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I Became A Mech Soldier After Waking Up in The Future.

"In the face of survival, will you still cling on to your ideal?" Keiko sought desperately an answer for herself and the future she vowed to protect. In the end, what would she choose? --- Keiko Lee, a female Special Assault Team (SAT) woke up in the body of the infamous "Death Reaper", the rising star mech soldier of Earth Federation more than 100 years in the future. The Earth had gone through devastating change after a round of nuclear war, natural disaster, and alien invasion while a huge threat was still looming over humanity's future. Having no other option, she has to adapt to her new world fast while unknowingly becoming the center of the storm known as revolution. Meanwhile, Jeanne Armstrong, a prodigious black-bellied female major who is also a senior technical officer, a military research expert, and a female instructor in the highest military academy in the Federation, keeps teasing and seducing her to her heart's content. Keiko who sought survival and perhaps, a way home, and Jeanne who will do anything for her freedom. What will happen to them when their fate entangled with each other? +++ Precept: Jeanne leaned on Keiko’s side and rested her head on her uninjured right shoulder. "If you feel guilty about me, please don't push me away. Just think of it as you act for the sake of your goal, and I am for the sake of my oath. We are comfortable using each other like this and we know each other well, isn't it good? " Keiko's hands trembled, she caressed Jeanne's face gently, while her head was lowered. She said, "You... don't be so nice to me..." "Pfft, I've made it clear that I want to use you, and you still say I'm good to you? Are you stupid?" "If I am really stupid, I probably wouldn't be sitting here talking to you right now," Keiko whispered. "Hmph! You know it in your hear all those words really hurt me very much, you’re terrible." "Do you think I want to say that much? It really makes me suffocate, each and every word. I'm just afraid that you will suffer a lot if you choose me, and I'm afraid that I can't take care of you well." “Heh!” Jeanne snorted, "You? Taking care of me? It would be nice if you didn't bother me to take care of you. You damn block of wood, you want to piss me off, don’t you?" “......” "Don't you have anything to say?" Jeanne looked up at her. Keiko didn't speak but lowered her head and pressed Jeanne’s lips with hers. Jeanne's eyes widened for a moment before the corners of her eyes and lips drew a beautiful arc as she stretched out her arms around Keiko's neck, and pull Keiko’s face to hers. --- cover commissioned by: IG: @vatarison.art

Erotic RPG: Pleasure Online

[18+] [Erotic RPG: Pleasure Online] VR MMORPG RPG: Pleasure online was a Game released May 20/2030, a week before Armstrong's death. VR MMORPG: Pleasure Online was a game players could seduce and have sex with female NPCs, be it beasts girls, elves, monster girls, dragon girls and any other possibilities a human could think. Armstrong was killed by a car accident and was reincarnated by the Goddess of lust into Pleasure online. Charm: 80 Crotch size:40 Exp : Increased after sex He was given some conditions and reasons why he was reincarnated such as having sex to level up and stopping an upcoming distruction. Thou he was rich and was the only son of a great merchant life wasn't smooth for him. Watch as Armstrong rise to the top with all the beauties he could gather. 100 power stone 1 bonus chapter 200 power stone 2 bonus chapter 300 power stone 3 bonus chapter A/N English isn't my first language, so use the paragraph comment in case you spot any grammatical error.

Fiona Armstrong

Armstrong Legacy

Back in the 1300's there was a family called the Armstrong's this is there story their Legacy. This story is based in England. As I'm writing this book I'm playing it in the sims 4. This is my way of writing down everything that happens. T/W babies, toddlers, and children die.

Sold To Him: Full Moon Blood Pack

Sneak Peak: Moonlight spilled through the forest, casting an ethereal glow on Trisha as she stood between the two alluring and dangerous alpha males. Torn but resolute, Trisha took a step back, "I won't let this become a battlefield. I need time to figure out what my heart truly desires." ________________ Blurb: In a world where supernatural beings coexist, Trisha, a spirited young woman with a mysterious past, is sold as a breeder to the Alpha King of England, Christian Armstrong. But later she finds herself torn between two powerful alpha mates, Shadow, a brooding vampire, and Christian. As the fate of their world hangs in the balance, an ancient prophecy resurfaces, revealing that Trisha holds the key to an enigmatic amulet with the power to shape destiny itself. As the love triangle intensifies, dangerous secrets unravel, and loyalties are tested, Trisha must navigate a treacherous journey of self-discovery, sacrifice, and the true meaning of love. In "Sold to Him," is not just a quest for power, but a battle for the heart. _______________ This story is slow paced so please be patient with me as it actually takes big turns from Volume 2. Also This book is taking part in WSA newbies, please support with ps, gifts, privilege chaps, and gts. :') Love you all

The Fan(GL)

This story is about two women who always found and loved each other in every lifetime but not meant to be together. This story is about two people who fell in love at the wrong time and opportunity. It is the love of two women named Freen Sarocha, a servant and Rebecca Armstrong, daughter of a noble foreigner. Their love was not accepted and understood by the people in the 16th century that brought them to disaster and death. But even death cannot stop their love because it not only overflows in their hearts but also in the depths of their souls. This is because of the red thread that binds their souls that no matter what happens at any time they will still find each other. But this connection is just a part of Freen's life to teach her a lesson that until she overcomes it will just happen again and again in a cycle. Just like she would repeatedly see her beloved Rebecca die in her arms in every timeline. But the last time Freen died, she found a way choosing to live in the opposite situation, is this the time that she can finally change the course of their story? A/N This is a freenbeck fanfic story this is my first time doing a fanfic. I just can't get over yet with this two so I decided to write a fanfic.

Quietus Wolf

Niklaus [Knee-ck-Louse] is a werewolf who has been living in captivity for the past 9 years and finally gets a chance to escape and find his way back home to his family but things don’t exactly go his way...

Extra's Iliad: War Across the Galaxy

You know how people say "read carefully, you might end up there someday"? Yeah, I should've listened. Here I am, transmigrated into a novel I speed-read while binging forty others. All I remember is some guy named Bonner (seriously, who names their protagonist that?) collecting waifus like they're poker cards at the galaxy's most prestigious academy. Oh, and said academy has the worst security record since... well, ever. The good news? I'm Lloyd Armstrong, son of one of the galaxy's best cybernetic surgeons. The bad news? Everything else. Let's see, I'm a half-breed in a galaxy that treats us like gum stuck to their space-boots, I have no access to the System (you know, the thing that gives LITERALLY EVERYONE ELSE powers). At least I dodged the death trap known as Alexandria Academy. Now I just have to survive an apprenticeship with a war that has been raging for millions of years that spans an entire galaxy. But at least I'm not dealing with the protagonist's plot armor shenanigans, right? ...Right?

Puppet Master Controlling The World

The world is your oyster, a common saying right? But it is especially applicable to the protagonist Dante Armstrong. Born into a ancient family, Dante has had anything he needed since he was child. Stepping onto the road of cultivation with unlimited access to ancient medicines. To make it better Dante claims the mysterious Inheritance of a Puppet master, providing him with infinite opportunities in life play with the world as a puppeteer. But is the world as simple as it seems? {R18 Stuff doesn't start until later in the novel, and it is not the main focus so if that is what your here for sorry to disappoint.}

My Obsession with Chloe Claire

When Luke Armstrong got accepted into the University of Alabama, he didn't think much about what was in store in him. He only had two things on his mind. One) be the best damn wide receiver Coach Saban had ever seen, and two) win back the heart of his childhood best friend, Chloe Claire. The only things that are keeping them apart? Their friends and one dirty little lie. My Obsession with Chloe Claire is a cheesy teen fiction that is sure to leave you cringing, laughing, and relating to its two main characters: Luke Armstrong and Chloe Claire. It contains a healthy romance, unrequited love, true friendship, and not to judge a book by its cover. It is a classic curvy girl meets popular guy with an unexpected twist. WARNING: You fill fall completely in love with good guy Luke Armstrong, who most of us wish was actually real (I know I sure do). UPDATES ON FRIDAY *You can also find the story on Wattpad&Inkitt under the same name/username. Wattpad includes cast members and pictures*

Save The Dragon!

"Ignorance is bliss" Isn't that how the famous saying usually goes? Adam and Eve lived blissfully in Paradise... That is until they ate the Forbidden Fruit, The fruit which gave them knowledge, pure untainted knowledge. Knowledge that erased their Ignorance, knowledge that exiled them to the earth, knowledge that ended their bliss. But... What is the causation of said knowledge? that's right, Ignorance. The same Ignorance which gave them bliss is ironically their greatest folly. Thus is the Original Sin, The Sin of Ignorance. ... ... ... The Dragon awaits its savior, The one proclaimed as the Final Sin, The one who bares the Sin of Wrath, The one who shalt slay the Seven-Fold Sin They await you. They await the Demon King.

THE SAINT IS A CURSE MASTER!?!

Gabriel Armstrong the adopted child of the billionaire Armstrong family was born with an extremely weak body, at the age of 11 he was diagnosed with a rare disease and had been expected to have five years at most to live his life the Armstrongs had spent a vast amount of money on Gabriel alas fate was cruel and even with elite doctors his life came to an early at 18 this was supposed to be the last page in the book of Gabriel until he woke up in an unfamiliar room

A Demon's Love and an Angel's Betrayal

There was a time when Angels and Demons were mere legends. Now Earth is the battle ground and the Human population in is the middle of it all. As the Demon armies forge ahead to take on the Unholy, Damion takes the risk to save them all. Damion, is one of the Elder Bloods who have powers sought by the Unholy soldiers. His ability to see the enemy has given the Demons a great advantage. Now Going undercover will he find the truth, or will he find a path of lies? Can Azier protect that which is most precious, or will he fall to the Unholy Army? (Please enjoy and fill free to leave suggestions to help make this story fun!)

Bitten.

Prologue It's nearly two a.m., too late for this foolishness and I need my sleep. Four nights spent cramming to meet a deadline have left me exhausted. It doesn't matter. Patches of skin behind my knees and elbows have been tingling and now begin to burn. My heart beats so fast I have to gulp air. I clench my eyes shut, willing the sensations to stop but they don't. Philip is sleeping beside me. He's another reason why I shouldn't leave, sneaking out in the middle of the night again and returning with a torrent of lame excuses. He's working late tomorrow. If I can just wait one more day. My temples begin to throb. The burning sensation in my skin spreads down my arms and legs. The rage forms a tight ball in my gut and threatens to explode. I've got to get out of here—I don't have a lot of time left. Philip doesn't stir when I slip from the bed. There's a pile of clothing tucked underneath my dresser so I won't risk the squeaks and groans of opening drawers and closets. I pick up my keys, clasping my fist around them so they don't jangle, ease open the door, and creep into the hallway. Everything's quiet. The lights seem dimmed, as if overpowered by the emptiness. When I push the elevator button, it creaks out a complaint at being disturbed at so ungodly an hour. The first floor and lobby are equally empty. People who can afford the rent this close to downtown Toronto are comfortably asleep by this time.