Some definitely not immediately relevant dialogue:
Just started these novels last month and I'm hoping for more views 
Now, I was stuck in a dilemma. Should I go, or not go? Telling other people wasn't an option, and I had no one I could tell anyway.
This could be a trick.
She could be waiting with a bunch of people to ambush me.
Or maybe she was planning to publicly humiliate me somehow.
Everything about this seemed suspicious and screamed 'danger'.
However, something in my gut told me that I should go.
"Boss, we found a candidate for your daughter."
"Send me a copy of the form they filled out and run a background check. But first, tell me, is it a female or a male?"
"It's a female, sir."
"Huh, that's interesting. Well, continue with your work Cedric, and send her an email asking for an interview."
"Wait, right now, sir? She only just submitted the form, and we haven't even done the necessary background checks yet."
“Aleph and Tetora are talking it out, so that’s good. I couldn’t find a copy of the local bible lying around to pilfer though, so keep your eyes open on your rounds.”
“You want to steal a holy book? From a church?” Weren't we in enough trouble already?
“I said pilfer, not steal.”
I frowned. “What’s the difference?”
“It sounds better.”
Newest episode is up!
Sunday School Lessons
Details
Five years after their favorite fantasy web novel goes on sudden hiatus, Rachel and Nora assist the author to bring the story back to life. It turns out the two will get some firsthand experience dealing with the demon lord who banished the heroine from the story's original cliffhanger.
comedy, satire, magic, romance, friendship, demons, reincarnation, josei, webnovel, isekai
This is my story Celestial Guardians about a guild of hero’s gifted with powers of animal constellations whether fan of shounen or shojo this is the perfect combination of the two! Please give it a read I’d really appreciate it!
Here is a snippet from my series: https://tapas.io/series/The-Vermilion-Lady
In her first life, she dreaded walking down to breakfast. The sharp stares of the other maids, encouraged by their Countess would always make her refrain from eating as much as she would like. It was only now that she realised that she was being starved purposely in her first life. There was no room for simple minded pettiness, as far as Cecilia was concerned.
Anyone who was going to get in her way would pay.
The halls of the estate sometimes felt like she was navigating through a labyrinth. Endless corridors and galleries had confused her so often as a child.
Finally, she came up to the main doors into the dining room. The mahogany double doors were engraved with an ivy pattern. The doors were opened by the pair of butlers.
The room she had once feared sparkled in the sunlight. Shades of deep green wallpaper mingled with the dark mahogany that decorated the room.
"Here you are making me cry more, and we need to leave." Micah spoke while raising his hands to his eyes and forcing a quick and vigorous blink.
"Sunshine, I'm glad your our third as well." Pyrite sank his head into the crease between his shoulder and neck. Little kisses were given until Dusk shivered.
Rewriting His Past
Dusk grew up dodging his siblings and dreaming of the life he could have without the Black family. The first step to achieving that, getting into Lapidary University; the most renowned school in the world! His second step was disavowing his family. Dusk pledges to work harder for his future plans, and it all starts off smoothly—until he meets his assigned Senior Guides.
With two of the most popular guys on campus popping up wherever he goes. Dusk finds himself dodging fanboys, (and girls!) fighting off assassins, and most importantly he finds himself starting to consider the pair's daily confessions! With his past, how could he believe in love, in them? Still, they won't give up, and maybe, just maybe Dusk, could find himself Rewriting His Past, for the shake of his future happiness?
Latest episode was quite a while ago, so probably ought to give this a pass for that reason. And the latest unpublished one is still very much unfinished. (sigh)
Can we post again after we update? Well, better to ask for forgiveness than permission, I suppose!
“The first thing you have to do is learn how to feel myortva, and—well, no, that’s really. Okay, so what you have to do first is like… So you know how you just feel things in your body all the time?”
He looked at me blankly.
“Or maybe you don’t even notice you’re feeling them cause they’re always just there, so you learn to tune them out.”
“You mean… the physical sensations of my body.”
“Yes, exactly. Just stop having those.”
“Oh.”
“It’s kind of counterintuitive because you have to really feel them before you can stop feeling them.”
“Okay.” He looked down at his hands.
“You feel it?”
“Do I feel my hands? Yes.”
“Do you, though? The air on them, the blood moving through them? When you really focus on it, you can feel them tingle.”
He squeezed his eyes shut.
“You don’t have to close your eyes, but sure. Whatever works for you.”
Check it out if you like fantasy, magic, drama, queer anti-heroes, rebelling against tyrants, awkward romance, and a pervasive vein of inappropriate humor, both dark and otherwise (but not as many prurient jokes as the title might make you think. For better or worse).
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New episode of "Signs Point to Bobbie" is out! This week, we learn what motivates Bobbie to get out of bed. 🤭
Check it out if you'd like a slice of life with a deaf MC! https://m.tapas.io/episode/29512311
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"Do you want to talk about your dream?"
"My nightmare. Yeah... yeah I can."
Milo told him about how he was in a small, dark room with no escape. How a pair of red eyes and a disembodied voice kept telling him he needed to leave, he needed to go... somewhere. How if he didn't start running, he would never be able to help those being hurt. How he tried to find a way out of the dark room but kept running into glass walls, the red eyes getting closer and closer, the voice louder and louder. How he was letting everyone down by staying in that room, killing innocents one by one.
"Stars, Milo... These dreams happen often?"
"Those, and worse".
This is such a fun idea !
