scorpio degrees

Seren Vale has been writing the filthiest and dirtiest poems about a woman she's too chickenshit to name, whenever she's done, she shoves them in a notebook she swore nobody would ever read. The kinda shit you scribble at 3 AM when your brain's fried and your hand's already between your thighs, you know, like that. Then she accidentally submits that notebook to the biggest literary prize in the country instead of her actual manuscript, and by the time she notices, the deadline's gone and her professor has already read every filthy word. Not just any professor though, it's THE Dr. Elise Chen. Who once looked Seren dead in the eye and said "close the door" in a voice so low her whole body just... went somewhere it shouldn't have, and her pulse still throbs thinking about it. So now she's sitting in this woman's seminar twice a week pretending she didn't write three pages about how her lips would feel dragging down her stomach, while she's supposed to be winning a prize that could literally change her life, but Dr. Chen keeps watching her with this "I read what you wrote and we're not discussing it" look, except those dark eyes keep dropping to her mouth and THAT is why Seren can't sleep anymore without her fingers between her legs. Then Julian shows up, you know the type, campus golden boy, stupid grin, he walks into her café holding Seren's favorite poet and says "this seat taken?" like it's nothing, which is weird, but she kinda likes it, because he's warm, easy and he wants her without making her work for it, which is honestly kinda addictive to say the least when the other person in your head won't even say your first name. Julian's got secrets though, the bad ones that could blow up everything she's building, and he knows it, but he's choosing to stand in the shitstorm anyway, which is sorta sexy, maybe? The real problem is Seren's spent twenty-one years convincing herself she doesn't get to want like this. Definitely not women, which is a lie. And now she's got two people who aren't backing off, and she's just... running out of excuses.

Namaku Kevin, aku gak suka hal-hal yang terlalu dramatis sama seperti aku gak suka makanan hewan laut, aku gak suka komik, aku gak suka nonton konser dan masih banyak yang lainnya. Tapi tenang, aku selalu punya alasan untuk setiap hal yang gak aku suka. Nanti kapan-kapan aku ceritain.

Scorpio the Scorpion I don't know why I named this, maybe I didn't find a better one. This story is based on Haider, a boy, a lion, a beast, and a hero of this story. As his life moves on, he faces many difficult situations. Which makes him unknown to the world. Mostly Haider's life was spent in danger. He spent seven years in the dark tunnel. Where his time gives him strength. His power and his strength were illegally used in killing in deadly fight battles. Where he was captive for many years. There he finds his family member. After several years he finds a person who makes him human. Who teaches him what is life and how to live life in this world? For more updates, you have to read the story. Thank you Note: * Ignore dates * Ignore Grammar * Ignore mistakes

If you love a classic mystery that includes Vintage manors and antique objects then perhaps you'd consider laying your eyes on the name-Vanilla Scorpio. Not just any name. She's Vanilla Scorpio. She loves crows and belladonna. Be safe with that drink in your hands. Who knows what is in there? It is a piece of pure fiction. It's not related to history. #anna_theblackrose

When everything else turns upside down, would you survive?

My body temperature has already reached forty degrees, but I dare not stop. The snow was falling thick and fast, covering the border of our tribe's territory. I moved forward step by step in the knee-deep snow barefoot, my fingers purple from the cold, but there was only one thought in my mind. Find the necklace. That was the task given to me by Alpha Damon Ashford. He said it was an age-old token passed down through generations, a symbol of his identity as Alpha, engraved with ancient runes that only Alpha bloodline could interpret. He said he had carelessly left it while patrolling the border of his territory, and if it were picked up by people from other tribes, it could threaten the safety of our entire tribe. As he said these words, his amber eyes looked at me seriously, and his voice was deep and gentle. His hand gently stroked my forehead, and he frowned when he felt my heat, but still said in that tone I couldn't refuse: "Elara, you know this territory best. Help me find it, will you? I only have you." I don't know exactly how long I had been searching in the snow, and by the time I finally felt the cold metal chain among the deadwood, my knees were so weak that I could hardly stand. I held it in the palm of my hand, and the chill felt like it was going to freeze my bones. But I still laughed because I found what he needed, I found it. As I dragged myself back to the main house of the tribe, my body was burning like a fire.

It's a story deal with it, what do you expect from me just read and find out. But anyway it's about Scorpio and how she became Zodiac. To be clear this came from Tale of 9 Zodiacs by yours truly. Any way all credit goes to my friend and I'll be posting more stories about the Zodiacs life.

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?"

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"