Yesterday Wordle

The popular VR game Flanard Ford Online has been breaking records for 3 years in a row, due to the unique mechanics and plot of the game itself in the open world, where you can choose a mount animal, passing story quests and additional quests, becomes stronger with your beast. And one day, such a game was presented to our main character, 25-year-old Atlas, a former special forces soldier who was fired from his post yesterday. "Hmm, let's see what happens." [Are you ready, my dear adventurer]

I thought being laid off from my job was the greatest of my worries but I just had to wake up in a ship's cockpit after my space game crashed. Now I have no map, no friends and no money. But that's ok, I've started from the bottom before! With my starter ship I will scour through space as a Mercenary and maybe even start up a Mercenary Company while I'm at it! This ain't my first rodeo in space after all! Except... Apparently my crew members are weird? The guy who bumped into me yesterday was found sliced up and floating outside the space station. The girl who tried to honeytrap me was reported missing with only a finger found in an alley. And then that merchant who scammed me had his entire ship blasted into bits by unknown vessels the very next day. Some people say my crewmates were behind it but they must be mistaken, right? I only know one thing for sure... In space, no one can hear you scream... *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. Also, gene splicing and cybernetics exist in this story. What does that mean? MC is a futa for one and there's going to be other futas showing up as well. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c

2025 WSA ENTRY !!!! When Isaac opens his eyes, he finds neither eternal rest nor peaceful reincarnation... but a descent into hell. He wakes up in a world identical to his own, except for one terrifying detail: portals filled with monsters are popping up everywhere, and if no one stops them within three days, the apocalypse is upon us. Here, only enlightened hunters - graded from F to SS - have the power to confront these nightmarish creatures. The problem? Isaac is an F-rank, an orphan with no future, condemned to survive in the shadows of the strongest. But one night, everything changes. His spirit is torn from this world and plunged into another, a veritable hell where humanity is no more than a herd of slaves under the yoke of dragons. Tortured and broken, Isaac soon understands one thing: this other world isn't just a nightmare... it's a warning. As he fights for his life, a miracle occurs: an enigmatic system enables him to steal the power of the monsters he slays. [*Ding* Would you like to absorb the physical stats?] Weak yesterday, predator today, he has but one goal: to unravel the mysteries of both realities and crush those who would see him fail. With a katana in hand and a secret burning in his soul, Isaac refuses to be a victim. If he wants to survive, he has only one option: become the ultimate hunter... before history repeats itself. If you'd like to discuss the book, I've set up a Discord server: https://discord.gg/sc4nWZwec2

When Rio opened his eyes, he found that he had been reborn as an extra in a novel which he finished reading just yesterday. Moreover, he has become a student of the same battle academy, where the main plot will happen. .... Looking at the protagonist playing with his harem, Rio shook his head and decided: "I will steal the protagonist's chances; as for what will happen to the main plot? I don't care..." "Why would you care about the plot of the story if your own life is miserable anyway..." Would you like to accompany Rio on his journey and find out where his selfish stealing activities will lead him? [NO HAREM, SELFISH MC, FAST-PACED, DIABETIC ROMANCE!] .... *The book cover is an Ai art! same is true for the character arts!* My discord server link:- https://discord.gg/Rv8xabCnzP

He was an arrogant and self centered person who thought his wife was nothing but a slave to him. That was until he woke up to find herself in a small girl body. Brandon was shocked, he looked around and saw himself in an unfamiliar place. His hands and legs was small and his voice was no longer deep but now high pitched. "Where am i" he thought "Ohhh. You're awake honey. how was your sleep?" Brandon turned to see the woman he saw at the bar standing in front of him. He felt angry. "Where am i? What did you do? I'm calling the police"Brandon yelled "And say what? Who will believe you. Will u tell them you were a thirsty five year old man and have been kidnapped and turned to a five year old. People will think that you're crazy"The woman said and laughed aloud. Brandon looked mad" What do you want?"he askec through gritted teeth "Nothing. But yesterday you said a woman life was easy and we didn't face any problems and that gives you the right to mistreat your wife. Now I'm giving you the opportunity to live a woman life and experience the luxury we have. " The woman smiled sweetly and Brandon felt angry but knowing he couldn't do anything he accepted. "And I'm your mother Catherine while you are my five year old daughter Britney. Ok darling." Catherine smiled at Brandon who felt horror. The smile was creepy and strange. Swallowing his saliva he nodded with difficulty and watched as the woman left the room and sighed. Little does he know that this was the beginning of his misery life

You were just a play thing, and now I have had my fun, I am done!”  When Jason, the billionaire she thought was her future, brutally rejects her and denies the child they’re about to have, Scarlett’s world shatters. Humiliated and discarded like yesterday’s news, she is left with nothing but the bitter sting of betrayal. But Scarlett refuses to stay broken. With revenge fueling her every step, she’s determined to build a life beyond the wreckage he left behind. Along the way, she crosses paths with a man who sees the real her—the woman she’s becoming, not the one Jason tried to crush. As the flames of vengeance burn brighter, Jason returns, desperate and broken, begging for a second chance. But Scarlett has changed, and forgiveness feels like a luxury she can’t afford. Will the billionaire who destroyed her ever win back her trust—or will Scarlett rise from the ashes of betrayal, proving she doesn’t need him to be whole?

Hajime Arakawa was once a boy nobody wanted—poor, ridiculed, and alone. But one day, everything changes. When he wakes up, he finds himself transformed—his appearance strikingly handsome, his presence commanding admiration, and, most mysteriously, an impossible power in his hands. With just a thought, his school bag produces any amount of money he desires. At first, he embraces this new life, indulging in the luxuries he never had. But there’s a catch—every morning, when he wakes up, he forgets everything that happened the day before. The only thing that remains in his memory is the knowledge of his power. To keep control of his life, he writes himself notes, reminding himself not to reveal his secret. Yet, the people around him start noticing something strange. His friend, Kaito Murase, suspects that Hajime is hiding something. And Yuzuki Hoshino, a kind-hearted girl drawn to his warmth, feels there is more to him than what meets the eye. As she slowly pieces together his mystery, she becomes the one person who might be able to change his fate. But why did Hajime receive this second life? Is his power truly a gift, or is there something lurking beneath his forgotten days? As he enjoys his fleeting happiness, he remains unaware that his past—and the truth—might one day catch up to him.

When he was only twelve, while walking home from school, Theo Serrano noticed something odd in an alley near his home. He wasn't sure what it was about the cardboard box that seized his attention, only that it definitely wasn't there yesterday, and upon further inspection he was shocked to find a young girl abandoned and starving. With a whip lash tail at the ready, the poor thing was absolutely terrified, but ever the altruist, Theo rescued the poor succubus and even allowed her into his home. That was something his mother wouldn't tolerate for long. Receiving shelter, food, clothes, and even giving her a name, Lorelei was completely mystified. Sadly, there time together was short, as they were separated shortly upon discovery. Ten years later, as the world readies itself for yet another war amongst the humans and demi's, both these childhood friends must rediscover one another, before the sky breaks above them. This story features magic and science, a dystopian setting, and humans living to struggle with plenty of monster races. Some monster races include (but aren't limited to): Cubi, Lamia, Vampires, Beastkin, elves, dark elves, dragonkin, wyvern, and more. Adult content is to be expected, but in tasteful amounts. Expect new chapters every friday.

For as long as the stars have burned, she has existed. She has been called many names—Gaia, Lilith, the First, the Eternal Witness—but time has eroded meaning, leaving only silence. When the sun finally devoured itself and Earth drifted into the abyss, she closed her eyes, expecting oblivion. But she did not die. Eons passed, and Earth—no longer Earth—was reborn in a distant galaxy, reshaped by her unconscious will. Now a training ground for civilizations across the cosmos, the planet teems with life once more. And she, no longer Lilith yet not fully something else, awakens in a body that is hers but unfamiliar. She knows everything yet feels nothing. Memories exist as echoes, not experiences. When a young explorer, Tilana, stumbles upon her, she is given a name—Lily—a word tied to a flower that no longer exists. As Lily navigates a world both familiar and alien, she must relearn what it means to feel, to connect, and to exist. But something lingers in the depths of this reborn world, something that calls to the remnants of who she was. To see tomorrow, one must kill yesterday. But what if yesterday refuses to die?.

As if it wasn’t enough to be hit on the head by my co-workers and boyfriend, I died at the hands of my gambling-addict older brother. Without even regretting my unfortunate death, I realized that I had possessed a supporting role in a romantic fantasy novel, which I just read yesterday. To be precise, a villainess destined to die at the hands of her husband. I know it’s cliché! ‘Possessed a villainess in a romantic fantasy novel! So this is what it feels like?’ I thought it was pretty good for the price of my unfair death. Until I realize that no matter what I do, I can’t deviate from the flow of the original. For the female lead Rizé, it’s a delightful cider series, but it’s nothing more of a bloody story for Edith, the villainess I possessed. I am the protagonist in my life. If I’m going to die according to the original story, I should at least kiss my super handsome husband! In the original story, Edith is greatly despised by her husband, but who cares, I’m going to die anyway. However… “You pretended not to be, but now you’re so hot to play with. Well, that’s good.” “Yes…?” “Satisfy me like Rigelhof’s serpent. Well, who knows? I might be interested in that body of yours.” …why is the original story starting to change now? ***** P/s: The cover are not mine. It’s from original author. Don’t use it without permission.

Chu Fan’s world fell apart when his girlfriend dumped him for the big shot running a film and TV company. Right before they split, he tried to get her to sleep with him one last time—and boom, the Godly Rich System turned on, handing him money and power like it was nothing. Pissed off and ready for revenge, he decided to take over that company and make the boss pay for stealing his girl. A while later, his ex crosses paths with him again. She’s floored—there’s Chu Fan, cruising in a Bugatti Veyron, some knockout stunner at his side who makes her look like yesterday’s news. While that group boss buffs her up into a shiny celebrity, Chu Fan spots a jaw-dropping schoolgirl and molds her into a star so bright she burns his ex’s career to ash, over and over, in the cutthroat glitz of showbiz. Thanks to the system, Chu Fan’s got swagger that pulls in every kind of gorgeous woman you can imagine—sweet campus queens, leggy models, a piano teacher with a killer smile, even CEOs who could run the world. It’s not just the ladies, either; the system can also extract talents from his women, letting him flex unbeatable skills in whatever field he damn well pleases. From Hollywood to the global stage, he’s stacking wealth, women, and a whole lot of “I told you so.” But here’s the kicker—how long can he keep climbing before someone, or something, drags him back down?

The Tribrid is summoned as she is the one destined to fight the war. "Hell vs Earth". Will she do it as she is part human, devil and witch. "With feelings for the human world, would she betray the realm. I am the heir. If death is the only way then so be it. I have to take responsibility for my people. CAUSE: Yesterday is a history. Tomorrow is a mystery. And today is a gift. Yallah!!!!.

Betrayed. Ridiculed. Killed. That was my past life. I trusted the wrong people, and they buried me for it. But fate wasn’t done with me yet. When I opened my eyes again, it wasn’t in my old body—it was in a world overrun by the undead. And this time, I was one of them. A fucking zombie! But I’m not like the others. I think. I feel. I remember. What’s this voice in my head? [Welcome to the Silent Requiem System!] The system feeds me power, unlocking missions and skill buried within this body. I have one goal: rise in rank, take control, and make sure no one ever tramples me again. The humans I move with have no idea what I really am. To them, I’m just another survivor, clawing my way to the top. But in battle, I use my abilities in secret—manipulating the undead, eliminating threats, and turning every fight in my favor. But rumors are spreading. There’s talk of an undead hiding among them, unseen and unstoppable. If they find out the truth, they’ll hunt me down like a monster. And my past? It’s here too. The people who betrayed me in my last life are standing right beside me, unaware of who I am. But I remember them. They turned on me once—I won’t give them the chance to do it again. Then there’s him. The commander of the city, sharp-eyed and ruthless. He’s watching me too closely, asking too many questions. If he figures out the truth, I’ll have to make a choice: eliminate him, outplay him… or pull him into my trap before he can destroy me. Because in this world, power is the only thing that matters. And this time, I refuse to be at the bottom. *** "How did you survive when everyone else died?" I guess death just didn’t want me. "Why do the zombies ignore you?" Maybe I just have a face they don’t like. "You were just a nobody yesterday—how are you suddenly so strong?" Hard work, luck… and a little bit of hex. "Why do I feel like I've seen you somewhere before?" Déjà vu’s a funny thing, isn’t it? "What are you?" Wouldn’t you like to know?

...Based on a true story... When the past refuses to let go.... Unravel Me Slowly follows Lexi, a girl who spent her entire high school life trying to piece together her shattered self-esteem, only for her to watch it crumble in an instant. Memories she really tried her best to forget still haunt her together with words she can't pretend forget. Lexi thought she could bury the hurt, smiling when her heart aches, and laughing when her confidence goes low. Let's talk about the night all this started. In a moment of weakness, she gave in to him -Theo a lost love. Hoping that maybe he would see her the way she sees him. But morning came and the bitter taste of realization that nothing would ever change. Theo had the power to tear her apart. He became a ghost that haunts her every thought, a reminder of how easily she let herself break. Then came Dave. With his quiet kindness and patience, he begins to break down the walls she’s built. But letting him in means risking everything—risking another betrayal, another wound she might never recover from. And even as her heart leans toward him, the thought of Theo still haunts her. Caught between who she was and who she’s afraid to become, Lexi battles her fears of not being enough. Every moment with Dave feels like healing, but every thought of Theo pulls her back under. Leaving her questioning her self-worth, her choices, and whether she really deserves to move on. As Lexi tries to move through this web of love and loss, she’s left with one question: Can she let herself fall apart to truly heal? Or is she destined to carry the weight of yesterday forever? To heal, she first had to fall apart. But some scars never fade... and not all stories end with closure.

Damien was a game addict who had completed more games than the tests he had written in his life. He chased after the fleeting thrill of victory before discarding games like yesterday’s news. The World of Miracles was no different. A single-player game infamous for its extreme difficulty, it had crushed countless players, but not him. But the moment he put down the controller after finishing the third part, reality hit him like an isekai truck. His parents died in a sudden accident. Devastated, he decided to quit gaming and search for a new purpose in life. But fate had other plans. The same day, a mysterious man showed up at his doorstep and killed him using magic! Then, he woke up inside The World of Miracles. He was now Damien Wayne, the twin brother of Elise Wayne, an important character with a tragic fate. He was destined to die by the hands of Obsidian Council, the organization fighting the Gods. Gifted with a unique power allowing him to awaken every dormant bloodline within him—no matter how diluted—he unlocks formidable abilities like— [Your Bloodline has been awakened successfully.] [Bloodline - Blood Manipulation, Void Element Affinity, Fire Manipulation…] ...and armed with his knowledge of the game’s events, Damien swore to become strong enough to protect his sister and uncover the truth behind his reincarnation. And to hunt down the man who killed him. ... Hello guys, this is my entry in WSA 2025 and I hope you support it. Now, what can you expect from this novel. -OP MC who will work hard to get his powers. -System is there but it's more like a status screen like in every Litrpg novels. -Litrpg elements -single proper romance [it can be late so beware]

Kairi High Everyone has their own story to tell and some decides to keep it to themselves. A book that reach its end is now forced to re-open as the tale of youth resurfaces. The story of yesterday - told with a smile and longing eyes.. What is there to be told?

When yesterday take too much of today~

**A Beacon of Light in the Darkest of My Times** I remember the night I almost gave up. It was one of those nights where the weight of the world sat so heavily on my chest that even breathing felt like a battle. The kind of night where the silence was deafening, and every shadow on the wall felt like a ghost of my past failures. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the floor, wondering how I had ended up here. Life has a way of pushing us to the edge, and maybe you're there right now—drowning in uncertainty, heartache, or loss. Maybe you feel like hope is a cruel mirage that vanishes the moment you try to grasp it. But let me tell you something that changed my life: hope is not the absence of darkness. It is the light that refuses to be extinguished, no matter how fierce the storm. ### **The Night I Found Hope Again** That was the night I learned that hope is always loud. Sometimes, it's a faint whisper in the dark, a flicker of light when everything else is falling apart. ### **What is Hope, Really?** We often think of hope as wishful thinking, something fragile that shatters under the weight of reality. But real hope? It's fierce. It's stubborn. It's the kind of hope that looks at a storm and says, "You won’t break me." Hope is not denying reality. It's not pretending that pain doesn’t exist or that life is always fair. Hope is looking straight into the face of adversity and saying, "I believe something better is coming." Think of a seed buried deep in the earth. It’s surrounded by darkness, pressed down by soil. But in that very place, unseen and unnoticed, it begins to grow. Hope is like that—it takes root in the dark before it ever reaches the light. I once met a woman named Maria who had lost everything—including her home, her family, and her health. She had every reason to give up, and yet she didn’t. She told me something I'll never forget: > **"Hope is a muscle. You have to keep using it, even when it hurts."** She would wake up every morning and write down one thing she was grateful for. Some days, all she could write was, "I made it through yesterday." But even that was enough. Then there’s James, a soldier who came home from war with wounds no one could see. The nightmares, the guilt, the weight of things he couldn’t change—they almost destroyed him. But one night, standing on the edge of a bridge, he remembered something his mother used to say: > **"The darkest nights make the brightest stars."** And for the first time in a long time, he looked up. Sometimes, hope is simply deciding to look up instead of down. --- ### **Four Things to Remember When You're in a Dark Season** 1. **Focus on what never changes.** 2. **Find one small thing to be grateful for.** 3. **Surround yourself with people who speak life.** 4. **Take one small step.** Romans 5:5 says, *"Hope does not disappoint."* That doesn’t mean life will be easy or that every story will have a perfect ending. But it does mean that hope never leaves you empty. The night I almost gave up, I didn’t know what the future held. I didn’t know how things would change or if they ever would. But I chose to hope anyway, and looking back now, I see that hope was the very thing that carried me through. So if you’re standing in the dark, wondering if the light will ever return—hold on and keep hoping. Keep fighting. Because hope, even in the smallest form, is enough to carry you forward. And you? You are stronger than you think. This light came in many forms: the kindness of a stranger, the warmth of a friend's embrace, the silent understanding in a loved one’s eyes. Even in solitude, I discovered flickers of resilience within myself—small, yet powerful enough to push back the looming shadows. Each challenge, each heartbreak, each seemingly insurmountable night became a testament to the light that refused to abandon me.

Josep frowned as he looked at the few newspapers spread out on the table. In an instant, he understood Annelie's point. Seeing the seriousness of the situation, Josep waved his hand to the guards who were still in the room. ‘Leave us.’ he ordered. As soon as the guards left and the door closed. The atmosphere in the room became more private. Annelie, who had been watching Josep's movements unconsciously, sensed that something was different. Those orderly and deliberate movements, as if the leader was used to dealing with pressure. However, she could not forget what he was for yesterday. ‘All the commotion in town,’ Annelie said, pointing to a pile of newspapers, ‘has one brain behind it. And as Duke, you must immediately arrest whoever is responsible for this mess.’ Josep leaned back in his chair, his seemingly flat face hiding something that caught his attention. ‘So, you believe that all this social chaos has been organised by one person?’ Josep asked in a flat voice. Annelie nodded before continuing, ‘I've read all this over and over again. Although all of these papers were written by different authors and printed in different presses, their writing styles are suspiciously similar.’ Annelie began to point out some examples that could be used as evidence for her conversation that afternoon through the newspaper. ‘The key sentences used seem like they came from a single thought. This is no coincidence, a person or group must be controlling this information to set the narrative in Eldbourne.’ Annelie's continuation made Josep stare at the newspaper calmly. Although in the back of his mind, he knew that Annelie was off the girl's track. ‘When is Lord Harrington home?’ A question that annoyed Annelie because Josep was trying to divert the conversation from a topic that he thought was very important. ‘He should be home. But, what does that have to do with my father?’ Annelie asked in an annoyed tone. Josep did not answer directly. But the young man got up from his seat and walked over to Annelie before looking at her for a moment and saying, ‘I'll take you home.’ Annelie was surprised by Josep's change in demeanour. However, Annelie should not have delved further into the riots that took place in Eldbourne. The events of that day were the gateway that made Annelie always remember the impudence that changed the fate of her life in the future. Which is full of darkness and gripping secrets.

Xu Yinyin's last memory was the blaring sound of her phone alarm. She had been working late into the night, drowning in financial reports and endless deadlines. A single moment of dizziness, a sharp pain in her chest, and then… darkness. When she opens her eyes, she is no longer in her modern high-rise apartment but in a **tiny, dimly lit room** that smells of damp straw and mildew. The air is thin and cold, and her body feels incredibly weak, as if she hasn't eaten in days. Her gaze lands on the cracked ceiling, the wooden beams above her looking fragile, as if they could collapse at any moment. Her body aches, and when she moves her hands, she feels her own **bony fingers**—thin, fragile, with calluses that don’t belong to her. Her throat is dry. Her stomach twists in hunger. **"Where… am I?"** She struggles to sit up, only to feel sharp pain radiating from her limbs. Her wrists are marked with old scars, faint traces of bruises scattered across her arms. The shabby quilt covering her is thin, barely providing warmth. A sense of unease grips her. Then, memories **flood** her mind. Her name is no longer Xu Yinyin. She is now **Su Wan**, a nineteen-year-old orphan in a poverty-stricken village in 1960s China. Her parents passed away early, leaving her at the mercy of her uncle’s family. Instead of caring for her, they treated her as an unwanted burden—a servant who worked from dawn to dusk with barely enough food to survive. Just yesterday, the original Su Wan had collapsed from exhaustion while carrying heavy buckets of water from the river. No one helped her. No one cared. She had been left in this tiny storage room to either wake up or die. The realization makes her shudder. Before she can process more, a cold, mechanical voice **echoes in her mind.** **[Host detected. Survival Space System initializing.]** A translucent blue screen appears before her. ### **Inventory:** ✔ **Fresh vegetables, rice, and flour** ✔ **Bottled clean water** ✔ **A first-aid kit with modern medicine** ✔ **Basic survival tools like a knife and matches** Su Wan's eyes widen. **"A cheat system?!"** She instinctively selects a loaf of bread. The next moment, a **warm, soft bun appears in her hand.** The scent of freshly baked bread fills the air. Her stomach growls. With trembling hands, she **takes a bite**—the fluffy warmth melting on her tongue, sending an almost overwhelming sensation of relief through her starved body. Warmth spreads through her, chasing away the biting cold. Her eyes flicker with determination. **"I have a second chance. I won’t let anyone trample on me again!! "

I never imagined I'd fall in love at first sight with a stranger I'd met in a bar, but I was immediately seduced by Julian's green eyes, his magnetic aura and the burning gaze he cast over me. After a crazy night of passion with him, I was already imagining myself living a beautiful love story. The cold look he gave me when I woke up was like taking a cold shower in winter... So that's all it was for him, a one-night stand? I was naive to think that a billionaire CEO would be interested in an ordinary girl like me. Is being pretty enough to retain this golden boy such as Christopher Kole? I don't think so, my goodgirl style must have put him off. I could have recovered easily from this affair but, unfortunately, it left consequences. Dialogues: • "You know I want you, it’s not a secret and I know you want me too " he said his voice filled with a confidence that frightened and exhilarated her at the same time… • "The attraction between us is as strong as it was on the first day. You try to hide it, but I can see it. I see it in the way your eyes blink at me, in the way your breath stops when I get too close.” • "Yes, I want you," she admitted, her voice firm despite the trembling. "But desire is not a sufficient reason to marry you, Julian. What about love?” • “I'm going to marry you but under certain conditions” she says. • "Reeva, you can't take away this attraction between us. I will make you mine and you will love him like the first time we made love". • "Yes, love, I am here to satisfy you”, he said. • "Please," she begged again, her voice barely whispered. "I can't... I can't take it anymore…Come inside me now.” • "There is enough money in this envelope for you to take a taxi home. Last night was fabulous, but not so fabulous that I want to see you again. I'm used to women pretending to be in love with me after a torrid night just because they're hoping to trap me. You're the one who should get the Oscar for Best Actress. • Don't try to come back in a few weeks and tell me you're pregnant, it won't work. I took precautions yesterday.

In a society where marriage has lost its true essence and has been distorted, reducing it to a transaction devoid of love and commitment, a mere agreement for personal benefits. Silvia Reyes found herself caught up in the chaos as she was about to be forced by her parents into marrying a man she despises. She was able to bail herself out of her dilemma as she offered a marriage of convenience to Davian Randell, who in turn needed it too to solve his dire situation. But life rarely goes as planned, does it? Will they find a way to reclaim love and commitment in their own lives, or will they succumb to the societal pressures that have tarnished the institution of marriage? Excerpt:- "If you think I'm gonna marry that man, then sorry, I'm not!" She said to her father. "You are, Silvia." Her father declared. "I have a man!" She said. "What?" Her parents chorused. "You have a man. You should have told us earlier instead of letting us go through all that trouble." Alan said. "We've been dating for some while now and he proposed to me recently and I accepted it." She showed them an engagement ring on her finger, which she bought before coming to the mansion. "It's beautiful. How come you weren't wearing it yesterday?" Her mother asked. "I didn't wear it yesterday." She answered simply. "Then why did you go through the trouble of attending the dinner date?, you could have just told us," Her mother added. "I wanted to see the man you were setting me up with. I was so angry because I knew I was taken already. I didn't want to tell you guys yet, I didn't want to introduce him to you guys till a couple of days time. You spoilt the surprise." Silvia explained. "Oh I see. So when can we meet this lucky man?, do we know him?" Alan said. "Uh-Uhm...no you don't. You'll meet him in a couple of days time, he's a really busy man." She almost stuttered. "Okay, dear. We'll be waiting." Her mother said. What has she done?, how was she going to get a man that will be willing to marry her in just a couple of days time.

Dear Diary, What is going on!? Am I seeing things- are my eyes going bad!? I keep on seeing these gray hazy shapes beside people! And no, they're definitely not shadows! They shape is completely different from what it's next to- well, most of the time. I'll just ignore it and maybe it'll go away. -Week later- Dear Diary and my sanity if it's listening, Things are going from delusional to outright cuckoo crazy! I swear I saw a face in the gray globs I've been seeing, but it wasn't scary or anything, it was like catching the face of an angel. And it wasn't like he had perfect features or anything, but his eyes. The care and heartfelt love in them was so... unbelievable? I guess? I can't explain it... I can neither explain what I saw today, but it wasn't the sort of spooky but endearing sort of thing I saw yesterday, but a bewildering (?, yeah, I would put it that way) scene of a witch riding on a broom through out traffic on the highway. Every once in a while, she would disappear into one of the cars and then jump into another one. Strangely enough, after she came out, most of the people driving would either start becoming careless or be shooting off their horn at another car. I am seriously considering going to see a psychiatrist, but I don't want to explain why to my dad, so I'll just ignore it for now. Surely, it'll go away!? -Week later- Dear Diary!!! It hasn't gone away!!!! It's getting worse!! I keep on seeing roads disappearing and being replaced with wide open fields as if no man has touched it before! Not only that, sometimes I see part of a building missing as if a line was drawn straight down in a clean cut and a forest begins as if it was natural! I've been keeping my distance from these strange things I've seen, but now I wonder if I should investigate? I picked a flower from one of my 'hallucinations' and it was real! Maybe, the rest is real too? Could it be possible? But if it is, why did it have to be me? I'm just a normal girl in high school trying to graduate so I can go to college with a dance scholarship. Maybe go on a few dates or see if Sean would help me find a guy from the soccer team? They are so hot! Isn't that hard enough for a girl? -Couple of days later- Dear Diary!!!!!! I have HUGE NEWS! I'm not crazy after all, I actually found someone who gave me some answers! His name... did I ask him? I'm sure I did, but I don't remember! Darn my horrible memory that acts like a willful child choosing what it wants and doesn't! Anyway, I atleast remember the most important thing- I'm not crazy! So it turns out, I came across our forgotten world. Or should I say kingdom. Anyway, he tried to explain that the world is like a coin with 2 faces on it- same world but two parts that can't face each other. Although, we did at one point, but that was before the rebellion and this really evil guy took a third of the kingdom to go up against the king. He didn't win though and retreated. .... but then, what was it? He put out a bet to the king? or something? Ah, faulty memory, I'll have to ask again. But in the long run- he and his minions are fighting the King and his loyal people for our world.... or something. I don't think it has anything to do with me, I'll just enjoy the new scenery I get to see now. -Couple of Months Later- "EXCUSE ME!? You want me to do WHAT NOW!? I must've heard you wrong!"

"The Unspoken Connection" I remember the day I met Harry like it was yesterday. Piercing blue eyes, captivating smile. But we never spoke. Years passed, our paths crossing in silence. Until lockdown. Glimpses through the fence. A spark. Jealousy. A confession. And then, I took a chance. "Hi," I texted. Deleted. Did he see it? Will he respond? The wait begins.

In the desolate world of Neheinra, a man emerges as a beacon of hope amid overwhelming despair. Unlike the glorified heroes or despicable villains that populate tales of old, he embodies a profound sense of empathy and determination. Haunted by the echoes of a world once vibrant, now reduced to ruins, he witnesses the suffering of those around him—people who, like him, struggle to navigate the harsh realities of a post-apocalyptic existence. Driven by an unyielding sense of justice, he dedicates himself to alleviating the pain of his fellow survivors by being the sole beacon of support. His journey is not marked by superhuman feats or legendary accolades; rather, it is defined by small acts of kindness and courage that ripple through the shattered remnants of society. Each decision he makes is weighted with the knowledge of the consequences, and every life he touches is a testament to his resilience in the face of adversity. In a landscape where hope became a fragile flame, he strives to rekindle the spark of humanity, helping his people rebuild their spirits. This is a story of one man's fight against the tide of despair, a gentle defiance in the face of overwhelming odds, and a poignant reminder of the strength found in caring for others and perhaps himself in the long run.

“Who are you?” The voice said who stared at Roselina with curiosity in his gaze. Roselina opened her eyes and saw the man's face and jumped to sit upright on the bed with a scream. She tried to get off the bed but felt soreness between her legs and realized she had slept with the man and lost her virginity to him. “Go away.” She screamed without looking at the man's face as he left the bed for the bathroom. He didn’t meet her in the room before he came back as she left with no traces. Roselina drove home looking rough and sad, crying while driving back. She met her father with his wife. “Where have you been since yesterday? Look at you, you spent your night out there with whom?” Her father yelled at her. “And who are you to ask me that? You're not my father, why yell at me like that, do you even care?” Rosalina yelled back with tears. 20 hours ago...(Yesterday)... “Don’t worry, father, I'll disappear as you want,” Rosalina yelled to her father, who was fuming with anger, his eyes all red. “How dare you raise your voice at me, you unfilial daughter.” Mr Kim Hyun Woo yelled at Rose, who was not going to engage with whom he wanted her to marry. “I dare, father, I have told you I don’t love him, U-Jin is just my friend and yet you’re forcing me to get engaged to someone I don’t love for your reasons… you can just choose your second daughter to marry him, okay.” Rose yelled and ran to her room, locking herself up. “Honey, why don’t you just leave her since she won’t listen, after all, she’s not your daughter.” Mr Kim Hyun Woo's wife, whose name was Yeri, said, rolling her eyes. “If she’s not going to do what I want, then she should leave my house.” Mr Kim Hyun Woo said angrily while Rose came out of her room and unknowingly, heard them. “What! Did she just say I’m not your daughter?” Rose said, shocked and unable to believe what she heard. Mr Kim Hyun Woo was shocked to see her because they thought she was in the room. “Huh… well… uh” Mr. Kim Hyun Woo didn’t find suitable words as he stuttered, but Rosalina stormed out angrily with tears, entered her car, and drove with speed as she couldn’t believe she was just a bastard of the Kim family. “I’m not going back to that house,” Roselina muttered to herself with tears as she tried calling her friend’s number, but it was off. Then she decided to go to her house, but she didn’t find her at home as her door was locked. Rosalina was so sad and thought of going to the hotel and spending her night there, but she drove to a club to have fun, maybe she could forget all she had on her mind. POV This is Roselina, but her Korean name is Yoona. She lost her mother when she was ten, who died of a heart attack the day her father confessed he had a wife and a daughter but later brought them to the mansion. Mrs. Min-Ji didn’t look like she was hurt and accepted the fact that her husband married and had a daughter secretly and brought them to the mansion because of how much she loved him. But things changed when Mrs. Yeri and her daughter started living in the mansion and always caused trouble, especially with her daughter. When Rose and Mrs. Yeri's daughter are fighting, Mr. Kim Hyun Woo takes Mrs. Yeri’s side, shouts, and yells at Roselina’s mother. The day they fought, Mr. Hyun Woo refused to see Mrs. Min Ji, who was having a hard time in her room, crying until she started having a hard time breathing and died from a heart attack. QUESTION...… Who was the young man? Do you think their one-night stand was destiny? Would destiny get them to meet again after that night? How would Roselina live her life when she found out she was pregnant? Are you curious to know about this novel? Okay, let’s look into this story and grab our popcorn as we check into this serial novel and find out what it has for us.

When 50-year-old Marcus suddenly dies, he gets the shock of his afterlife—he wakes up as his 20-year-old self, but with every memory of his future still crystal clear. With all that knowledge about what’s coming, he has to tread carefully. Each choice he makes has the potential to change everything, and one wrong move could completely mess up the timeline.

Yesterday, everything was under control—a high-stakes deal, carefully planned down to the last detail. But then she appeared: a woman with a glint in her eyes and crystal buttons shimmering on her coat. Before I could react, her hand silenced me. When I woke up, I was here. Trapped. This place is like nothing I’ve ever seen, where the walls seem to whisper secrets, and every corner hides a question more dangerous than the last. There are others, strangers who don’t trust me any more than I trust them. And then there’s her—watching us, pulling the strings of a deadly game where logic is our only lifeline and mistakes could be fatal. Who is she? Why are we here? And most importantly… how do we escape before time runs out?

My name is Zhang Mo, an eighth-generation peasant. Yesterday, I was peacefully farming when I got drafted by a local sect. Upon arriving at the mountain, I found out that the sect was actually a demonic cult. The worst part? After just one day, they wanted me to be their sect leader. Holy heavens, what kind of cruel joke is this?! —Excerpt from Diary of the Supreme Dark Saint by Zhang the Great Demon, Chapter One