Sometimes death isn't the end. Sometimes, people can come back with new lives and new powers. This is one of those times.

This is a serial story with litrpg and gamelit elements.

Princess of the Duelist Kingdom
by
Rebecca Anna Coleman

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Shake her Hand

“That is more than enough.” The voice called out. The voice belonged to a young woman, who judging by her height, and her fashion choice was at least four years older than me. She was dressed in a cream colored top, and a black, pleated leather skirt, leather boots completed the outfit. Her violet colored hair reached down to her shoulders.

“Shake her hand, you both fought a good duel.” She commanded.

Chapter 5

When Wilhelm dropped them off, it was still mid-afternoon, so Willow walked to the church to check the hymns. It was soothing to be sitting at the keyboard, doodling Bach. She thought about the morning and the joy of having the band around her. They hadn’t played as the full band since the last show in London.

The Pampered Boy 6
Pageant Workshops

Boy confesses he's jealous of his sisters...
Mom offers to pamper him...

Part 34

Chris gradually added to the ‘collection’ he had just started, assuming this was not what the average girl did. While Julia seemed like the type to watch porn, he doubted she just sat around looking for nudes in her free time. At least, not this many.

Life Passed

A Transgender Paranormal Fantasy

From the Paranormal Visitor Universe

Chapter Eight: Girl 102 Education

By Sasha Zarya Nexus

Can Laura and Minuet in the middle of Girl 102, face the challenge
of Elias and his followers and the revelation of Ruth?

Copyright 2008, 2025 by Sasha Zarya Nexus.
All Rights Reserved.

I decided I would try one more. Just one. One that was closer to home.

“Do you know who I am?”

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic; but AI and Face Swapping does make me look much younger

My name was Chris. I had been the youngest of four boys. My older brothers were all away at college. My parents were divorced, and I was living with my mother. It was on my eighteenth birthday that my mother and I went out to dinner. Toward the end of the meal, Mom said, “Chris, this is your last day as a boy, because tomorrow you will be my daughter.” I laughed and said, “Mom, get real, I will always be your son, and nothing will ever change that.” She smiled, “I have always wanted a daughter, and from tomorrow you will be known as Crystal.” I frowned.

F 4

I was in the office getting ready for a meeting where I was the presenter. Suddenly I found that critical information that I needed was not there. I thought that I had been told it was. Being the lead Engineer/Architect on the project, I was sick of fighting accusations of nepotism so took myself, even wearing skirt suit and heels out there.