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THE GIRL AND THE GHOST

THE GHOST KNEW his master was about to die, and he wasn’t exactly unhappy about it. He knew that sounded bad. You’d think, after all those years together, that even he might have felt a twinge of sadness about the whole situation. But it’s hard to feel sorry for someone when: a) you’re a ghost, and everyone knows ghosts don’t have hearts, and b) that someone made her living out of forcing you to make other people miserable. He stared at her now as she lay on the narrow bed, gray and gaunt in the light of the full moon, her breath rasping and shallow. Watching her teeter slowly toward the end was a bit like watching a grape slowly become a raisin: the years had sucked the life and vitality out of her until she was nothing but a wrinkled shell of her former self. “Well,” she wheezed, squinting at him. Well, he said. “One more for the road, eh?” she said, nodding to the full moon out the window. And she grimaced as she offered him the ring finger of her right hand, as she had done so many times before. The ghost nodded. It seemed frivolous, but after all, he still needed to eat, whether or not his master lay dying. As he bent his head over the wrinkled hand, his sharp little teeth pricking the skin worn and calloused from time and use, the witch let out a sharp breath. Her blood used to be rich and strong and so thick with her magic that the ghost could get himself drunk on it, if he wasn’t careful. Now all he tasted was the stale tang of age, the sour notesthat came with impending death, and a bitter aftertaste he couldn’t quite place. Regret, perhaps. It was the regret that was hardest to swallow. The ghost drank nothing more than he had to, finishing quickly and sealing the tiny pinpricks of his teeth on her skin with spit. It is done, he told her, the words familiar as a favorite song, the ritual as comforting as a warm blanket. And I am bound to you, until the end. The witch patted his horned head gently. Her touch surprised him —she had never been particularly affectionate. “Well,” she said, her voice nothing more than a sigh. “The end is now.” And she turned her head to the window, where the sun was just rising over the cusp of the world, and died.

Ayomide_kusimo · สมัยใหม่
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Ariel TODD

‘Ariel is being strange.’ Three months after Ariel and Arsion’s wedding, Arsion felt confused about the sudden change in Ariel’s behavior. She would suddenly appear with a whip at night, and would speak lewd words that she had never put in her mouth before… Of course, Arsion loved Ariel even more because even though she was being odd, everything she did was all adorable. Meanwhile, when Arsion left for a territorial inspection, a suspicious man came to the capital to meet Ariel……. * * * “……Riel?” Sion muttered at Ariel’s blurry appearance. No way. Ariel can’t be here. ‘I miss you so much that I seem to be fantasizing you here with me.‘ It’s serious. Arsion didn’t know if he would see this fantasy for two weeks. Though Arsion thought so, he reached out to Ariel. Soft cheeks cupped in his full hands. Her eyes were slanted when he touched them. Small red and cute lips. How can one even have such a beautiful fantasy. Arsion felt his throat burning. Now he was hungry for Ariel. He wanted to soothe this thirst by licking her all over with full suggestions. Arsion, therefore, pulled away Ariel’s clothes away without hesitation. “Sion!” Ariel’s surprised voice was so vivid. It was like the real Ariel. So Arsion moved his hands more busily. A skillful hand quickly untied her clothes and he smiled as soon as Ariel’s white chest was revealed under the bright sunlight. It’s good to have this fantasy. ‘I’ve always wanted to do this with you.’ Arsion wanted to do what they do at night during the day.

Donald_Freeman · สมัยใหม่
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Time Effect ( A Mass Effect Fanfiction)

A man is reincarnated in the Mass Effect Universe. At first, he was kinda scared about the possibility of dying to the Reapers, or other dangers across the huge galaxy. But, he persevered and, after making friends with Shepard and the crew, won the final battle. He was happy and thrilled about the possibilities of his new life after the war. But, on the day he turned 28 years old, he returned back in time, to when he was a baby. He was confused and mortified by the weird situation, but, our MC didn't let that shake his confidence. So, he tackled the plot of the game once more. But, again, after he turned 28, he returned in time. He finally had to admit to himself he was trapped in some sort of time loop but decided to continue ahead with his life(s). The problem was, this didn't happen just once. 2 times, 3 times, 4 times, 5 times... 9 times. It slowly changed him, to the point he lost the will to try after a few cycles. He realized what he was doing was meaningless, because no matter what he did, the changes he made, nothing mattered, as he would be thrown back in time anyway. So, he deviated from the plot and started to study a variety of things and he didn't care about the fate of the galaxy anymore. In those subsequent loops, he managed to become a master/expert in a lot of things, but the time loop never changed, and the MC started to lose hope of living a normal life. But, after the 9 loop, he felt something different from the other cycles! Perhaps this is his final one? Follow along and watch our MC conquer the whole galaxy, fighting the dangers inside it, and possibly getting a few girls along the way! --- Release schedule: 3 chapters a week (Monday, Wednesday and Saturday), as long as I have enough chapters in stock. Otherwise, 2 chapters per week (Wednesday and Saturday) Minimum of 1,500 words per chapter --- I do not own any of the characters I found the Image on the internet Also posted on RR and SH --- This is a fanfic written by a newbie, so there will be various grammar errors scattered across it. So please, bear with me!

Pop0 · วิดีโอเกม
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59 Chs

Stranger and Me

A love story between President Park Seo -Jun and Hazyl Garcia. Seo Jun is the future heir of the wealthy Park family and his marriage involved many stakeholders. He was well educated and graduated from a prestigious university in the US. He is good-looking, but arrogant and hot-headed, a typical upbringing in an upper-class family, and insensitive to the feelings of others. Hazyl Garcia, a public secondary school teacher, decided to go to Seoul, South Korea, to see her father, an OFW. A civil engineer who worked for a large construction company in Seoul. She hadn't seen her father in over eight (8) years, her father always says that he cannot go back home because there is a contract that has to end. She thought she'd merely go to Seoul, South Korea to see her father, so she applied for personal leave for a month without telling her father. She wanted to surprise him. Only her first friend was aware of her plan. When her Aunt found out, she was initially opposed, but she was eventually persuaded. The day had arrived for her to fly to Seoul, South Korea. Hazyl felt chilled all over his body when the plane landed at Seoul International Airport due to the snow. She wasn't dressed in heavy clothing. In the Philippines, she didn't buy another winter outfit since she assumed it would merely add weight to her luggage. She intended to travel to Korea during the winter season to experience the snow. She could feel the tightness in her jaw and the coldness in her body as she walked about seeking for the toilet. She first met Seo-Jun, at Incheon airport when Hazyl bumped and spilled the coffee that Soo Jun was holding, the beginning of the tense, Their gazes lingered for a few more minutes until Hazyl sneeze shattered their attention. Soo Jun jacket became filthy, He takes off the jacket and puts it on Hazyl's shoulder and left, Hazyl stupefied at what he did. Soo Jun was unaware that he had left his phone in his jacket. marked the start of their encounter and gradually fell in love with each other, but their relationships faced a lot of hindrances- culture, religion, language, and race. Would they be willing to relinquish their love of the people against them? Or would they fight for their love whatever happens and choose to be together and their love would prevail until the end?

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