Low ranked, down and out New Orleans boxer, living in a fleabag hotel, makes a deal for food and lodging with theowner in exchange for being his enforcer as Hurricane Katrina wreaks destruction. At first it seems like easy money, until two women seeking shelter arrive.

Lan Zhan was born to be the heir of the Lan industry. He has a secret no one knows about that only his mother knew; he likes feminine items. When he is arranged to attend a business meeting with his brother and uncle. He meets Wei Wuxian. What will happen when Wei Wuxian finds out? What will his family think of him? This story takes place in the 1900s, so being unusual wasn't normal.

Lan Zhan has been beaten nearly to death. He doesn't want to live. His Wei Ying is dead or is he? Suddenly Wei Ying is talking to Lan Zhan but is he real or is it Lan Zhan's mind wishing him to be real.

A poem for someone in chrysalis, about to break free and transform. For Isa.

It started with Covid 19. Millions died. The Delta Variant, however, shadowed those millions as it killed billions. Chaos had reigned as the body count rose and the less savory aspects of humanity lurched into the light. Tul's last phone call had been to Max. "Stay there, Max! I'm coming to you! Max! I'm coming to you!" Had Max heard? The connection had been horrible. Cutting in and out. Laden with static. It didn't matter. Tul looked down the road for a moment. Littered with cars, debris, bodies... it didn't matter. His tear reddened eyes were resolute. Tul pulled his helmet on and gunned his motorcycle. He was going to Max. He was going home. This will be my first attempt at writing for the public so please be reasonably kind.❤🍫🫖❤ 1 As this is solely created from the ethers of my own brain, nothing within the story should reflect on Max and Tul. I have no rights to their names nor imply that I do. Any pictures I may use are copyright to their owners.

"You mentioned Lan Zhan," Lan Xichen nodded, expression falling into one of despair, "I've been trying to help for a while, but he wouldn't listen to me. And now...he's caught in a terrible situation, a dangerous situation, " Wei WuXian's heart thumped, worry curling around the flickers of memories in his mind. He glanced at Jiang Cheng who nodded with lips pressed together in a line, "Zewu Jun and all the sect leaders have been trying but no result. Zewu Jun then brought up to me privately to come to you, since you're probably the best-fitted person to help," Wei WuXian arched an eyebrow hearing this, he then stated "Hanguang Jun is in danger? The Hanguang Jun? And now Zewu Jun comes to me of all people for help? Exactly how terrible is this for you to turn to me?" "WangJi is getting corrupted by resentment energy," Wei WuXian choked on the sip of tea, turning his head and covering his mouth as he coughed. When he recovered he sat up slightly pale, "He's WHAT?!"

When the world has irrevocably changed, what do you do? Saint found his passion in healing. What happens when he's called upon to use that knowledge on a total stranger? Will he save a life or bring disaster to those he loves most? This story is a sequel to Going Home. There will be references to events in the first story but it should be okay to read as a stand alone. ~♡~ I do not claim any rights to Saint Suppapong, Max Nattapol, Tul Pakorn or any other famous personages that may appear. All of the events are fictitious and the product of my own whimsy. All pictures are copyrighted to their owners. ❤🍫🫖❤

Beautiful moments with Lan Zhan and Wei Ying...all the things we wanted to see.

Two famous clans of the Cultivational world, forever at odds because of a curse, are trapped in a war they cannot escape. Until one day, the fateful meeting between the two heirs leads them to a way to bringing an end to the killing. Wei Wuxian leads a double life, both as a leading cultivator and a mysterious dancer known throughout the land as the famous Mo Xuanyu. Lan Wangji, the Second Jade of the Lan Clan of Gusu, a talented and gifted swordsman and cultivator in his own right, meets his match in the wild Wei Clan heir. One born on the full moon of the winter Solstice , the other at the height of the summer Solstice. Prophecy pairs them together, yet will it be enough to save their clans from the suffering of a never-ending war? Will their sacrifices be enough to prevent the collapse of the Cultivational world?

Wei Ying is happily married to Lan Zhan and lives in the Cloud Recesses after JinGuanYao had died for his crimes. 5 years down the line, Lan QiRen decides to make life more complicated for Wei Ying by asking Lan Wangji to lie with another in order to produce a child of his own. What is Wei Ying going to do when he knows they both(Wei Ying and Lan QiRen) want Wangji's blood line to continue. Note:Contains adult content. This is my first story on wattpad, so please be patient with me. Hope I dont let you down as well.😅 This is a fan fiction of the novel Mo Dao Zu Shi. All credits go to The Author of Mo Dao Zu Shi, for giving us something to captivate our hearts and turn us into WangXian babies. Haha... Note: All pictures used do no belong to me and were taken from the net. Credit belongs to the makers.🙂