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21 year old disinterested student......Rhaegah, of a new state of the art island school Legion High, lived his life like any other loner with the exception of a haunting reoccurring dream he had no interpretation for. One day he is visited by a strange man who not only knows him by name, but also reveals to him the existence of magic....... And that his world was full of it.....A world now in danger of destruction at the hands of the dark elves. Rhaegah then journeys to Valoren when he learns he is the key to saving this whole new world. He begins a journey of self discovery finding out the truth of his identity and awakening powers he could only dream of.... Powers feared by all...... The power of the Dragon-born.




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VOLUME 1
October 3, 1976 - Alana Hales is born
1981 January - Alana's mind stabilises at age 4
1982 November - A month after father's death Alana starts school
1982 December - Alana meets Jake Matthews
1983 January - Alana is given a violin by Mrs Linda
1983 March - Alana starts official karate lessons under Mr Matthews
1983 May - Katherine Hales' condition worsens
October 3, 1983 - Alana's 7th birthday she receives her triskelion
1983 November - Alana has discovered a stalker, crafted her basic Mindscape and Capricorn I created
1984 January - Capricorn II
1984 March - Inventory system Aquarius is created
1984 May - Child services, Capricorn III, Aquarius II
1984 August- Katherine Hales' death
1984 October - Alana meets Vincent de Azrael at age 8
1984 December -Azrael invites Alana to live with him
1985 November - Capricorn IV, Aquarius III, Pisces I created 
1985 December - Knockturn Alley with Azrael
1986 February - Alana meets Roul
1986 November - Alana steals from the Ashworth Summer Estate, Pisces II
1987 January - The Hit on Archie Tryce and the formation of The Nest
1987 March - Hit on Italian Nicholas Borges
1988 April - France, Aquarius IV, Pisces III
1988 May - Germany, Gregorovitch, Capricorn V and Illegimency
1988 July - The Romanians and Azrael's death
1988 August - Destruction of the Wallachia Coven
1989 August - The Italian Otavio Russo arrives in Britain

VOLUME 2
1990 August - John Dawlish, The Ministry of Magic and the introduction of Alana Vincent
1990 September - The train to Hogwarts, the reappearance of Jake Matthews and Ravenclaw sorting. Leoen Volkov and first classes
1990 October - Capricorn V, Aquarius IV, Pisces III. The Potion Book, Fencing Club and Samhain
1990 November - Astronomy Lesson
1990 December - Yule with Otavio, hunting with Raymond
1991 January - Alana explains her 'job'
1991 March/April - Chiara Lobosca and Nymphadora Tonks
1991 June - The salamander incident and the Weasley twins. Capricorn V, Aquarius IV, Pisces IV.
1991 July - The final feast, the Goblin bank and the brawl on wolfsbane
1991 August - Lilith Bathery and the Werewolf pack

With a gift bringing hope, comfort and relief, it was only fitting that Gaia bestow a curse of equal measure. A child to reap what it could not. A child born of death's greed and life's carelessness. Fate was rewritten then with the dignified scrawl of an unknown deity. Screaming and kicking at the divine injustice of it all, a new life was born into the world. Out of the frenzied passions of a drunkard and a drug addict from the shadowed back streets of London came Alana Hales. Out of the tattered folds of deaths cloak came the worn soul of one Alexis Crevan. 

I don't own Harry Potter, The Gamer, the Labyrinth, or any of their characters. If I did, I would be rich.

Reading 1984 was a sensation out of its own to Igor. He had never read such a fascinating book in his life. The whole thing was about a so called 'dystopian goverment' and a man loving a woman in such a weird relationship, it gave tingles to Igor. It made him think about forbidden love even more so and made him want Maisie even more.

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"Ello Maisie." Maisie's friend Josh said to her in his oh so whispery British accent. He came from Britain but was determined to change the world government and joined the White Angels. He was in a sister group, the Dark Angels previously that belonged in the british devision of the terrorist organization.

"Hey Josh. I came over to discuss the next political rally being held in Seattle." Seattle was the lead city when it came to the New Christian Church's base. The city had turned completely atheist and the christian church wanted to change that. The leader of the church was really an atheist himself though, so clearly he had ulterior motives. White Angels found this out and had determined the leader was a hypocrite. To determine if an organization is really corrupt, the White Angels organization found out who the head was. Also whether or not he had ulterior motives. Generally it was based on hard evidence, but mostly circumstantial from everyone working for these organizations who had decided to join White Angels at some point.

"Yeah. Here's the lowdown miss. We need to get at least five thousand more people to confirm they are coming in the next week."

"Woah, the next week? And what kind of people?"

"Genalucards if we can get them."

"Damn, that would be way too hard to find that many willing to go... they are scared to. They will suffer great consequences if they do."

"I'm sure we can convince them to convince others and let that whole thing cycle. Anyways our leader had made a political speech just for them and recorded the hologram."

"That might just work."

"It sure as hell will work, I have trust in our leader."

"But what can Genalucards do?"

"They can further our agenda."

"Further the agenda?"

"Yes, if you hadn't found out by now, the White Angels have an agenda to keep."

Maisie had always been slightly naive and more of a sheeple then most in the organization. Only, she did deviate from normal thinking and that's why she had grown fond of the White Angels. That's what was important. Igor had grown fond of Maisie by her innocence and naivety. He had become charmed by her beauty and her politeness. What he didn't know was she had only acted this way around her parents and her servants. Maisie was really a cussing kind of gal. She was naive, but at heart, she knew what was really going on. She chose not to realize it.

"Alright, we have the plan down?" Josh confirmed.

"Yes. We gather as many Genalucards as we can to go to the rally. And you wanted me to take Igor too huh? That might make it harder to be around him if something were to happen."

"Yes of course, I'm sure a smart Alucard like him would be an asset to our plans."

Maisie rolled her eyes. She had never thought of Igor as being any more than a doorknob of personality. He seemed to always give her similar answers when it came to her come ons she had thought out to try and push his buttons. He never gave in. And he never would bend a rule. The alucard was a very boring man to her. She didn't know his feelings about things. He was just her personal servant. She never thought anything more of him because humans just don't fall for Genalucards as its forbidden. The whole concept is crazy, even if genalucards may be beautiful to some humans because of their human form and their beautiful eyes, the mix could be considered just as bad as bestiality is.

"Igor, bring the car around, would you?" Maisie commanded in a manner different then usual with a fierce tongue. Igor put 1984 in a compartment in the car he had found that no one else seemed to be using. Maisie came rushing out the door like a paramedic trying to get into their truck on the way to a call.

"Igor, I need to talk to you about something. But first, let's start flying." Maisie again, talked in a manner he hadn't been used to.

"Yes Mistress. Right away." What could she be thinking Igor thought. Up in the sky they went through the starry sky-way. Lights illuminated where the pavement would have been if there was such a thing as sky roads. The air traffic was just controlled the same as ground traffic with the same procedures. There were even more policemen in the sky then there are on the ground, as crashing in the sky is far more dangerous and can kill far more people. So, they use their authority to stop people from breaking speed limit laws. Its also easier for the police to determine the location of all hover vehicles in the air and the speed. When someone starts to speed the radar will go off. No one dare speeds in the sky. The people who feel the need to be more than five miles over the speed limit do it on the ground were far less policemen were watching a radar because it was far less convenient and made less money for the department.

"Igor, I need you to do me a favor that only you can do. You also need to keep it a secret from my parents and anyone else. I need you to come to a rally with me for the White Angels."Igor knew that name too well. It was the terrorist organization trying to change the world for the better but tended to do more harm then good. He definitely didn't want to go. Especially with their history of violent crimes happening after the rallies. He didn't want to get mixed up with that.

"I just can't Mistress. Its far too dangerous, and I even feel that it wouldn't be right for you to go either."

"This isn't a request. I may have said favor, but I am your master and you need to do what I say. I'll drop you like a hot cake and you can go back to working in the coal caves. It's my word against yours and you can't try to tell my parents about this 'favor' I'm asking you because they wouldn't believe their little girl could ever join a group like this."

"Yes, Mistress." Igor put his head down in shame. What am I going to do now? This could get me killed for sure. I might have to go back to the coal caves anyways. Or worse, slavery jail. Igor thought long and hard about a plan to try and get out of the commitment he had just made. If there was no way out of the political rally he supposed he should just escape and even kidnap the mistress for putting him in such a position. He never thought she would do such a thing as sell him out to a terrorist organization? For what reason? What value was he to her?

"Good. Now, the rally is at one am in Seattle at the space needle sky way. You're going to have to take me there anyways, but i'd like you to know in advance."

"Thank-you mistress for telling me." Having to suck up to such a bitch didn't seem tolerable to him anymore. He wanted to put his teeth into her. Maybe fool around with her. She seemed to be innocent and naive to him before, but that wasn't the case anymore. Had she been two faced with him and her parents? Or had she been manipulated by an organization with sociopathic leaders and hell bent vigilantes? He wanted to find out so badly. It was killing him inside. She had been so sweet before that he didn't want to think otherwise of her. He really wanted to prove himself wrong. 

"Okay let's go inside Igor." '

"Yes, mistress." Igor went around to open her door. She walked by him and into the house. He rolled his eyes in disgust. Hatred started to well up inside of him and he had no idea why he wasn't able to control his rage. It was likely because he was a Genalucard. Even if they felt superior, Genalucards get angry on far more occasions then humans do and their faces show it pretty well. Their faces show emotions more than regular humans. Their faces had far more muscles in them and had more exaggeration upon them. Their fangs get larger, their eyes turn into a mixture of another color and their own, their nails sharp out like a cat, and their wings almost turn to take off mode. Their wings could not possibly be opened and were cramped most of the time, but that was much better than dying to them. There was a mechanism that would administer an electric shock powerful enough to kill an elephant, had a genalucard opened their wings. Only a master could take it off with a special key. In the case they needed to fly somewhere and only their genalucard could take them. The weight of a human is immense to them and flying would be a big hassle with even their big black bat wings and muscles built on their arms.

Igor went up to his bedroom to try and make curfew. He was tired and very confused. He also didn't want to see anyone so he managed to slip past all of the other servants. He talked very little to the other servants because he had only been there a few months and they didn't seem to like him because he got the 'easy' job of taking care of Mistress Maisie. It wasn't easy for him because of what just went down that night. Not being able to talk to anyone had caused Igor to be a loner. It had served him to not get involved in the past, and he was grateful to have survived so long.

In the year 2175, Genetic Vampires have become the slaves of humanity. Igor is just trying to live a life of simple servitude, but his master's daughter 'Maisie' has other plans for him.

An hour later
Three people rummaging through boxes had yet to stop. In fact, Natasha found a layer of dust in her hair. She coughed a lot and sighed. What is this annoying situation?
"I can't believe a single person could have so many books," Natasha complained. How many boxes did they go through in the past hour or so? Natasha was confident in her good memory. So, she knew they were already at the fiftieth box. To make it easier, they numbered the boxes once they finished. To prevent them from searching through it twice. They even grouped the boxes.
"I found Finding Time Again, but not Swann's Way," Natasha muttered frustrated. "What's even more annoying is, I don't even know half of these books. I know The Picture of Dorian Gray and 1984. But what is The Woman in White?" Natasha shook her head. "And I thought I liked to read."
Besides, why aren't the books together? If he has all six books, they should all be together, no?
Back then, Natasha was so curious about other worlds. So she read up on nearly everything. However, even then, there were many things she couldn't uncover.
"The Woman in White is a mystery novel. It's a sensational novel."
"A what?" Natasha mumbled puzzled. But, either men didn't reply right away for the past few minutes.
Akito briefly nodded. From that look, Natasha could more or less guess what he was thinking.
"It was a genre, popular in Great Britain during the 1860s and 1870s. It drew on gothic and romantic genres, along with melodramatic and Newgate novels, and notably followed the Industrial Revolution. Sensation novels also were somewhat abstract, following scenarios that wrestled with social anxieties of the Victorian era."
Asuka, who also had turned back to her boxes, now twenty-eight, looked back up. "Huh?"
"You just asked me what they were, so I answered you."
"Oh... uh... thank you... "Natasha responded, quite surprised.
How surprising, she wasn't expecting that. Then again she supposed that maybe after the events that occurred yesterday he was starting to open up to her a little bit. Setsura will definitely be glad to hear that. Even if it looked like the whole thing between them was over now. Akito still cared for her. Still, 'he's hiding something.' Natasha thought he would ask more questions. But, after confirming some details. Akito stopped talking about the case with her.
That case regarding the notorious killer and the suspect being a member of the Long family. Naturally, it fell under her jurisdiction. One of the main reasons being something silly. It's her fiance's family. So, people immediately expect her to do something grand like covering up the matter. Even if this harms Chauncey's family, she will do whatever she can to investigate this case properly.
Natasha was the one who found the book at the scene of the crime. That's why she quickly hid the book away. If anybody else saw that book, they would connect the dots to Setsura. Why? The language in the book is modern Japanese. Setsura has nothing to do with the murderer. But, if they saw this book, then they'd think so. Thankfully, nobody else spotted it, and she took it away.
Still, isn't it strange? The book wasn't in a place where people couldn't see it. In fact, it was in quite a prominent location. Unless somebody planted the book there? Maybe this book didn't belong to the notorious killer after all. A possibility that she didn't consider it until now. Did Akito think of it too?
It's already mid-December, she had heard about the extension from Chauncey. But even then, this really is cutting it too close. Is looking for that person really proving to be a difficult task? The person they were looking for is another time traveler.
Natasha understood what Akito was doing. He made contact with a previous time traveler. No, his wife did - and they both left clues. So, that's why he asked all those strange questions earlier. His wife, it has something to do with her. If that's the case, the tragedy that fell on his wife. Is it not merely because his wife came in contact with...
Who is the person? If it's a subject, she should know about it too. What if they ran into their past lives who happened to undergo the test too?
When Natasha thinks of past lives, even she had one too.
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"Hikari, I'm coming inside. The attackers will be showing up in a few hours, the location is. ." she pauses in mid-sentence. Her eyes went wide, her face color pale when she saw the purple hair girl hunched on the ground. As she took a step forward, the droplets of red became clearer. "Hikari!"
"Aha, you caught me. But I'm fine. I just took some medicine" Angela shakes her head and bends down to help the girl up. Hikari didn't protest much to her relief and managed to get the girl onto her bed, to which she immediately laid down.
She seems to be hot. But she can't call the maids to get some water, Hikari hasn't said any details yet. However, even Angela can tell that this isn't an ordinary illness. She thought of it strange that the usually perky and happy Hikari has been remaining at home and coughing a lot. Angela made her way to the bathroom and was thankful to see the tub out as she filled it with ice water and grabbed a towel from the side.
Upon entering the room, Angela saw the purple hair girl fidget uncomfortably. She --really must be sick.
"Angela. .. I feel really hot," Hikari murmured weakly.
"At must be a fever. I shall send a message to your usual doctor later, but if you can't take it any longer, I'll get the castle doctor here right away." Knowing that old geezer, he's probably slacking off.
"No, I'll wait... He's going to be mad at me, though, since I haven't seen him in so long."
Of course, he's going to be mad. Why haven't you been meeting with him, when you know you're in such a bad state? She really is careless. Angela places the towel on the girl's forehead. "Is it because he confessed his love for you?" she questioned.
Is Hikari simply too shy or something to meet with him?
"That's not it. He does that every time we meet."
"Is it because you don't want to have deeper relations with him?" Sensing her silence, Angela sighs deeply, "If it's that reason, why don't you just tell him about Kain? Or even more, get the man in question to help you resolve the matter."
"I don't want them to meet."
She's considerate at this stage? Well, she supposed it couldn't be helped; this person has always been foolishly kind like this. "Can you stand up? I'll help wipe you. Taking a bath now isn't a good idea. But you should at least keep your body cool."
At that comment, the brunette nodded and sat up, "Fufu. Angela, you're like a mother, you know?"
"How rude. I'll have you know that I'm a budding twenty-two-year-old woman."
"Aha. Oh but, your two years my senior?"
"That's right. ."
"So, you're older. Then, I wonder if it's okay for me not to use formal language. But then again, even if I know now, I don't want to stop speaking with you as I have been." At that comment, her eyes went wide. "Ssh, keep it a secret from my father. He definitely won't like it if I don't use manners around my elders."
What a bright and dazzling smile; even now, how is it that you're able to smile in such a situation? Hikari?
.
.
"Hikari!" a familiar male voice exclaimed. Angela whipped her head in the direction of the voice.
Angela could see it on his face, beads of sweat - although unscared despite having been fighting. What's notable is the amount of sweat falling from his face and that frantic expression. He must have rushed the fight to come all the way out here.
It seems like her role here is over. Angela steps aside, and Kain immediately pulled the violet hair girl into his arms. "Kain, your so warm."
"Geez, your silly," Kain gently kissed Hikaris eyelids. "Please don't do this again, you scared me so much. Let's get through the rest of this together."
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Present (1895 Meiji)
Whenever she thought of that day when she discovered her friend's illness, the only thing she said to her about it was, 'If something happens to me because of this, could you take care of Kain?' Even though they were close friends, in the end, the one she was thinking about the most was the person she was in love with.
Natasha already understood it the moment she became acquainted with the two of them. That even if they were to care for another person, the one they will always hold on to deeply and care about is each other. It's the same in this lifetime too. As brave and beautiful as that woman was is when she is on the battlefield; whenever she's around her lived, she's an entirely different person.
Back then, as 'Momoi Angela', there was little she could do for the princess who saved her from exile. Those people wanted her dead. Even if she betrayed her family, they couldn't accept someone with darkness on their side. Of course, that's only normal.
But she didn't have any other place to go, even if she had gone back, they would have killed her or worst-kept alive and used cruelly. She wanted to hold on to hope that she could meet someone kind, someone who will save her from the darkness. Her very own Prince charming.
Natasha didn't think that she anybody would rescue her, let alone rescued by the cousin of the person who moments before she was lead to that place was trying to kill her. 'That girl, she saved my life. I won't let you guys make the final decision on the person who saved me. Yuri may be dead now yes but I do not think that this girl is the one who killed her. '
Those words certainly belonged to a fool because no matter how you looked at it, she was the only one in the area at the time, and yet that person wholeheartedly believe her. It's funny, but perhaps even now she's still chasing after her.
Still, this topic of past lives even though she is a guardian. At first, Natasha thought she was crazy. How is it possible? Guardians are not regular humans, while some humans become guardians. Those humans are at the end of their life, on the verge of death.


Love across time [Meiji 1895- Tokyo 2019] "You..you murderer!"

'It...it wasn't me,' she wanted to say. But the words would not leave her lips. The colour of blood covered her hands, proving the other persons point. It wasn't her, but why?

Framed for her Mothers murder when she was ten year's old. Kaname Setsura spends the following eight years gathering information on the case. 

Against her families wishes, she accepts her scholarship to a famous art University, ST Rinkan. In that place, there is a 'clue' to the events from what happened eight years ago. However right as she is about to marry the man she loves, on the day of their graduation, an accident occurs, leading to her fiance to fall into a coma. Distraught, lost and uncertain Setsura shuts herself away from the world, and her half brother uses this chance to send her away abroad. 

Setsura accepts, but on that day, a grand scale earthquake occurs, right as she is about to board the plane and she wakes up in the middle of the roadside and finds herself in the year 1895. With the help of a man named 'Akito,' she settles into the Meiji era and discovers that the three major "accidents" in her life that occurred, one in 2011 and the two in Tokyo 2019, are connected to a series of cases in 1895 "Mysterious cases of the shard"

When I began writing the biography of Death, I was not sure where it would lead me. Real life inspiration and the darkest recesses of my mind competed to see which could be the more sinister. To a large extent I blindly followed them, and merely wrote down whatever sweet songs of madness they crooned to me along the trail. 

Like most writers I wrangled friends and relatives into giving me feedback. One, a millennial snowflake, was invaluable. They seemed to consider this fantasy nightmare I had created, to be some sort of manifesto. For the record this book is pure fiction. Fiction inspired by real world events in a few cases, but fiction nonetheless. Like all works of supernatural horror, this book is meant to be entertainment. It is perhaps a meditation on the zeitgeist of the modern west, but it is still as fictional as 1984 or A Christmas Carol. 

Another person seemed bothered by the apparent moral contradictions in my lead character. To this I can only say that a man is the sum of his contradictions. People love to apply the rules to others, but find reasons to grant themselves exceptions to their own rules. I did not want an incorruptible white knight monster. I wanted a complex and thinking human monster. To my way of thinking his inconsistency was his most human feature, even after he leaves his humanity behind. 

Should anyone find a mirror image to themselves in these pages, then it is only their own ego. The sum of this work has been so thoroughly washed in the waters of horror and fantasy that no living or deceased human could ever be reasonably compared to its contents. 

No rational person could ever compare the buffoons portrayed in these pages to a real life counterparts. Any person contending to the contrary is either a snowflake melting in the flames of my mad vision, or a lunatic in desperate need of having their mental faculties examined by a competent professional, I have time for neither. The fact that this book is fiction cannot be over emphasized. 
 
 -Arthur Thomas VanDelay May 2019

Death, a Biography, is a fictional horror novel. It is crass, violent, profane, and not meant for the light hearted reader. Imagine living in a world surrounded by fools. For years your frustration grows, and no matter what you try to do you cannot free yourself from the preverbal ideocracy. Nom DePlume is just such a man, only one day he is granted the dearest wish of his heart. Nom, a grad student working as a truck driver is: intelligent, well educated, and the sort of person who always can find a reason to have a chip on his shoulder. One day while driving in Texas he finds that he has the ability to wish death on those he hates. Being scientifically minded, Nom proceeds to experiment searching out the scopes of his new found powers. He begins in Texas, a state he despises. As he moves on from each experiment, he picks his prey to match some facet of modern western life that he hates. Each receive a fate customized to match what Nom feels they did wrong. Nom then travels home to Michigan after initially defining his new role in life. In Michigan he uses his powers to settle a few old scores and family business. A run-in with an old friend convinces him that he is being selfish for not using his god like powers to better mold humanity. The end of the book sees him taking on the leader of the free world. Nom now personifying Death, learns that he has a true foe, Life.Nom will return.

A beat up yellow motorcycle zooms into the parking lot, nearly hitting a group of freshman students. 

'Sh*t!' Thinks the driver, a sophomore with long legs and a bad record of being late to school.

'Not only am I running late on the first day, my teacher has to be Cunningham!' Naomi shakes her head bitterly as she removes her black helmet. Mr. Cunningham was well known for being tough on students, especially those who slip up.

Her tardiness was sure to be a damper on her grades if she didn't hurry or come up with a good excuse.

Naomi runs through the halls, nearly plowing some other late students over.

"Sorry!" she blurts, but doesn't stop or turn around.

Naomi sees the door up ahead! Just ten more steps...

seven...

three!..

The bell rings.

Naomi stops in her tracks and hangs her head, quickly contemplating whether or not to leave. But, no. Many people (especially those she *literally* ran into), had seen her. Playing sick would be useless and blacklist her on the teacher-side for being a liar. All of this passes through her head in a matter of two seconds.

She takes a deep breath and pulls on the door handle, walking into a silent room and a glaring middle aged man.

An idea pops into her head and she fights back a grin.

"I am SO sorry, Mr. Cunningham! I just checked out the most amazing book from the library when I happened to check my watch! I rushed to class, but the bell rang before I could make it! Deepest apologies." She bowed her head for added effect.

"Oh, might I ask what book that may be?" There was a challenge in the English teacher's voice.

Smiling gently, Naomi withdrew the copy of 1984 she had "lost" (aka stolen from the library and paid a fine for) last year from her bag.

The classic piece of literature was sure to win some approval and respect, right?

After a short moment, Cunningham decided to let it rest and bade her to sit down in her assigned seat. Naomi scuttled to a seat next to a boy with auburn hair and devastatingly attractive cheekbones. Cunningham proceeded to lecture the class on his late-work, tardy, and behavior policies, as well as the grading scale and what is to be expected of this honors-level English II class.

Naomi and the rest of the class spaced out for most of it, but refrained from speaking or looking sleepy. Cunningham's wrath was not to be underestimated. It was told that he once had a student that was incredibly intelligent and a great writer, but had rebellious tendencies, such as refusing common Literature theories, interrupting lectures, and putting his feet on the desk.

That student was no legend either, Nate Burns, was so despised by Cunningham that he almost failed the class the first semester.

He threatened to drop out, but knew that would only please the teacher, so he switched to online classes and attempted 32 online writing assignments in under a week that same semester. Nate earned a C+ in the class that semester as a result of cramming in so many writing pieces, but it was better than failing.

Cunningham received no repercussion from the school board, despite his biased grades. He had two Language Arts bachelor's degrees and so, he was the best in the English department, no matter his terrible personality.

Every student feared that story, not wanting to be the next Nate Burns. Naomi was no exception. She knew she had to focus.

Yet, somehow her attention kept swaying towards the new boy in the seat next to her...

Explore the rural, yet scandalous, High School of Naomi Hayes, a girl who doesn't quite fit in but knows how to pull the strings on the social ladder of her single-minded peers. Will she make it to graduation? Or will she finally lose patience and ditch her small town before getting her diploma?

Hello there.

How are you?

Hopefully, you're doing great, I am not so great, today I have to tell my ex-lover about the children we have together and I don't know how to break it to him.

It's been 18 years since I last saw him.

I'm nervous, I'm scared, I don't know what to expect.

I just hope he does not hate me for keeping this from him.
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My name is Kang Titania or Yashuharu Titania the slut.

It's the 27th of July 2016, my birthday, (haha).

I was born on the 27th of July in 1984, I don't have a favourite colour, I have long black hair, but the colour is dull at the moment with all the hair dye. 

I'm thinking of dying it blue next time but my eldest son doesn't agree. 

He said I should dye it black because then I look like his mother, other times I look like a young woman (hehe).

Anyways I wanted to tell you about my story, I'm about to go meet up with my ex at his work and tell him that I the girl he once loved kept what he wished for the most but that is not the only reason why I want to meet him today.

Over the years, my children have continuously asked about him and I always used to just brush it off by saying, he died but that's not the truth.

I said that because I did not want them to hurt the way I did if I had stayed with their father, they wouldn't have been born.

This was the correct decision I made and as their mother it's my duty to protect them but I can't anymore, all three of them will be turning 18 years old in 3 months and it's time to let Yashuharu Yoshino know about his children, the 5 kids I gave birth too, are all his.

You will find out soon why I called this book, Rich Sex.

But after reading my story, I truly hope you don't think of me as a slut anymore.

I only had sex with one man, Yashuharu Yoshino is his name, yes we've had sex in the past, we did it almost every day, I allowed him to enter me because I loved him, I still do, even after 18 years of being without him, I still love that man.

WARNING: THIS NOVEL IS NOT SUITED FOR EVERYONE IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE HUMAN CRUELTY, PLEASE DON'T READ.

Rich Sex is a novel based on real events that took place such as arranged marriages, slavery, harassment, rape and more mixed together with my exaggerated imagination combined together that introduces many topics about human nature. 

**This book is sometimes mistaken as a Romance Novel after reading the first few chapters but it's not, this novel is more in the psychological genre, with some minor funny scenes**
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Book 1 is about the youngest daughter of the Kang siblings, this confused story of hers is only explained after book 2 is complete. (If that makes sense.)

Book 2 is about the psychotic behaviour of the Kang Siblings, at first its a person who triggers the 6 siblings to have a change in them, then everything follows suit.

Book 3: Explains what happened to the characters of book 1 and the conclusion of the story wraps up in book 3.

Beware, I did not take my time editing this.

jack was back at home from the hospital he was discharged as his condition was normal.he was playing with his little sister Amy (3 years old) it has been a week since he has been in his home his parents are more or less calm from the accident.
he seems to contemplating about the whole reincarnation thing like he was transported or reborn in this world he seems to thing that he was reborn and somehow regained his old life memories. he still could not remember how he died his name his family etc. and the present accident was vague he remembered waking up on his birthday at midnight having a throbbing feeling in his head dizziness took him and he fell from the stairs like something was awakening inside him.
the world where he is now seem to be in 20th century 1984 London the technology here is same like his world the history is pretty much accurate the world war 1 & so on... he was happy there was so many ways he could be an billionaire here but there was one thing he need confirmation on after the accident he seems to be able to enter into his consciousness he was able to see his soul and to see a core like thing faint illuminated the color of the mist or ball was light green in color based on that he come up with many theories but major was he seem to be in harry potter world.
As to how he was in 1980's plus the core like thing there can be only one explanation he was not 100% sure as there was no accident magic happen to him but he was optimistic as in his previous life he dreamed of going to harry potter world much more than any world from books & novels.
to test this theory he was constantly trying to use magic to have the flow or energy to flow through the body all was ought he seem unable to do it .
at night he was back in his consciousness he was observing the core and his soul seems like they are not linked he tried by using his mind commanding to happen but nothing happened he tried to use the soul of his to absorb the core or pull towards it there was response the soul took the magic core like it going to eat it and before he could say stop it Boom...

Journey of an Reincarnated 21 year old in Harry Potter world and how he reaches to the peak in the Magical world.
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based on J.K Rowling Harry Potter books.



It's more like he awakened his memories and his journey as a Muggleborn in this world,plus some plot armor.


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Author : Some chapters have been merged , They were too small.

 They stared at the small yacht that had the same independent style as its owner. A man would have to get up all his courage to drive it.
 The yacht drifting on the water surface looked like a feather. Lan Jin hadn’t refitted it. He had only decorated it with paint.
 A golden flying dragon with fierce claws was twisting its body around the boat with an awe-inspiring vibe.
 It was a post-modern style decoration. Among the other clean yachts, theirs looked like the black sheep among the white ones.
 For the sake of their friendship, Qin Guan decided not to make any comments. He just turned around silently, pretending not to see anything.
 In fact, he was interested in their invitation. They sat around the table, talking about business. This was what Chinese people did.
 "Qin Guan?"
 "What's the matter?"
 "Lan Jin and I started a small commercial company. Will you help us run the business?"
 Qin Guan took a sip of his Bud Light. "I do not engage in commerce. Why me?"
 "We need an accounting firm to take care of the accounts and the dutiable goods. We consulted with some firms. Some of them charge too much, while others are unreliable."
 "You are studying finance at Columbia. We can't seek for help far and ignore what lies close at hand."
 Qin Guan put his beer bottle down with shining eyes. "Really? What would I have to do to open an accounting firm?"
 "Get your CPA," He Ming answered leisurely. "Then you won't need to care about anything else."
 "Oh, I nearly forgot." He pointed to Lan Jin. "Lan could invest in you for free. Just pay him in profit when you start making money. The boy is interested in personal investment. He likes counting bills on his couch."
 Qin Guan was relieved. It was much simpler to start a firm there than in China. America was really the land of the free.
 He swallowed a mouthful of beer. "I don't have much at hand. Just 1.6 million..."
 He Jing and Lan Jin were a little surprised. "That's enough. If your business goes well, you won't need to worry about the high New York prices. You will even get a house."
 They were pointing in the direction of Long Island, where lights could be seen among the trees. This was their dream for the future.
 "Well... I meant dollars," Qin Guan finished his words calmly, as if he was greeting some guy on the street.
 His three friends spit their beer out.
 "What... What did you say? 1.6 million dollars?"
 He was a multimillionaire! The calmest boy among them was the richest one. They showed off everywhere with their luxury cars, while the real rich man had been hiding.
 Qin Guan nodded. "You know about my part-time jobs... I just signed a contract recently..."
 His friends didn't want to continue that conversation. We hate handsome guys...
 Suddenly, Qin Guan remembered something. "He Ming, would you accept small import orders?"
 "Of course. I can carry them out myself to save on service charges and customs duties."
 "That's great. My store on Chelsea Street is ready, and we will be needing some goods... Tell them, Weizi."
 They all forgot about the time as they talked under the night sky. All their careers had started from that club and headed in different, unknown directions.
 When one realized that their goal, the very thing they were earnestly longing for, was close at hand, they were naturally full of energy.
 Qin Guan had promised George Clooney that he would finish shooting his scenes before Christmas, so he had to take the CPA exams afterwards.
 Despite Prof. Martin's complaints, Qin Guan packed his travelling bag, asked Cong Nianwei to take care of the store and went off again.
 In fact, Qin Guan had been hesitant about the script at the beginning. Compared to "Elephant" and "Confessions of a Dangerous Mind", with their black humour and absurd plot, this one was much more uplifting.
 Qin Guan had not mentally stressed about "Elephant", as in China’s point of view, it was a failure of American education.
 His role in "Confessions of a Dangerous Mind" though put more pressure on him. He would be playing a Jew, both in the physical and emotional sense.
 It was an interesting story, based on Chuck's autobiography, which had been published back in 1984. In the book, he was a killer working undercover for the CIA as a TV host.
 In fact, George had seen plenty of candidates. The agencies had sent numerous actors. Eventually though, Chuck had pointed at Qin Guan’s photo.
 "When I was young, women were obsessed with me. I used to be a handsome guy like him. Besides, he looks just as cold and tough as the people working in the secret services. This feeling is kind of hard to describe."


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

1984 whole book

梦幻1984

A Whole New World: Valoren Series Book 1

Not Dead Yet (Harry Potter)

What is a Genetic Vampire?

We Will Meet Again

Death: A Biography

Redmond High

Rich Sex[Complete]

Journey In Harry Potter World

Rebirth: How A Loser Became A Prince Charming

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