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Growing A Tree

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What is Growing A Tree

WebNovel で公開されている、MajesticCoward の作者が書いた Growing A Tree の小説を読んでください。The world literally collapsed in the spans of a few hours... The peace of the world quickly fell under one night, foods and water were no longer in abundance, survival at stake... tribes and groups we...

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The world literally collapsed in the spans of a few hours... The peace of the world quickly fell under one night, foods and water were no longer in abundance, survival at stake... tribes and groups were formed to help establishes back the civilization that were destroyed a few years ago. Humanity greatest gift is our ability to adapt... our ability to survive...

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Moonlight memories

Darius walked along the castle corridors, barefoot, it was very late into the night, the castle was silent, all the servants were very much asleep. He walked until he stopped at her door, he opened it gently , not wanting to wake her and crept inside her bedchamber. There he saw her, the reason for his restlessness and inability to fall asleep. She was sleeping soundly with the moon lighting up the room. He went closer to her and he couldn't help wanting to lie next to her which he did. He thought that lying next to her will help calm his wolf that has been very restless, he turned to his left side watching her as she slept. he still wasn't satisfied, he crept closer to her until he was now looming over her, before he knew it he's hand was brushing the strands of her hair off her face, she looked very beautiful to him. he sniffed her hair, and he couldn't help growling "mine". he placed a kiss on her forehead then her eyes, her cheeks and finally he hovered over her lips, his wolf singing in his head "mine, mine". finally he could kissed her on her lips, the first was a little peck and than he pried her lips open and kissed her with such verocity that only a hungry man could have, which waked the poor girl up, she gasped and he used that opportunity to insert his tongue inside, and my,he has never tasted such sweet delicay before, he continued his administrations with his hands trailing all over her legsto her bottom, he was driving her insane, she needs to snap out of it............ in the kingdom of silvervale, where humans and werewolves coexist, the moonlight holds a special kind of magic. The moon casts it's silvery light over the land, creating a magical atmosphere that seemed to whisper of secrets and untold stories. Rosaline, a young dormant half wolf, her true nature dormant beneath the surface, waiting to be awakened by the touch of her mate. she grew up in the shadow of her mother lady Eleanor's broken heart. her father had abandoned them both for his true mate , leaving them to fend for themselves. Darius, the narcissistic alpha king of silvervale, had sworn off finding his true mate after witnessing the tragic fate of his own parents. He believed that love only brought pain and loss and he was content ruling his kingdom with an iron fist. But fate had other plans for Rosaline and Darius, when they crossed paths under the light of the full moon, something stirred within that they couldn't ignore. despite their differences, they found solace in each other's company and slowly began to unravel the mysteries of their pasts.

Unique_A · ファンタジー
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10 Chs

The Walking Dead

"What would you like to be? A toad, serpent, bench, signet, papyrus, pot of Cauldron? Say." What kinda crazy list was she making? How crazy she was. She couldn't even make any soothing and pleasurable form. He would take those as a message from a cherub in hell. "A necklace!" "So be it." She touch his erection (the closest thing to her) and he turned immediately into a necklace. A necklace with a green blob. She wore it around her neck and slid it into the path between the two enormous boobs. That was all Vulcan had ever wanted. That moment should never pass away... * * * Vulcan was a horror poet when he was alive. On the day when Myclops, the village priest was to dedicate the cave to Medusa, Vulcan got drunk. And in his subconsciousness, he was caught up into his fantasy. There he was met by Poseidon, the god of the sea, before a sea of glass. He was welcomed into his fantasy. There he was to act all the things he had written in his poems. It aint as easy as whichever way you are looking at it. Remember he was a horror poet. Enjoy his fantasy with him. How he met Medusa, several nymphs and fairies and discovered the secret of the wierd priest. He would fight Poseidon, Leviathan and maybe God too, because he wrote all those in his poems. * * * DISCLAIMER TO ALL THE READERS. ESPECIALLY TO THOSE WHO THINK THEY KNOW ALL. {APOLOGY IF THAT WAS RUDE} FROM CHAPTER 2 - 50 PERHAPS, THE USE OF WORDS IS QUITE REMOTE AND COULD BE A LITTLE BIT ANNOYING SINCE THE WRITER MADE AN EXCESSIVE USAGE OF "THE THIRD PERSON OMNISCIENT NARRATIVE TECHNIQUE". THAT IS, THE WRITER EXCESSIVELY PLAYED ON THE THOUGHTS OF THE CHARACTERS BY REPEATING AND REPEATING AND REPEATING WHICH COULD PRETTILY BE ANNOYING. THEREFORE, TO SAVE YOURSELF OF THE STRESS, YOU CAN SIMPLY START READING THE BOOK FROM CHAPTER 60 OR SO. DO NOT BE BOTHERED. YOU WON'T MISS OUT ON MUCH. IT'S A BOOK OF STAGES OF FANTASY. PLUS THE BOOK WILL EXTEND TO 1K CHAPTERS. SO, NO READER SHOULD GO TO THE REVIEW SECTION AND START COMPLAINING ABOUT REPETITION OF THOUGHTS OF THE CHARACTERS BECAUSE IT HAS BEEN DISCUSSED HERE. DO NOT DIMINISH THE REPUTATION OF THIS BOOK. READING IS BY CHOICE. PLUS, THE WRITER MIGHT FIND TIME TO EDIT THE MENTIONED CHAPTERS AND HELP THE READERS TO UNDERSTAND WHAT HE WAS TRYING TO DO WITH THE EXCESSIVE PLAY ON WORDS. WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF AN ANCESTOR. TO BE FOREWARNED IS TO BE FOREARMED. THANKS FOR STOPPING BY.

Zuxian · ファンタジー
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234 Chs

Acknowledged By A Mafia Leader

She stood nervously opposite his brown delinquent eyes. His sturdy was crouching above her, his hands were put on both sides of the rail, giving her no space to move as her eyes locked with his. The more he leaned closer, the more her heart heaved violently. She nibbled at her lower lip, no matter how hard she tried to avoid him, he's always coming back. “Why do you keep chasing after me?” She asked quietly, struggling to sustain her composure. She seems to lose her breath at just his sight. Just as expected, he didn't say a word as his cold eyes persists to linger on her face, “Do you like me?” She further raised a question, neglecting the indifference on his countenance. This time, he tuts as he picked a strand of hair at her ear, twiddling at his fingertips. “Don't you think like is a big word, Tinkerbell?” He whispered, leaning close, so she could feel him. However, his eyes were still dim and empty, devoid of emotion. She discreetly gulped, not knowing what could be running through his head. “It's natural Snow White, it just occurred to me that you're the first female I acknowledged as a lady” *** She's the good girl. She's no different from a boring introvert, a reserved lady who spoke little. She didn't attain a mutual relationship with her family. Over time, she fell in love with a man who wasn't out of her league. But this man broke her and left her shattered, which made her hate herself. Just when she was picking up her broken self, Zachary Gonzalez walked into her life with his mysteries.

Ennywealth · 都市
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Lucas y yo el comienzo del apocalipsis

Un Mundo en Ruinas, Un Compañero Fiel Un sol abrasador golpeaba con fuerza sobre lo que alguna vez fue una ciudad vibrante. Ahora, solo quedaban ruinas humeantes, calles desoladas y un silencio sepulcral que era roto solo por el crujir de escombros bajo mis pies. Lucas, mi fiel compañero de cuatro patas, ronroneaba suavemente a mi lado, su pelaje blanco y negro contrastando con la grisácea desolación que nos rodeaba. Juntos, éramos los últimos sobrevivientes en este mundo apocalíptico. La pestilencia de la basura acumulada en las calles llenaba el aire de un hedor nauseabundo, un recordatorio constante de la tragedia que había devastado nuestro mundo. Un mes antes, la vida era diferente. Mi hogar, aunque humilde, era un refugio cálido y acogedor. Los aromas del desayuno llenaban la cocina cada mañana, mientras Lucas y yo compartíamos momentos de complicidad y alegría. Sin embargo, el destino nos golpeó con crueldad. La muerte de mis padres me dejó huérfano y solo en un mundo que se desmoronaba a mi alrededor. La enfermedad me acechaba, debilitando mi cuerpo y llenando mi alma de una profunda tristeza. La tos violenta y la sangre en mis manos eran un presagio de mi inevitable final. Sin embargo, Lucas estaba ahí, su presencia una fuente de consuelo y esperanza en medio de la oscuridad. Doce horas después de perder la conciencia, desperté desorientado. La luz tenue del sol que se filtraba a través de las ventanas polvorientas me hizo entrecerrar los ojos. Un silencio inquietante reinaba en el aire, roto solo por el suave ronroneo de Lucas a mi lado. Me levanté con dificultad, mi cuerpo adolorido y mi mente nublada. La falta de internet y televisión aumentó la sensación de aislamiento, como si el mundo exterior se hubiera desconectado por completo. Un escalofrío recorrió mi cuerpo cuando me dirigí a la puerta principal. Un presentimiento funesto me invadía. Abrí la puerta con cautela, y mis ojos se abrieron con horror ante la escena que se presentó ante mí.

DAN201_ppo · 都市
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