Braves Mädchen

When death suddenly claims you, what do you feel? Regrets? Longing? Fear of the unknown? What if you are given another chance to live? But the world you will be born with is far different from where you came from. This world is full of swords and magic! Join William as he embarks on a journey in a new world after his death. A second chance. A new world. A brand new adventure. A brand new sys... Dreams... all he wants is dreams come true... ... Editing of the first thirty chapters is finished. I will try to edit the second thirty chapters this month. Our story is long, our actions should not be rushed, if you are someone who follows the book, I guarantee that the mistakes you encountered at the beginning have been corrected. Thanks, everyone. AN: I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but I have some good news. I found a new job in one of the best private hospitals in my country, and I had to start working immediately. That's why I've been working overtime for the last two weeks. We fixed it this week and now I'm free on weekends. From now on I will publish 2 chapters a week. Saturday and Sunday. (Because I'm only free on those two days.) Thank you for your understanding. Happy New Year! Good or bad, be sure to leave a review. This will increase your reading pleasure and my writing level. Publish schedule: 7 CH/WEEK Tags: #EasternFantasy, #WestFantasy, #Magic, #System, #Adventure, #Explore, #Cultivation, #Comedy, #weaktostrong, #pet, #creatures, #antihero, #villain, #dark, #reincarnation, #Bloodline, #Romance,

So I wrote Acnefera on Webnovel. The grammar was awful. The spelling was inconsistent and I am going to rewrite it. it is going to make more sense and it's going to be better with more fleshed-out characters and better motivations better villains. I'm going to rewrite the story even better. So enjoy.

Hello there, person behind the screen. I'm a self-proclaimed author and God of this novel world. Well, about this book's story, it's all about this little girl who wants to be a sage and acquires a tattered book from a stranger. So what are the three things you must and shouldn't expect from this kind of novel? First, I'll try my best to cover the entire world and put a little bit of sugar coating inside. Two, don't expect too much from this novel or the world itself. I'm not a good storyteller, and I won't please everyone. Lastly, if you're lucky and went inside this world... Then do your best to survive and have a fun life. I don't know you, and you don't know me; don't expect that I'll cover you or put your name here. And that's all! Enjoy reading! :')

Two children, a boy and girl on the same day were visited by two divine beings. While the girl made contact with Fah, the divine spirit of light, the boy was approached by Varic, the vampiric spirit of death. With the two children being connected by a string of fate, let's see what the world has I'm store for them.

I'm Evan Cross, and my upgrade path requires genuine connections with women who actually challenge me. A martial artist who uses me as a training dummy. A genius hacker who won't let anyone in. Each bond unlocks abilities I need to stop being everyone's victim.

I’m Gareth Wells, which simply means Gentle Spring. I died in my first life full of regrets, pain, sadness, and sorrows, but now I’ll not be the gentle spring but the storm that will take everyone who looked down, insulted, and made my hellish life bow down to me.

I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires. I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what a food chain!). But all is good. No matter what I shall not alli myself to degenerate into a heartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones. I cannot allow my desires to pull me down. I cannot be corrupted by the abyss! My name is Daniel Stark and what I'm about to tell you is a real life horror. I don't know what you call horror or romance or fa Intasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to listen attentively and not miss a bit of information. This is my story—one beginning with pain.

"To reclaim my throne, I traded my soul for a System." Zoravar had everything—a beautiful family and a peaceful life. But in one night of fire and blood, it was all ripped away. His best friend, Vikram, didn’t just betray him; he burned Zoravar alive, sold his sister to the underworld, and left his mother to rot. Left for dead in a dumpster, a charred husk of a man, Zoravar hears a cold, mechanical chime that defies the laws of nature. [Ding! Soul integration complete. The 'Silver Sinner' System is online.] The System offered him a second chance, but it wasn't a gift—it was a contract. For every drop of blood he sheds in revenge, the System claims a piece of his humanity. Now, a man made of steel and cold logic walks the streets of the city. He has no mercy. He has no fear. He only has a list of names. Yesterday, he was a victim. Today, he is the Judge, the Jury, and the Executioner. "Vikram, I’m not coming for an apology. I’m coming for everything you ever loved."

Lee Sung is an orphan without a home or family, at the age of 5 he learned to kill and steal and grew up in a slum where aggression is common. But since that day it's not the same. Author : hey, i'm Celina i write this story because i love reading and write, this my third story so please help so this become decent. Thanks for Reading <3

"Ma, Samson promises. Samson is going to repent; I won’t be a thug anymore. I'm going to find a real, honest job. So please, Ma, don't come back to haunt me, okay?" Samson knelt, tears streaming down his face, though his expression still looked like someone ready to pick a fight with the Angel of Death. Bejo held out an umbrella. "Boss, it’s almost sunset. We need to go collect the 'protection money' from the cafe owner," he said. "Hey, Bejo! I just promised Ma that I’ve repented. You little devil! Do you want my mother to rise from her grave because of what you just said, huh?!" Samson stood up. His towering height, nearly two meters, made Bejo instinctively jump back three steps. "But Boss, our stomachs aren't exactly followers of the repentance movement," Bejo squeaked, trembling. Samson wiped his fierce face. "From this second on, call me Samson the Protector. I’m going to find honest work. Anything! As long as I'm not shaking people down anymore." A wealthy woman looked Samson up and down, scrutinizing him. "Your body is quite large. It just so happens I need a new guard dog. I just fired the old one because he was afraid of cockroaches." Samson was ready to explode. "Hey, lady! You think I—" "Fifty million a month. Meals are provided, and you get an Italian suit for a uniform. Interested?" the woman interrupted, handing him a gold-plated business card. Samson fell silent. He then whispered under his breath, "Ma, this is honest work, right? Just being a guard dog for a billionaire."