Tale of a Man who was reincarnated into another world as the son of a Saint but his birth was hated by everyone and he was forced to get a class that was seen as an unwanted class, Alchemist. Using his previous world's memories and his wisdom, he was struggling to survive and gained a stable life. Disclaimer: I don't have the picture on the cover

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox

"A tree stands all alone In the deep dark woods It has millions of leaves Each with different moods Some leaves shake, Some leaves shiver Some leaves fall, Some leaves quiver But I am the only leaf Of this lonely tree With millions of dew drops, All of them free So come, savour my dew drops Whoever you may be These dew drops are for you; A free gift from me" Hello there I write poems with simple words and deep emotions The name and the cover are kinda deceiving Most of the poems here are about heartbreak and depression I am planning on writing positive responses to my negative poems But hey Like my math teach told me "Too negatives make a positive." Or is that two positives...? Or two negatives....? LETS NOT OVER THINK THAT Please don't be a silent reader If you are one Eh, pm me (; I guess this is it Kindly tell me what you think, so that I can improve myself I write all kinds of poems Heck, I have included sonnets and a nursery rhyme in there lol I don't have a schedule for updating poems, it's like asking me to keep my heart in a constant beat, not fast not slow, but hearts don't work like that Thanks to all the gods for making you catch a glimpse of at least the description of this book, I don't know why you are still reading this but thank you so damn much for taking the time to do so And almost forgot (Iloveyou) (YupIdo) (: ~LET'S SPREAD LOVE AND PEACE~ Byebye

DISCONTINUED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE [Highest rank so far: #57 in humor] "Boys. I don't understand them. At all. One of the most mysterious, misunderstood, and misinterpreted creatures of the planet. All we know is that they have a thing called the pen- -nevermind because I don't want to say that word..." *** Boys are the subject of every conversation in the girl's locker room, in the chatty hallways, on the staircase, and now, the science classroom. Kill me if that's not the slightest bit annoying. When 17 year old chatter-box and science geek, Alana-Lila Dizon hurls her beloved science textbook at the most popular golden boy of the school, accidentally almost knocks out an amazing athlete, and schools the smartest guy in school, maintaining an A-average in all the sciences becomes the least of her problems. Wesley (Wes) Sylvano is not a bad boy. He's known to be sweet, kind, and is all smiles. Everyone just loves him. Nicholas (Nick) Gray is the definition of scary. All around athlete, muscular physique, and with both a threatening and good reputation. Apparently he's nice to people unless you piss him off. Vincent (no nickname) Reid is your typical smart guy. He thinks he knows everything and that he's a genius, all because his dad is the CEO of a tech company. The jerk also doubles as a badboy, as they say. What do these boys have in common? Nothing, except for the fact that they're boys. And Alana-Lila Dizon is going to find out, once and for all, the science behind boys and why they're the way they are. WARNING: Contains 3 wild monkeys that may cause you to pull out your hair. Contains a girl with too much bad luck for her own good. May cause obsessive shipping, and/or laughing. Note: This is not a cliché...I think...mostly (cover picture is not mine, but belongs to the respective owner.)

Volume 2 - Beginning with Round 79 - February 22 - 28, 2019 Wayfarer's Lamppost Book Club is created in partnership with the Next Big Recognition Contest (NBR). Wayfarer's Lamppost Book Club is designed to complement the Next Big Recognition Contest by providing weekly feedback, resulting in the member's entire book being read and commented on by a partner over many weeks. Moreover, Wayfarer's Lamppost aims to provide what no other book club has done-feedback on character arcs and plot progression across the entire book.

As a multiethnic kid, Keon Wesley has always had to straddle two worlds. He just never expected that metaphor to become a literal reality. Ever since his dad left five weeks ago, he's struggled to adjust to life in a single parent household. When a schoolyard fight drives the rift between him and his father further apart, he discovers the entrance to a mysterious parallel world beneath his bed. Drawn into an ancient war to rule over both worlds; Keon must learn to navigate a realm where words are weapons, ideas can hurt you and one's thoughts, feelings and beliefs take physical form. When his inner turmoil manifests outwardly, he must literally face his demons in order to find his way home.

Highest Rankings: #1 Rules #1 Christian #1 Family This is a story about Clayton, age 24, and his little sister Sophia, age 12. Their parents died when Sophia was 6 and Clayton has taken care of her ever since then. He is doing his best to raise her to love herself, others, and most importantly God. He loves Sophia, but she can be a hand full at times, and this can get her into trouble. . . . "You can go ahead and put your phone in my office drawer, and I better not see you messing around when I get back, understand me?" I look down and mumble "Yeah..." which results is a sharp "Sophia." from Clayton. I look up at him and say "Yes sir." He never makes me call him sir except when I am in trouble, but he still expects that I say ma'am and sir to other adults all of the time. I think it is kinda silly, but I am not going to argue with him. My thoughts are interrupted when he say "And Sophia..." I look at him prepared for something else about my punishment, but he just says "... I love you." I give him a small smile and say "Love you too Clay." *ongoing*