i felt like i was going to grasp the light - like i was going to fly to infity - but then just suddenly - poof - gone - i fell into the abyss - again --- Elena is a 16 year old high school student. A former gifted child, now burnt out to a crisp, she had forgotten what it was like to ...
After getting into an accident while running from some thugs threatening his life, actor Jae Phoenix instead of dying, finds himself thrown to another realm where empires still exist, spiritual power is real and... Does he have the body of a young female consort? Taking over Saaren Jaelin, th...
A young scientist accepts a prestigious job offer. As he ascends the hierarchy, he discovers dark truths about his place of employment. What will happen to him on his journey?
Thomas Natsukawa is a teenage boy who is extremely lucky. He is attractive, smart, popular, and is the student council president with perfect grades. Everything was amazing. But there was always an empty space in his heart. Why? How could his life get any better? The answer was given when he met ...
(This is not a synopsis) I'll be rewriting Staccato, since I feel that I've rushed my writing process too much, and that the course of events within the story has deviated too much from what I first planned. I also feel like a different chapter length, narration, and pacing would suit Staccato ...
I wanted to go to school like everyone else, at least for my final year. I've been home schooled up until now, but now that I've been accepted into a school of the gifted, I can't be more excited. When our brains are formed, neurons are connected to many other neurons before these connections ...
hwang hyunjin.. a man who rejected alot of women and men's proposals.. who would have thought this youthful heartbreaker would fall head over heels for someone he didn't even know, let alone he didn't even meet that person.. he only saw this person's reflection in the lake..
Trisha Yukari, a super rich young girl, has a valet appointed by Trisha's father. Basically, she "hates" her valet.
It was dark. I was cold & wearing nothing but a thin white robe that was torn at the sleeves, hips, & back. There was an iron-like smell wafting through the room, blood. It was definitely blood. But, who's? Mine? Or, someone else's? I slowly got up & onto my feet to look around but, as expected, ...