This is just a Book filled with words and it's definition. 


Hope you enjoy.



Word: A speech sound or series of speech sounds that communicates a meaning.

This is just a Book filled with random words and it's definition. 


Hope you enjoy.



Word: A speech sound or series of speech sounds that communicates a meaning.

What exactly is "Family"? Is it just a word used to label people who are blood-related? Dianne in the beginning believes so. but throughout the exploration of different kinds of experiences Dianne has a very different meaning to the word "Family". Read and Find out. What exactly is the definition of... Family?

Daddy.

It can refer as a father figure and one’s father. But, daddy can also mean something else.

Something meant utterly different from the first definition.

This is the story of my “daddy”, Kwon Jiyong

Getting the number fired him up, but Ben knew to quit when ahead. Beluga advised him after getting a number he should exit. It's always best to leave on a high note. So Ben said a quick goodbye and walked away.
Beluga and Antonio smiled with pleasant surprise. They didn't expect Ben would get a phone number on their 2nd day together. What's more, that girl was hot!
"Way to go, cuz!" Antonio congratulated.
Beluga nodded many times in appreciation.
Ben narrated what happened with them. When they heard he admitted to being an Otaku, their eyebrows elevated to their hairlines. Ben's unorthodox opener and the girl's response were like a nerd's wet dream. It was not typical. You could say Ben lucked out, but the always elusive luck is only caught by those who risk chasing it.
It was approaching sunset in the park so they called it a day, agreeing to meet again the next week. Ben was tired and eager to open a new Mystery Box so he returned to his dorm.
Walking to the subway, Ben's mind couldn't stop thinking about what his Mystery Box could contain…So far he'd only gotten consumables, but there were probably many other types of items he hadn't seen yet. He wondered about it. 'I can imagine some real world items. Could there even be...skills?'
He licked his lips in anticipation.
***
Ben sat on his small double bed as he stared at his system screen. His foot subconsciously tapped the floor in rhythm as he was in the middle of a tough decision. "850 points…The system mentioned it hides some store items until I have enough points. Should I save up to 1000 first?"
"...No, I only have 16 days left. Last time I didn't get any points for a week. Who knows how long it'll take. I need to use any potential advantage now." He settled.
Opening up the Store screen, Ben used 500 points to buy a Low Level Mystery Box. It materialized in his lap and he opened it. Ben knew by now to close his eyes, only opening them after a few seconds when the light receded. He saw a familiar item.
"Another Stat Growth Multiplier?" Ben wasn't sure how to feel. It was useful, but it was hard to say if he could make significant enough gains to change his fate in two weeks. Even if it was for looks again, he suspected he'd at most gain 1 point, since he'd already eaten the easy beginner gains the prior week when he lost his flab. He knew losing fat is much easier than gaining muscle.
He touched the card and a new pop-up emerged.
[Mid Level Stat Growth Multiplier(Consumable, Rare, Charisma) x1]
"Charisma…that's pretty go—" He froze like a deer in the headlights.
"Wait..." He scrutinized the screen's information again word for word.
"Mid Level! Rare!" Ben stood up and gasped.
"Oh my god!" Would it do what he thought? He asked the system and verified it.
"Yes! 100x!" This card would multiply his results by 100x!
Ben did the math. "That means over 7 days, I'll get almost 2 YEARS worth of results?!?"
"BINGOOO!" He danced and did karate moves around the room!
*Slam*
Fariq entered to uncover Ben in the middle of...a Hadouken? His eyes widened...
"That's a nice Hadouken bro!" Fariq appreciated it.
"Thanks man!"His roommate even had great taste! This was Ben's day!
These two roommates had seen little of each other. The prior weeks of university kept them both busy, Fariq with studying and Ben with not dying. Ben wanted to catch up, but it wasn't the time, so he made some small talk and excused himself to get some air.
The eggshell colored walls of the dorm hallway were cluttered with new flyers and informational bulletins, but Ben was too distracted to read them. He was still recovering from the shock of receiving that mid level item.
Rare was the highest quality item he could get from the Low Level Mystery Box, so it was incredible that he lucked out and got it. He didn't know the odds but they couldn't have been too high.
Ben didn't know if the system was helping him or the heavens were on his side, but if he could use the Stat Growth Multiplier well, it might give him a chance to make breakout gains! This is what he needed!
His charisma was 0 so there was massive room for improvement.
Any charisma-related activity he did would generate earth-shattering growth. Only...why couldn't he think of one?
'Now that I think about it...what is charisma?' Ben scratched his head. He paced in the hallway as he considered it, steps advancing in uncertain gait on the brown carpet. He lost track of the outer world as he delved into his ideas, but after some time, he still couldn't grasp it.
It wasn't a simple stat like looks. Just how would you describe it? Sighing, Ben planned to ask his system, but he first wanted to know how society defined it. Snapping out of his previous trance, he walked to the elevator as he pulled out his phone and searched.
One definition he found was: "A personal magic of leadership arousing special popular loyalty or enthusiasm for a public figure (such as a political leader)." (1)
Ben shook his head, "I'm not a politician. Next."
Another definition was: "You say that someone has charisma when they can attract, influence, and inspire people by their personal qualities." (2)
That confused Ben. "Doesn't everyone who influences people use their personal qualities? Personal qualities are inherent--there's no avoiding the use of them...Tch. I still don't get it." He looked for another one.
"That single, undescribable, intangible quality that a girl with big jugs has."
…
Ben looked at the source: author "wetcoaster" on urbandictionary.
'...Well, I can't argue against that, but it still doesn't help me.' He sighed. 'Ok. Let's move on to the system's definition.'
...
Only after speaking with the system, did he understand it. Charisma was a multiplier on all his stats.
It was similar to how attraction started at a baseline, then seduction skills could raise attraction from there. All his other stats were a baseline, and charisma was a soft skill expressed through communication, which magnified the effectiveness of his stats on attracting and influencing others.
Communication could happen through his speech or body language. His appearance alone could even give off a sense of charisma when people looked at him, which multiplied the attraction of his looks. It was an amazing stat!
With Ben's 0 charisma, he received no multiplier at all. Meanwhile, someone with marginal charisma could have all their other stats identical to Ben, but crush him in every social activity!
That's why you have some media personalities with mediocre looks or communication skills who are still very popular.
Even with a definition, Ben's main issue was still there. How could he improve charisma?
*Ding*
He looked up from his phone to see the doors for the elevator open.
*Ding*
The elevator doors closed, but Ben still stood outside, not having entered. A flyer posted on the elevator's side had mesmerized him.
The flyer said, "Motivational Speaking Seminar."
Ben gasped…
"That's it!" he shouted.

"With this system, I'll become the world's greatest seducer! If it doesn't kill me first..." I was a nobody, a short fatty Otaku. Then, a girl's voice popped into my head: [Seduce a woman within a month or die.]
"What the hell...how? I'm an 18-year-old virgin..."
[7+ looks only. No slam donkeys.]
"You’re forcing me to die!” 

Facing annihilation, I saw no choice but to join the international community of pick up artists, and from that day forward, my boring student life became filled with craziness and womanizing. I just had one problem: "Why are all these guys insane?!?"

Pick Up Artist: One who uses specialized tactics to seduce women.

Additional Tags: weak to strong, supernatural, action, fantasy, funny, dungeon, face smacking, bloodlines, modern, harem, r-18, litrpg,magic, cultivation, martial arts, shameless protagonist, parody, satire, succubus, netori, adult, ecchi, sex, hidden gem, drama, wuxia, adventure, mature, school life, seinen, princess, billionaire, werewolves, xuanhuan, erotic, erotica, romance, revenge, polygamy, psychological, r18, 18, 18+, smut, hentai, comedy, light novel, alchemy, system.

*No Netorare or Yuri.

*If you dislike harem, I guarantee this one will be different and become the best harem you've read on WN. There are colorful characters, no bad romance, and no annoying female conflicts driving the plot.

*Every volume so far has been even better than the prior one.

*If you're wary of reading originals, I assure you that I'm a native English speaker and you'll find the writing here to be at a print professional standard. If I said this story had the 2nd best grammar on Webnovel, no author or translator would dare say theirs had the 1st.

*If you doubt any of the above, please read the hundreds of 5-star reviews. Some originals may have more reviews because they're older or get more marketing from Webnovel, but I doubt they have more glowing 5-star reviews.

RELEASE SCHEDULE: 1 new chapter posted every day by 12 pm Est/12 am GMT+8. Bonus chapters don't have a set time, but if there are some pending, on per day is posted for 2 chaps/day total.

Join the largest Webnovel Discord of 2500+ readers for character art and more: https://discord.gg/VSKzgzV8J9  (case-sensitive)

If you'd like to make a Paypal donation to support the cultural cause of the novel and author: https://bit.ly/3lU4xD1

A year and a half passed just like that. Today was my enrollment into Thorn Hill Academy. I have been looking forward to this day but have also been dreading it. I knew that as soon as I entered I would be ridiculed by my classmates alongside Melody. But today I am prepared. I have quite a few tricks up my sleeve along with new spells. Hopefully I won't have to reveal my cards so early. 

***

It was the morning of Melody's and my enrollment. 

"Nova! Come down for breakfast or you will be late to school!" 

Ugh, I shouldn't have taught Elena Sound Tunnel. I rolled out of bed and walked downstairs still in my pajamas. 

Melody was perky this morning, "Nova, good morning!" 

I replied sleepily, "good morning..." 

Melody looked at me concerned, "Nova are you all right?" 

"I should be asking you that. How can someone be so hyper in the morning?"

Although I said this, I like that about Melody. She is always smiling and sees the good in everyone. I want to protect that innocence as much as I can. 

I sat in between Melody and Zeph. There was breakfast but I wasn't that hungry so I ate a little and dumped the rest in the trash bin. Shortly after we finished eating it was time to leave. I got dressed and grabbed my school bag.

Melody and I spoke before leaving, "I'm off!" 

Elena responded from the kitchen, "Take care!" 

Zeph looked up from his plate of food and spoke with his mouth full, "Take care!"

Markus just looked up from his newspaper and nodded. This guy's personality fluctuates like the waves of the ocean!

Melody and I left towards Sound Village.

***

We arrived at Thorn Hill after about thirty minutes of walking. It was in a remote part of Sound Village and one could instantly tell It was a rich area. Huge mansions were seen in the residential areas and upscale restaurants swarmed with people. Compared to everyone else walking around here, Melody and I stood out the most. 

Thorn Hill was a sight for sore eyes. What was the point of having such a large school for such a small amount of people? It was a waste of money and was a way for the rich to flaunter their family's money. It made me sick to my stomach but I sucked it up. It was necessary to enroll here if I want to become well known in the magical world. We walked onto the campus and up to the main entrance.

Melody looked at me nervously, "I don't know about this..." 

I reassured her, "I promise Nothing will happen to us. We made sure to prepare ourselves for today. We can do this." 

Melody smiled nervously, "Alright, I believe you, Nova." 

I advised her, "No matter how many people stare, just walk with your head held high. Don't look weak or else they will come after us. Understand?" 

She nodded slightly and I opened the doors to the inside of the building. 

The campus was big but the school was bigger. The inside looked like it was constructed for royalty! There were high rise chandeliers with crystals refracting the light emitted from them. There was a grand staircase and even red carpet on it. This was too excessive! 

The school was bustling with students. Conversations could be heard throughout the hallway but as soon as Melody and I entered everyone paused what they were doing and stared at us. Some students whispered while others sneered. It was exactly the response I had expected. 

I whispered to Melody, "Don't let them bother you. lets head to the courtyard for the introduction speech." 

We walked through the eying crowds and went to the courtyard. When we entered the courtyard it looked like the Garden of Eden! It was really too excessive! There was a huge coy pond that looked like a lake and a waterfall, pouring water into the pond continuously. Trees stood tall periodically around the courtyard. I took one last look then lined up in an orderly fashion with the other students. Melody and I got separated but promised to meet up later as it was better to walk around the campus together for safety. I don't trust any of the students here. 

There was a stage set up with a podium in the front center of the stage. Behind the podium was a considerably old man with a very long white beard and a bold head. He looked like a monk. 

The old man spoke with a rough voice, "Welcome new students to Thorn Hill Academy. I know you kids don't like speeches so I will keep it short. I have very high expectations for you all this year. As newly enrolled students..." 

The old man continued his speech but it was rather boring. Eventually he got to an important topic.

"Indeed, everyone here has a high magical aptitude but some are better than others. Hence, we divide students into classes based on a test. Each of you will be tested in various ways ranging from knowledge of magic to combat power. I look forward to everyone's placement. Thank you." 

The old man turned and walked off stage. All the students clapped politely. Then, a student  I could only presume was the freshmen representative walked up to the podium to present her speech. The girl had long black hair and a beautiful figure. She looked like a porcelain doll. The definition of perfection was standing at the podium smiling. If I was straight, one glance at her would make me question my sexuality! 

The girl began her speech, "Hello classmates. My name is Cynthia and I am the freshmen representative of our class. If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask me. I am here to help you get through the school year. Everyone work hard and make Thorn Hill Academy proud." 

When she finished her speech an applause louder than the one before sounded loudly throughout the courtyard. I used a weak Sound Barrier to block some of the sound because it was that loud. It seemed this Cynthia was quite a popular person, I better keep my eye on her. Everyone was dismissed so students headed to the bulletin board to see where their first test would take place and with whom. The board was crowded so I waited for the crowd to die down a bit before taking a look at where I should go. I looked at the board and was surprised at the odds.

...
Classroom 1B 

This will be your testing room for the entire testing process.

Terra 
Cynthia 
Melody 
Nova 
Crystal
Aaron 
Andrew 
Warren 
Jack
Michael 
...

After I got my room number I headed towards my assigned classroom. I got to the room and opened the door. Immediately, A serge of killing intent flooded out from the classroom. Things were about to get real interesting.

All my life I had two dreams,
One was to be able to leave this cruel world behind, completely disappearing from my horrid existence. The second was to be reborn as what could have been: what should have been. What if I could just be the person I am inside? What if I did not have to hide my true self any longer? These thoughts cross my mind and I ponder, but no matter how many times I think these things, a thought is still a thought; that is, until it became my reality... 

———————————
A tale about the secrets within and how to overcome them.

"Where is it, ugh," Harmony shouts. Her whole room looks like the definition of a zombie apocalypse. Clothes thrown every which way, shoes scattered, jewelry over filling a small container, and carelessly tossed hair products. Harmony walks over to an untouched jour despite all the half filled boxes, opening it. Moving wasn't exactly easy especially when you where expecting friends, trying to pack thousands of objects under 20 minutes and set to find a very important misplaced item. To make all things better, today was her birthday. "Ugh!" 

It was as if the world is against her in every way. Maybe she should have took her mother's advice or else this whole situation would have been solved. Harmony's movements come to a sudden stop, her face blushed and muscles tense. With a sudden thought, she stomped herself out the door and down a flight of steps. The house looked abandoned with all of its contents packed away. The couches and other huge furniture where the only things left untouched until the pickup trucks arrived. 

Her mother pranced around the kitchen, gathering spices meanwhile her father scrolled through the newest TouchPad as always. His steaming coffee scented the half packed room. "The pots and pans are already packed, you will have to eat cereal," her mom mumbled without having to turn around. 

"Do you know where my paper is," Harmony asks, her voice louder than she expected. Haiden looks up from his bowl as did Victoria who ditched her classes and decided to stick around to pack. Both are her siblings who looked down upon her for being the youngest and the only one to have blonde hair.

"You will have to be more specific, honey." 

"An orange piece of paper, I literally had it laminated. Its my speech for the pep rally, before the Halloween Dance. That slip of paper is very important." Harmony impatiently taps the floor and yanks at her blonde hair; heart is racing like a jet. If she didnt have that paper, she could kiss her position on the JUINS, goodbye. That paper was also to prove herself better than her rival. 

Her mother leaned on the counter, full attention on Harmony who was on the brim of exploding. In the corner of her eye she saw her brothers tall figure walk by. "Have you looked in the living room, maybe it slipped between the cushions." 

"No, I wa-" Harmony felt a slight tap on her shoulder and she shot around to Haiden who gave a mischievous grin.

"I mistook your speech for a table mat, my bad sis," Haidens tone is as confident as ever. "You shouldn't have left something like that sitting around, next thing you know, it could accidentally end up as a doormat next." 

What the hell, she mentally screamed. 

"It was in my room," she spoke through gritted teeth. Harmony's knuckles tightens and her face could probably be mistaken as a tomato. All her hard work just for it to be used so...so...carelessly. 

Her brother shrugged, taking a step forward. "Hmm, then how did it end up down here?"  

Harmony took a threatening step as well. "The cops will be asking the same thing." She snatched the paper which now had a circular sticky residue on it and stormed off.   

"Harmony! At Least eat something before you go," her mother pleaded from below the stairs. 

"Alex, Olivia and I will pick something up on the way," Harmony shouted back, slamming the door shut behind her. Framed paintings rattled, she would have to pack those soon. Harmony spent minutes taking down memorable photos and stacking them all inside a cardboard box, most ripped from her outraging anger. 

"Knock, Knock," came a familiar male voice. Harmony swung open the door to be met by fiery red hair and a sweet smile but he's obviously not affected by her annoyed mood. "What has your tea boiling today, birthday girl?" 

Alex partcores through the laid out objects and takes a seat on the rearranged bed. Harmony huffs, "Him." Her voice bounces off the blue painted walls. 

"Him who, exactly?" 

"Who else!" 

Alex holds his hands up in a mocking surrender. "I'm taking that as in your brother." Harmony shot him a death glare as she tries to adjust her jean shorts and tucked in purple top. "Okay, enough of your brother, are you okay because you seem more aggressive lately."

"Yes," Harmony shoutedly, whispers. "Haiden has made my life a living hell, Victoria as well but this takes the cake." Her words are barely whispers and instead, get louder. "I can take the verbal bullying but he can't just come into my room and take whatever he wants!" 

Promptly, the mirror furthest from the door, shatters.

Harmony, a 17-year-old girl who is on her senior year. She's adopted yet she doesn't know that but is left with a strange necklace since being sent off to a couple's doorstep 17 years ago. 

What she doesn't know is that she's much more than just brains and textbooks but is the prophecy to stop a war between Dark and Light clans, both of which she has and having both is very rare, next to impossible. 

Soon, both clans find out and send their best assassins who go undercover posing as High School students and finally make their move against the most dangerous girl in the universe. The war must go on says both clans.

Harmony, the girl who must stay Hidden until its time.

Shao Yun had always followed her journal, treating it like a life manual. From elementary to adulthood, whatever was scheduled in the journal shall be followed, with little to no room for adjustments.
Just like the note written on it, she went straight ahead in Room 309, the said classroom for her Economics class. As she waited for the professor in a randomly picked seat, she brought out her textbook, confident that her knowledge was more than adequate.
She began skimming through its pages; she was sure she knew the concepts, both by definition and application by heart.
"Economics is going to be easy as pie," she scoffed. 
It wasn't.
As the professor came into the room, Shao Yun's proud smile was still drawn on her lips. Though she couldn't figure what she's supposed to do years away from her "teeny tiny mistake," she thought she could do better with her grades at least.
"It's not like slightly better grades gonna change the future." She let out another airy chuckle.
Seconds after a short greeting and introduction, the professor had her presentation displayed on the screen.
"We'll be starting our first lesson for the semester and I'm sure you've done some advanced reading as I asked you to, right?" she began.
"Advanced reading?" Shao Yun mouthed. She read the lecture title on the screen then navigated its page on the book.
"Now, can someone identify who spoke of this famous quote?" the professor asked after changing the slide. "In the long run we are all dead."
The room remained silent as Shao Yun scrolled through her textbook again.
"Oh, yes? Your name is?" the teacher finally spotted a raise of hand.
"Rui," a boy at the back answered. "It's by John Maynard Keynes."
"That's correct. Good. In the long run, we are all dead."
"Not me," Shao Yun mumbled. 
The rest of the discussion continued in that way, much to her dismay. The lesson introduction was mostly about economists and historical events. In short, it was everything the 29-year old Shao Yun would have forgotten.
"That'd be all for today. I wouldn't leave another assignment for now, you go enjoy your freshman event tomorrow," the professor remarked before leaving, bringing a smile on everyone's faces. "Choose a nice student organization, alright? Or you can choose my organization, the debate team."
"The freshmen event?" She couldn't recall what it was.
- - -
Like breakfast, Shao Yun headed straight back to the same shop with a meal already chosen in mind. She craved something the "commoner" Shao Yun would have wanted, food she could never be seen eating in her CEO office. 
"Lanzhou beef noodle soup please."
"Would you like a drink for that?"
"Yes, of course. Do you have red tea?" she answered, almost forgetting her tight budget. "Never mind, just the beef noodle soup please."
The lady sighed, crossing out her writings on her notepad.
A few minutes later, by the time she had her hands on the noodle soup, the warmth of the paper bowl on her palms, along with the aroma of the soup, made her grow even hungrier. With the seats of the shop already occupied, she hurried out in search of a vacant place to eat. Anywhere would do.
"So? How are you, my third favorite human?" She heard a familiar voice just as she took a seat near the bike stands. The surprise nearly made her lose her grip on her meal and she quickly swayed her head left and right. 
"What?" she mouthed, then looked straight ahead again.
"Did I scare you, human?" It was the grim reaper once again and now he was sitting in front of her.
"In broad daylight? Really?" she whispered, her brows knotting in confusion. 
"Ah, worry not. Other humans cannot see me. After all, it is you who is supposed to be deceased."
"So, I look like I'm talking to the air right now?" she lowered her voice.
"Bingo!" His voice was then joyous. "Oh, did I say that word right?"
She narrowed her eyes in confusion. His raspy voice, especially with his unhuman appearance, did not suit informal language.
"Well? Are you satisfied with my execution of the deal?"
Though a hundred questions piled up in her head, she first searched for her phone in her bag and pressed it near her ear. It was probably the oldest phone still on sale in the tech industry by then.
"What are you doing, human?" 
"Do I want people to think I talk to myself?" she returned the question. "Now, I'm sure you have some explaining to do," Shao Yun spoke.
"What explanation do you need? I simply came here to monitor how you humans are doing."
"First. Why am I even here?" She slightly raised her voice, demanding an answer.
"After that persuasive speech of yours, you forget why you're here?" He answered with another question. "I have to admit, human, the speech was impressive but I've heard better."
She tilted her head, nose scrunching. "I never told you to take me back in 2019. This is a mistake."
"Trust me, human, I do not make petty mistakes."
"I never specified anything. You aren't following the deal."
"You dare accuse me of being a cheat?"
"Are you?"
"You did not want to end up dead in a back alley. I gave you the perfect means to it. In all honesty, it's you who should be thankful to me."
"Then what am I supposed to do here?"
The figure went silent, let out a laugh, then went silent once again.
"Oh. You really do not know?"
She rolled her eyes.
"Ah, I thought of it as some sort of mortal humor."
"You're really getting into it. You're learning how to be a human and talk like one."
"Well, that is the deal. I will get a physical form," he affirmed.
"Right." She mumbled softly before realizing a crucial mistake she made in the bargain.
"So, that's why you won't give me answers." 
"Pardon?" he asked.
"Even if I don't get to correct my life, you… You'll gain my physicality either way."
"Human, I knew you were smart," he chuckled. "Well, what else?"
"You'll gain physicality because you already gave me the means to correct my mistake. At this point, there's a guarantee for your agenda."
"Oh, bingo! You are now promoted as my second favorite human!" he exclaimed. "Any more questions?"
She was speechless.
"None? No more questions?"
"Wait. Why is Ya Zhe Wei my neighbor?"
"Oh no, look at the time." He created an arm-like extension of himself, just like before. "I have to go, farewell, my second favorite human!"
Shao Yun hung her head and sighed. He added more questions to her questions and at the same time, her noodles had gone cold.

On the brink of dying, self-made career woman Shao Yun still has one thing in her mind- money. After successfully bargaining with death, she finds herself ten years in the past, back as a commoner studying in a university. As if things can't get any stranger, she's now next door neighbors with her rival CEO, Zhe Wei.

figure of speech definition novel

Book Of Words

Definition of

DEFINITION OF KARMA

motivation speech

motivational speech

Daddy & Baby

My Pick Up Artist System

Tranquil Storm

A Hidden

Yesterday's Zhe Wei

People search figure of speech definition also like: