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This is the story of Canneom Stike, a 19-year-old girl who studied science in her city's high school.

Since she was a child, she had dreams about strange beings with features that resemble human beings, diverse and strange. She did not know what meaning they could have, but each night she was tormented by those bizarre figures

Original History

[No Authorization Copy, or publication in other pages, FanFics, far from it]

Creation date: November 17- 2018

Science fiction

Note:

This is work of fiction. Names, characters, business, places, events, and incident are either the product of authors imagination are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual person, living or dead or actual events is purely coincidental.

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*"*

She was a normal person
With a normal life
And normal personality.
She is cold
Like an ice made out of crystal.
She was a simple girl
That needed to be healed
From heartbreak
And from falling in her own darkness.
She is Allea Amor Celistine
And she has the magic
To protect or to destroy us all.

Read her story
Let us all witness and find out who she really was.

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Story title: 
Elementasy High: School of Magic

language: TagLish (Tagalog/English)

© Copyright 2018

Date started: 01/08/2019 ✔
Date finished: ✖

JheCoSa

Join Allea Amor Celestine to her journey of finding out who she really was.

A novel not just written by the author's fictitious mind but experienced the game itself. Confused feelings, mixed emotions and temptations. A story not just to entertain, inspire, share and gain popularity but to remember the tragic events until the author will lose memories about the game.

24 students and players
12 boys and 12 girls
From 12 different schools

A game with three levels, different stages and distinctive game categories
A goal to be the triumphant and claim the tri-prize...
But only one victor

Not your ordinary survival game

***

Date Written: April 24-25, 2016 - May 26, 2016 
Date Edited: May 27, 2016 - May 28, 2016

Genres: Adventure, Fantasy, Mystery, Thriller
Sub-genres: Action, Humor, Science Fiction, Teen Fiction

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Triumphant Game Copyright © 2016 by Otanteiku オタンテイク

All Rights Reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any form without prior permission of the author.

A novel not just written by the author's fictitious mind but experienced the game itself. Confused feelings, mixed emotions and temptations. A story not just to entertain, inspire, share and gain popularity but to remember the tragic events until the author will lose memories about the game.

24 students and players
12 boys and 12 girls
From 12 different schools

A game with three levels, different stages and distinctive game categories
A goal to be the triumphant and claim the tri-prize...
But only one victor

Not your ordinary survival game

"THIS is wonderful. Sino ba ang mag-aakala na may ganito palang talento si Salima? Her picture are nice. Pero mas natuwa ako sa kwento niya. Pwedeng gawing children's book," sabi ni Amira nang ipakita niya dito ang mga pictures na kuha ni Salima. Dumating ang babae kasama ang nobyong si Chef Aklay at ang inang si Himaya para sa pagdiriwang ng pagsisimula ng pagtatanim ng palay.
Dapat ay sekreto kwento ni Salima pero nahuli sila nitong nagpa-practice ng storytelling ni Kimea kaya napilitan silang ipagtapat dito ang totoo. Binigyan sila ni Amira ng pointers kung paano ii-improve ng pamangkin nito ang storytelling. Bukas na ng gabi ang pagtatanghal kaya naman excited siya para kay Salima.
"Kung may koneksyon ka sa publication sa Manila, pwede siguro nating subukan na ipasa sa kanila," sabi ni Sunny.
"I can handle it. May shares ako sa Hearts Publication. Mattheu Segundo is not just a publisher but also a friend. I am sure he can do something about it," sabi ng babae at kinindatan siya. "Bakit di na lang siya ang nag-present?"
"Nahihiya daw siya. Baka daw laitin lang siya. Wala siyang tiwala sa sarili niya."
Tipid na ngumiti si Amira. "Huwag kang mag-alala. Tutulungan ko siya para ma-encourage pang ilabas ang talento niya. So, how about you and Hero?"
"Ano ang tungkol sa amin?" tanong niya.
"Magde-date na daw kayo?"
Nanlaki ang mga mata niya. "Paano mo nalaman?"
"Sinabi niya sa akin kanina."
Sinapo niya ang pisngi. "B-Bakit niya sinabi sa iyo? Nakakahiya!"
"Not to have issues or anything. Siyempre kinuha kita sa trabaho. Baka daw isipin ko na unprofessional kayo. Hindi mo lang natulungan si Salima na ilabas ang talento niya. Pati ang pinsan kong matagal nang nagluluksa, makikipag-date na sa iyo ngayon. You are sunshine, my dear. Salamat," sabi nito at niyakap siya.
"Hindi. Si Hero ang nag-inspire sa akin na ituloy ang photography. Naniwala siya sa kakayanan ko."
"Maybe you are really meant to be together."
Nagkibit-balikat si Sunny. "Let's see. I don't want to rush things. Nagsisimula pa lang kaming kilalaning mabuti ang isa't isa." Saka siya humagikgik nang di mapigilan ang kilig. "Sorry. Excited lang."
Tinapik nito ang balikat niya. "I know the feeling. I know that giddy feeling. Kaya dapat matapos na ninyo ang project na ito para makapag-date na kayo. Pero kumain muna tayo. Di pa ba tapos magluto si Francois? Gutom na ako."
Nagyaya si Amira na puntahan na nila sa kabilang kubo ang nobyo nito na kasama si Hero. Paglabas nila ay naroon si Sikandro na galit na galit at pinipigilan ng asawa nitong si Salima. "Ito ba? Ito ba ang nagturo na mag-hiraya na magaling ka?" tanong agad nito at dinuro siya. "Sa kanya ba ang camera na ito?"
Nahigit ni Sunny ang hininga nang makitang hawak ni Sikandro ang camera niya. Natuklasan na nito ang sekreto nila ni Salima at mukhang hindi ito masaya.
"Anong maipaglilingkod namin, Sikandro?" mahinahong tanong ni Amira.
"W-Wala," kaila ni Salima at pilit hinatak ang braso ng asawa. "Sikandro, umuwi na lang tayo. Nakakahiya sa kanila."
"Nakakahiya? Mas nakakahiya ang isang asawa na mas inuuna ang kalokohan na pagkuha ng larawan at pagsusulat ng walang katuturang kwento kaysa asikasuhin ang gawaing-bahay at ang asawa niya," angil ni Sikandro ay Salima. "Kalimutan mo na ang pagsusulat ng kwento at ang pagkuha ng mga larawan. May asawa ka na. Hindi mo na dapat iniisip iyon kundi kami ng magiging anak mo. Akala mo ba hindi ko malalaman?"
"Ano ba ang masama kung marunong gumawa ng kwento si Salima at pwede din siyang maging photographer? Dapat nga matuwa ka," depensa ni Sunny.
"Asawa ko na siya. Iyon lang dapat ang mahalaga sa kanya," kontra naman ni Sikandro.
"Asawa mo lang siya. Hindi mo siya pag-aari. May sarili rin siyang pagkatao," gigil na sabi ni Sunny dito. Sawang-sawa na siyang marinig na kailangang umikot na ang buong buhay ng isang babae sa asawa nito at kalilimutan na ang sarili niya.
"Bakit kayo nagsisigawan? Di ba pwedeng pag-usapan nang maayos iyan?" tanong ni Francois na biglang napasugod. Kasunod nito si Hero na bakas ang pag-aalala.
"Ang problema ay hindi ninyo kayang kontrolin ang bayan. At gusto nila na igaya sa kanila ang asawa ko. Ayoko nang mangarap siya ng mga bagay na imposible. Hindi na siya dalaga. May pamilya na siyang dapat alalahanin. Wala na siyang oras para sa mga walang katuturang bagay gaya nito," tungayaw ni Sikandro at ibinato sa paanan niya ang camera.
Nahigit niya ang hininga nang mawasak iyon. Naluluha na lang na lumuhod si Sunny at di alam kung paano dadamputin ang nagkahiwa-hiwalay na piraso ng camera. It was her first digital camera. Iyon ang pinag-ipunan niya mula sa baon niya noong high school. It was like her partner in crime. It was supposed to be her escape from the world until it became world. Marami siyang alaala sa camera na iyon. At sigurado siya na marami din magagandang alaala doon si Salima.
 "Sikandro, tama na ang panggugulo mo. Umalis na tayo dito. Nanira ka pa ng gamit. Gusto mo bang maparusahan ka? Tama na," pakiusap ni Salima sa asawa.
"Ayoko nang makikipag-usap ka pa sa kanila. Di sila magandang impluwensiya sa iyo. Di lang iyan ang mangyayari kapag nakipag-ugnayan ka pa sa kanila," babala ni Sikandro at isang matalim na tingin ang ibinigay sa kanila bago pumayag magpahatak kay Salima palayo. Isang malungkot na tinging humihingi ng paumanhin ang ibiniga ng babae sa kanya habang palayo.
"Sira ulo talagang Sikandro iyon," sabi ni Amira. "Matagal ko na dapat sinapak ang isang iyon. Nakakagigil talaga!"
"Di ba ex mo iyon?" pabiro pang tanong ni Chef Aklay.
"Di ko siya ex or anything," nakaismid na kontra ni Amira.
"Are you okay?" tanong ni Hero at umuklo sa harap niya. "I am afraid we can't fix your camera anymore. Palitan na lang natin."
"Hindi naman camera ko ang inaalala ko kundi si Salima," sabi ni Sunny. "Paano kung saktan siya ni Sikandro? Buntis pa siya."
"Mayabang lang si Sikandro pero di niya sasaktan ang ina ng anak niya. Mahigpit ang parusa sa mga nananakit ng babae dito," sabi naman ni Amira. "Pero paano ang palabas bukas ng kwento ni Salima?"
"Ituloy ninyo," sabi ni Hero at ginagap ang kamay niya. "Ipakita mo sa kanilang lahat na di dahil may asawa na ang isang babae ay pag-aari na siya ng asawa niya. She must have her own identity. Oras na para makita ng mga Lambayan ang talento niya, hindi ba?"
Nawala ang agam-agam ni Sunny ngayong kakampi niya ang binata. "Salamat, Hero. Malaking bagay ito di lang para kay Salima kundi para sa akin din."
Ngumiti ang lalaki. "Yes, you are sort of her mentor. Don't worry. Everything will be okay."


Sinong mag-aakala na ang isang guwapong lalaki na may sunong na isang kaing na carrots ang magpapayanig sa buong internet world?
Now everyone wants a piece of the mysterious guy. Who is Carrot Man? What are you willing to do to get him?

Excerpt:
Si Madison: ang reporter na minsan nang tinulungan ni Carrot Man at nakabihag sa puso niya. Malaking boost sa career niya kung mai-interview niya ang lalaki.
Si Sunny: she considers Carrot Man as her shining star. Siya din ang dahilan kung bakit kumalat ang picture ni Carrot Man sa internet. Feeling niya ay destiny sila. Siya ang naka-discover dito kaya dapat ay kanya lang si Carrot Man.
Si Beliza: ang bestfriend na matagal nang may gusto kay Carrot Man. Makakatulong kaya kung sasabihin niya sa lahat na siya ang girlfriend ng lalaki?
Si Paloma: ang babaeng minsan nang minahal ni Carrot Man pero nang malapit nang matupad ang pangarap ng babae ay iniwan niya ito. 

Samahan ninyo ako sa kabundukan ng Cordillera at hanapin natin si Carrot Man.  

I Remember the Boy: Carrot Man
Finding Carrot Man 1: You're My Shining Star 
Finding Carrot Man 2: He's the One 
Finding Carrot Man 3: Mine From The Start
Finding Carrot Man 4: Forever Means By Your Side

It was almost 10 o'clock. As soon as Lu Jia'er returned home, Amy came out to greet her. 
Over time Lu Jia'er felt that it was really wonderful to have Amy, every time she experienced similiar situations. Amy had added a new warmth to the home. Just as the slogan goes, it is not dark when you get home anymore, he or she is waiting for you.
"Did Su Han go out?" Lu Jia'er asked Amy when she saw that Su Han's room was not lit. 
"Yes, she says that this beauty has a date!" Amy replied.
"This beauty has a date!" Lu Jia'er's eyes became meaningful.
"Professor Lu, have you just had a date?" Amy blinked at Lu Jia'er and asked.
"No, I have freed the pigeon for someone today!" Lu Jia'er smiled.
"Free the pigeon? It's so romantic!" Amy couldn't help but praise.
Although AI is very powerful, it does not have a human mindset. There will be inevitably some bugs in the phrases it uses. 
Lu Jia'er reached out and touched Amy, as she said with a smile, "Go prepare water for my bath!"
"Yes, ma'am!" Amy turned round and ran toward the bathroom.
After a comfortable bath, Lu Jia'er dried her hair with a blow dryer and came out in a bathrobe  just as Su Han came back. Lu Jia'er could tell from her expression that the date this evening was not very pleasant even without listening to her inner voice.
"Amy, give me a glass of ice water!" Su Han yelled instantly as she put down her bag.
Amy immediately went to the kitchen to pour ice water for Su Han. "Who was it that made you so resentful after a date!" Lu Jia'er glanced at her and said. 
"I am more than resentful. I want to kill someone!" Su Han gnashed her teeth and said.
Amy, holding a glass of water, walked over and said to Su Han, "Killing! Killing people is illegal!"
"Amy is right. Killing people is illegal!" Lu Jia'er smiled and said.
Su Han pouted, then took the glass of ice water in the hands of Amy, and gulped down more than half the amount of ice water. 
"Have you been sexually harassed?" asked Lu Jia'er.
"Yes, she almost got her way!" Su Han put down the glass and gnashed her teeth again. 
"Got her way? This is not good!" Amy said as it blinked at Su Han.
"A woman?" Lu Jia'er asked.
Anyway, she had no secrets in front of Lu Jia'er. Su Han could only nod in despair, "I thought of her as my friend, but she wanted to screw me!"
"You should have called the police!" said Lu Jia'er.
"Given that she used to help me in publication and publicity, I will let her get away with it for the time being!" Su Han said reluctantly.
"Amy says that you have a date. I thought you were dating a man!" Lu Jia'er said.
"There is no man I can date! By the way, you said that Jason has a good impression on me, but is there a bug!" Su Han picked on Lu Jia'er about the issue. 
"Not very likely. But he has been very busy recently!" Lu Jia'er understated.
Su Han pouted sadly, and then acted like a spoiled child to Amy, "Amy, I need comfort. I need a hug!"
Amy blinked for a few times, and then it went before Su Han. "Giving you a hug of love!"
After the hug, Su Han let go of Amy and tried to get a hug from Lu Jia'er. Unfortunately, she was rejected by Lu Jia'er, who had an obsession with cleanliness. "Go take a bath first!"
Su Han saw this, she could only continue holding Amy next to her as she complained to Lu Jia'er, "What a cold-blooded soul!"


This is a therapeutic romance novel that mixes psychology and science fiction.

Lu Jia'er is a professor in psychology who is able to read the minds of anyone in the world. One day, she meets a special man, a legendary genius in the IT world rumored to be ugly—Jin Xiangdong.

In fact, he's not ugly, and it's love at first sight for Lu Jia'er. This is compounded by the fact that she can't read his mind. To figure out what's so "special" about him, Lu Jia'er accepts his invitation to join an artificial intelligence research team. In her spare time, she would pursue him.

She: "Can I chase after you?"
He considers for a few seconds. "It wouldn't be easy!"
She: "That's what I call a challenge!"
He gives her a friendly reminder. "Time is precious. Don't waste it."

Turns out that he was right. Not only is he difficult to chase, but he is also mysterious.

When the secrets slowly unravel, what kind of ending could it be?

The girl blew out a sigh and leaned back in her chair, running a hand through her long dark hair and grimacing when it got snagged by the already-tangled curls. She had eyes that were large and round and endlessly dark, thoroughly fixated on the column she was working on her computer.
The column was for their school's publication that the girl had a good reputation working as a sportswriter. She had always loved sports, next to science of course which was her first love.
"You got that article done?" Her attention was called by the gravelly voice of their lead editor, Alejandro Madrid, a senior like her and who earned the lead position not because he was the best pick—but because he's only second to the girl who was handling the sports column—the later refused to take it and he was the next pick.
He was totally aware of that and he respectfully accepts defeat against the girl. She was just the best and everyone in this school knows that. Her super pretty face was just equally balanced with how smart she was, and the inheritance she had gotten from her deceased parents. Aviona Leigh was just simply everyone's dream and at the same time their own nightmare.
"A minute," She shove a finger in the air, dismissing his attempt to pressure her, if such pressure even works. Just as she promised, after a minute she spun around her chair to face him and handed him her work.
"Good," Alejandro accepted the paper, looking down at the girl's dark eyes that always mesmerized him. Her attraction for the girl was made known when during their freshmen years, where his mad love was untamable, he foolishly hired a famous band to woo her and sent her hundreds of red roses at school, only to be rejected at once.
He felt like a total fool by then, but many followed his footsteps, only to come up with the same end—get rejected by the goddess of beauty, Aviona Leigh. The girl had high standards obviously and she simply would just not pick anyone below her league and that made Martin Chan right for her. Martin was just so rich and as gorgeous and as popular as she does.
Whether Aviona picked him as a trophy boyfriend or not, Martin certainly doesn't care, because just like Aviona, all he cared for was to satisfy his ego. Being the son of an acclaimed actor and the probably one of the richest men this country, Martin's future and fortune was secure. He was one of those babies that were born with a silver spoon on their mouth, and one of those who don't need to work there asses out just to get what they want. Martin was XU university's star player in basketball and that title gave him the right to date the most sought-after beauty in XU University, none other than Aviona Leigh.
"Alright, I'm outta here," Aviona said and stood from her chair, turn to grab her designer bag that everyone was talking about and head for the door, only to be blocked by Alejandro who was shaking his head.
"We still have a meeting a Aviona, Didn't you read the announcement or perhaps received the text I sent out to everyone in the club," Alejandro asked her, his arms was spread over the door.
"You do not boss me around Alejandro," Aviona said with arching brow, "We all know you only got the lead's position because I refused it and the only reason why I stay in the publication team is because I don't trust other students writing the sports column, God knows how the other members of this team writes garbage."
The other members of the publication team who were present only bowed their heads. They dare not defend themselves against Aviona Leigh because everyone know that was a foolish thing to do. Aviona Leigh can simply break and make you and so going against her was like, sending yourself straight to hell. In this school, Aviona Leigh is and will always be the queen, the mean queen.
"Martin plays in the basketball team and I don't want anyone writing complacent articles about him," She added with a ting disgust for the other members of the club. For Aviona, all of them were idiots and simply untalented to write.
"But—"
"No buts, just go out of my way," She cut him off and attempted to dismiss him. "If you're going to force me to stay, then perhaps I'll shall call on the school board and ask them to replace you. Let's see how your school ranking go down because of your lack of extra-curricular activities"
With her words, Alejandro was powerless. He knew how serious Aviona was with all her treats and she had gotten eight students expelled already in a span of six months—that's how influential she was at school.
"Aviona!" Someone came to get her attention. It was one of her minions, and also her teammate in their thesis, "Oh God I've been looking for you anywhere,"
"Margo, I told you my schedule for the day," She hollered at the girl's face, "If you can't memorize it then perhaps, I'll just kick you out of the team, you annoy me to the full,"
The brightness on the girl's face flared away in an instant. She had gone trough hell just to be a part of Aviona's circle and yet, Aviona had threatened her to be stripped away without justification—that easy.
"I'm sorry," Margo, Aviona's minion replied timidly, "I look for you because I have some news,"
"Don't tell me it's bad news?" Aviona warned and when she saw that's the girl's expression faltered, she added, "God! I'm not up for negative energies now. Anyway, what is it?"
"Professor Dusk commented on the research the seniors submitted last week and he mentioned that our thesis was somewhat the same with one of the intern's thesis," The girl reported and Aviona gasped with annoyance over the news.
"How dare? Who's that intern he was talking about?" She demanded right away.


Warning: Amazingly, absurdly and deliriously funny chaps ahead. Read and laugh at your own risk.

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"You are one of my many dreams, and the only dream I wish I should have chased desperately" 

Darryl Lemmuel was an aspiring engineer. There was only one word to describe him—exceptional.

He was the only male heir of the Lagdameo clan and the future of L Empire. Apart from that, he was rumored to be financially independent at the age of eight, tricked the present president of L empire—his father— into agreeing with his terms and left home at the age of sixteen to live on his own. He broke all the socialite’s rule to have a good taste of adventure! 

Xhemin Lae Dugmoch was a struggling botanist.

Enrolled in an A-list school, she knew nothing but books, experiments and strawberries. As the granddaughter of a retired famous doctor, Xhemin was very keen in keeping her profile low as per her granddad's wishes. Nobody in the elite community knew that she existed and that her grandfather’s corporation— Feather HealthCare had an heir.

One witty heir and one crazy strawberry girl; their predicament started when their life got tangled up against each other in a conference.

HE suddenly became her target prey.

And SHE was a little trouble not worthy of his attention.

The trouble he soon learned to want— so desperately and dearly wanted.

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After a long hiatus, daily updates resumes today (Feb 24, 2019 EST)

Chapter release: 14 Chapters a week 
Regular Updates will be release at 4AM and 4PM EST. 
Bonus Chapters will be marked as bonus


Note: The author publishes raw chapters daily. Editors are still backtracking the unedited parts.

Cover picture is from www.pinterest.ph

In the box were books—or rather, neatly stacked magazines.
On the cover of each of these magazines was a bright yellow border with a laurel leaf pattern. All were well-kept, and arranged in the order of their published date.
Without looking, Li Du already knew the title of the publication: "National Geographic," the most well-known and widely circulated magazine in the US and around the entire world.
The box that the little bug had flown into had magazines from 2000. There were titles like "Stunning Rare Footage Reveals Elusive Snow Leopards," and "Discover Europe's Far-Flung Island Paradise."
Beyond these magazines, there was also magazines from other years: 2001, 2002, 2003. A portion of them were from 2004.
Li Du's gaze lingered on these magazines. National Geographic was a series of quality magazines. It had rich content and impactful information. Li Du had been reading it lately as he had found that such magazines could broaden one's horizons.
The magazines that he had been reading were all from various years, as they had been retrieved from the storage units. They were worthless, and so he had kept them for his own reading.
These magazines were different from those that he had previously found; their value would be greater because they were arranged in order. There would be people who wanted to collect them.
Li Du retrieved the little bug; there was no sign of the young man who had stolen the basketball. He was going to have the little bug leave.
The little bug, however, hovered in the air. It then found many more cardboard boxes which had been wrapped up tightly.
Thinking of the magazines he had seen earlier, his heart fluttered. So he got the little bug to fly into the other boxes for a look.
They were still National Geographic magazines with covers depicting the same yellow border with the laurel leaf pattern and arranged in order of issue number. Those in the box were magazines from these five years: 1995, 1996, 1997, 1998 and 1999.
Not one issue short!
The other boxes were also National Geographic—all the boxes were. Counting from the recent years, there were more than 20 boxes, covering more than a century's worth of history!
As the little bug flew in and out of these boxes, Li Du felt as though he were watching a documentary on history. He had found magazines from the last century: 1980s, 1960s, 1950s, 1940s, 1930s . . .
Lastly, he found a small booklet which had been wrapped with cling film. It was different from those magazines with yellow borders on their covers. This book had a pink cover with a number on its top right corner: 1888.10.
Li Du, who was familiar with National Geographic, was shocked to see this thin booklet. If he recalled correctly, this was the serial number of the first National Geographic publication!
The little bug flew inside the cover. There was faint traces of autographs signed by fountain pens. A row of names were on it: John Wesley Powell, Adolphus W. Greely . . .
Li Du was not familiar with these names—most people from modern times would not be familiar with these names. Only after searching for these names online with his phone did he realize how famous they had been during their time!
John Wesley Powell had taken the lead in the exploration of the Grand Canyon. He was, at that time, a famous explorer of wetlands and water sources. Adolphus W. Greely was the first person to perform polar exploration; he was also known as the "Ice and Snow Warrior."
These men had another identity: the founders of the National Geographic magazine and the earliest members of the Cosmos Club.
The first article in this pink booklet was titled "The Classification of Geographic Forms by Genesis" and was signed by W.J. McGee.
These magazines were much different; there was not a single photograph in them. They were filled mostly with words and figures, with the simple layout but serious analysis.
For more than a decade after it was first published, National Geographic did not have any pictures. Because of the academics within the articles, the inclusion of photographs was deemed as shallow.
This was up until 1905. Then, the publication's CEO Grosvenor had, at the risk of being fired from his job, inserted 11 photographs taken by a Russian explorer of Lhasa in Tibet.
In the same box as the inaugural issue, Li Du found this exact issue—the photograph of Lhasa in it was in black and white.
Scanning through these magazines, Li Du took in a deep breath.
He retrieved the little bug, and then as he stared at this storage unit, he felt exhilarated.
Honestly, he would like to have these magazines. They were simply too precious. That was, however, not why he wanted to have them. If he could get his hands on them, he wouldn't sell them away.
National Geographic might have been referred to as a magazine, but it could actually be thought of as an encyclopedia of sorts. The full set of the publication encompassed a whole century's worth of the best adventurers', scientists' and photographers' hearts, sweat and tears.
This set of magazines was more than just a showcase of sights and sounds. It also covered the ordinary folks, the planet's creatures from the depths of the sea to the tallest mountains, as well spoke about the vast universe. To people with a passion for nature and life, it was like the work of God!
This was especially true for the inaugural issue; only 200 copies had been printed in October 1888 and none had been put on sale. After all the key personnel had signed them, they were ceremoniously sent out to those who had supported them in their work.
More than 120 years later, this inaugural issue had become a rarity. When Li Du had searched about it on the Internet, only the Cosmos Club in Washington had retained its two copies.
One copy had once appeared on the Internet; it was put up for auction on eBay. It had sold for 400,000 US dollars.
Eventually, it was found to be a reproduction instead of an original.
Even so, it still sold for 50,000 dollars in the end. Reproductions of the inaugural issue were also rarely seen.
Li Du had no idea who these magazines belonged to but he could tell that the owner did not value them.
These boxes had been placed in the storage unit haphazardly. They were full of dust; some of the boxes had even been chewed on by vermins and bugs. Due to the humidity and weight impact, signs of damage had started to appear on some of the magazines.
He thought about it, and deduced that the owner probably did not know the value of the magazines. He could maybe find a way to buy them over. 
Seeing that he stood still, Hans asked, "What's wrong with you? Getting sick?"
He flashed his middle finger at him."F*ck you, you're the sick one. Come, let's continue searching for that *sshole. He must be in one of these houses."
Ah Ow walked along the path. When she passed a garden, she sniffed and then howled excitedly.
Li Du released the little bug to let it fly into the house attached to the garden. It was empty but when the little bug flew out, he saw someone hiding in the kennel of the garden…


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

When the news about the Shangguan Family's 'misfortune' came out, the nation was shocked. 

The saint Shangguan Re Dong actually had such dealings behind everyone's back!

There were many speculations as to who the Shangguan Family had offended yet there were no solid leads.

Some people thought that it might have been a revenge exacted by someone the Shangguan Family double crossed before. 

Based on the cruel nature of the torture, some people even deduced that it might be the mobsters. 

There was a rumor that the Shangguan Family was affiliated with the mobsters. 

There was also a rumor that the Young Master Shangguan had touched a woman of the leader of the mobsters. 

Whatever the truth was, the public sentiment was the same. The Shangguan Family deserved whatever that was dealt to them. 

...

A week passed by quickly and yet the old news about the Shangguan Family was still at the front page of every major news publication. 

In fact, the latest news was of Shangguan Re Dong's resignation followed by the condition of his son.

Kai Xin smiled as she placed the newspaper she was reading back down on the stand. 

Usually, this kind of news would considered old news after a while. 

For it to remain at the front page, no doubt there was force behind it...namely, Du XiAn.  

She picked up one of the magazines at the newsstand. 

The news about the Shangguan Family might be dead now but the gossip about DX's true nature was starting. 

When she saw the headlines, she chuckled. 

"President Du x Unknown Man", "President Du loves a man?", "Who is the mysterious K who took the heart of Du XiAn?"

She winced when she read the front page cover of the largest international magazine in the world, "President Du? Is he finally out of the closet?"

When she went into office last Monday, everyone kept peeking at President Du and she heard their not so innocent comments about his dalliance with the mysterious K and possibly, Han Ye. 

Han Ye had tried to defend himself but no one paid any attention to him. 

Kai Xin tried to apologize but the man merely sighed and mumbled something about never taking any leave ever again. 

Kai Xin was unable to have a proper conversation with DX because of the numerous interviews and board meetings that he had to attend as a result of their indiscretion.

He had told her to let it be and he would deal with everything. 

When she wanted to come clean, he told her not to with the excuse, "At least, we can openly go out on a date without any other repercussions." 

DX had wanted to meet with her friends. Apparently, Han Ye had mentioned something about a double date and DX thought that it would be a great idea. 

Since he had an early morning meeting, she had agreed to wait for him here. It was the best location for all four of them.

She checked out her reflection in a storefront window and sighed as she adjusted her wig. 

The big guy's big idea of a date was to make her cross-dressed. 

Just as she was flipping through the magazine, she felt a cold chill that caused her to drop the magazine. 

The chill was like a cold that slowly crept up her body and with it came a thousand tiny legs.

It was something that she was familiar with. 

A feeling like someone was staring at her with a nefarious intent. As if he or she undressing her with their eyes.  

Slowly, she turned around but she did not see anyone suspicious.

"Could I be wrong?" she thought. After all, it had been more than 10 years since she last saw him. 

Every now and then, whenever she thought she caught a glimpse of him, it always ended up as a figment of her imagination. 

Feeling uncomfortable, she quickly gave Jane a call, "Hey, are you reaching soon?" 

"Almost! The traffic is bad!" Jane heard Kai Xin's voice and even though it was barely there, she heard the little crack in her voice, "Is everything alright?" 

"Yeah, everything's fine." 

Jane did not trust Kai Xin when the latter said that everything was fine. 

"Shaoyun should be there by now. Give him a call if you need any help." 

"Alright. Drive safely" 

She hung up the phone. 

Just as she was about to dial Mo Shaoyun, from the corner of her eyes, she thought she saw a white haired man staring at her from across the road. 

Looking up, she can only see a white tuft of hair. 

His face was down so she was unable to have a clear view of his face.

Glancing down at the magazines rack, she whispered to reassure herself, "N-no, impossible. It can't be him. Ghost did not say anything about him being back!" 

But when she looked up at him again, he was staring right at her. As their eyes met, she felt as if he was becoming taller and bigger. 

An enormous weight was pressing down on her as sweat broke through her pores. 

She saw his lips moved. He was saying something. 

He smiled at her. 

It was the same smile that she saw in her nightmares. 

At the moment, she felt as if she was 14 years old again, and that she was at his mercy. 

She tried to walk away but her legs refused to move. 

When she tried to call for help, her throat felt parched. Even though it hurt her throat, she tried to call out in a raspy voice,"S-someone…"

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Note from Author : 

How often have you made a negative opinion about someone based on first impression? I hope that when you get to the end of this story, it might change how you think.  

Do take note that the story is PG18+ and there might be scenes that would be uncomfortable for some. 

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Excerpt : 

With a frown, she said, "I don't think it would be comfortable to sleep on the couch."

"I thought you have a bed here?" asked DX.

"I do but it's a single-size bed." 

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he smirked, "We can share." 

Pretending to be affronted, Kai Xin scoffed, "President Du! Behave yourself! Did I say that you can share MY bed?" 

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Synopsis :

She was a brash, kind and brave child, but most importantly, she was always full of confidence. No matter what happened to her, she always faced her conflicts head-on.

However, an incident in high school changed her life.

The course of Kara Zhen Kai Xin's life had drastically changed because she placed her trust in the wrong person.

Consumed with despair, rage, and fear, she became suicidal. However, she forced herself to live on with only one thought in her mind: Revenge. 

Along the way, she encountered people who would be her friends, comrades, mentors...and even lovers. With their guidance, she advanced one step closer towards her goal. 

President Du XiAn of the Du Corporation had chanced upon her while he was escaping the woman who was forced upon him by his mother.

With a single glance, Kara Zhen Kai Xin was forever etched in his mind. Unable to forget about her, he spent the next few years searching for her all across the world. 

Yet ultimately, fate played a prank on him. It turned out that all along, she was based in the same city as him. When she rejected his advances, he proposed a contractual relationship; To become her sugar daddy.

Desiring to hold her in his arms in any way he could, Du XiAn was willing to do anything, even if it meant that he could only have her body.

Over the years, his desire led him to the point of no return. No longer a simple infatuation, he found himself to be hopelessly in love with her. 

With his help, would Kai Xin be able to exact her revenge or would she lose what she holds dear in her quest for vengeance? 

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(Imperial Series)
Book 1 - Be My Strength - COMPLETED 
Book 2 - The President's Man - ONGOING

(Fantasy)
The Demon King's Cowardly Vessel - ONGOING



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1. Fanny Hill: Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure by John Cleland  

"The young gentleman, by Phoebe's guess, was about two and twenty; tall and well limbed. (…) then his grand movement, which seemed to rise out of a thicket of curling hair, that spread from the root all over his thighs and belly up to the navel, stood stiff and upright, but of a size to frighten me, by sympathy for the small tender part which was the object of its fury, and which now lay exposed to my fairest view; for he had, immediately on stoppings off his shirt, gently pushed her down on the couch, which stood conveniently to break her willing fall. Her thighs were spread out to their utmost extention, and discovered between them the mark of the sex, the red-centered cleft of flesh, whose lips vermillioning inwards, expressed a small ruby line in sweet miniature, such as guide's touch or colouring: could never attain to the life or delicacy of."

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2.Selected Letters of James Joyce 
While these don't technically comprise a sex scene, these letters are fifty shades of great balls of fire— which is to say: hot. Yes, there are dirty words and yes there are Joyce's particular fixations that titillate, but it's the forthright intimacy between the couple that produces in me that unmistakable frisson of bliss.
~
An excerpt from a letter dated 9 December 1909:

"…you seem anxious to know how i received your letter which you say is worse than mine. How is it worse than mine, love? Yes, it is worse in one part or two. I mean the part where you say what you will do with your tongue (I don't mean sucking me off) and in that lovely word you write so big and underline, you little blackguard. It is thrilling to hear that word (and one or two others you have not written) on a girl's lips. But I wish you spoke of yourself and not of me. Write me a long long letter, full of that and other things, about yourself, darling. You know now how to give me a cockstand. Tell me the smallest things about yourself so long as they are obscene and secret and filthy. Write nothing else. Let every sentence be full of dirty immodest words and sounds. They are all lovely to hear and to see on paper even but the dirtiest are the most beautiful . . ."
 
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3.  House Like a Lotus by Madeleine L'Engle
This is a young adult novel. Polly is travelling through Greece and Cyprus as she's trying to process a troubling event in her recent past. The story is told both in the present time and in flashbacks. During one of the flashbacks of the book, Polly loses her virginity. That alone is remarkable enough, given both the genre (YA), and the year of publication (1984). But the man she sleeps with is a med school intern which makes him at least 24 or 25 years old. Their relationship in the novel is laid out very carefully as one of respect, mutual consent, and intellectual connection, and afterwards, Renny, the intern, apologized and made it clear that what had happened must not happen again. Nevertheless, L'Engle's description of the actual event is delicate, warm, sensual, and sweet. It's the first time so many of us longed for.
~
"…and he was kissing me again, and slipping the shorty nightgown over my head. his strong and gentle hands began to stroke me, his hands, his lips, his tongue.
Gentle. Not frightening. Knowing what he was doing. I felt my nipples rise, and it startled me.
'Shhh,' Renny whispered. 'Shhh, it's all right, don't worry, just relax and listen to your body.'
He was slow, rhythmic, gentle, moving down my body, down . . . 
And I was nothing but my body
There was a sharp brief pain
Brief
And then a sweet spasm went through me
And i seemed to rise into the air
No more pain
Just the sweetness
The incredible
Oh, the
And then Renny, panting
I pressed him hard against me."

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4. Vox by Nicholson Baker 
A novel by one of my favourite writers, Vox takes place entirely on a phone sex / hook-up party line. By turns arousing and odd, Jim and Abby's conversation ends in an explosive, fantastic erotic fantasy.
~
"… I run my fingers just down the long place where the insides of your thighs touch, all the way to your knees, and then I'd let go of your legs, and they'd fall slightly apart, and as my hands started to move up inside them, with my fingers splayed wide, they'd move farther and farther apart, and then I'd lift your knees and hook them over the arms of the armchair, so that you were wide open for me, and in the darkness your bush would still be indistinct, and I'd look up at you, and I'd move on my knees so I'm closer, so I could slide my cock in you if I wanted, and I touch your shoulders with my hands, and pass my fingertips all the way down over your breasts and over your stomach and just lightly over your bush, just to feel the hair, and then say, 'I'm going to lick you now,' and I lick both your nipples once very briefly good-bye, and I breathe my way down, and I pass over your bush this time with my mouth, and I see where the tan stops, and where the hair begins, and I keep going, and your legs are spread wide, and so I kiss inside one knee, and then across to the other, and up, back and forth, and at the end of each kiss I give a little upward lick with my tongue, up lick, lick, lick, back and forth, moving closer and closer to where your thighs meet."
 
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5. The Powerbook by Jeanette Winterson 
An early scene in the book recounts the tale of a woman in the late 1500s who disguises herself as a man by way of tulips strapped beneath her trousers. She is ordered to the bedside of a princess and under threat of decapitation commanded to sexually please—deflower, if you will—her. the princess had never seen the nude male form.
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"'Take off your trousers and let me see you.'
So this was the moment. All would be revealed. I no longer cared. Come death, come life, there is a part to play and that is all.
Hesitatingly, I let down the blue and gold of my trousers. There was a silence. then the princess said . . . 
'I have never seen a man before.'
(You're not seeing one now.)
'The stories I have heard . . .  the fleshiness, the swelling . . .  but you are like a flower.'
(This was true.)
She touched my bulbs.
'They are like sweet chestnuts.'
(Tulips, my darling, tulips.)
She stroked the waxy coating I kept fresh to protect them. The tips of her fingers glistened.
'What do you call these?'
'This one is key of pleasure, and this one is lover's dream.' I said this quite sincerely because it was so.
'And what do you call this?'
Her fingers had reached the centre now. I had to think fast.
'I call it my stem of spring.'
She laughed delightedly and kissed the red flower, its petals fastened tight into a head. Fortunately my mother had made it quite secure and the princess could play with it all she liked.
Then a strange thing began to happen. As the princess kissed and petted my tulip, my own sensations grew exquisite, but as yet no stronger than my astonishment, as I felt my disguise come to life. the tulip began to stand.
I looked down. There it was, making a bridge from my body to hers.
I was still wearing my tunic and the princess could not see the leather belt that carried everything with it. All she could see, all she could feel, was the eagerness of my bulbs and stem.
I kneeled down, the tulip waving at me as it had done on the hillside that afternoon I cut it down.
Very gently the princess lowered herself across my knees and I felt the firm red head and pale shaft plant itself in her body. a delicate green-tinted sap dribbled down her brown thighs.
All afternoon I fucked her."

"They began to make love against the library shelves which creaked with their movement. It is common enough at such times to fantasize arriving in a remote high place. 

He imagined himself strolling on a smooth, rounded mountain summit, suspended between two higher peaks.
 
He was in an unhurried, reconnoitering mood, with time to go to a rocky edge and take a glimpse of the near-vertical scree down which he would shortly have to thrown himself.

 It was a temptation to leap into clear space now, but he was a man of the world and he could walk away and wait. It was not easy, for he was being drawn back and he had to resist ... She was calling to him, inviting him, murmuring in his ear. Exactly so.
 
They would jump together. He was with her now, peering into an abyss, and they saw how the scree plunged down through the cloud. Hand in hand, they would fall backward."

Here are many Hottest Sex Scenes from Books, Because Words Can Turn You On Too

Just read the first couple of excerpts in this book and you’ll find steamy, romantic, arousing sex writing. Writing that doesn’t make you cringe from bad prose. Writing that offers a number of pleasures to be had — psychological, word-play, beautiful descriptions. These are some damn fine love scenes in books.

 Please know that I tried my best to choose racy novel excerpts that illustrated a wide range of human sexuality. If I did not happen to hit upon your specific form of sexual entertainment, I humbly apologize in advance (but seriously — there must be something here that entertains you).

1984 publication date

梦幻1984

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Be My Strength

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