extraordinary. Something that gave them an advantage over everyone else. Yet there was one existence that possessed none of those things. His name was Alunaris. He was not a Hero chosen by the gods. Not a Regressor who knew the future. Not a Reincarnator carrying knowledge from another world. Nor was he a Novel Reader who knew the story of this world. Alunaris was the very first being ever born in Althera. Long before the gods created their kingdoms. Long before dragons ruled the skies. Even long before the concepts of magic and destiny were known to the world. While everyone else relied on blessings, systems, knowledge of the future, and hidden information, Alunaris possessed nothing but himself. However, there was one secret that no one knew. If the gods were the creators of the world... Then Alunaris was the witness who had watched that world come into existence. And as the countless individuals blessed by destiny began to fight for the future of Althera, they slowly came to realize a terrifying truth. The being they had considered the most ordinary of all... Was, in fact, the oldest existence, the greatest mystery, and perhaps the one closest to the very origin of the world itself.

THERE are tragic writers who live out in the world they are the Gods tv destined to die again and again tragically forever

Writer: "Hello, there." He said to you—reader. "Don't worry. This whole 4th wall-breaking thingy, won't be the main theme of this novel. I promise" he said winking. "And like your first time, it's gonna end real quick." He said holding his laughter. "Anyways, If you are looking for a novel: full of bad parodies, jokes that don't land quite right, and gore scenes that might make you question the author's sanity. And of course, without forgetting to mention, a bunch of Jojo-like characters, meaning: Hot, and beefy dudes—by the way, I'm one of them.—that will make you question your sexuality, I can assure you that. And all of it covered with cringe; and when I say cringe, I meant it, a lot of it. If you are looking for that, and somehow, wasn't locked up in an asylum yet. Oh, boy! Do I have a novel for you? Oh! I almost forget to say; so I'm gonna say it now, for some reason, the author of this "thing" decided to only introduce me—the main character—in the story later on. So it gonna take some time for your boy here, to show up. But don't worry, I will show up—inevitably, at some point, I think. And one more thing, my name is Writer and the author calls himself Author; so if it gets confusing in the future, blame that uncreative pile of garbage, not me."