Victor of Tucson - Chapter 32: Justice Redux

Zaiyila thought she had suffered enough—betrayed by her own mother and sold into marriage with a wealthy, aging man. But on the night of her pre-wedding ceremony, everything takes a dark and unexpected turn. A swarm of deadly snakes descends upon the gathering, killing her groom-to-be and throwing the hall into chaos. Fear spreads as the people recognize the serpents as the servants of the enigmatic and terrifying Snake King, Everett.When Everett himself arrives—a striking, horned man of unmatched beauty and power—Zaiyila finds herself drawn to him in ways she cannot explain. Despite the fear he inspires in others, she feels an unshakable connection to him, one that transcends the realm of logic. The moment she defies the fearful kneeling of the crowd, she unknowingly seals her fate.Taken into Everett’s domain, Zaiyila is forced to confront not only the dangerous, supernatural world she’s been thrust into but also the awakening desires she cannot deny. As she unravels the truth about her past and her connection to the Snake King, she must decide—will she resist the pull of destiny, or will she embrace the darkness and passion that Everett offers?A tale of betrayal, power, and an irresistible bond, Bride of the Serpent King explores the fine line between fear and desire, fate and choice.---

QiLeren had just cleared the bad ending of «The Nightmare Games» when his laptop died well before its time. His luck seemed to follow him as he was transported, along with the other passengers, to a hospital following an accident between his bus and a truck. Upon waking in a transfusion hall rather than a ward, QiLeren felt a familiar sense of dread as he took in the hospital that held no trace of other people…

Book 1 of a Trilogy

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Transmigration.The word still hit Regal like a cold splash of water - a reminder of how his old life, against all his wild imagination, had ended in the least cinematic way possible.No heroic sacrifice. No tearful goodbyes. Not even a poetic monologue.Just… poof.Lights out, curtains down, and show over.Yet, here he was, still alive.Regal Seraphsail - same name, same dreams, but in a world fourteen years into the past.New packaging, though.It was December 2009, in a world that was almost - but not quite - Earth.Then, there was The System.It rewarded him with skills, scripts, and creativity, all tailored to help him become the greatest storyteller this world had ever seen.For Regal, it was the perfect tool.Because, with or without it, Regal’s singular dream had always been cinema - and he will achieve it this time.From writing world-changing stories to directing films that redefined the industry, Regal was determined to become the biggest figure Hollywood had ever seen.His first step?Penning a book called＜Harry Potter＞and watching it take the world by storm.=====Points to be noted:- This is a Parallel World. With different people, different backgrounds, and different ages. So, expect plenty of unexpected surprise cameos of celebrities.- No Harem (OC Female Lead).- The MC is not a money driven person, but he understands the practical need for success to bring his visions to life.- Don’t expect an overly realistic portrayal of Hollywood’s dark side, other issues, or any overly grim themes.- I am here to write a fun and entertaining story, not to delve into anything beyond that or political themes.=====If you are enjoying the story and want to read early chapters, consider supporting me on Patreon!–> /OrgoWritersI will be posting this story on RoyalRoad, AO3, and ScribbleHub.….

Le Yao became a cannon fodder wife for the *sshole CEO, Nangong Jue. As she cherished her life, she quickly signed the divorce agreement and walked away. After she got far away from him, she let herself fly free. Strongly determined to succeed, she returned to school and became the most beautiful scholar on campus. To turn her life around, she started cooking delicious food. When she started to live-stream her cooking sessions, she became a popular cooking goddess. Plus, she even taught line dancing to older ladies, becoming the sassiest dance goddess as she twisted her hips.

Le Yao was speechless. She unintentionally let herself fly free a little too quickly, huh?

Nangong Jue: “It’s fine. No matter how far or fast you fly, you’ll never fly out of my palm.”

A bunch of big shots who want to hug, kiss, and pamper the heck out of Le Yao: “…”

Le Yao: “…”