artistic endeavors

Calleous Ambrosia Ciltara dearly loves and supports his elder brother, so much so that he decided to be his sword and shield and take a solemn vow to support and protect his brother and become a blood knight. A condition that the whole of Auraxia deems the most majestic position after a king’s but also the most dangerous, despite its grandness, that almost no one can do it. Damon Farris Briar is a crown prince who loves his family and his kingdom. He devoted himself to be the perfect prince in order to do what’s best for his kingdom’s glory. If he deems something dangerous to his kingdom, he will not hesitate to exterminate it, but if it would benefit the kingdom, he will get it no matter what. It was the fate or probably the goddess herself pulling some strings, that these two different individuals would meet. Because of the hidden danger that someone wanted to set up a war between kingdoms, Calleous and Damon had tacit cooperation and decided to team up to unmask the person behind it as well as prevent the war from happening. But as the two unravel more secrets and prevent more fomentations of the enemy, the more these two individuals become entangled in a different drive of unexpected desires and a rollercoaster set of emotions that are harder to fathom. The more they stick together, the more they realize that their deep love for what they once thought of as treasures is turning into a love and obsession for each other. Will they continue to be fixated on this uncontrollable passion or will they break this fieriness and do a forced redirection?

When Jasmine’s car collides with Antonio’s, she expects nothing more than an accident report and a headache. But from the moment he lays eyes on her, Antonio is captivated—her beauty, her presence, the quiet fire in her eyes. She’s been hurt before, and love is not something she’s searching for. All she wants is peace, warmth, and a place where she feels safe. But Antonio is not a man who walks away from what he wants. And from the moment he sees her, he knows—he wants her.

A boy named Ethan, Artistically brings a Girl from his Imaginary Art.. This will be a 12 Chapters serialise Novel.

My husband, Julian, was one of New York City's top conceptual artists. To find inspiration for his new series, "Vanishing Intimacy," he invited his new muse, Chloe, into our Brooklyn home. He swore it was purely professional and proposed a "performative separation." But when he hit a creative wall, he confessed that every touch they shared was reigniting his fading inspiration. "Elena, I promise, as soon as this series is finished, I'll let her go. My heart will always belong to you and Leo." In the end, I didn't see Chloe leave. Instead, Julian served me with divorce papers. He said this, too, was "part of his performance art." I didn't shed a tear or raise my voice. I simply signed the divorce papers and walked out with our son in my arms. Later, when I reappeared with a brand new identity, Julian grabbed my wrist, his eyes bloodshot, and demanded: "Elena, how dare you become my rival's muse!"

a girl who leave in a world that some special people are a musician. but in this world musician are call as Artistic Holder who has the power to fight with there instrumental. they existed in this world to protect and fight against Dealer holder who is a human that could transfer into a wolf.

A Labyrinth for Artistic Beat University (ALAB U) is the best school for performing arts in the Philippines known for its best teaching methods and practices for the aspiring artists. It is also known for producing the best performers worldwide. Annually, the students battle to become the Elite Five - the top five aces not only academically, but also in performing. The current Elite Five comprises John Paulo, Justin, Stellvester, Josh Cullen, and Felip Jhon for four years already. But the horror was just about to start on their last year at ALAB University as the Elite Five were forced to become experimental subjects. Along with the rest of the Elite Five, they battle to escape, eradicate, and eventually defeat the dark brink of the university called ALAB. See teaser video here: https://youtu.be/RMyqqwEwhzw

Day 1 — Smile and wave at him when he comes to the auditorium. Day 2 — Say hi or hello when you see him outside of rehearsal. No stuttering, Amelia Day 3 — Compliment something he’s wearing—and pretend it wasn’t rehearsed. Day 4 — Ask if he’s seen a popular movie or show. Day 5 — Ask him for a favor or borrow his pen. Day 6 — …What should Day 6 even be? Oh my god, I’m so nervous. This is crazy. I’m actually planning how to talk to Ezekiel. Yup, I must be insane. I shook my head. But who cares though? YOLO!! ******* Oh—hi there. That’s me. Professional overthinker. Amateur in everything else. Hehe. Sometimes I love taking stupid… uhm, risks. You know, for the plot, if you know what I mean. You’re probably wondering what all that “Day 1” stuff was about, right? Well… our paths crossed again. Well—mine and uhm, my artistic director’s… or should I say ours? No, that sounds weird because he isn’t yours and you’re not currently— ugh, Amelia, you’re going off course again! Sorry about that, I tend to wander off sometimes. ****** Where were we? Ah, yes. Our paths crossed again in my second year, during the second semester, while working on a performance course called THA208. After my first year in this big (and not-so-expensive) state school, he came to help my group out because my co-director asked him for help. He even cancelled his trip to another country… for us. So charming and uhm, cute and so— Amelia!!! Behave. Sorry, again. I promise to continue this… uhm, synopsis? Right, author?? Is that what it’s called? Am I even a theatre student?? [laughs] What am I even doing— ******* Back to our main subject. The man with the calm voice, terrifying authority during rehearsals, and that frustrating smile that makes my brain buffer. I forgot to mention—he’s a CEO. He practically owns a production company, a post-production house, and some creative agency or whatever. Blah blah blah. Yeah, he’s very… productive in his life. Ezekiel Green. That’s his name. And me? Well… I’ll hand that part to you, Miss Author. **************** Amelia Campbell is a second-year Theatre and Film Arts student at Valley View University. She’s the quiet girl in the rehearsal hall — the one who forgets her lines but never forgets how Ezekiel Green’s voice sounds when he says her name. Ezekiel is everything she’s not: confident, brilliant, and terrifyingly composed. He’s also her former induction director, a CEO of multiple creative companies, and the man she’s been secretly crushing on since freshman year. When he returns to campus to help her struggling group with a major performance project, Amelia’s world flips. What started as admiration becomes something deeper — something she’s not sure she’s ready for. Will she find the courage to step out of the wings and into the spotlight of her own story? Or will her feelings remain a silent monologue? Would their age difference come between them? ***************** Let’s find out as we go into Amelia’s story together. Grab your popcorn, because this ship is about to turn into a circus of crazy storms and unexpected rides. ***************** Additional Tags Mature (deals with adult themes and relationships) bittersweet slow burn art & passion university life Secretrelationship Emotional Unavailability Toxic/Unhealthy Relationship Dynamics self-growth deeply personal psychological realism

So this is the best I can do to solidify myself within the mortal lands. I could have been a man, any powerful beast, a bird, or even an ant. I could have immediately become a powerful mortal in this realm but instead...this happened. How can I possibly develop great power as...this, said Win Doh. Win Doh was a mighty cultivator who had long since transcended beyond his mortal bindings. He was an ethereal figure that could take any form by manipulating the quantum world around him, effectively concentrating energy into an entangled structure at will, of which he could as easily disperse. His favored manifestation was rather humanoid, as that is the form he'd become most familiar with during his 748,312 years as a mere human. He emanated a powerful aura that spanned thousands of light years in every direction, which represented his direct influence on the universe around him. At its source, this aura was so powerful that it gave Win Doh a translucent, glowing, white appearance to a mortal observer. Win Doh was an extradimensional being though, and his perceptual abilities far surpassed those of a mortal man. Every sense for him was synesthetic. He could directly perceive the longest and shortest of wavelengths, which included the likes of cosmic waves. He could pick up on the interwoven subtleties of the universe, experiencing how all was really one, and timeless for that matter. It would suffice to say that he was simply too complex to express the full extent of his being in a four dimensional existence. This however, was precisely what he had intended to do.

The story talks about the beginning and end of the universe and the reason for that. The story extends for billions of years and is a new type of story classification.

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?"