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The Void Writer
Author: Yrythaela
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This young man in his early life as a teenager is considered to be a talent born once every century. A modern Shakespeare. Highly regarded by thousands of people all around the globe with his tear-jerking creations of love story that will make men and women cry. In short, a genius. But everyone knew of his true nature. Despite being awarded countless awards as one of the best romance author in the whole world, he's... clueless. Everything about love. His cold demeanor and a stone cold face shows no signs of attractions or feelings to anyone. He doesn't feel any attraction to anyone. Now, he enters the first years of his high school life. Several interesting characters entered his life in which fate clearly planned to. Will he be able to feel the feelings of the character he writes in his novels or will he just be the same old, cold and heartless, 'Void Writer'? AUTHOR'S NOTE: As much as I'd like to reference real books in the real world in this story, I'm afraid that I cannot since there's copyrights and licensing protecting those things. And I'm not going to risk it. So that's why most of the books in this story will be made up by me.
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Her Comeback Was His Sentence.

After three years of marriage, Evelyn finally got pregnant. She thought it would be the happiest day of her life until her own husband’s hands pushed into hell her. Evelyn went to the company to inform Alain about her pregnancy, only to be met with the sight of him having sex with his secretary. Alain had betrayed her. “Let’s get a divorce,” he said, the three years of affection crushed like worthless paper. He showed no shame as he continued his affair right in front of her, under the guise of nakedness. “Fine,” Evelyn agreed. She looked proud and aloof. She swallowed the news of her pregnancy, holding it tight in her throat without uttering a word. But as she turned away, she burst into tears. She returned home, prepared the divorce papers, signed them, packed her belongings, and left. But on the way, Evelyn fainted because of her foetal derangement. A kind man took her to the hospital and left her with a beautiful wish. Other than that, she knew nothing about him. Five years later, Evelyn had a successful career and a peaceful life with her young son - Dennis. But one day, her son brought a strange man home, none other than Alain! Evelyn was stunned. Her ex-husband had returned, shamelessly begging her for forgiveness, wanting to regain her and Dennis. He wanted her to come back to him. But Evelyn didn’t agree. Despite Alain’s coercion, she refused. And at that moment, “he” suddenly appeared, unexpectedly and silently as he did five years ago. He pulled her up from the depths and slapped her ex-husband directly in the face with one sentence: “You’re not worthy of her.” ... Umee: Hi there! First of all, thank you for the interest and for the enthusiasm. Truly. Every time I open my comments and see new invitations to add Discord, buy promotion packages, commission comic adaptations, or “have a quick chat,” I’m reminded that my story has somehow wandered into a very busy marketplace. That said, I should probably set expectations gently before anyone invests too much energy. I’m not looking for promotion services, paid advertising or commissioned artwork. Not because they’re bad ideas, just because they’re not ideas I currently need. I don’t have the budget, the urgency or the illusion that my story is secretly one step away from becoming the next global phenomenon. I’m very aware of where my work stands. It’s doing okay. Respectably okay. Not “adapt-everything-immediately” okay. My passion for writing exists but it hasn’t reached the stage where common sense quietly exits the room. I promise I’m not underestimating myself, I’m simply being realistic, which is a personality trait I’ve grown quite attached to. Another small but important thing: I’m not really interested in chatting, exchanging ideas, networking, or building creative alliances in private messages. I write best when left alone. I think best when no one is pitching anything to me. And I function best when my inbox is not screaming for attention. So if I don’t reply, please know it’s not personal, it’s just me choosing silence over small talk. That being said, if you’re genuinely curious about me rather than what I can potentially become or produce, if you want to see my everyday life, random thoughts, quiet moments and the unmarketable parts of my existence, I do have my Instagram linked in my bio. You’re welcome to follow it. No proposals required. No introductions needed. Just observation, at your own pace. I truly wish you the best with your creative work, your art, your promotions, and your ambitions. Creating something and trying to get it seen is hard, I respect that deeply. I just prefer to walk my path slowly, quietly, and without turning every interaction into a business opportunity. Thank you for understanding, for stopping by, and for letting me return peacefully to my writing corner, where the only thing I’m selling is words.

Umee_uuuuuuw · Urban

My Death Sentence

Ravaged and desolate, the Old World perished beneath the polluted sky. Radiation and infestation plagued the Earth all while a mere fraction of the human population remained. Of that rapidly diminishing population, a man approaching his thirties found himself entangled with Earth's current "War Lords" -- a pathetic bunch of insecure men who dominate what remains of the blue planet. Thrown into one of the prisons, Cain is ruthlessly prodded and experimented on. Subjected to radiation, gene altercation, and given various poisons and toxins alongside a slew of potential antidotes to match -- Cain became the War Lord’s guinea pig. Only after satisfying their voracious greed for revenge did the War Lord’s finally grant Cain some semblance of mercy. Strapped to a metal chair with a thick steel collar hung around his throat, Cain prepared himself for death. While his body slowly melted underneath the heat of one of the War Lord’s new experimental serums, an unfamiliar women’s voice called out to Cain. Summoned by a random girl in another world, she calls Cain a demon. “Demon?” Cain questions. But then it hits him — he’s been reborn and summoned. It’s a two-for-one special! *** Follow along Cain's rebirth and his unfortunate summoning into another world filled with trials, tribulations, and tragedy all composed by yours truly, thelostboy. Side note: I've tried this writing thing before and it's a lot more taxing than I was expecting. Rather than continue my old story that I fell out of love with, I figured it would be all-around more enjoyable for myself and my readers to create something I'm newly passionate about than return to shallow waters. Also also, once I get into a writing rhythm again I plan on creating a Patreon for early access chapters, I've decided not to Contract this novel for the more respectable, mature approach -- begging. May we pray I write something good.

TheLostBoy · Action
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The classic sentence of a young writer…
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2025-03-05 03:11
Youth is so beautiful but fleeting. Youth is the dancing fireworks, the shining meteors, the blooming buds. Youth is a period of time without regrets, an eternal name card. Youth is a touching poem, a beautiful memory. Youth is like a boiling kettle or a sharp knife. Youth is a beautiful canvas and a gorgeous scenery. Youth is a pot of fragrant coffee and a cup of mellow taste. Youth is a beautiful scenery and an unforgettable experience. Youth is an eternal memory and a precious gift. Youth is a shining business card, an opportunity to show off.
The classic sentence of a young writer…
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2024-09-22 08:10
The following are some of the youth: True love isn't a moment of good feelings, but the impulse to persist even though you know there's no result because I know it's not easy to meet you. Time stole away your youth and left my memories. I like you for no particular reason. Youth is like a cluster of candles. Even if it is very short sometimes, we still want it to burn brightly. Don't wait for the girl who loves you to leave before looking back. Don't wait until you've had enough fun before you realize that your home is gone. When I was young, I had to be so sentimental that it was earth-shattering. But when I grew up, I learned that the more painful it is, the more calm I am, the more bitter I am, the more silent I am. Growing up is the process of imitation and rejection. Youth, you are so beautiful that I accidentally fell in love with you.
A famous writer's classic sentence
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2024-09-15 02:50
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The reason for recommending a novel writer is short in one sentence.
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2026-07-14 13:02
" The Legend of the Poor Cultivator," a Xianxia novel written by the Shadow Demon Institute. The growth of the protagonist without a cheat is very interesting. The plots such as mortals carrying out missions and visiting immortal cultivation families are very immersive. However, the weakness of the mortal chapter is that it is too long and has a strong martial arts style. Overall rating of 8.5, I think its reputation is low. " I've Finally Been Waiting for the Revival of Reiki " was a novel written by Tathagata about an urban supernatural power. It was the story of a lonely hundred-year-old man, Gu Han, during the era of the Revival of Reiki. The style was slow but creative. It was rated 4 stars. " The Master of Literature " was a novel about urban life written by Chen Mian. Although the ending was bad, the beginning was not bad. The main character was not brainless. The emotional lines and literary theory were good, but the book's results were not good. " The Leisure Daily Life of a Parrot " was an urban life novel written by World's Greatest Sound. It was a funny story about a parrot's soul. It was very healing. Although it had been cut short, it was very interesting. It had a casual style, but the plot logic was weak. " Super God Level Time Travel " was a novel written by Chang Dijiu. The description of the main character's avatar was satisfactory. The early infinite flow without a god was like the Reformer. Although there were some minor problems, it was still worth reading. <a href="/?from=ask_words" style="color:red" target="_blank">Read more exciting novels for free</a>
Why would a writer use sentence fragments in a story?
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2024-10-11 01:27
A writer might choose sentence fragments to give a choppy, fragmented feel that reflects a character's state of mind or a chaotic situation. It's a way to stand out and make the writing style more unique and engaging.
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