Novel & Cerita Anime Nicknames

A war veteran and an anime fan as well, he got into anime by watching it with his grandson after his retirement, his grandson loved pokemon and so did he also came to like this world of pokemon where people didn't kill each other and people used to have fun with there pokemon, after watching Pokemon with his grandson and playing with him all day he got back his childhood which he could never experience due to the cruel war, and as of now our MC has turned 82 years old he was very satisfied with his life with no regrets and waiting for death to take him away but will death be is end or will it start a new beginning, a new legend.

Seventeen-year-old Lily has spent her entire life as the pack’s outcast. Bullied relentlessly at school, especially by the Alpha twins—Lucas and Liam—who torment her with cruel nicknames, she endures the abuse because she knows she’ll escape it all on her eighteenth birthday. Her plan is simple: run away, leave the pack behind, and start fresh, far from the shame of her family and the cruelty she faces. But on the night of her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. During the Moon Goddess Festival, where mates are revealed, Lily finds herself in the center of attention. The Moon Goddess shocks the entire pack by choosing her as the destined mate of both Alpha twins. In an instant, her plans are shattered, and her life is thrown into chaos. Will she embrace her fate, or will she fight to escape the bonds that tie her to the Alphas who tormented her?

I can’t tell if we’re at war… or dancing around something far more dangerous. Getting traded to the Montreal Bears should’ve been a dream come true, the team I grew up idolizing, the jersey I always wanted to wear. Except there’s one problem. Luca Moretti. The NHL’s notorious bad boy. My new right wing. And the one man who’s made it his mission to outshine me at every turn. Too bad for him I’m faster, sharper, and my numbers don’t lie. Not that I’m competing. I’d never sink to his level. He’s reckless, infuriating, and impossible to ignore a storm of chaos that throws me completely off balance. When we’re not clashing on the ice, he pushes my buttons with teasing nicknames like Princess, Pretty Boy, and Babygirl. I hate it. I swear I do. So why does my body react like I don’t? Contain Explicit Content

When I have a pen in my hand and paper before me, I think I want to write something to cast every despair in my pathetic life away. I have a figure of a depressed guy whose fate is too much: saving the world. He is not stupid nor even smart, he is not ugly nor even good looking. He is just a nijikon (A person who loves an anime character more than the real one) like me. He once thought to give up on life, but an event changes his life. I'm sure you guys start guessing how the story goes, but too bad, this one is different than the others.