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Hi 😊 👋👋 This account might not have an owner in the future... Escapism is a false paradise but also a painkiller to some extent. Just don't take an overdose...

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The Apostle Of Time Returns

Tags: Mystery, Romance, Action, Adventure, Reincarnation, Comedy, Drama, Overpowered characters, Female-leading, Fantasy, Game Elements *** In an age where magic reigns supreme and the existence of gods is certitude, there existed the gods' Eight Apostles, each of whom were gifted intriguing, nation-destroying abilities. However, of the Eight Apostles, was the one who was persecuted and despised more than she was held in awe for her astounding power. This was the solitary Apostle of Time, Laverne. Laverne lived in constant retreat from the pursuit of her enemies, convicted of a crime she did not commit. But one day, the most-wanted criminal in all the realms, Laverne, vanished into thin air and was never seen again. . . . Nova Young, meanwhile, is a sickly 32-year-old who perishes in modern-day Earth due to an incurable affliction. She believes that she will never get to achieve her dream of losing her virginity to a handsome man, leave alone seeing the warm light of day. With this thought, Nova breaths her last, only to open her eyes once again and find herself in an unfamiliar body on a strange, deserted island. Is this the return of the long-vanished Apostle of Time?

FryingDragoon · Fantasy
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10 Chs

I'd Burn For You

He is frigid and icy to the touch, but even he cannot escape their sweltering connection, not even when fate itself defies their love. *** EXCERPT: "I think your wife would find this scene quite unsettling," I reminded him, my voice unwillingly softer, albeit with a painful pang in my chest. I obstinately focused my eyes on the frying pan. Nonetheless, my golden eyes were trembling nonstop from his presence. My quivering fingertips on the lukewarm wooden handle felt numb. His deep voice responded with an airy chuckle. He followed to further impress his well-proportioned body against my perspiring back, his strong arms curling over my clenched stomach. I could feel every curve and plane of his body gently calling my body to surrender and wanted so much to moan in his embrace, but I bit my lower lip and suppressed the urge. His chin was on my shoulder as he asked, teasingly, his breath igniting tingles over my bare neck, "Is that really what you think?" *** Aisha Ergot is the fugitive heiress and the last of a mystical tribe of supernatural entities. Regardless of the money she was born to inherit, all she wants is to pursue the stars in her dream career. Driven by wild, uncontrollable passion, she escapes - only to cross paths with the one man who freezes her burning spirit, and shares an irrefutable connection to her. Alexander Sear is the eccentric entity and epoch-old being who appears and disappears quickly, austerely leaving behind him an endless trail of broken hearts and astonished gasps at his boundless affluence. Nonetheless, away from the blinding sear of the spotlight, he is a broken man mindlessly searching for a cure to his revulsion to sunlight. What will follow with the sudden entrance of the seductive Aisha who makes his blood boil with one touch? *** Tags: #age-gap #supernatural #showbiz #babysitter Yes, there's a huge age gap which shocked even the author(my horny self *anxious laughter*), but that's supposed to be a secret. This is a fast-paced romance in a contemporary setting albeit with some supernatural elements. It's in England, but you don't need to imagine all the characters with a British accent. I sure didn't. My first attempt at writing mature scenes - I'm sorry, my sweet, sweet innocence(the absence of my innocence shall be mourned in silence)(and the innocence of my readers). Thanks for reading!

FryingDragoon · Urban
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9 Chs

Is That Santa?

In an apocalypse that threatens to ruin the world, what do people crave most? Food? Their loved ones? A resistance to the curse that affects everyone? Power and authority to move the masses? Not at all. What the citizens crave is a hero! And what better hero is there than Santa? ... A child in a poor village awakens as a hero. The child awakens and is speechless. The child has reincarnated after being swindled by a little boy. Now, the child has to figure out how to meet other heroes and gang up to save the world. Oh no, the other heroes have out-casted the child hero because "she's a burden". What does the child do? She's too afraid to save the world by herself! Ah! The child has an idea! She doesn't need to save the world! She can just fly above the chaos in her flying reindeer until the heroes save the world! Awesome plan! Uh... It's been a hundred years already and the child has only been riding on her flying reindeer and dropping gifts...the other heroes still haven't saved the world...

FryingDragoon · Fantasy
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6 Chs

The Jellyfish and The Lord

Maddy is more than enthralled to meet a beguiling lord in her less than enthralling life. Only, this lord seems more captivated by her hobby than at her. Quite an even more earth-shattering discovery for Maddie is his alacrity in investing in her hobby, which she could not be happier about because it meant more time with him, which equates to more rough sketches of this lord who overtakes her mind and senses with each touch and motion of his hand. Gradually though it becomes clear that art is more than just paint and lines on a canvas, it might actually contain a bit of...emotional involvement? And physical synergy? And there was a mystery too; did art really link the hearts of the painter and client? With a journey of self-exploration, love, and some rather flavorful touches awaiting her, Maddie embarks on a journey to answer this. *** His cold eyes glinted as he brought his hand to her palm which held the brush readily against the blank canvas. "This time, paint me. But with a different technique," he said, his fingers rubbing the back of her palm, stinging her - like the toxin from a jellyfish, silent yet deadly. *** This is a slow-burn novel. One of my first. To clarify, society has both modern and medieval elements. Technology in the world is several times more advanced, but nobility reigns supreme. Of course, don't expect to see carriages and race cars on the same roads. ;-) Here, it's illegal for a carriage to be on the roads of modern vehicles. Carriages have their separate paths, like footpaths but larger and more considerate to horses. But in the first place, not many people use vehicles on the road. Most people travel by trains, or on airships which are popular among the commoners. This novel won't be having very regular updates, but suppose you happen to like it, I would very much be happy with some encouragement or some good-natured critique. :) Otherwise, thank you for checking this out. ;-D

FryingDragoon · Urban
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14 Chs

Shadows, Before Dusk

The story follows Ares Buchanan, the ordinary young man who remained behind on earth as the rest of humanity chose to disappear into far realms to escape the disasters encroaching the planet at the world's sudden end. In far realms, it is peaceful but the races long settled there cannot be any more hostile to the sudden, uninvited guests. Realms are hurled into chaos as the flames of war are ignited. Meanwhile, Ares refines his skills defeating the disasters that were supposed by fellow humans to be undefeated. For him, it is a mere pastime. What will humanity have to say when they return and find Earth has been utterly rid of the dangers they were escaping? All that remains on Earth is a black-haired monk in a straw hat who seeks revenge against the people who deserted him and murdered his loved ones. Of course, vengeance itself can wait when danger is more than meets the eye. Here comes a danger that rivals Ares and the entire mankind.

FryingDragoon · Fantasy
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4 Chs