Please dont expect much I will try to get better

Meet Li Feng in other world adventure and with a system in his soul which will help him to make everything ok for him.
Li Feng: System
System: User call me manager.
Li Feng: can you change your voice to a female one.
System: Are you the owner? Are you an admin? You are only a user.
Li Feng: Can I download heavenly fighting technique.
System: yes
Li Feng: plz download
System: downloading start estimated time to complete download data ( 142 years and 5 months 3 days and 21 minutes.)
Li Feng: fuck
System: the searching result of fuck, .......... sorry loading took long because of downloading the search is stopped.
Li Feng: @#&%*<#!

A world.
A place.
A fantasy that explains what might actually happen in the future. A war. Deaths. 
One girl.
One man.
An entire mystery.
What happens in the end?

I want to say that this novel is not mine.

When he woke up, Bruce found that he became an American agent.earning tens of thousands of dollars a month, enjoying all kinds of benefits, having the right and money, and having fun, but when he had not had time to be happy, Bruce found that he is actually in Marvel world.
Yes, that’s right, he is in the Marvel Parallel Universe. That Thanos snapping the fingers will kill half the people in the world.
Just when Bruce was desperate, suddenly get a super download system, can download other people’s abilities.
Download the top agent’s fighting skills.
Download Hulk’s invincible body.
Download Iron Man’s latest Mark Battle Armor and inventing ability.
Download Captain America’s Super Soldier Serum.
Download unlimited gems?
Download the udder of the black widow? …….
This is too shameless!

Hello all! I would like to thank you thus far for reading Rock, Paper, Scissors. This is the note from the author that Rock, Paper, Scissors will stop being updated on this platform for an unforeseen time. This is due to the terms and conditions of the KDP select program, which limits the novel to only being published on their site. 

That being said, the entirety of volume one will be available on Amazon in a kindle/ebook format. For kindle unlimited readers, it is completely free to read. For those who aren't a part of that, it is a small .99 USD to purchase over 50 chapters, which is less than the cost of a single can of soda. From the week of 10/19/20-10/23/20, the ebook will be completely free for all to download. 

Please consider supporting the author by reading or purchasing the novel there. The second volume is in the works and will be posted for purchase on Amazon as well, with a similar free promotional period. For further updates, please consider following the author's Instagram @succulentgumbo 

With that being said, thank you for reading, and I hope you will continue to do so!

Free ebook download on Kindle next week!
Saturday, the 23rd of November 2019
Title: Mark of London
Author: K.A.H. D
Author: Gus DeFrog

This story has been removed for publication. Thanks for your interest!

Great news! The book is ready!
So, I need to download the text to Amazon and that is why I need to delete the chapters here. Also I plan to move the Release date to the 22 October.

The release of the second book was smashed and the pre-orders lost. I've lost some amount of sales of the 2nd book. And this led the translation of the 5th book to a pause. It's a pity but the money rules. The translation of one book costs 7000-9000$. All I earned on the 1st book I've spent for the translation of the 1-4 books and for the promotion of the 1st one. And now I need at least 500 pre-orders to start sales. It seems to me it's stupid not to use the opportunity to get the rating of the best-seller with the 3rd one and hurry up the translation.

Now there are 450 pre-orders.
If you plan to buy a book - pre-order it now please. I'll be very grateful.

Dragon Heart: Blood Will. Book 3 by Kirill Klevanski
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07XG63C8P/


And one more. If you can, will you please leave a short review for the Wizard? It's Kindle Free. The readings are unfortunately poor as well :-/ Thanks ahead

Also I've opened a pre-order for the 4th book. Add it to your bookmarks, not to miss later.

Here is the link. The cover is temporary, that's why looks rather strange lol))

SEA OF SANDS. BOOK 4. The release date is planned to the beginning of December.

Dragon Heart: Sea of Sands. Book 4 by Kirill Klevanski
https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07YYMPG14/

"Dragon Heart" is one of the top-rated Wuxia LitRPG novels in Russia. The author has been writing the story for only one and a half years, however, it already has 1500 chapters spanning 18 books. The whole story is planned out and will have over 2000 chapters and 20 books. The version in Russian has been read over 30,000,000 times.  This story has made Klevanski the  #1 or #2 author on the 4 biggest self-publishing sites in Russia. Right now, "Dragon Heart" is being translated into English and published chapter by chapter on several American sites. 

HERE ON RR IS PUBLISHING THE THIRD BOOK OF THE SERIES. 

You can buy the 1st books on Amazon or read it for free in Kindle Unlimited.

Arc 1:

BOOK I: STONE WILL

BOOK II: IRON WILL 

BOOK III: BLOOD WILL 

Arc 2:

BOOK IV: SEA OF SAND

BOOK V: SEA OF SORROW

Arc 3:

BOOK VI: LAND OF MAGIC

BOOK VII: LAND OF DEMONS

BOOK VIII: LAND OF THE ENEMY

BOOK IX: LAND OF PAIN

BOOK X: LAND OF WAR

Arc 4:

BOOK XI: PATH TO THE UNKNOWN

 

Description

He was born anew in a world where martial arts were indistinguishable from magic. He’d only received a neuronet and meaningless desires from his past life. What lies ahead? He’d dreamed of adventure and freedom, but those dreams were taken away from him. The same way his mother, father, and sister had been taken away. They took his Kingdom, they even took his destiny. But he is willing to wage a war, against the whole world if need be, to bring everything back. Even if a whole army opposes him, his sword won’t waver. Even if the Emperor sends entire legions against him, his step won’t falter. Even if demons and gods, heroes and villains alike, unite against him, he won’t bend to their will. His own will is iron itself, unstoppable. His name is Hadjar and he heeds the call of the dragon heart within him. 

This novel contains uncensored scenes of battle that may or may not include depictions of violence and gore. Read it at your own risk.

 

"Huff...Huff..Huff… Why now?, Of all things" I'm bolting through the forest, or what seems to be one but the darkness covers almost every thing in sight, continuing  to run and run from whatever was chasing me all I hear is the sound of thumping...wingbeats? Whatever it was was just above the trees and my gut feeling is telling me to run and not look back, after what seems like ages the trees break into a open meadow as my foot catches a tree root on the way out as I felt my body hit the grass quickly sitting up before a large black shadow drops into the meadow right infront of my shaky vision all I can make of it was something big. And it said something to me just as I drifted back awake "Its almost time young wing.." everything else it might've said blanked out as my alarm took over it. I sighed softy and rubbed my face in disbelief before opening my eyes as the sun peered in through the window into my room."Morning already...ugh what was up with that dream?." Sitting up  and hanging my feet of the bed waiting a moment to wake up more before gathering some clean clothes and walking to the bathroom to get ready for the day. Tossing my light purple hair back into a ponytail and washing off my face with some cold water before looking into the mirror and seeing baby blues pop back at me but this time something was off the left had a shine of yellow?.. maybe a honey tone looking as if it was fighting the blue for control. I didn't feel any different. Maybe it was just sleep still lingering. After making sure everything looked okay and presentable for the day, walking out of the bathroom I nearly get taken to the ground by a giant floof dog.." Havoooocc!! Why must you jump on me every day" sighs softly and pets behind his ear and let's out a small chuckle when he starts whimpering as if he was talking back,or is knowing him. Once I gained my balance back from the shepherd pounce of the morning, I made my way to the kitchen and opening the fridge and digging through all the misplaced snacks I've tossed in and out. I should probably organize this at some point maybe later havoc will have a good meal of leftovers thats for sure, after grabbing a energy drink and a few vanilla yogurt cups from the fridge. Breakfast of champions I guess until I get some more money for another security job, hopefully the boss gets a new one soon im living on scraps, I sit back and look down at havoc who's now under my chair looking up at me with his tongue hanging out of his mouth waiting for me to drop something at any moment which isn't surprising since I tend to drop a lotta stuff always carried a bad habit of being clumsy since i was young, whether it be faceplanting from tripping on thin air or running into random walls or doorways, I've always taken it as a bad luck part on me so I got used to it, and thanks to it havoc has had probably way to many meals than I've had. Anyways I finnished off a majority of my yogurts before giving havoc the last couple bites and throwing the empty packets away and sitting back down to see if there's any new books in the Kindle that my mom constantly adds. "Mhmm.. a new shifter book?. Must be a continuation to another series". I scrolled through the list looking through what I've already read or haven't and sighed. A lot of these I've already read and others they get taken and removed by the day with how quick mom reads unless I let her know what ones I want to read, I finally picked one out that caught my eye and let it download before I heard a knock at my door and got up to check while havoc was already waiting at the door to be big bad guard licking dog. I opened the door and saw a familiar face… but couldn't quite tell who it was?

Ever since that day. everything seemed to slowly find a place.

5 FEBRUARY, FRIDAY, AFTERNOON
"You're growing up, you've met your mate, and your dad and I agree you'll need your own space... I mean eventually you'll need your own space. Not now. Maybe in a few years. Not now. Definitely, not now." And then Mum suddenly hugged me, "Oh Sam! Why must you grow up so fast?"
"Isn't it good for me to grow up and help run pack? Then Dad could spend more time with you..." I tried to reason with mum.
"Well yes, but Sam..." Mum stroked my hair, "I guess I'm just having trouble letting my baby go."
"You can baby Sabre." I told her.
Mum shook her head, "None of you can ever be a replacement for the other." Then mum smiled, "I'm greedy that way. I want all three of my babies."
I shrugged. I couldn't help growing up. I needed to grow up. There was a war looming ahead. I had to protect my pack.
"Everything is just happening so fast these days." Mum said, "Even houses are built in a couple of weeks."
Mum marveled at the oyster white glass tiles on the bathroom wall, large glided mirrors, and the wide bath. She waved her hand around, "Ki really came through for us in the last minute when he found the prefabricated home parts. There was quite a bit of redesign due to the constraints in available units, but he managed to work with Chloe to make the amendments... Chloe said the new house was even better than she had originally planned. We even have a pool now."
Uh... Okay... But why was Mum telling me this?
"I asked him how he managed it, and he told me it was a team effort. Harvey was keeping the accounts and tracking the timeline. Ben was dealing with the Future Alpha Office set up and pack house schedules... That's another pup who's growing up too fast!" Mum commented, shaking her head. She should have tea with Mrs Beta and have a heart to heart talk.
But Mum was still talking to me, "But my point is that they worked together. Wolves were put in packs for a reason. Don't run out alone, Sam. You don't ever have to run alone."
I nodded. I was trying to process Mum's point. Did she feel I wasn't a team player? When had I ever ran alone?
I tried to think of an instance where I had been really left alone. I remembered Flynn's words to me in the car. He made it sound like I was always protected, and in many ways he was right.
But I wasn't a puppy anymore. I didn't need my dad or Beta Lucas to help run my meeting or Candance or whatever it was. I felt quite sure I could deal with this myself... Once I knew what the hell I was dealing with anyway.
But even if I got stuck, I had a lot of people at the meeting who wouldn't think twice about stepping up to help me.
But I was the Alpha! I don't need to have several minders around me at every moment the way Henry had insinuated at theatre class today.
"Well, you better take your shower. I'll see you at dinner." Mum decided to leave me alone with my thoughts, "Just remember, Ki, Harvey, and Ben are all just downstairs from you now."
"You worry too much." I told my mum.
"I can't help it. Sam, you're a beautiful girl. And while I know Bell will take care of you, he's also a male wolf. All your betas are male... And now you have new male fight dogs in your wing." Mum sighed, "As a mother, naturally I worry."
"There's nothing to worry about." I told her, "You need to trust me more."
"I do trust you. It's the others I don't trust." Mum muttered.
Even her precious Ki, or Harvey, or Ben? Hahaha..
Mum kissed the top of my head, and then she left.
Dad often said that women are full on contradictions, in which he meant Mum was full of contradictions.
If I was a puppy, then there was no need to worry about the male wolves right? I mean, growing up, most of my friends were boys to begin with. And I would say Mate made it clear that I was just a puppy in his eyes.
If she didn't trust the guys, then why was she taking comfort that they were just downstairs? Or telling me to work together with them?
If she wanted me to be her baby, why was she giving me my own space to run? I pretty much owned this side tower now. Okay, I know, this was my parent's home. But MINE.
Fine, the pool downstairs was shared. BUT THIS BATHTUB, IT WAS MINE.
I filled the bath with water, and found soap and shampoos in "Sakura Blossoms". Ah....bath... It was just as I sunk into the warm soapy comfort when I realized Candance!
So I pulled myself out slopping wet, wrapped a large towel, plodded out to the bedroom, dripping on the soft thick new pale pink carpets, to my school bag left at the foot of my clamshell.
It was ridiculous. No matter how many times I saw it, the giant golden clamshell was ridiculous.
Anyway, it was cold outside the bath. I rummaged in my bag a bit before producing my kindle. Okay, time to get down to grown up Alpha business!
Like figuring out what a Candance is.
I returned to the warmth of the bathroom. Carefully lowered myself into the tub without getting my hands or the kindle wet, and then started scrolling through the documents until I found the document labeled, "First Leadership Candance Agenda"
Bingo!
I went back to the document list and scrolled around. As expected, Harvey had also uploaded and lined up his notes along with the agenda, as well as all the relevant reports. There were now exactly 1248 documents in my kindle. I was current reading document number 5. The Candance Agenda was document 1132.
What the heck.
At this point it did occur to me that maybe I was taking it too easy at school. Maybe I should've been reading my kindle instead of that manga. Maybe.
Then I would be at least at document 8 by now.
Sigh. Hey, Boo, any chance you can use your Wolfie power to speed read through all this? 
{Sure, why don't you sleep with that under your pillow tonight, and I'll download it into your brain?}
My wolf was evolving in the most unlikable way.
Back to the Candance which was, by the way, exactly what Flynn made it sound like. A leadership meeting to keep everyone updated.
And Flynn wasn't mistaken, according to the document, I was chairing.
Apparently, the Candance was called by the Future Alpha Office or FAO. There was even a logo, an "FA" inside the circle of an "O".
Wow, I took a moment to admire the logo of the office that I didn't know I had, printed on the agenda I didn't know was sent, about the meeting I didn't know I was going to chair.
Maybe there was another Sam living here, one who ran candances instead of meetings.
And then I realized, "Ben!"
I mean, since when did my betas ever do anything without consulting me first? Well, if they had, I wouldn't have known. But I was quite sure that neither Ki nor Harvey would have done this without first asking me.
Wait, but Candance was such a Ki kind of word. So was the FAO logo. It was a very Ki style, streamline, modern, with a flash of gold. And let's not forget it was Harvey's notes that were all lined up with the Agenda.
Then I remembered what mum said about teamwork. Gah! My betas were as thick as thieves... How dare they use my name to call a meeting? A very necessary and timely meeting with a fancy name and solid agenda, no less. Grrr... How dare they!
What made them think I would be okay with that?
One word: Ben.
And he was right. I flipped through the rest of Harvey's notes. I remembered Flynn saying how he had been in and out a lot lately. I could see how this meeting was needed to update everyone, and also to strengthen our relationships - this part I borrowed from Henry's impassioned speech about strong allies.
I'm not running alone, so I needed to "think aloud", or at least keep everyone running with me on the same page.
Actually, as I read the notes, I realized I was also updating myself. Even Bell's Underground work had been reported, by Stephan who had made concise and meticulous notes in his weekly reports.
Most of the trouble stemmed from the lack of discipline. "The difference between an army and a group of bandits is discipline and honor." Stephan had quoted in ancient lycan. He was 100% alpha wolf. Lycan Study Group often taught some ancient lycan, but it usually had smaller phonetics spelt out under it. So you just had to sound out the word with the phonetics and look at the pictographic text to guess what the words eluded to. Only beta and alpha wolves had to learn to write in Ancient Lycan. (Calligraphy had always been my pet peeve.)
Stephan's report was handwritten - in full ancient lycan. It would have killed me to read it, but Harvey had a translated copy attached, where only the quote was retained in ancient lycan because I was sure it had to be some well known ancient saying or something.
Traditionally, Alpha wolves only wrote in ancient lycan to other Alpha wolves. I checked Stephan's original report. It had been scanned, but I could see his stamp clearly, addressed to me, and my name was in Ancient Lycan.
In Ancient Lycan my name was written as a flower with a ear inside it. And because I was from the Night Leaf pack, usually the prefix would be a crescent shaped leaf.
I was surprised that Stephan had known my name. But Stephan had written another prefix to my name. It was a complicated one which did include a crescent, but also other symbols.
Boo knew what it was, it was the name for Moon Bell, and a mesh of Night Leaf, Morning Light, Lorent... And even Stephan's pack...
{Cloud Forest}
Because wolves could read these things, not by sounds, but by heart. It was the text of the ancient wolf language, before we spoke with human tongue.
Actually, even though most Lycan text was in black ink, real Lycan text was rather colorful in nature. For example, Stephan's pack name would be a white cloud hovering in a red forest. This indicated the color of his packland and the nature of his pack. Ancient lycan was both deep and poetic. That's why it was such a pain in the a****
I thought of the word for what I was doing, contemplating ancient lycan while draped in the bath. It was a very funny word. I quite liked it. I think the closest translation was "languishing."
Languishing (over) scrolls
The steam
The Sakura
Candance
Prepare
This would be how the Ancient Text would phrase itself. And then our Lycan Study Teacher would tell us to translate it to English.
Which would read something like this:
I'm feeling lazy and was supposed to be working, but I've turned to mush with all the comfortable steam and smells of Sakura that I have no energy to prepare for the Candance although that's what I should be doing.
I told you ancient lycan was a pain to read.
But I looked at Stephan's report again, and then I dunno, I just let Boo look, and suddenly the words imprinted in my mind, the situation at the underground, the initial tensions, the fight dogs needed an alpha.
What the hell was Stephan doing? Wasn't he a perfectly strong (and properly educated) alpha? And wasn't Bell there? He was an alpha wolf too right?
{I'm the alpha.}
So I needed to make the allegiance bond with the fight dogs?
I looked at the report again, Stephan had signed off with what I could only translate to as, "Your humble servant."
It was more the feeling than the words. He was submitting to my wolf.
Hm... Maybe this ancient lycan had more use than I thought. It was almost magical, I suddenly understood not just with my mind, or even my heart. My wolf got it.
Stephan was my wolf, and he could do with my help.
Yeah, I should write back in ancient lycan too. Wait no, who was I kidding? I'm an idiot when it came to Lycan calligraphy. I always got the ink on everything. Sigh.
There was a gentle knock on the bathroom glass, "Goddess, it is nearly time for dinner. There is a meeting later at 9pm with Moon Bell's leaders and elders. The Future Alpha Office is also ready for your inspection. Would you like to see it after dinner?"
"Uhm, okay." I answered, "I'll be out in a minute."
"Then I will wait outside your room, goddess." Ki informed me.
I waited another minute before reaching for the knob to let the water out of the tub. Then I got out and shifted, shook out, and shifted back.
I plodded into the wardrobe got dressed into the outfit set out for me. It was a long navy turtle neck matched with white skinny jeans. I checked my reflection. Ok! And you might like to know, my hair was back to the usual length on every side.
See if you can interpret this:
Ready
Set
Go!
(I) Win!

Big-hearted and witty, Samantha Kingsley is the Alpha's daughter who grew up learning to meet everyone's expectations. But Samantha isn't a pup anymore, she's in high school now, and is just about to discover that her life is written by her choices. Not by dreams, or prophecies, or even the moon goddess. This girl is going to protect the happiness of her pack and everyone she loves.

Read her diary here.
Updated every night.

Volume Synopsis
VOL 1
It's the first week of school. Despite my failed attempt to make a friend, I somehow ended up surrounded by a handful of wolf classmates, got accepted by the human "cool" girls, and became a vampire's guard dog? 


VOL 2
I think I'm just starting to get the hang of school. From navigating school halls, new friends, vampires, and school clubs... 
Back home it should have been the usual drill, but things started shifting. And I urm...might have been messing around where I shouldn't.


VOL 3
I had to miss a couple of school days this week due to my ah, long term bout of "anemia". It's been pretty intense at home. My alpha position was challenged, rogues burnt down our home, I rescued my first fight dog, discovered the Lorent's secret oracle, almost rescued my mate...and accidentally stumbled into my Alpha Dad's secret.


VOL 4
My worlds collide as some members from my pack come to my school to sell concert tickets. And when Grandpa Alpha shocked us all by dying, my dad's family comes together to pay their last respects at the Night Forest Pack. 


VOL 5
It's February and the Vampire Queen is celebrating her birthday. Would Rebel's plan to escape work out? Meanwhile, I'm stuck in school dealing with high school drama, an evolving wolf, and a new human sister. In the Red Packlands, war nearly breaks out. (This might have been a very little bit my fault.)

VOL 6
It's the week of Valentine's Day, but I've got a highschool play, Lorent drama, Vampire slaying training, and an underground army to deal with first. And then warlock weather threw an extended snowstorm at us. The whole of Green Packlands goes into lockdown - but what about Valentine's Day?

VOL 7
Exams are a week away, and it feels like my time at Winderhill is really coming to a close. I'm trying to be a good student, but there are paparazzi camped outside my school, I ran with rogues (I'm shocked too), Maria just had to enter her dark cycle in school...My life is too exciting to study for exams.

VOL 8
It's exam week, but I've got far greater problems brewing at home. The prophecies are merging. River's stone had unlocked warlock trouble, the rogue king has moved in, and then there's Uncle Louis' economical problems... one at a time. Just let me survive Code Black and figure out what's going on at Heller's first, and I'm sure everything else will work out somehow.


"Excuse me, could you help me with the computer?"
A white-haired woman in a blue jean skirt and pink cardigan pulled me from my philosophic musings. I took a deep breath. Computer help always felt like Russian Roulette. At the library, people with various levels of computer literacy come in, and it can be difficult explaining to someone why the internet is running slowly or why their email needs to be verified. Sometimes, if it were a technical problem, people looked at me with an expression of "Why don't you have the entire computer manual memorized?"
"Sure, how can I help?" 
"Well, I need to pay my water bill today, and they said I could pay it online, but I'm not too good with computers."
"Let's take a look," I said, standing up. She led me over to her station. Our library had about fifteen public computers. Some people were surfing Facebook and Twitter; others were filling out job applications or working on resumes. Amanda, our patron with Down Syndrome, was carefully researching the latest movies on IMDB to find something to check out next. She made some notes in a small spiral notebook. 
"Oh hi Ariel," said Amanda. "How do you spell werewolf?" 
"W-E-R-E-W-O-L-F," I responded. 
Amanda typed as I spelled; An American Werewolf in Paris appeared on her screen.
"Thanks," she said.
The older woman sat down at the computer. She tried typing in her login information on the bill payment site. 
Computer: Incorrect Password. 
She frowned. "Now, what was my password? They make you create so many darn passwords, nowadays, I can't hardly keep up!" She tried typing in her password again. 
Computer: Incorrect Password. 
 "Ok, let's go ahead and re-set your password," I said. It was the third password I had to reset that day. "Click on that, where it says, "Forgot Password?"
"Where?"
"Down there, at the bottom of the screen." I pointed.
 Patron: "Oh, I see it now." She clicked the link and typed in her email. 
Computer: A reset link has been sent to your email account.
Me: "Ok, so now we just need to login to your email."
Patron: "Oh, where do I go for that?"
Me: "Um, what email service do you use? Gmail, Yahoo, Hotmail…?"
Patron: "My email is blahblahblah@gmail.com"
Me: "Ok, then we go to gmail."
Patron: "Where do I type that in?"
Me: "In the address bar at the top of the screen." *Points*
Patron: *taps out gmail address*
Computer: Loading gmail
Patron: "Thank you very much for helping me. My daughter insists that I get one of these new-fangled phones--" *Waves smart phone like magic wand* "and I have to pay my bill by today."
Me: Oh lord, please let this be over soon. "No problem!" Bright, cheery tone and a plastic smile on my face.
Computer: Login to Gmail.
Me: "Ok, now go ahead and login to your email."
Patron: *Squints at computer* "Where do I do that?"
Me: "Click on where it says, "Login."
Patron: *clicks* "Do I have to type out the whole thing or just my name?"
Me: "Just your username."
Patron *Peck, peck peck*
Computer: Incorrect Password.
Me: *Silently screams* "Ok, it looks like we have to reset your email password. Go ahead and click, "Forgot Password…?"
Forty-three steps and two reset passwords later, the phone bill is paid, and I want a pint of chocolate ice cream.
Before I made the decision to take off my clothes for money, I worked at a medium-sized library in a mid-sized city in Dallas. As my first library job, I was so happy to be in a place that valued literacy and reading, as opposed to the strictly financial, bureaucratic world of banking. The library was divided into two main sections: upstairs, which held the children's area, adult fiction, computer area, and check-out desk; and downstairs, which was dedicated to non-fiction books and held a few study rooms. The downstairs part was what people typically think a library is"the quiet area," for studying and reading and such. 
I worked mainly at the reference desk, answering questions or helping people find information as best I could. For simple questions that can be Googled (that pre-internet would have taken an encyclopedia, almanac, or directory to answer), librarians call these "Ready Reference" queries. Sometimes I would get phone calls from people asking for the phone number of the nearest medical clinic, or the address of one store or another. 
There was one elderly lady (fondly known to the library staff as "Movie Lady") who would call and ask for the mailing address of retro movie stars, so she could write fan mail. She would also ask very specific questions about random films or TV commercials like, "Do you remember the commercial for the Friskey's cat food in 1995? What was the name of the cat they used?" or: "What was the title of the music composition from the 1980s horror movie where they had the girl chained up in the basement?" In essence, people ask questions that range from the easily-answered to the bizarrely-obscure. 
More complex questions may require cross-references and a significant more time to answer, such as, "What was the role of the Book of the Dead in ancient Egyptian religion?" or "What are the current theories of cognitive behavior therapy?" or "What is the average air speed velocity of an African swallow?" I LOVED reference queries, because they were intellectually stimulating challenges. Each question was like a small treasure hunt. Working the reference desk meant learning something new and exploring new ways to find an answer as efficiently and precisely as possible. Most people who journeyed downstairs into the reference section were students who needed a quiet place to study or people with relatively simple questions like, "Where are the cookbooks?" or "Do you have any car repair manuals?" However, there was the occasional challenge, such as helping people with the microfilm machine to look up newspapers from the 1840s or tracking down a legal definition. 
When I wasn't at the reference desk, I had "personal projects," assigned by the head librarian, and these consisted mostly of weeding and processing books for withdrawal from the library. Once the librarian had made a list of all the books that were too old, dirty, or outdated (or those that simply hadn't been checked out in at least two years) I would track down each title off the rows and rows of shelves, pull it and place it on a cart, then "process" them for withdrawal. This involved marking out the library's barcode with a sharpie and stamping the books twice with the "Withdrawn" stamp.
There were other various tasks, like shelving the books or shelf-reading, which is literally going through the stacks to make sure every book is in its correct place, by reading the call numbers. (It's not as boring as it sounds, and it can be quite therapeutic for clearing one's mind.) 
Other than that, I helped kids with their homework, showed people how to download books onto their Kindle, gave reading recommendations, helped people navigate the genealogy database, and anything any other menial task that assisted and supported the full-time librarians. 
Going to the library was one of my favorite activities growing up. I loved the dusty smell of thousands of books, the quiet hum of energy throughout, and the sense that the library was somehow a sacred space. The idea that there was a place you could go and take ten or twenty books without paying for them was magical. Here was a land where there were hidden treasures, mysteries, and fantastic stories of dragons, mermaids, or pirates; a land where kind people would help you with any question you could possibly think of. Any time I came to work, I was in my favorite place in the world. 




Ariel Slick writes original fiction including short stories, novels, and memoirs to spread the joy of imagination and creativity. She also helps clients achieve their fiction writing goals with her ghostwriting skills on Upwork.com and Guru.com. Although she has  worked as a freelancer for three years, she has been dedicated to the craft all her life. Her fiction focuses on themes of love, justice, and magic, and her most popular works include romance and fantasy romance. 

Everyone loves to watch a slow-moving train wreck. That’s what happens when Ariel, librarian, book lover, and full-time geek, decides to work as an exotic dancer. When she loses her job as a bank teller, she needs a way to earn some extra cash--and fast. Driven by curiosity--just how hard could this stripping thing be?--she decides to sign up at a local club. There’s just one thing: she doesn’t tell her boyfriend about it.

Diving into the world of exotic dancing, she has to navigate the murky moral waters of taking off her clothes for money. From wild champagne parties to private shows with high-rolling customers, she will start raking in the money...until the cost becomes too high. 


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