Cardinal Series 2

Cardinal Series 1 Soul Trilogy (Book 3) Just when they thought everything was going according to plan, a seed sprouted from the ground, changing the game entirely.

In Tokyo, where the System siphons thought, emotions & memories, a literature student meets a strange psychic girl and they embark on an escape from mindless agents, dream worlds and reality itself, in a soul-searching journey for love, for identity and what it means to be human. But all that remains is a peculiar coffee shop order. The novel examines the human condition, perception, socio-political systems, capitalism and consumer culture, incorporating paranoiac conspiracy theories, surreal cosmic visions, circular symbolism and shifting parallel worlds, with profound discussions of coffee, art, literature and music. [Dystopia, Magical Realism, Philosophy, Literary] #1 Sci-Fi, Spiritual; #Wattys2014 Award Winner; Featured on Wattpad, IndieReader, @DIGonUSA "Struck me to the very core of my being." "Very interesting concept of reality... Thought provoking.." "I have been turned to a whole new way of thinking because of you." "Like a seven course meal full of spice and illumination... One does not listen to a classical piece to get to its ending. No. It is the ride, the moment by moment...a genuine Masamune among stories." "It was both personable and philosophical. A rare breed of good story and thought provoking ideas... A virtual standing ovation would not be enough to encapsulate the absolute awe I have of you." "It's not a regular thing to find a piece of work that oozes sophistication and embodies literature and art." "The world Takatsu has created opens to the deeper awareness of another, the draw of another." - Mary L Tabor, Wattpad author, essayist, professor "Offers acute, almost painful observations of the minutiae of life, if life took place in a Murakami snow-globe." - IndieReader Insiders "Vapoury style that seems to hover off world at times...haunting and strange (which is good)...You're on to something different, striking." - B.W. Powe, York University English Professor, award-winning author, poet, philosopher http://EspressoLove.tk

Isabelle Dizon was perfect. A straight A business course student, a sensible lady, a responsible daughter any parent would wished for. But she felt something lacking. She often felt she was living to her parents idea of what she should be, and she started to doubt if that was what she really wanted. As her uncertainty and longing continued, she met a group of people from a poorly funded, nearly dissolved, university organization. A group of six university students who taught her the value of friendship, the courage that comes with pursuing her dreams, and the importance of living in the moment and creating Something Spectacular. Something Spectacular written by: april_avery Genre: Teen Fiction

A writer A drummer An online understanding Genre: Epistolary Written by: april_avery My first epistolary story! Enjoy reading! #SoItsYouWP

At the age of 23, he became a Lawyer. He was considered as the 'God of Courtroom' because he remained undefeatable in the face of the Court for years. After many years of collecting achievements, he was nominated to become a Supreme Court judge. However, he refused because as a loving father he wanted to enjoy his life with his daughter, his rascal son-in-law, and his soon-to-be grandchild. "I don't desire to create another regret" But the well-known 'God of Courtroom' died at the age of 49 and got transmigrated to the body of a Law student. *** Cover not mine ©tto

The famous Grim Reaper named 'Truck-kun' involved me in an accident. Alright, I know it was my fault because I am not paying any attention to my surrounding. I was busy reading okay? If I only knew that I would die... FOCC! If I only knew that I would die I could've dodged that 'Truck-kun'!!! Why? Because I woke up as a tyrant woman with a Harem. •••••• "I want to divorce my husbands!" "Your Highness! You can't do that! You didn't even sleep with any of them! How could you conceive an heir?" Duchess Elvira said. "Then why don't you become the Empress!? Marry them and conceive an heir!!" A blonde innocent concubine pulled the hem of my dress. "Y-your Highness... Y-you will throw me away?" o-O "Your Highness please don't throw me away! I would do everything to please you!" The innocent concubine trapped me within his arms. "I-I will do everything! D-do you want me to braid your hair every day? Didn't your hair annoys you" O-o Truck-kun What have you done? ••• Cover not mine ©tto

Rhiannon transmigrated into a weird world. It was a world where people were raised to be a beast on a battlefield, even a 9-year-old child could fight! Men and women, child and old people. The only important thing to them is 'strength, power, and intelligence' if you can't have any of them, then you won't survive! It was a good thing that Rhiannon's body is strong which made her a 'superior' to those 'normal' people. But there is a problem. Her body is pregnant and since she doesn't remember the memory of her current body, she doesn't know who's the father of her child! She doesn't even know if her body has a family! But worry not! Rhiannon would survive with her little bun! However, One day... "Annon! Be my Mom!" The heir of a powerful family asked her. He is a part of the 'Crowned seven'! A prodigy! "I also want to call you Mom!" An energetic boy also replied. Although he is an orphan, he was also a part of the 'Crowned seven'. He is also a prodigy! Rhiannon could only sigh while rubbing her rounded belly. "Looks like this world is lack of childcare."

Fanfiction: Who Made Me A Princess Status: Hiatus Cover not mine ©tto ••• I am a writer and I was once a ballerina. A normal human being living peacefully in my one-story house. One day, while buying some refreshments on a grocery. A handsome young man appeared in front of me. He murmured something that I cannot understand except for the words "A Perfect Gift for Athy" What happened next? I passed out, when I regained my consciousness, a beautiful young woman appeared before my eyes. The young woman looks exactly like me and the surprising part is when she called me 'Mother' Do I look like her Mother? Well, yes. But what surprised me the most is when she told me her name. Athanasia de Alger Obelia, a cannon-fodder character in my novel 'The Lovely Princess' and she told me that I am Diana, her deceased mother. So was it a problem? Actually not. It's not a problem until Claude saw me... ---------- "Lucas told me that you are my Mother," Athanasia said "Actually, You are the Reincarnation of Athy's Mother" Lucas replied "Wait geez... So I am Diana?" I asked " Indeed! and you are my gift to this Idiot" He grinned. "Oh shut up! I am not an Idiot"

Fanfiction: The Promised Neverland Cover not mine ©tto •••• Guess what? You reincarnated as Conny in Anime with the title of 'The Promised Neverland'. Wanna bet if you'll survive? "Ray, We're buddies, right? You want me to survive, right?" I asked him with a pitiful expression on my face. Only a week left before my shipment, I have to persuade him to survive! I will really smack the one who made me reincarnated as Conny! I mean why not Emma? and why on this freaking world?! I don't want to become a food! Curse you Reincarnation God! Ray closed his book before glancing at me. "Survive huh? Not even possible" He replied. Ray throws the book in his hand."Here, read this. You might think of a way to survive with yourself" The book landed on my face. I glared at him before picking up the book. "Rude! I thought we're best buddies," I said as I tugged his clothes. "If I die, I'll visit you every night." "Yeah, Scary," He said as he rolls his eye. On the day of my shipment: Mama Isabella started to hummed her Lullaby as we started to walk. I can't help but to sing her Lullaby as well. Before I got reincarnated here, I always hum this song whenever I take a bath. I keep humming as we got near to a big gate. However, while singing with her. I noticed that Isabella stopped walking. "Mama, why did you stopped walking?" I asked in confusion. A warm smile appeared on my face as I glanced at her behind my back. "Don't you want me to sing with you?" "How did you...?" She asked in a terrified expression. "Hmmm, Mama. Your lullaby sounds peaceful, you shouldn't stop singing"