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Az teclology

Tác giả: Daoist58AS5a
Magical Realism
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QT: Corrupting His Plot

Welcome to both fellow Ramblers and those simply piqued by this bard’s ballad. Lily lived for nineteen years, eleven months, and two days. For nine years, eleven months, and thirty days of that life, she had a neighbor, Yichen Long, who became her closest person, her best friend. Unfortunately, the joy and hopes he gave her lasted as short as it was sweet. In her last moments she thought that at least if she got to drink meng po’s soup, it would finally stop hurting. God seemed to take her final wish as a joke and at the age of three years as Irini Astera, she became self-aware that she was just a character in her best friend’s book. Until the age of twenty years, ten months and four days, the day she was supposed to die, she lived her character dutifully hoping that when the end came at least she could finally forget. ‘Somehow’ she accidentally corrupted the plot, and it all started to unravel the very moment she did not die. Instead, she was forced to keep living, remembering it all. Yichen first met his best friend the day he moved in with his step-family as she accidentally hit his head with a basketball. Since then, he grew up alongside her, learning all her quirks, greedily taking all her joy, healing her through all her pain. He tried earnestly to give her the happy ending she craved, but his mistakes were endless. One night, he made the biggest and final mistake of his life; he lost her. In despair he angrily challenged and cursed every God in existence, claiming that they made a mistake, not him. Eventually, he resorted to bargaining, promising them anything and everything, even his very soul, just to get her back. In return, he was given a task. Enter every novel he wrote thinking of her. He only had to enter it alongside her, and prove to this God that they made a mistake. It wasn’t until the end he discovered that he had been tricked, not seeing the hidden price he had to pay. He would forget on her behalf, in every lifetime he would forget. So how could he complete the task? In the end, the God of unconditional love gloated, 'see, I didn’t make a mistake, you were simply impatient.' Authors Notes: This novel is written with an emotional heart around two very ‘broken’ souls finding unconditional love in one another to heal. It will be a bit heavy at times, but I promise you, that I will work hard to give you the happy ending we all crave. If you’re willing to join me on this roller coaster, buckle up and enjoy the ride. P.S. little Easter eggs will be in comments made by myself regarding characters and the plot for those of you wishing to understand deeper.

TheRamblingBard · Kỳ huyễn
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Rebirth of the golden lineage

Countless years ago, a being emerged before anything else in universe. She called herself The Great Mother, Chaos. Bored with her her immortality and her loneliness, she raised four children, who were later known as brothers: Creation, the older brother, leader, and usually the one who takes the blame for the rest. Destruction, the second sister, a rebel obsessed with making the gift she received from her mother worthwhile, but obedient to the brother who helped her and taught her everything she knows. Death, the third brother, the most silent and mysterious of all, and besides being treated with careful by his two older brothers, is respected for his extreme intelligence. Life, the youngest sister, extremely silly and innocent, being easily manipulated by the brother she most admired, Death. For trillions of years these beings roamed and made the whole universe their playground, until The great mother Chaos decides to leave on an unknown journey, but without first letting her lineage wander randomly through her universe. Over time, the older Brother Creation identified traces of possible younger siblings, but in his ignorance of him, in an attempt to help them grow faster, he interfered with his brothers 'karma and made them become incomplete beings, who would erroneously be known as their "children" in the future. Dissatisfied with his terrible mistake, he devoted all his infinite time with the intention of creating perfect beings. And he did it. However, they were too perfect, to the point of being extremely problematic, and literally creators of disasters for their mother's legacy, the main universe. Because they were his creations, even his children, he could not stand the idea of ​​destroying them, and so he decided to create a universe of his own, where he exiled these children of his to live in peace, without causing problems to anyone. "Oh? What is that?!" "Interesting... So will I have my third chance to redeem myself for my failures?" ################### Because of his rare blood type, and a possible curse, Miguel has always had many difficulties in his earthly life. Then, through a dream, a probable God informs him that he will have even more difficulties in his life after death, and because of that he offers him two gifts: Memories of your past life! An evolution system! Along with that, his bloodline of him that once brought him difficulties, becomes a Divine Gift! #### The cover is not mine, and I haven't found the artist.

YeshuaH · Kỳ huyễn
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Lemon Grass and Sleep

She rests her head on my shoulder, her breath hot against my exposed collarbone, her lips so close to my skin. My arm is around her waist, rubbing small circles on her hip while my other hand smooths her hair. her free hand rests on the bottom of my rib cage, palm grazing my stomach through the thin fabric of my shirt. She begins trailing kisses along my skin. From my shoulder, up my neck, gradually making her way to my ear. I shiver, goosebumps covering my body, unable to remain still beneath the touch. her tongue flicks against my neck, and I let out a small groan at the contact. her lips brush my ear, her hot, heavy breath engulfing it and spreading across my cheek. her hair is now falling in my face. I turn my head towards her and close the distance, my lips meeting hers. It’s soft, slow and careful, but I move my hand up into her hair and she moans against my mouth, giving me the chance to deepen the kiss, and I take it. I beckon her to open her mouth further and she happily oblige, her hands tangled in my hair and roaming my stomach. her fingers graze my ribcage, taunting me. I grip her hip tighter and pull her over me, so she has to adjust her legs. She pulls back, now crouching over me. I start to sit up, but she pushes me back down, pulling at the sleeves of my shirt. I help her slide it over my head, leaving me in my skimpy tank top. She leans towards me, her breath tingling on my skin as she brings her head farther up my torso, until her face is right above mine. I reach my hands up and push at the small of her back, forcing her down and kissing her desperately. This time, I don’t even wait for her to give me a chance. I graze my thumb against her lips, and she understands immediately and does as I ask. her mouth is hot on mine, her lips soft and the kiss rough and needy. She pulls back again, but this time I follow her, pressing my body against hers as we sit up, my lips never leaving hers. This time I break the kiss, leaning down to trace her jaw with my lips. Cutting a line down her neck, trailing her collar bone, as her hands start to wander one slides up my back. My skin tingles at the contact as her fingers wander further and further. her other hand rests briefly on my waist before traveling down the length of my thigh, and settling itself right above my knee. My breath hitches in my throat as she smiles down at me. I snap my eyes open, forcing myself to clear my head as I take in my ceiling above me. Good. No bugs this time. I drag myself out of bed and pull my lead feet to the bathroom, getting ready to shower. I turn the water on, scorching hot, before I remember that it isn’t good for you - especially with my anxiety - and turn the temperature down to barely warm. I step in and let the warm water cascade over me, splashing across my face and soaking my hair. I close my eyes, and in seconds I see the most beautiful brunette girl in the middle of the road, walking away from me, and a car screeching around a sharp turn towards her. I jump forward, pushing her out of the way as the car slams into me, sending a shudder throughout my entire body. I shake my head and turn the water colder, attempting to distract myself from thoughts of her. She’s always on my mind, so I know it was a long shot, but I feel like I’m insane; like I’m obsessed with her in some terrible way. She’s one of my best friends! I shouldn’t be thinking about her like this. And yet…

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