“Where am I?” The Lord Commander asked confusedly. “Hey! Nkosi!? Where’s your head at?” A middle aged oriental man in Shaolin robes asked. Looking around, he saw that he was in some sort of training grounds surrounded by teens in rows ranging from 14-18 years old. Looking down at himself he see’s that his skin is as dark as the night sky. Touching his foreign body, quite the foundation for martial knowledge has been laid, but still lacking. Noticing all the teens were all crouched in some weird stance, with faces red and dripping in sweat from overexertion. He then realized he was in the middle of some endurance training. Looking up at the middle aged man who’s name he does not yet know, he asked apathetically ”Who are you to speak to me mortal?” The lord commander looks at the man with complete disregard for life in his eyes. ———————————————————————— Nkosi Johnson an average African American kid from Chicago, IL, one day has his whole life changed when a legendary Immortal’s soul decides to take refuge in the first person he’s seen, intending to recuperate from heavens wrath while failing his transcendence to Godhood. Yet what he failed to notice was the child’s spirit was too strong in his moment of weakness, which leads to his spirit being absorbed by Nkosi, marking the quiet death of a legendary figure, and rising from the ashes, marking the birth of a new one. ———————————————————————— Disclaimer: I am a Black American man unlearned of the Buddhist, Shaolin, and Chinese culture. Most of what I know comes from movies and more eastern fantasy novels that I have read in the past. I am more than willing to take suggestions and constructive criticism that will help me culture myself as well as to make this book more enjoyable to others. So please enjoy. Disclaimer part 2: Mature content Disclaimer part 3: I do not own the cover art to this book, it is temporary until I can find my own artist to draft a cover for me, I am not using this cover for monetary gains or use, it is just a visual to enhance the theme of my book all credit goes to Instagram: Baran.Sarper
Two wrongs don't make it right is what they were all told but. They believed two wrongs could make the first wrong seem less wrong. With only 6 months of high school left Araiya focuses on her school work and nothing else. That is until Mr.White comes into her life and her friendships take a turn for the worst.
Things are not always what they seem. ---------- I walked briskly through the corridor, the sound of my shoes echoing and bouncing off the walls. Removing my wig and the pins keeping it in place, I toss it to the family butler as he walks behind me with the same urgency in his stride. I stop just in front of a set of big, wooden doors that shut my father's study to the rest of the house. With a loud knock and a faint "come in", I throw the doors open and march in. My father was sitting quietly behind his desk. I caught a look in his eyes filled with shock and surprise for a split second before he expertly masked it with his usual blank stare. "What is the meaning of this?" ---------- Adelaide Isla is anything but ordinary. Being the daughter of a prominent businessman in the kingdom is something she still considers normal. With her father an earl and close friends with the crown prince, her status is what she wishes is normal. After years of scandal, family drama, and tension, her father allows her to live undercover for her later teenage years. Adelaide was loving life up until she gets thrown a curveball as the grandson of the king needs a bodyguard.
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Uragiri - a feeling of betrayal; treacherous. Running away doesn't make our problems disappear. Sometimes being strong is the only option but it's good at least it's an evidence that we tried because regret is the most strongest emotion experienced. There are different sets of people you will meet , some will stay like a bright sunshine and some will disappear like a dark cloud. But at the end of the days It's not about who we wish would stay , it's about who stays.
Michael Angelo Pablo's mental health is pushed to boundaries when the quarantine was implemented in the month of March in the year 2020. What could be of Michael during the time of the pandemic? Since then, he always has mental health problems, but will his predicament the whole world is experiencing worsens or heals him? Since then, he's been together with his family and started the work from the home set-up. But does that really sound good, or it gets worse? Political calamity got worse, and social media became a toxic medium, Michael consumes the blues, and all his outlet is an unhealthy solution other than cigarettes and alcohols. He tries to get through the day until the pandemic ends. Should you wish to know the "Smoking Blues" Michael is feeling throughout the story, you have the freedom to do so. If this could affect and may trigger something in you, then don't. But Michael is trying his best to be good, and not just that, but also to be at least relevant at everything in life.