A guideline for authors who are new to the business, written by a fan and veteran webnovel reader. These tips are what I think shows the basic quality of a novel, apart from its story. 

Recently, lots of originals have been popping up, and I have noticed that while they have great potential and exciting storylines and settings, the good aspects are buried in errors that could easily be corrected.

Authors, please give it a read. Of course, you will have your own thoughts and difficulties following these guidelines, but I feel that by following as many as you can, your novel will be more liked. Thank you!

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I am writing this for fun 

This is my first time writing this novel

English is not my national language 

In this novel there will be all kind of system which i have read in many system novel 

I'm writing this novel to fulfill my wish

I am writing this for fun 

This is my first time writing this novel

English is not my national language 

In this novel there will be all kind of system which i have read in many system novel 

I'm writing this novel to fulfill my wish

I don't own any characters in this novel.

I walked into the student council room and sat down in a carefree manner. I looked around and noticed everyone with bags under their eyes while exhibiting stress coping behaviors.

Artie was embroidering a handkerchief while muttering to himself.

Lucius was sobbing quietly with his head on the table.

Mathias was staring at the ceiling with a blank expression.

Mary was sleeping soundly on the table.

Dante wasn't affected at all. He just sat there with a bored expression as he watched me calmly.

Millie had a warm smiling face as she looked down at her work and began to draw... Knives. Wait? Why was she drawing knives?! Is she also writing names on her paper?? Why are they crossed out? Oh. My. God. Is that a hit list?!

Nope. Not going to ask. Okay, moving on.

William was mumbling in irritation as he stuffed the cookies Mary had made for me in his mouth.

I looked at all of them in confusion. Just what is going on? Why does everyone seem so stressed out?!

I grabbed a cookie from the platter and took a bite. I instantly spat it out, "Bah! Salty!" I held out the cookie in my hand with a disgusted look, "What the hell is this monstrosity! MARY!"

Mary picked up her head with her eyes still closed, "Huh?... What?"

I frowned, "Just what is wrong with all of you?! Why do you all look so tired and stressed out?!"

"BECAUSE WE ARE TIRED AND STRESSED OUT!" Lucius wailed at the top of his lungs.

Artie turned to me with an exhausted look, "Why wouldn't we be tired?"

I looked around in confusion, "Uhh..."

William smacked his forehead, "Did you forget?!"

I frowned, "Forget what?"

Millie answered, "Next week is the annual national exam."

"What? Since when?"

Why don't I have any recollection of this supposed test?

William groaned, "You've always taken the test! How could you forget?!"

Millie smiled warmly, "I don't think Seri realized she has taken the test before. Usually in class she sleeps the entire time. When a teacher puts a test in front of her, she completes it and quickly falls asleep again."

Lucius looked at me in disbelief, "How have you not flunked out?!"

I smiled arrogantly, "Because I'm a genius."

William rolled his eyes, "Yeah right."

Millie giggled, "Seri actually was able to pass because of her science and math scores. They were almost perfect so it bumped up her final average score."

I looked at Millie in surprise, "How do you remember my scores?"

She smiled, "That's because we are friends."

I guess that makes sense?

William spoke, "The test grades are displayed for every student to see."

I mumbled, "Well that's a bit mean."

I sat back and crossed my arms. National exam... National exam... That does seem a bit familiar. Aha! Now I remember. There was a brief part about the national exam in the original novel. For nobles, the exam isn't very serious. If they flunk it, the worse that will happen is that they will have to repeat classes. However, for commoners it was a totally different story.

Commoners were only able to attend the Academy because of their test scores. They had to get a certain score on the Exam in order to stay at the school. Usually, William would come in first place, Dante in second place, and Mathias in third place. However, once Mary started attending, this was no longer the case.

Mary was a natural born genius. 

Unbelievable. I know.

However, in the original novel she would take first place in the national exam. This would infuriate William and he constantly tried to beat Mary. This competition between the two would turn out to be a precursor to the start of their relationship. 

Does this mean that this scene has already occurred?

I looked between Mary and William. Mary yawned and William looked at me suspiciously. Nope. There's no way that scene occurred. I would have remembered it.

William spoke, "I can't believe you don't take it seriously. Don't you know how important this exam is?"

I waved him off, "Eh, all I need to do is pass. I don't care how important it is after that."

He smirked, "You probably only say that because you know you wouldn't get a good score."

I frowned, "I could get a good score! I bet I could even beat your score!"

William scoffed, "Yeah, right! You couldn't beat me if you tried!"

I shouted back, "I bet I could easily beat you!"

He shouted back to me, "Well I bet that YOU won't even get in the top 10!"

I slammed my hands on the table, "It's a bet then! So what do you want to bet?"

William smirked, "I bet that if you don't score within the top 10, then you have to do my work for an entire month."

I stuck out my tongue, "Are you serious?! When would I be able to sleep?"

He snickered, "What? Think you will lose?"

I turned my nose up, "Of course not! Fine! You're on! But, if I win you'll have to cut off that ponytail of yours."

William gasped and held his ponytail, "My hair?!"

I nodded, "Oh yeah. I've been thinking lately... Why do you even have a ponytail?! Don't you know short hair is much more attractive?"

William felt wronged by this, "My long hair is attractive!! It's a symbol of nobility!"

I rolled my eyes, "Nobility my a**. No, I want to cut it." William looked as though he wanted to cry. I chuckled, "What? Do you think you won't win?"

William hit the table, "I WILL WIN! I WILL DEFINITLY WIN!"

"Then you're on!" I shouted back.

Mary looked between the two of us in confusion, "Wait... What's happening?"

I grabbed onto Mary and Millie, "Let's go study!"

I dragged them off to another room. William shouted, "That doesn't mean you can just skip your duties and- Oh, nevermind."

While we were in the other room, I looked at the two with a serious face, "I need your help studying. We have one week so that should be enough."

Millie looked at me carefully, "But Seri... I don't think we can help you that much..."

"What? Why not?"

They both glanced at each other. Millie spoke, "Me and Mary... Well, we are quite average."

"AVERAGE?" I shouted in a panic.

Millie nodded, "Oh, but how about this? Since you are already good at math and science, you just need to focus on the other topics. I can help you with writing since it's my best topic. For history, it would be best to ask Mathias for help. He's really great with that topic. That would just leave etiquette. Perhaps you could ask Joel?"

I groaned, "Ugh. That guy." I nodded rubbing my temples, "Alright. We only have one week. Let's do this thing."

_______

The day of the national exam arrived. I walked to class wearing glasses with my hair tied up. William met me in the hall and raised an eyebrow, "Why are you wearing glasses?"

I pushed the glasses trying to appear studious, "Because I need it for my test."

William frowned, "But it doesn't have any lens..."

"Don't judge me."

William rolled his eyes, "Whatever." He turned around and went into his respective room. Dante went to follow, but hesitated.

He bent down and kissed my forehead, "Good luck."

I swatted him away and blushed heavily as I held the place he had kissed. He chuckled and caught up to William. I frowned as I watched him go.

Was he trying to make me flustered so I would lose? HAH! Nice try. I am more mentally stable than that.

I walked into my room rubbing my forehead with a slight smile. I sat down and waited for the test to start. The national exam was like a standardized test. There were certain topics that would be covered in this test. However, there was one difference. 

Everyone in the entire school would get the same test. However, the scores needed to pass would differ based on which year you were. You could always get a higher score than what was necessary, but that was mostly for showing off. They posted the grades of every student because they believed it would make them work harder.

However, this was the first time I ever paid attention to it.

The first part of the test was paper exams. First was math, then science, then grammar/writing, and then finally history. I knew I would ace math and science because I am incredibly smart... But grammar and history... Well. Those aren't my best subjects.

After completing the paper testes, everyone gathered around for the final test. This test was to evaluate your etiquette. This included walking, eating, proper party behavior, speaking, and basically everything that was super annoying.

Millie and Mary watched as I participated in etiquette. Mary whispered to Millie, "Oh! She's doing so well! She really did practice!"

Millie nodded in excitement, "She might actually get a perfect score!"

Mary giggled, "She passed the first part of the etiquette test! Oh, look! The judges look so surprised and impressed."

Millie watched pridefully, "Well, Seri can be good at etiquette if she actually tries. Oh.. Oh no.."

Mary looked in confusion, "What? What is it? Did she do something wrong?"

"No... But... Look. There's a vein throbbing in her forehead."

"A vein?! What does that mean?"

"She's about to explode."

"Explode?!"

"Seri may be able to do well at etiquette, but she doesn't have the patience for it. She can only last so long before-"


"F*CK THIS!" I shouted and tossed the fork.

The testing supervisor shouted, "SERI!? What do you think you are doing?!"

I shouted back, "WHY ARE THERE SO MANY F*CKING FORKS?!"

...

After the tests concluded, we gathered for the results. I stuck my tongue out at William, "Prepare to lose!"

William's face flushed, "No! You're the one going down!"

Millie spoke, "The tests results for math are now released."

The results were:

1st place: Seri. 99 points. Note: A perfect score except -1 points for not writing her name.
2nd place: William. 98 points.
3rd place: Mathias. 96 points.
4th place: Dante. 95 points.
26th place: Millie. 73 points.
28th place: Artie. 62 points.
32nd place: Mary. 50 points.
63rd place: Lucius. 20 points. -Fail.

Lucius sobbed, "I failed again!!"

Millie looked at me in disappointment, "Seri... Did you really not write your name?"

I chuckled in embarrassment, "Well... I mean, they know who it is, right? So why should I write my name?" I looked at William, "Oh well. I still beat you!"

William grumbled, "Just wait until the next test."

The results for the science test were as followed:

1st place: Seri. 98 points. Note: -2 points this time for not writing her name. Seriously. Start writing your name.
2nd place: William. 98 points.
3rd place: Dante. 97 points.
11th place: Mathias. 87 points.
12th place: Millie. 85 points.
21st place: Artie. 59 points.
29th place: Mary. 45 points.
57th place: Lucius. 40 points. 

Lucius sighed in relief, "Ah, I barely managed to pass this time."

I shrugged as I looked at William, "We tied."

William scowled at me, "Start writing your name."

The grammar/writing test results were as followed:

1st place: Lucius. 100 points.
2nd place: Dante. 99 points.
3rd place: William. 95 points.
4th place: Millie. 92 points.
9th place: Seri. 80 points.
12th place: Mathias. 76 points.
24th place: Artie. 68 points.
45th place: Mary. 45 points.

We all looked at Lucius. He smirked smugly, "I've always been told I'm really good with words."

William rolled his eyes, "No matter. I'm still beating Seri. Only history and etiquette remain."


The scores for history were as followed:

1st place: Seri. 100 points. Note: We gave up on trying to reinforce her writing her name.
2nd place: Mathias. 99 points.
3rd place: Dante. 98 points.
4th place: William. 97 points.
29th place: Millie. 80 points.
30th place: Artie. 78 points.
62nd place: Mary. 30 points. -Fail.
63rd place: Lucius. 30 points. -Fail.

Everyone looked at me in surprised. William almost fell over, "H-How!? You don't even pay attention in history class!" 

I laughed arrogantly, "With the help of Mathias, I was able to learn it. Now I can quickly unlearn it."

Finally, the test results for etiquette were released:

1st place: Mary. 100 points.
2nd place: William. 99 points.
3rd place: Dante. 97 points.
4th place: Lucius. 95 points.
10th place: Millie. 85 points.
11th place: Artie. 84 points.
12th place: Mathias. 80 points.
66th place: Seri. 24 points. -Fail.

Final scoring:
1st place: William. 
2nd place: Dante.
3rd place: Mathias.
9th place: Seri.
27th place: Millie. 
29th place: Artie.
32nd place: Mary.
53rd place: Lucius. 

Lucius jumped up and down, "I've passed!"

William smiled smugly, "I always come in first."

I clicked my tongue, "You can't win them all. D*mn. I really wanted to cut off that ponytail too."

William laughed in my face, "Hah! Look at that final score! I beat you! You lost the bet! Now you have to do my work!"

I smirked, "I didn't lose the bet. Don't you see my rating? You said that I couldn't score in the top 10. Well look! 9th place!"

William's mouth dropped, "So... Seri won the bet?"

Artie cut in, "Actually, Seri bet that she would be able to beat you. However, she didn't so she has also lost the bet."

Mary clapped her hands and summarized in a happy tone, "So you're both losers!"

William and I glared at Mary. She shut her mouth quickly.

I tapped my chin, "But there's something that's bugging me."

"Hmm?" Mary smiled at me.

I shouted, "HOW CAN YOU BE SO BAD AT THESE TESTS?! You barely managed to pass and stay at the Academy!!!"

Mary giggled lightly and fiddled with her fingers, "Well... You see... I'm usually really good at them, however I get distracted staring at the back of your head... Then I end up sketching your face... And before I know it, the test has concluded."

I stared at Mary with a dumbfounded expression, "Airhead."

Leia was a successful car salesperson who didn't care who she had to trample to climb up in the ranks. She was on top of the world.

That is, until she was thrown into the body of 5 year old Seri from one of her romance novels. Now she has to deal with the annoying Prince and his sadistic friend.

The worst part? She is just a side character who is bullied by everyone! The. least. favorite. character. How could anyone like this girl?!

Now, she is stuck as Seri, but watch out world: This side character is actually a foul mouthed villainess.

_______


Chapter release: Daily

Words per chapter: 1500-2500

Disclaimer: Some chapters may contain mature content, such as violence. There will be a disclaimer at the start of each chapter with it.

Full disclosure: This novel is 90% humor and 10% serious.

When Celestial Bane reached 100,000 words, there were already as high as 150,000 bookmarks. At the same time, it ranked tenth in recommendation votes and was already competing with many other great authors on the list. The battle was a fierce one.
Things did not stop there when Celestial Bane reached 150,000 words and there was not the slightest hint of decline in support. On the contrary, it continued making headway. Bookmarks reached 250,000 in one fell swoop, climbing up the recommendation votes list and achieving third place!
To reach the third place on the recommendation votes list was a truly formidable result. Recommendation votes represented a work's popularity before the work was published!
Those votes could be regarded as directly correlated to the final score of one's book. At that moment, Celestial Bane has already caught the attention of Genesis Chinese Literature's big shot authors. It was a masterpiece that was expected to reach the same levels.
At 200,000 words, Celestial Bane's bookmarks had exceeded the 400,000 mark. It overwhelmed the recommendation votes and made it to the first in the recommendation list!
During the past few days, Celestial Bane received an influential banner recommendation from Genesis Chinese Literature. It was then that everyone realized how explosive it was!
The bookmarks skyrocketed to 800,000!
Even those renowned authors on the net could only watch and dream of such a result.
Ye Lingchen's editor Yogurt was stunned too. Although he knew that Celestial Bane would blow up, he never expected it to be so hot. It went against all odds, and if the result were to continue, it would surely suppress Genesis and set a new precedent of its own!
Celestial Bane's arrival kicked up a bloody storm within the web literature community.
Readers engaged in heated debates!
Every other web novel site besides Genesis engaged in heated debates!
Major editors within the web literature community engaged in heated debates!
Various renowned writers engaged in heated debates!
In short, Celestial Bane seemed to have ushered in a new era within the current web literature community!
It reached a point where many external editors tried their best to contact Ye Lingchen in an attempt to dig him out. Many more people were searching for Ye Lingchen's true identity as they hardly believed that such a work was written by a new author!
This situation developed into a horrifying state of affairs.
In the book review area of ​​Celestial Bane, comments numbering in the hundreds of thousands appeared every day. They were all compliments, leaving behind links in the hopes that Ye Lingchen could go to their respective websites. The attitude shown by those comments was that of absolute humility and respect!
Some were simple and direct—they offered him their highest offer and the best treatment on their website.
The sheer scope of comments made it impossible for Yogurt to do anything. It was a herculean task for one person to delete everything alone.
As a last resort, the situation could only be relayed to the higher-ups.
That short period of time was enough to shake up Genesis' top brass!
Goodness!
Celestial Bane was a masterpiece, a flagship of their website in the future. Did anyone think that they could dig out the author's identity?!
The website added an editor to the xianxia genre almost immediately, without much ado. The first task was to help clean up that portion of the comments from Celestial Bane.
In addition to discussing the title of the book, Ye Lingchen's pen name was also the subject of discussion.
Beep, beep, beep!
Yogurt the editor sent a congratulatory message to Ye Lingchen. "I am Y, congratulations, your results will make you a famous author. Within a month, your popularity can already surpass the highest record for new books on our website."
"Thank you," Ye Lingchen replied.
"It will be National Day in a few days and we recommend Celestial Bane to be published then since it's a holiday and that's when the traffic is the highest. With your results, it will be a hit when it's published!"
"Mm. Let's publish it on National Day then." Ye Lingchen suddenly realized that he had quite a lot of things going on during National Day. Huo Yuanjia was about to be released, Celestial Bane was about to be published, and the trip to Las Vegas with Lu Hao all coincided with National Day.
"Alright! It's set." The Yogurt replied. "There must be an explosive chapter when we are published, usually. Save up a few drafts, so when the time comes, you'll get famous in one fell swoop!"
Regardless of the outcomes or popularity for any novel, the simplest and most effective basis for measuring all of that was the subscription after publication!
Subscription did not simply enable authors to make money and feed their families. More importantly, subscription represented the number of people willing to spend money for one's work, because readers would only spend money if the creation attracted them!
In general, the standard by which an author is measured on a website was also based on subscriptions. When the subscription met certain conditions, the authors could then be inducted as big shots.
...
Dragon's Sky!
It was a dedicated online forum for the web literature community.
Throughout the month, the topic revolved around Celestial Bane and had yet to stop. A search of the phrase 'Celestial Bane' would reveal a shocking discovery—there were hundreds and hundreds of topics about Celestial Bane!
At that point in time, the post "Guess whether Celestial Bane can kill off big shot authors?" became the hottest topic of discussion.
[Replying OP, it's certain that Celestial Bane can kill off big shot authors! It just depends on how it wants to do it!]
[Let's all witness it when the big shot authors are killed off. Definitely going to be a beautiful sight.]
[Swear on my heart, Celestial Bane is an amazing read. I can't stop.]
[Every month there will always be one or two big-shot authors, but Celestial Bane should get first-place!]
[Have any of you seen Celestial Bane's data, it's just scary! The bookmarks have reached 800,000!]
...
Amidst those words of praise however, it was inevitable that there were some mixed reactions.
[Hehe, after reading so many comments, the only thing I want to say is, there are too many stupid c*nts!]
[Celestial Bane's data is obviously brushed[1]! How can a newcomer get such results? He's a brusher, shameless. Don't show your stupid face, get lost!]
[I can't even continue reading the first chapter of Celestial Bane anymore. What the hell are you writing? I can write better, you garbage!]
[What use does it do if it has plenty of bookmarks? We still have to look at it when it's published! News about Y has been really hot recently, and the author of Celestial Bane is 'I am Y'. It's obvious that he's trying to take advantage of the hype!]
[Agree with the commenter above. Many people are probably bookmarking it thinking that its Y, but few only genuinely bookmarked it.]
[Y'all upstairs are just jealous dogs. People are earning a living with their abilities, so you have what it takes to write your own, do it then, you stupid c*nt!]
Soon, two sides of the divide quarreled with each other and fast became the hottest topic in Dragon's Sky.
Everyone initially thought that the topic would end there, and the subsequent arguments were predicted to be simple little disagreements. However, a netizen named 3Logs commented below and upped the topic's intensity yet again.
[Before publishing, all the data is on paper, not on the table. I haven't read Celestial Bane, but the author called himself I am Y. Hehe, what does that mean? Now, assuming that Y represents the pinnacle of the industry and your name is Y? On what grounds?! Are you ignorant or arrogant, do you think you are number one on the web?!] 
Once that post appeared, the situation exploded in an instant!
[Oh f*ck! Oh f*ck! Oh f*ck! It's 3Logs, the big shot!]
[When a big shot appears, the idlers will make way. All hail the big shot!]
[The big shot is finally unable to take it anymore. HAHAHA. I knew that the name I am Y will sow hatred.]
[Are you going to fight Celestial Bane? Wow, wow, wow! The battle of the big shots is about to start, so exciting! So exciting!]
...
[1] 刷 – this is translated as brushing, a deceitful technique used primarily in e-commerce to boost a seller's rating through fake orders. In this context, it is likely referring to Celestial Bane's rating being boosted through the creation of fake accounts that leave fake reviews.


Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
All that changed after he woke up from a strange dream and discovered that he had been granted the 'Prodigy System'. His life changed from this point on. Reading a book allowed him to learn its content immediately. Listening to lectures granted instant understanding of the lesson. Observation of a technique imprinted knowledge of the technique used.
Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power. 
What does it feel like to become a 'prodigy' overnight? Follow Ye Lingchen on this journey to discover the limitless possibilities...

As light filled the limo, my eyes adjusted. Outside the door was a red carpet leading to a large extravagant building that was beyond any description, and on the left of the read carpet was the paparazzi, not as many as would be at a movie premeire, but still alot of camera flashes. Alot of lights. Alex nudged me and pointed at her face, indicating the need to smile, as she also motioned me out of the car. I tried not wobble on my tired legs as I stepped out, a 12 hour shift in the ER causes some problems with drowsiness. The cameras turned towards me as Alex guided me through the flashes, telling me where to stand, when to pose, when to stop, when to move on. After 5 minutes of navigating only the 20 foot carpet I made it to climbing the steps to enter the room. A man in a suit and tie guided me towards me seat.
The red velvet was nice as I sat down, the room was dim as people were everywhere. Alex was on one side of me, the other being empty. As I sat and thought about the camera flashes, I thought back to my flashes, my story. It was unrealistic that any one would believe that camera flashes were cars wasn't it? That's a stupid story plot, I need to do better. Anyone with any intelligence would be able to tell the difference. I pulled my black bag from Alex so I could retrieve my small journal and a pen, a set I never left home without. I scribbled out the story idea at the top of my current page, the camera idea. "Photos" was written in a large cursive font at the top of the page, my current work. I had to get a rough draft into my publisher by the end of the year, it's November. I scribbled down some thoughts. 
'A- actress who sees a paparazzi a little to commonly'
'B- a teen girl notices a older man who keeps appearing in her life.'
"Put that away, we're starting." Alex said as she grabbed the bag and stuffed the items into the wrong pocket of my bag. I took it before replacing them neatly into the proper pocket. The lights dimmed even more as a man in a suit and a woman in a long red dress came on stage. 
"Welcome authors, this is the Annual National book awards.."
I began to zone out looking around, my hand ached to hold a pen and write my thoughts. My skin crawled as even in this room of hundreds of people I felt eyes on me, directly on me. I turned me head slowly, Alex was still tuned in directly on the speakers, along with most of the other viewers, A few heads were turning, but no one was directly focused on me as far as I could tell, still the feeling remained as I tried to relax into the seat. But as I began to, Alex nudged me, then nodded her head at the speakers.
"And the national book award for fiction novel is, Stones Thrown by Elizabeth Sheppard." Applause extended around me, why didn't she tell me? She had to have known this, winners give speeches, I don't have a speech. My heart beat was racing, my head began to throb as I shakily stood up, Alex slipped a set of note cards into my hands. She must have written my speech. I walked as normally as I could to the stage, my heart was in my throat. My heels clicked across the stage as the clapping died down. The man handed me the award and I noticed my book on the podium below the mic. Only my second novel had won the National Book Award. This is why Alex was so high strung today.  I shakily shook his hand then faced the crowd with a smile. 
The lights glared into my eyes and made me squint as they adjusted. People clapped again as I placed the book upright on the podium. The cover wasn't the original, I didn't like it. The red of the cover contrasted with the dark and gloomy type of book it was. I looked back up, then eyed the top note card.
"Fellow authors, thank you for giving me the chance to be up here today, this journey-" I began to read the note card before I stopped myself, "I'm sorry, my biggest supporter and best friend wrote for my speech, but it feels disingenuos to read someone else's words, I am a writer after all. I'm all about my own words. I didn't know I'd be up here tonight so, bare with me as I attempt to ramble through this speech. This industry is tough. I tried to get my first book published when I was 15. I got my first book published when I was 17. In the two years, I submitted 7 different novels to 12 different publishers each. They were all rejected. I was writing for the world, what I thought they wanted. By this time Alex was 19 and already an agent in the industry. She told me to stop that. She told me to write for me, so I did. I wrote the story that I needed when I was 12. And "Sex Talks" was born. As many know, I'm a lesbian, and for those that didn't, well hello, I'm gay. I grew up in a homophobic family, I didn't even know girls COULD like girls, I thought I was a glitch in the system, a mistake, broken.  I had never seen or heard anything about gay people by this point in my life, but when I was 13 I watched a man come out, and I knew gay people existed. When I asked my preist he told me it was a sin. Yes, I know the book that won tonight is 'Stones Thrown', trust me I'll get there. I thought I was a sinner, I was deserving of death, and I had no idea what the LGBT community was. I was exposed to the community at age 14, on the internet. And then a year later, I was in the girls locker room after swim practice, it was just me and a fellow swimmer. We were talking not ready to leave yet, and I don't know if it was because we were alone, and mostly naked or what, but she kissed me. And of course, my sister walked in. 'Elizabeth hurry up' she was saying but then she saw us. She ran out of the locker room, and I grabbed my bag and rushed after her to the car. I was shaking. I wasn't even changed yet. She told mom and dad that night. They kicked me out. With the little phone battery I had left I called the girl from the locker room, and I stayed with her. Shhe introduced me to pride, and the other parts of the community. And 'Sex Talks' follows that story, a scared young girls adventure into the true depths of human sexuality and finally finding acceptance. So 2 months later when it was published I cried. I called my mom she didn't answer. I called my dad, by this time they were divorced, he picked up. He told me he'd preorder a copy, it was the least he could do. I never returned home and I guess he regretted it. A month later he read the copy he recieved. He called me crying. We made up and he had me sign his book. Then 2 weeks later, I was notified I won my first award, I cried again, cause I'm a wimp obviously. But something was working, this writing for me thing was working. So I followed a girl who hoped to rekindle her strained relationship with her parents with a 'Stones Thrown'. My first books dedication reads, 'To the people who helped me through the toughest time of my life' and the story begins 'I was alone'. Now although both of my novels are stand alone novels I'd like to recognize the differences through the two, cause I like to believe my characters are apart of me, and their growth, is my growth. This novel's dedication is 'To my father, to my friends, and even to my mother.' In the writing of my first novel I was so hurt by the actions of my parents I ignored their influences completely. Now in the second book, 'to my father' is obviously, to the man who inspired this book. The reason I wrote it. To my friends, well they helped me get to where I am. But to my mother? Why would I dedicate someting to her? Me and her have still not spoken. But I do have to acknowledge all that she's done for me. She did raise me, well at least until I was 15. She did feed me and clothe me for 15. And I do love her, despite her ignorance. Her influence on me was what inspired 'Sex Talks'. What inspired me to write. I needed to bring exposure to as many people as I can, and for that I thank her. I'm rambling aren't I? Let's refocus back on to why I'm up here. My amazing readers, the magnificent fellow authors, and my whole wonderful team. Thank you for putting me here, behind this podium tonight. I'm only 19, this is only my second book. But through all your love, I have achieved even more than I had ever dreamed of. And for this, I would like to give back. I apologize to my financial team when the hear this. Prior to this award, 10% of profits went to The LGBT foundation, but now, to give back for such wonderful publicity, and such an amazing loyal fan base. 100% of profits will go to the charity. We have raised over a million prior to this, let's keep up the good work. Thank you all, I can not express how truly greatful I am for this honor, and I am so excited for January, when I will be announcing on my charity live stream, my new book to be released the following year."
I stepped back from the podium and bowed, before shaking my head, that's not what I'm supposed to do. I adjusted, curtsied, and grabbed the award, posing for the photographers, hoping my tears from my speech didn't mess up my makeup as I gave the most natural smile as I could muster, and as I left the stage the speakers returned. The audience looked back to the stage, and the feeling returned when I sunk back into my seat.
Someone was watching me.

You know when your alone, and you get the feeling your being watched? Like you aren't completely alone?
This writer, ironically while writing her new novel about being stalked, figures out why that feeling has been so prominent with her all her life.
!This story is actually thriller but at the moment this was the only genre I could put it under!

Heard the sayings:

"Education is the key to success" 

"Teacher is the noblest profession " 

"Teacher holds the future of the new generation" 

"Teaching can not make you rich" 

"Teaching is a life-long learning process" 

"Teaching makes you single forever"

The last one was the truest of tham all. Haha (who can relate to this) 

Hi! I am Juana Dela Cruz a typical Filipina. Welcome to my novel like journal. I am currently 24 years old this year. I am a Math teacher in a public shool here on the Philippines. Last June 2019 is my first anniversary in my teaching career as a public school teacher.

I graduated last 2016 at a prestigious University in our province in terms of education . I am also a high school graduate in the said University. I have my practice teaching there for On-Campus and Off-Campus Practice Teaching there. 

Right after graduation I tried to apply in a private school. This is referred to me by my English major friend who is already hired there. Luckily, the same day of my application, I also signed the contract with the owner. I thought my heart will go out of my ribcage because of nervouseness. 

July 2016 was the first month of my work. Weekdays I teach and at the same time every weekends I have my review for board exam. Because of this I have a dengue for a week. I am confined to a hospital. I haven't even used my Philhealth. I did not even come to school and my review. I missed a lot of lesson but thankfully I fully recovered. 

I taught in a private school for two years as a junior and senior high teacher. The salary is not bad. My co-teachers are very friendly. My principal is very motgerly, we are all well-loved. Now that I am teaching in a public school, I really miss my old school. You can teach whatever and however you like. Because resources are always available. We are having one-mong in-service training. International and national speakers are invited. We are introduced to different teaching and learning styles. A lot of teaching strategies and methods. It is a school where learning and innovation never stops. But it is just like a dream now. Hahaha. How I wish.. 

Bact to reality, I am currently an adviser of grade 7 students this year. This will be my second time. I have two Math subjects and two TLE subjects. Our school is a large category (I think) because the population is between 800-900 students junior high and senior hig students. 

THE REASON I start writing this is because of pent up experiences and stress I am accumulating where I can not share openly. Though I have friends to talk to. May I have student readers here for them to know how a teacher feels in everyday life. 

I once a student
who complains, 
who makes mistakes, 
who mock some teacher, 
who makes 'kalokohan' things in my life,
who makes the life of a teacher tougher, 
who makes memories with lifelong friends, 
who appreciates a good deed made by an inspiring teacher.

Hello i am back after a long hiatus, about 9 months.
i will be explaining what happened and what will happen in the future.

First thing is wtf happened that made me go bye bye for 9 months.
I had to deal with school and contemplating whether or not i will be continuing my course,
i have nothing against study, in fact i enjoy studying but only this that i find interest in.

Another thing i had to deal with was my suddenly blurriness of my left eye which resulted in me going to a bunch of doctors and finding out i got cataract and had to do a surgery while successfully still made me unable to see anything in short distance.

And the last thing i dread the most is national service, in singapore (where i live in) it is mandatory for 18 year old singapore/PR to give away 2 years of their lives and service the army. I had to do a medical check up as well as a random test. I am still currently free and have not yet enlisted so yay but only till next year.

As for what will happen in the future for this novel.
This novel, specifically this series will be dropped and i will be making a new novel call slave hunter, it will still have a harem but the way it will be done will hopefully be different from what i portrayed in this novel.
I will still use the concept of the omniverse and mc being me will still continue cause that makes it easier for me to visualize and think of the dialog.
I have also been thinking about the way i thought and wrote the novel and found that it was very troublesome.
1. I am a newbie not even a rookie when it comes to writing novels so i don't know much of do's and don'ts
2. i realized that having a system that lets you get skills can and will become a pain in the ass very fast and very quickly, having to write down everything the mc gets and having to keep track of all the skill the mc has is a pain and remember in point 1, i am a newbie.
3. Have to do the different annotation to show people talking and their thoughts also becomes a pain which so many different symbols it became to confusing.

In the end hopefully anyone who sees this or what of will come and support me in the next novel.
I might come back in the future when i have gotten some more experience in writing novels.
i will not be writing 2 or more novel at the same time as i don't believe i got the experience to do so without fucking the quality of the novel.Also another thing to add is that i will most likely not write any R18 scene, while i do read/watch hentai/porn, i simply don't have the experience of writing down what i consider my imagination as strong AF.

TLDR basically:
We follow a boy on a journey to creating the biggest harem.

Me:Btw what is Slave System?
SS:Well ..... to enslave?
Me:Ohhhh and where will we be going?
SS:Anywhere.
Me:Btw why are we breaking the 4th wall?
SS:Because we can :)
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I suddenly felt like making this novel to satisfy my lust cause I am a lusty guy what you gonna do.
The Main Character is basically me.
The Novel is basically about me going through world enslaving characters to be in my harem.
BTW to some people I am writing this for fun so there will be errors in the novel as I write and I wont have an editor to edit the novel.

PSA: Just mentioning I am straight so I probably won't have any gay scene in the novel but may force it on dick characters and I am not sure if I am going to write gore.

(Note that things will not make sense some times since there is not plot other then making a harem and no world building cause I am far too lazy to thing too much.)

Discord: https://discord.gg/f3yrbGj

Roosevelt smiled and answered, "If he is a famous mage, why would he hide his appearance under the flames?"
"However, we have some information regarding this mysterious expert already."
He flipped open a file on his desk.
"The same thing happened yesterday. A demonic creature appeared in the San Francisco Federal Building."
"The new members of our Magical Investigation Unit are studying as third year students in the Andrich Magic Academy. They encountered danger in the building and were saved by a mysterious expert."
"Mysterious expert?" Alice's eyes instantly became fiery.
"That's right. Just as you thought, this mysterious expert is shrouded in flames and is extremely powerful!"
"This mysterious expert calls himself Apollo."
"Apollo…" Alice murmured while lost in thought.
After two seconds, Alice seemed to have remembered something. She patted Bruce's shoulder and said anxiously, "Quickly check if there is anyone called Apollo in the National Mage Records!"
Roosevelt burst out laughing.
"You're usually quite quick-witted. Why aren't you using your brain at this time? Since we have this expert's name, it is obvious that I have already investigated it."
"What's the result?"
Captain Roosevelt shook his head, "None of the mages in the country are called Apollo."
"How can this be?" Alice said in disbelief.
All the mages in the country had undergone magic awakening. When their magic was awakened, their identity would be registered.
If the name Apollo was not recorded in the book, it meant that this mysterious expert was using a fake name.
"That's for sure. This Apollo attacked twice and used flames to cover his face the entire time. He just does not want anyone to recognize him. How can he possibly reveal his real name?"
As Roosevelt spoke, he realized that Alice had suddenly closed her eyes.
"Apollo… where have I heard this name before?"
"Of course you've heard of it. The Sun God in Greek mythology is called Apollo," Bruce, who was beside her, laughed and replied.
He felt that Alice was somewhat obsessed and did not seem to be in the right state of mind.
"No, no. Someone I know has something to do with the name Apollo."
"Try to recall it then." This time, even Captain Roosevelt was interested.
That was a peak-level Advanced Mage. According to Bruce and Alice's description, this mysterious expert sounded very young. He was probably around twenty years old.
What kind of talent was it to be able to become an Advanced Mage at such a young age?
There was only one person in San Francisco who was so talented, and that was Alice.
She and Chu He were classmates in the same high school, so their age was naturally the same. It was just that she had just become an Advanced Mage half a month ago, so her strength was not too strong.
The difference in power level between Advanced Mages was very complicated.
Advanced Mages who had reached the pinnacle of their cultivation were very powerful. For example, Roosevelt had two magical attributes at the same time. If he had to deal with an Advanced Mage like Alice, he could deal with ten of her alone.
Alice suddenly opened her eyes and shouted: "I heard this name in high school!"
She hurriedly took out her phone and made a call.
She had been very cold and aloof in high school, so she did not have many friends of the same gender, there were only two or three of them.
She was calling one of them now.
"Hello? Sasha, do you remember if someone was called Apollo at our high school?" Alice asked hurriedly after the phone call got through.
"Apollo?" The girl who answered the call was puzzled.
"We didn't have any classmates called Apollo in high school."
"Really?" Alice frowned.
But Sasha continued, "There was a boy in our class called Chu He who liked to spend time writing novels online. He seemed to have written a character called Apollo."
Alice's eyes lit up. After hearing what Sasha said, memories came back to her.
Back then, the novel written by Chu He was quite popular on the Internet. Many people in the class had read it, and Alice was no exception. Although she was aloof, it did not mean that she had no curiosity.
Although she was not familiar with Chu He, she found the novel written by him rather interesting. After so many years, she had almost forgotten the content of the book. However, the protagonist of that novel was indeed named Apollo.
"Do you have Chu He's contact information?"
"I think his contact number is written on his Facebook. I'll help you find it."
Not long after the call ended, Sasha called back.
"Alice, I didn't find Chu He's number, but there's a class reunion coming up. He'll probably attend it. When the time comes, we'll have a chance to meet him?"
"Okay."
"I must find him, please help me!"
Alice thanked her afterwards. With her aloof personality, she did not have much contact with her old classmates. She had to rely on Sasha entirely.
After ending the phone call again, Alice recalled the earlier scene.
The mysterious expert's voice just now…
It was somewhat familiar indeed.
However, she did not have much contact with Chu He in high school, so she could not confirm it.
"I don't know if it's really him…" Alice shook her head, she could only confirm it after they met.



Chu He had traveled to a world of sword and magic and became a magic apprentice. His daily task in the magic academy was to clean the area, and one day, he realized that his cells have mutated out of the blue. [Mutated Cell Count has reached 100, Flame Cells formed from polymerization, Flame Control Ability acquired] [Flame Cell Count has reached 100, Aether Flame Cells formed from polymerization, Aether Flamer Control Ability acquired] [Aether Flame Cell Count has reached 100, Celestial Flame Cells formed from polymerization, Mega Flame Control Ability acquired]. There were even Monstrous Strength Cell, Divine Strength Cell, Sonic Cell, Lightspeed Cell, Time Cell, Space Cell... As such, a magic apprentice who had never practiced magic but is nonetheless invincible had emerged in this world! Chu He: When every single cell of mine had mutated, the world will bow to my feet, and I will be the one and only God!


At first, I constantly used to think why people keep on cursing about web novel even when they earn  from it.
Surprisingly, it was only yesterday that I realized it why.
As author, if you want to earn money you are supposed to update more than 1,500 words for every day in the whole month.
This is already my second month and I have still not earned anything after the contract.
Last month as well I missed one day and even this month it happened the same thing.
This is slowly deteriorating my efforts that I am putting into the story which I guess my readers have also noticed.
I really hate this feeling of trying to do something and yet missing it.
I have already started losing my hope with web novel when my contract process itself took more than 2 months.
There are a lot many restrictions on web novel that I can't even speak about. it was only yesterday that I understood why people would call that web novel makes authors their slaves or their contract as a slave contract..
What does because, you indeed are supposed to work like a robot and not a human.
better other sites as well where I'm working and I love those sites much more than web novel. This post was only intended to let my readers know what is going on behind the scenes.
you guys might think that the author writes everyday the author would surely be earning something but no many a times we don't even own a single penny like for me it has been already 6 months that I'm writing and I have not even received a single rupee..
and most importantly this is because of web novels restrictions and the rules that we have to fulfill..
I'm not sure if I'm going to continue the story or not I'm completely not sure if I'm going to upload any more or not I wanted to develop the story into a really beautiful plot that I still have in my mind but every time when I lose and at the end of the month when I get nothing I feel like it's better to not work instead of working like hell.
For me, I like seeing results and on web novel I'm indeed not getting my results so there are high chances that I might be discontinuing the story or might be putting it on hiatus but I'm not sure about it 
As much as I know, for the rest of the month there will surely be no updates.
oh yeah I forgot to mention that web novel will only pay authors for first 4 months beyond which they will not be paid anything from web novel and I have already lost 2 months of mine and at this point, I am so depressed, so mentally exhausted that I don't even feel like trying for another month.
Even though I started writing on web novel I read a lot of novels over here my experience on web novel has author has been worse and is getting more and more worse as time is passing by.
that are even high chances that I might completely switch all of my novels over to another platform and I am thinking on it but I will shortly drop another message to let my readers know about it.
I would like to thank everyone who had been with me till this journey till this point have motivated me have voted for the novel and I really feel sad to disappoint you but I am myself some pointed so I don't know how far I can satisfy your quest for a story
I have posted such messages earlier as well when I had problems with my editors and many other things. Even though those things were not solved but I still love to let my readers know that I am not sitting ideal and I have many other problems that are going on making me unable to write and upload it.
I still remember how my story was on top after I started writing it and how I had many readers engaging along with me talking to me telling me a lot of things about the story yet today I have completely lost my hope in the story. Even though I know the plot the actual plot had not even started and there are many other things that I wanted to tell but probably time won't permit or even the word count would go a lot higher and you guys might not even read it.
But yes, as a Auto till now I have not earned anything over from here and this makes it difficult for me to choose if I want to spend my time earning nothing or if I want to spend my time writing something else earning something from the ones who are already paying me.
Most of you might not even read this message but for the ones who are reading this guys I really want to thank you trust me on this as I have always said, a reader is the most important part of the author. It was always your support, your attention that gave me the confidence to polish my story writing skills and allow me to reach at this point.
I would hope to see you all soon and I would still try to figure out if I have the capacity of writing for another month or not.
after trying endlessly for 2 months I'm not getting anything I highly doubt that I might have the enthusiasm of trying for the third month as well but still, I will let you all know. 
I really hope you all to understand my condition. And please do not criticize me since I am already under too much pressure. 
 Thankyou. 
 A gentle reminder, do not literally do not sign contract with webnovel if you can't work everyday. 
Thankyou. 


On their wedding night,  Zhi Ruo was scared and nervous. It had been hours that she was sitting on the bed awaiting her husband thinking, 
"This is the first time I will be meeting him...Shall I run away?"
Looking around warily with her bright eyes Zhi Ruo thought again to convince herself, "Anyway he will not be able to find me, after all who marries without meeting even once" 
Convincing herself Zhi Ruo had just stood up from the bed when she heard the sound of door opening completely startling her. Quickly going back to her original position she sat down with rapidly beating heart. 
The door opened and a handsome man entered:
Qing Shan moved towards the bed with a steady pace that was neither hurried nor slow.
Zhi Ruo: What are you doing?
Qing Shan: What a husband should do...
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"What are you doing?" asked Qing Shan who had woken up hearing voices from the kitchen. 
Fighting with the steak on the pan Zhi Ruo answered with a smile, "Cooking for my husband."

"Is it good, husband?"asked Zhi Ruo with coquetry
Shoving the black, completely burned steak inside his mouth Qing Shan answered with a subtle smile, "Yes wife. It is the best steak I ever had. It is amazing. No chef can make it better than you. My wife is the best."
Grabbing her bowl of cereals Zhi Ruo proudly said with a sarcastic smile,"Ofcourse, I had to make it best. After all my husband should remember to keep his distance from other women. Eat...eat...Shall I fry another one?..."
"Y..yes wife"saying Qing Shan started eating the completely burnt, tasteless steak without wasting anything.
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Since getting married, the almighty boss became a wife slave and everyone was filled with limitless dog food.
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- 1 March 2022 -
Freya, who was currently dealing with a teenager who brought one of his novels, had a big smile on his face.
"Sis, Fay! I am your fan! I love all your novels, especially this one that just came out!"
Freya continued to smile when she saw the teenager in front of her said excitedly.
"Thank you very much. I am very happy if you like all my work. Hopefully there are important points and moral values ​​that you can get from my work."
The teenager nodded his head excitedly.
"There are many important points that I can get from your work for my life lessons. You have to keep up the spirit of writing other new works. "
"Sure! Oh, do you want a selfie or an signature?"
"Both of them, sis!"
Freya chuckled at the attitude of the teenager in front of her and now the two of them are posing to take photos with good angles.
After finishing the photo, the teenager walked down the stage and now Freya's gaze was fixed on the crowd of readers who came to the Fan Meeting which was organized by one of the biggest bookstores with other writers and held at the National Library.
Freya smiled happily and more when a boy in a gray and white school uniform was now in front of her.
Freya did not think that there were also men who liked her novel. Because the majority of women really like the novel.
"Hello, you just came home from school, huh?" Freya asked the student in front of her, while her hand incised pen ink forming a signature on the front page of the novel.
"What's your name? Let me write it here."
Now Freya raised her head to look at the male student in front of her who was just staring at her without expression.
Freya frowned in surprise, but a smile remained on her face.
"Hey, are you daydreaming? What's your name? Let me write it here." Freya asked again, this time while waving her hand in front of the boy's face until the boy finally snapped out of his reverie.
"Ekhm, my name is Joziar."
"Oh, Joziar. What grade are you in?"
"Twelfth grade."
Freya narrowed her eyes in surprise. "Waaah national exams have arrived. Stay diligent in studying, so that my grades are high and won't regret it someday."
The male student just nodded his head and looked at Freya who was writing something under his signature.
"This is the novel. Spirit! The gates to your true life will open soon!" Freya said while clenching her fists in encouragement.
"Thank you. May I ask?"
Freya who heard the male student's words nodded her head in certainty. "Yes. What do you want to ask?"
The male student was silent for a moment with his eyes fixed on Freya's two beads that met his bead.
"If you are faced with two choices. Between living in the real world or the world of the novel. Which would you choose?"
Freya immediately fell silent and the smile on her face now slowly faded.
"The real world. Although sometimes I like to fantasize about living in the world of novels. But I will still choose to live in the real world."
"Why?"
Freya frowned in surprise. "What?"
"Why did you choose to live in the real world?"
Freya folded her arms in front of her chest and smiled.
"Because the life I live now can never be found in the world of novels. Like family, friends, achievements and readers like you."
Freya blinked her eyes waiting for another question that this male student in front of her seemed to be asking.
"If one day, you get stuck in the novel world by being the main character there and you can't return to this world until you decide which ending you choose in the novel world. What would you do?"
Freya hummed for a moment while thinking about the answer she would give the unique boy before her.
"Yes, I will continue to live my life there until I find an ending that suits me, so I can come back here. No other choice, right?"
The male student nodded his head slowly. "You won't regret it?"
"Why should you be sorry? That's what happened."
Silence enveloped them. Freya turned her head in another direction where there was one of the committee members who signaled to her that the time for the boy in front of her was running out.
However Freya shook her head with a smile on her face. gestured to give the boy in front of him extra time.
"Oh yes. Why do you ask that?" Freya asks who is looking back at the boy now.
"I'm just asking what's written in this novel. I saw some scenes in this novel, where you code the main character to recognize you when you go to visit the world of the novel."
Freya frowned in surprise. "Is there a scene like that? I even forgot hehehe."
The male student nodded his head for sure. "Yes here."
"Hmmm, maybe this is just a casual conversation I made to add a little atmosphere to the story. Don't think too much about it. You just need to study hard enough, so you don't regret it later. "
Freya also reached out to pat the head of the male student which of course immediately invited screams from other readers.
"Okay, I'll try to forget that."
After that the male student left leaving Freya who shrugged her shoulders indifferently. "After all, how could an ordinary human try to enter the world of the novel? What nonsense is that little brother."

Freya Auristela, a writer of romance novels who is on the rise because her novels are currently in love and are the target of all people in Indonesia of all ages.

One day Freya went on vacation to find inspiration. But all of that had to run aground when suddenly he woke up in a strange place that he don't know.

His surprise had yet to disappear at suddenly being in a strange place. Freya was even more shocked when the owner of the strange place named 'Ardian Putra Nareswara' caught him and interrogated him.

A name that sounds familiar and makes Freya's mind immediately focused on her novel which just published last month and is the target of all readers.

Tell Freya too often imagines in making novels so that he speculates that are not like today. But Freya firmly believes that she is currently trapped in the world of novels.

Then how can Freya get out of the world of novels?

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