Retail is hell, but hell might have been preferable.
A baseball bat to the head kills, and Arthur Clark is no exception. A former wage slave, he finds in his death that the dragon goddess and her children want him to keep working - to bring economic prosperity to a ruined city. Now he has gangsters, wannabe superheroes, and starving survivors as his customers, and an inventory to scavenge from the roaming mutated wildlife.
If only this was as easy as it’d been in his books.
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Disclaimer: Note to reader, this story was written with the aid of AI. (copy.ai)(app.simplified)(beta.character.ai)(textsynth)(notion.so)
Overview: You and your friend Alaska find yourselves trapped in a prehistoric world full of mutated dinosaurs. While trying to survive in such a chaotic world you stumble upon a mysterious stone that gave you the power to control a red raptor. Now together with the help of a tribal boy named Inkagi you must do whatever it takes to avoid being hunted down by a dangerous man named Shintiro who wants the power of the stone for himself.
Inspired by Choose Your Own Adventure series. If you have any new ideas for future chapters, I am open to suggestions. You will be given credit for the chapter and I will give a follow to your account.Thank you for the support!
So, the children of the prophecy have made it to the shores of Hilgaria. They’ve traveled a long way from their homes. Now that they have figured out where they need to go next, they just have to get there. But there’s just one problem; a body of water stands in their way. The Waters of Abdomes. Ifthey make it across these waters they still have to get to Duelgestein and claim the prize that must not be named.
But with their friend, Skylar, presumably dead, they don’t know what to do. They also have a friend who could be part of the prophecy as well. But Luke isn’t so quick to accept the replacement of someone he loves. And he holds out hope she’s out there somewhere.
With Boromir dead, they can finally relax. Fewer attacks are being brought on them since the Dueglesteiner’s leadership is gone.
But can they make it? Will they find the prize?
Or will they fail and die trying?
"Please tell me your hearts desire!" Tristan Cunningham never thought he would hear any one tell him those words, let alone a goddess from heaven. This is the story of a goddess coming down to earth to grant the wish of a human and the romance that followed.
[GTS] Tristan Alderman was once a young Lilliputian male, who joined the world wide military to make his parents proud, but in truth Tristan is a person who likes living the easy life, with little work needing to be done. One day, in order to do the right thing Tristan throws his easy life down the drain and his life is flipped upside down as he is forced to discover the truth of the power that dwells deep inside of him.
For a few months back in Highschool, I'd have dreams almost every day, and I'd remember them all. So... I decided to write them down. I have four full notebooks that are basically full of my dreams.At some point, writing them down took too much effort, and hence I stopped. Eventually, I also stopped remembering my dreams regularly. Good thing was, the sleep paralysis I was having almost daily went away as well.
Without further ado, here are my dreams. Horrifying dreams, dreams that have a complex plot, and just plain weird dreams like fighting Mark Zuckerberg in my garage.
Note: Some more complex dreams would be modified a little for it to flow better and form an intelligible story.
"so...whats the plan..?" I stare out the window..watching my new found men await my orders. "to watch the world burn.."
They betrayed me..they betrayed my brothers..my best friend..and that is something I will neverforgive them for..
After being wrongly banished by her tribe from her homeland, Saria Clovercress forms an alliance with an unlikely band of adventurers, The Ashen Order, on their last quest before retirement. But when their employer, the Grand Sorcerer Ser Raexius, pushes the group to their limit, the group begin questioning his true intentions for calling upon the specific group. In the heat of the gruelling trials, Saria must learn to control her power before losing everything she holds dear. (Weekly Chapters)
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Malachi is no ordinary man. With an intellect far beyond his peers and a photographic memory, he has grown bored with the monotony of his existence. That was until he received the black hand. What could it mean? Agata, a skilled exorcist, is sent on a mission to extract him on orders from the Vatican. Her arrival changes everything. Together, they journey through the supernatural realm and discover a connection between Malachi and the Garden of Eden. But Malachi has his own plans for the spiritual power he possesses, ambitions that neither his friends nor foes expect. As romance and death fuel their journey, they uncover a spiritual truth with grave consequences. Meanwhile, the forces of Samael are hot on their trail, adding to the mix is Malachi's sister Octavia, who has joined the forces of Samael to hunt down her own brother. A sibling rivalry gone horribly wrong. Told through the different perspectives of Malachi, Agata, and Octavia, this supernatural thriller is a page-turner that will keep you on the edge of your seat. Will they overcome the obstacles and uncover the mystery of the Garden of Eden, or will their journey lead to their ultimate destruction? Only one thing is certain: the truth they uncover will change everything. If you love supernatural thrillers with a dash of romance and a healthy dose of sibling rivalry, then what are you waiting for?
Without a word she disappeared. And returned after almost 10 years. And then her story made him shed his tears. And his love for her became more alive.....
fɔː bʊk aɪ-aɪ. : ə ˈkɪŋdəm ænd ɪts faɪv ˈvɪlɪʤɪz ɪn kənˈfjuːʒən rɪˈlaɪz ɒn ði əˈsɪstəns ɒv ðə ˈdiːmən wɪʧ, ˈleɪdi Rai, æz ðeər ɪmˈpɪərɪəl ˈhɪərəʊ ænd ˈruːlə. ðɪs ɪz ðə ˈstɔːri haʊ ðə ˈdiːmən ˈruːlə məˈlɪʃəsli seɪvd ðeə ˈdaɪɪŋ ˈkɪŋdəm ænd ðəmˈsɛlvz...ɪn ə streɪnʤ weɪ, əˈgɛn.(piː.ɛs. maɪ ˈstɔːriz ɑːr ɪnˈdiːd streɪnʤ ænd nɒt rəʊˈmæns æt ɔːl. :)