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Today might be Rosy and glitters but what about tomorrow

A young man by the name Millan come from hamble background enter crisis with his love life while carrying his studies in town. Millan pass through hard times several times to adopt the new life in college until he succed to build his business empire.He struggles hard to make her mother's dreams come true.

Who's to say that their arranged marriage won't also be a disaster? Isn't love underrated? Love's never enough in a marriage, so why bother with it in the first place? Is it to prove to everybody else that they're different and won't hurt each other?

A soldier perishes on the battlefield under mysterious circumstances. She thought it was the end—until she opens her eyes again, only to find herself surrounded by unfamiliar faces. But that's not all; somehow, she's now a baby—and not even a human one! What is going on? Now, she must move forward, leaving her bloody past behind and embracing this second chance at a peaceful life. However, things won’t be that simple. . . . This is my first time writing, and I’m very open to criticism—just please be gentle. English is not my first language, so keep that in mind!

Kurono Ichiru is a student who died tragically in a traffic accident. A god appeared before him and fulfilled his wish to be reincarnated into his favorite game, the only problem is... "Huhh! That idiot god reincarnated me into a magic stone!" To make his life more sufferable, the tutorial villain finds him, and now the two of them must work together to stop their enemies from destroying the kingdom. A story of misunderstanding with the protagonist and the villain has just begun!

I was a horrible husband, and a scumbag father. Having amnesia wasn’t an excuse. Even so, because of that, I lost my family instantly. In order to save Nero– my son and heir– I killed my daughter Neoma. And then I had to witness Mona, my neglected wife, die in front of me. Why did I have to regain all my memories at that exact moment? I wanted to die with Mona and Neoma. And, just when I thought I could finally be reunited with them, I opened my eyes and realized I turned back time. I returned at the exact moment Mona and I were in the middle of discussing divorce. Divorce? No way in hell would Nikolai divorce Mona this time!

In the city's bustling streets, where the sounds of progress drown out the whispers of the past, a young law student named Liham is about to unravel a deadly secret. His new apartment, a humble abode of solitude, becomes a gateway to a realm of terror, where the living and the dead entwine. As he delves into his studies, the shadows of his apartment come alive, taunting him with macabre nightmares and unexplained occurrences. The lines between reality and the supernatural blur, and he suspects that his new home has a dark history. The ghostly apparition of a young girl, a former tenant, materializes, pleading for his help in uncovering the truth behind her tragic demise.

All her life, Caroline used to belief werewolves are fantasy creatures until her step brother confessed to her that she is his mate and was made to join The Werewolf Academy Just when she started to blend into the new world she found herself, she found out that even she is a Lycan. Unfortunately for her, Lycan's are recognize as werewolf's mortal enemy and were wiped out centuries ago by the founders of the academy. What happens after Cara found out that her mate's grandfather is the one that murdered her parents? Although her mate is one of the leaders in the academy, what if other leaders did not accept Lycans? Will Caroline run from the academy or will she fight against them with her mate?

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Following the urge for a better life Yani a 22 year-old girl lives her hometown to the city of Las vegas She fines herself in a situation she's not able to tell a word to anything that breathes Let's see what the future holds for her

“The daughters of a man like that doesn’t deserve to live.” The crowd chattered angrily, they were ready to tear them apart. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death.” She raised her head slowly, she glanced at the current emperor of the Aubreun Empire, he wasn’t very much different from how she remembered him; he was only dressed in the clothes of the imperial palace and his name had changed. “Heads down you insolent witch!” One of the palace guards snapped before smacking her cheeks, her head snapped to the side and blood seeped from the cut. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death!” The crowd kept on chanting. “The tyranny of the duchy of Elderslot has come to an end his majesty should do us a favor and kill them all.” “Kill them all!” “Show no mercy!” “Off with their heads!” “Silence!” The Emperor yells and the crowd grew silent. “The house of Elderslot has indeed committed treason against the imperial family and the empire as a whole, but I assure you, the Duke of Elderslot and all those responsible has been executed.” Her heart hammered in her chest, and once again she dared to look up at him, he spoke with a dignified arrogance whilst radiating kingly aura; he was like a stranger. “My verdict is mercy, they shall be given their lives but their positions will be reduced to nothing.” The tears that well in her eyes, slipped and fell to her blooded dress. The Emperor turned in her direction as he spoke. “They shall be left with nothing,” their eyes met and his hardened immediately. “Nothing but shame and pain to clothe them.”

[ Yeah, Sofia was my first love, but she broke my heart into pieces] [ Pikfred] I had this friend online called Pikfred Water. How we got to know each other was like a magic, ' boom!' we are friends now. Pikfred never wanted to tell me his name, and I didn't know why he was doing that, all these days I met him online. But I think we are friends now, so why don't you tell me your name or show me your personality Pikfred?. ' Hmmm' I try my possible best for him to talk to me, but he keeps refusing my request anytime I ask him. Pikfred and I were friends but nothing I know about him. ' Hmm', 'I can't wait to see Pikfred'...

What happens when a bond forged by destiny turns into a battle of wills? Can love survive betrayal, pride, and years of unresolved pain? Richard and Maya were born into lives of privilege, their families entwined by generations of friendship and loyalty. Was their connection a blessing or a chain holding them captive? Richard, the arrogant heir to an empire, had everything handed to him—except the wisdom to cherish what truly mattered. Maya, raised with discipline and grace, was the one person who always stood by him. But how long can love endure when respect is absent? When Richard’s reckless actions humiliate Maya in front of the world, she walks away from everything they’ve built. Was leaving the only way she could reclaim her identity? Could distance heal the wounds he inflicted, or would the scars remain forever? Stripped of his wealth and status, Richard is forced to face his demons. Can a man raised in entitlement truly change? Will he ever earn the forgiveness of the woman he once took for granted? Years later, fate forces them together in an arranged marriage. Can two hearts broken by each other learn to beat as one again? Manny swears she’ll never forgive him, but can her resolve withstand Richard’s newfound devotion? Is his transformation real, or just another mask? What happens when hate begins to blur into love? Will Manny let her walls down, or will the past always stand between them? With every twist and turn, "Am Not Yours" asks: Can a love born in pain and betrayal ever become something pure? Or is letting go the only way to truly be free?

Delicate as a flower, innocence of a newborn child, beauty that could put angels to shame and the kindest of all. That's who Veneesa Des Flazear is, or thats who I, Bella Ser Mosique, am supposed to be. The sole purpose of existence is to seduce the crown prince, become the future mistress, destroy the order of this nation and then finally pave way for my people to invade this kingdom. Ever since I was a little girl, I have been trained for this mission. Comabt training, acting, geographical knowledge, expertise in herbology, weapon knowledge, social psychology and manipulation, financial knowledge and what not. I was raised to tackel anything thrown at me. This mission is more important to me than anything, and nothing shall ever come between me and my goal. All the efforts that I have done will become fruitful. If I survive throughout the mission then I will become the hero of my kingdom. I most probably will die. And I have mentally prepared myself for that as well. I was raised to become emotionless, so that I do not bond with anyone during the mission. The only emotion I ever felt was passion. Passion to see this kingdom to burn in front my very eyes. --------------------------------------------- " This is NOT how it was supposed to happen. " She said in a trembling voice. Tears threatening to fall. " Then how was it supposed to be. " He chuckled as he caressed her head. " I was supposed to seduce you. I was supposed to use you. Thats what the plan had always been. And once everything was done, I was supposed to kill you. " She said, her head hung low. Daring not to meet the eyes of the prince. " But, what happened ? Why did you go against the mission ? " He asked, his hand gently lifting her face to look into her diamond eyes. " I- " She was at a loss for words. " Hmm? You ? " " I... I " Tears fell. She could not understand why he looked at her with such a soft gaze when she said she was supposed to kill him. She sobbed uncontrollably. " Oh dear, alright I am sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you. " He chuckled as he pulled her into his soft embrace. His hand rubbed her back as she soaked the nape of his fine satin shirt.

Fang Ming isn’t a Taoist—at least, not in the traditional sense. Raised by a mysterious master in a remote village, he possesses knowledge of ancient metaphysics, face reading, and mystical arts. Armed with these skills and the teachings of his late mentor, Fang Ming embarks on a journey that bridges the worlds of the supernatural and modern society. His path leads him to Shanghai, where his unconventional appearance and cryptic warnings set him apart in a bustling city that thrives on skepticism. When a chance encounter on the subway allows him to save Jiang Yingying, a spirited young woman, from an ominous fate, their lives become intertwined in unexpected ways. Fang Ming’s journey takes him deeper into the city’s web of wealth, power, and hidden secrets, as he fulfills promises made by his late master. When he arrives at the opulent villa of the Liang family to deliver a protective charm, he discovers the weight of past obligations and the challenges of navigating a world ruled by ambition and doubt. Blending ancient wisdom with modern dilemmas, The Super Wizard explores themes of destiny, belief, and the clash between tradition and progress. In a world where the mystical is often dismissed, can Fang Ming prove the value of his skills while staying true to the principles of his master? And as he uncovers deeper conspiracies and unexpected allies, will his journey reveal not only the power of his abilities but also the truth of who he really is?

Em um mundo onde cultivadores enfrentam portais dimensionais e heróis carregam habilidade lendárias, surge um protagonista que despreza todos os arquétipos de poder e glória. Ele não é um salvador e nem busca redenção. Sarcástico, implacável é absolutamente forte, ele não possui paciência para os grandes nomes. " Voce tem uma habilidade rank SSS? Beleza, me chame de papai 300 vezes e eu talvez te deixe viver !" " Você é um Deus de uma cultura antiga? Não me venha com essa merda, seu idiota esquecível !" "Imortal renascido ? Destrua seu próprio cultivo e te matarei sem dor!”

Mehrajān's heart is a fragile mosaic, pieced together by moments with the one person who defined her world—Muazam. In this reflective and raw exploration of love and loss, Mehrajān finds herself looking back at the memories of the boy she loved, the boy who was always just out of reach. Each chapter is a separate fragment of their intertwined lives, capturing a single moment that was forever marked by him. In one chapter, Mehrajān stands frozen in her kitchen, hearing a conversation between Muazam and her aunt that shatters her heart. His rejection of her—the very person who had quietly fallen for him—leaves her feeling lost and betrayed. Yet, this is only one of the many moments that have shaped her emotional landscape. Every recollection is a mixture of passion, pain, and nostalgia—memories of fleeting glances, whispered words, and unspoken connections that shaped her world. The narrative doesn't follow a linear path but instead unfolds like a scattered collection of thoughts and emotions, each memory tied to Muazam, each one a chapter of her heart. Through these fragments, Mehrajān grapples with the complexity of love, the sorrow of unrequited feelings, and the confusion of growing up in a world of family expectations and personal desires. [ CHOOSE ME ] is not just a love story—it's a tender journey through a girl’s heart, where love is never simple, and the memory of someone can change everything. Through each chapter, readers will find themselves drawn into Mehrajān’s world, feeling the weight of her unspoken love and the bittersweet truth that sometimes, memories are all that remain.

We are the Queen of the kingdom we created; we fight or run away. Top Kingdom, "We'll help." The Bitch Kingdom refused because if they needed help from someone from the outside, then all we have done would be all for nothing... The pain we went through—the death we could have prevented. Why couldn't we have reached out for help? Why did we trap ourselves from our parents, from the people we love? Years later, heading down to their separate ways, ready to take over their parents' kingdom and prepared to become the rules they were raised and grew up to be. They created their own family with the support and love they each received.

*Expect* will tear's in her eyes, she held his arm in her's as her got closer to him and like a soft prayer, she whispered. "Wi-will we still be friends." Charles stare at the little girl for a few seconds will out saying anything non did he showed any expression on his face which brought more tears to the girl eyes, but she stop when she felt he placed his forehead on hers and when she moved her eyes to his face, he grace her with pleasant smile which she has never seen to hear him say softly. "You silly fool, of course we're still friends and nothing will change that," She felt his hand loosen from her hand for he to pull her to a huge as he whispered to her. "We might not see each other again, he paused. but I promise you one thing," He said, pulling back to look into her glassy red eyes, "I will never forget you, no matter how many years or centuries it takes, I can never forget you, my Raven." ********** A centuries old war between the faixy and human still rage on, but what will happen when a young human prince fines comfort with a little faixy girl, who is on a quest to fine her mysterious mother but suddenly fines more than she can handle. but will the two finally able to stop the long-bitter war or will they be face a much greater enemy. And will they friendship changed or grow into something else.

As the title says. I'm sooo not the runt of the pack. so hi, my name's Kristie Jefferson head cheerleader of Katy high's cheer-leading squad girlfriend of all-time-hottie Devon Faulkner american football captain... well... not really~ more like a best friend, though people don't know that except him and me. But to be honest... i really do wish we were real. The only problem is... were we really meant to be? Do i have to find my 'the one' somewhere else? My whole life is practically breaking apart now as one problem pops out right after another. And not problems your usual ordinary werewolf girl faces everyday. Try adding second chance matings (in the wrong time!!!), secrets, traitors, revenge, and a whole bunch of misunderstandings to the picture. bad enough? Now add murderers, faction wars, prophesies, 'creatures from hell?', and a 99% chance of 'us' failing that will lead to the fabric of our world ripping apart. bad enough yet? The saddest part is... I neither have the time nor the tears to cry anymore. So I ran away, to escape everything, join a new pack, and changed my name, my appearance, and even my gender!!! But why do you insist on holding my hand? Who are you? Why do I feel a bond with you that should'nt be there? And why do you seem so familiar?! I dont know you! Why do you keep looking at me with that loving gaze?! . . . Bro. . . are you gay?!?

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In order to avenge her families lost she decided to marry her families enemies son.