Whispers of the Heart

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Title: 朕究竟怀了谁的崽（穿书）Author: Piccolo (比卡比)Status: CompletedDescription:Zhao Qichuan became the faint king of a certain novel. A faint king that does all kinds of evil and has a problem of not doing anything to his country.Zhao Qichuan transmigrated and couldn't change it. However, he rejected the harem and insisted on the 1V1 road unwaveringly.During the palace banquet, someone drugged Zhao Qi's wine. In a trance, he caught someone and then...When he woke up, he found that he had lost a lot of money!Zhao Qi was furious: Damn it! How dare you take advantage of me, I must find that man out and castrate him!So he asked the person in charge to present the list of the palace banquets and identified four suspects:1. The cold prime minister2. The suave prince3. The martial arts general4. The scholar forced into the palace by the original owner and hated him to the bone.....Two months later, the person was not found but Zhao Qi developed symptoms, such as vomiting and drowsiness.He called the imperial physician to take a look-The imperial physician was shocked: "Your Majesty, you have... a happy pulse!"________JUST IN CASE, THIS STORY IS:✓ PURELY MTL(means this is not edited, so expect the incorrect pronouns, indents, and grammatical errors. :D)✓ FOR OFFLINE PURPOSE ONLY ( just uploaded here for my smooth offline reading)✓ Do Not Report, Do Not Vote, Just Read✓ DISCLAIMER: I do not own the cover nor the story, this is all for offline reading.✓ All Rights and Credits to the original author, google translator, and link(s).

Belle has not had the best life. Most of it she spent taking care of her sick father while her mother ran off to sleep with other men. So you can imagine her frustration when, only a few months after the death of her father, her mother forces her to come spend the holidays with her and her new family. But what happens when she meets a certain alpha on the plane who claims that she belongs to him?----"Mine. Mate," he said, his deep, husky voice ringing in my ears. His hands tightened around me as his forehead came down to meet mine and he breathed in deeply. I let my eyes close as I basked in the feeling of his arms around me and the delicious sparks that were running through my body. I didn't even know that it was possible to feel this good. I felt his head move from mine as he nuzzled his nose into my neck. I tilted my head to give him better access and he let out an approving grunt.And then I felt him place a gentle kiss right where my neck and shoulder met. My knees went weak, my entire body going numb as a breathy sound came from my mouth. He smiled against my neck, chuckling and taking all of my weight into his arms as I leaned completely into him to stop myself from falling."Hello, mate," he whispered in my ear.------This book is also known as Kidnapped By My Mate.

Ever'one been wonderin' how I done gone an' did it, turnin' myself into the human example of a pig stench and all fer years now so I reckoned I oughta do what I love an' treat myself to this here biography tellin' you how it happend, every step of the way.-Hayley Porker

❝you sleepy-head. sweet dreams. ❞

16 years after the events of Pacific Rim The Uprising, when the breach had been closed, the world forgot all about the kaiju and the Precursors, except one person. Ryujin Shotokori. The one person who just can't forget the things which took his parents. The Pan Pacific corps have stored enough materiels to create 4 new jaegers, just in case, but no one thinks it will be needed. Most other jaegers have scrapped, except a few. But when a new Breach opens up in the Ring of Fire(It's real go check it out), what will they do?Follow Ryujin's life as he comes to cope with this nightmare which is his new reality.(A/N) Apologize for the crappy story cover.

A story about an autistic guy named "Hamster" why was he named that? I don't know, but he was. ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ !Please read! This story may be found offensive to some, don't like it? DON'T READ!! There are going to be some sexual jokes, but it won't be overwhelming. I also might have some typing errors because I don't have glasses, yet.

Book 2 of the 'Demigod in Gotham' Series When Nico moved to Gotham, all he wanted was to do good. He never asked to be adopted by Bruce Wayne. He never asked for Slade to come after him. He never asked to die. And more than anything else, he never asked to be revived. ----------"I excused what you did with Slade, but you cannot continue to break rules and put yourself at risk-"Nico laughed. "Excused? You excused it?"Nightwing approached the table, probably knowing where this was going. "Demo-"The demigod ignored his brother. "Slade wanted to sell my people as slaves. Not only did he deserve to die, but he needed to."Bruce stood up, his hands on the table. "Slade's death was not your call and I respected that-""No, you were forced to accept it because you couldn't stop me. You wanted me to spare him, just like every single one of your sons have up until that point, but how did that work out? When did Slade ever face justice for all the things he had done after they spared him? He deserved to die for everything he had done!""It is not our place-""Then thank f*ck that it actually was my place to do what you never could!"Bruce clenched his jaw. They stared at each other for a long moment before Bruce finally said, "We fight for justice, not vengeance. If you allow yourself to sink down to that place, you may never come back. It will kill you if you keep on fighting to avenge things that have not even happened yet" Nico stared at his father, the rage that had been boiling underneath his skin every second since he had woken up back in November began to break through the surface. He took off his domino mask and tossed it onto the table, making sure that Bruce had to look at his eyes-- the ones that no longer resembled the fourteen year old that Bruce had once asked to join his family. "Good thing I already died then."---------daily updates @ 12:15 am EST (starting April 8th )