Ana’s hands quivered when the chair she sat on was pulled over and the man leaned closer, almost towering over her while she sat on the chair.
‘‘Ana, do you remember what I told you before leaving?’’ Yu Lin Shen smirked. He leaned even closer to her ear and asked sensually.
How could she not remember what he told her? Those words were kept and treasured in her heart for so long.
‘‘Yu Lin Shen, behave yourself. We are in the office, anyone can walk in at any time.’’ Ana said, trying to act cool.
‘‘Don’t worry. I made sure everyone left and…’’ Yu Lin Shen bit her ear adding, '‘I locked the door so there won’t be anyone disturbing us.’’
Ana’s heart started beating faster when she heard those words. She didn’t dare to look Lin Shen in the eyes because she was afraid her own body would betray her.
‘‘I read your moments a day ago and you said you wanted a baby after visiting the children’s center. So… I came back immediately without a second thought. Tonight… let’s make that baby together, Ana.’’
Lin Shen touched Ana’s chin and captured her lips in a passionate kiss.
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That accursed book had the ability not only to
pervert and warp the fabric of space and time but to
bend the very mind itself, to twist the psyche to
breaking point and then go beyond. It was something
not meant for this world.
Exiting the motorway we quickly came to the large
town of Dungannon, a town that had grown rapidly
over the last decade as it had seen an influx of
foreign nationals disproportionate to the rest of
the country, who brought with them a diverse range
of strange theologies and mysticisms. Some of these
I knew as off-shoots of more mainstream theologies,
others I knew to be cults new or old that barely
clung to existence in the world as we know it, and
one or two I had heard of only in legend and existed
here as anywhere else in rumour.
Parapsychology bore little interest to my erstwhile
driver who guided us into the car park of some
quaint local shopping mall that had served as a
linen mill during the industrial revolution an age
ago.
A surprisingly modern bistro sat on a corner unit of
the mall, all glass front with trendy chrome chairs
and dark wood throughout and soon we were guided to
a table and upon ordering we returned to our
conversation about the unusual Valjean. That
conversation did not last a great deal of time
however as we had discussed at length during the
journey the details of my entire communication with
the musician and changing tact Professor Davids
enquired as to how I was adjusting to life in
Belfast after my time spent in Arkham. I confessed
that at times I was still caught out by the quirks
of European life compared to those of Americans, in
the United States life and people were generally
simpler in manner but at a faster pace than in
European nations. The best descriptor I could think
of was that in America politics was an occupation,
in Europe it was a lifestyle choice.
As the waitress arrived with our food I came to
realise that I no longer had the attention of
Professor Davids, indeed nothing seemed to be holding his gaze, as if his mind were absent from
his body.
“It’s the music,
” explained the waitress in answer
to the question I had not asked and I then noticed
the crackling warble filtering in that I had come to
recognise as the work of my reclusive penpal,
“AJ
Valjean, some people seem to space out listening to
his stuff, it really speaks to them.”
“That could prove dangerous,
” I said snapping my
fingers in the face of my colleague breaking his
trance,
“it’s like some form of hypnosis.”
“I’ve never seen the harm in it,
” the waitress left
our food and returned to the kitchen area, passing a
waiter who I saw to be moving in an almost robotic
fashion, and after that had caught my eye I came to
realise that maybe half a dozen of the thirty or so
in the room also behaved in the same trance state.
“That was quite an unusual experience,
” the
Professor spoke,
“I felt as though my mind were
slowly draining, it was peaceful, very calming. Your
friend certainly makes music for the soul.”
“It certainly is strange,
” I commented, I found it
unsettling how powerful an effect such music could
have on a receptive psyche. Clearly there was some
subliminal waveform or message in the music that
whether intentional or not was at the very least a
hazard to drivers and pedestrians, at the worst I
would dread to think. I ate my meal in uncomfortable
silence, knowing what I know of the interests of AJ
Valjean I doubted that the trance state was
unintentional and could only hope that it did not
exist to serve some hitherto unknown malign purpose.
My eyes followed those who had been under the
effect, watching to see any peculiarities or
behavioural quirks beyond the generally accepted
norm of human activity, indeed I kept one eye on my
companion for having known academically for some
time now he could best serve as a control group.
"How can you tell a person what you feel about that person if you can't muster any strength to swallow your pride just to say what you want to say?"
That was the question Vin Santos kept asking himself. Still he wasn’t sure on how to do that. He never experienced that feeling before. Since that start of high school, he always got caught up in different criminal cases. But on the last year of high school, things would change.
He never thought he'd be off track. He can't sing when he want to. He became deaf and is now having a hard time following the beat. The tunes and lyrics are now disconnected. He can't remember the songs he sung, and he realized “I’ve lost my music”.
this is a story about a frank west who transmigrated into a new body in the far future where technology had advanced very far and the humans had formed a large empire covering the whole galaxy. but the entertainment industry is lacking and some bands and singers that suppose to be in history for their songs are not there and as a result, frank is given a system that will make him and his band the greatest singer in music history.
A unique [melody] sits within all of us, only waiting to be played by the worthy during the [fracture] ritual. The individuals who accomplish this task are referred to as the [enlightened], the apex of humanity. All Alden wishes for is to prove himself worthy during his ceremony in order to support his family. When the day finally comes, what meets him is beyond his wildest dreams, his path as an [enlightened] will be like no other. As a near-singular entity, Alden embarks on a perilous journey riddled with challenges and revelations through the world of the [enlightened]. It won't be long before he realizes that this world is far grander than he ever could have imagined.
Release schedule: 1-2 chapters a day
A minus’ hand that fails every singer he put his hands on, Kang Yoon.
He meets his death after being chased by loan sharks, losing his beloved sister and his everyday life.
However, with those 10 years earned through coincidence…
In his new life, he will walk the path to the best planner.
3rd rate or 1st rate, through his hands, they will become legends!!
(TL not mine)
Three words that Maura Magen can catch on Valentine's Day this year.
First, jealousy. Her crush, whom she had adored since the first year, ended up going out with her best friend.
Second, frustration. For other teenagers Valentine is the most romantic day of the year. But for her, valentine is the same as disappointed, because she is single, aka alone as one and lonelyness, you bastard!
Third, bad luck. It was as if fate was playing a joke on her. How could an Erlangga Orion Lorenzo send her a love letter?
Ig : _Yamarara
Kareem Valentine died on earth committing the heroic deed of saving a puppy. After his death, he meant The One True God who grated him several wishes. Being transmigrated into the world of cultivation where men can shatter mountains and split oceans. Watch as our protagonist transform from on Ant into a Dragon going from weak to strong sometimes traveling anime worlds all with the help of his Anime/Cultivation system.
"Tang Ho! You might be a combat master but in front of me your skills are so so"
"Demon King Xuebec! In front of my army, yours is truly lacking"
"Heaven's! Throw lightning at me one more time and see if I don't deflect it back"
I HAVE LONG SURPASSED THE HEAVEN'S!
First time Arthur I'm writing this for fun if you like it thank you for the support. If you don't then I hope you find a better novel. You can always move on to find something batter no need for hating.
[The system doesn't become on anime/cultivation system until chapter 26. Why because I didn't think of this when I just started writing it and now I did so I did some editing to the story and fixed up grammar errors and fusing the systems make it easier for me to write.]
[ I do not own the cover it's Inuyasha's father. The main character looks exactly like the cover. The cultivation stages are from Library of Heaven's path which belongs to the author of library of heavens path.]
Sipnosis: tentang seorang wanita yang periang dan ceria dan menjadi primadona sekolah Academy music school namun dunianya berubah ketika bertemu dengan pria yang sangat pemurung dan mempunyai aura yang sangat gelap ditakutin semua siswa dan siswi disekolah di sebuah koridor merekapun saling bertabrakan dan itu lah yang membuat dunia Ochi berubah drastis. Ochi penasaran dengan pria itu dan mulai jatuh cinta pada pria tersebut setiap hari Ochi mengintip Habiby dan terus ingin tau tentang dirinya sampai mereka menjadi sepasang kekasih dan banyak hal yang terjadi dalam hubungan mereka penuh lika liku ujian cinta mereka akan kah Ochi dan Habiby bisa bertahan sampai mereka lulus dan bisa terus bersama dan sampai tiba saatnya mereka bahagia selamanya.
