Just See You Tonight

I See You is a heartwarming tale of love, perception, and the quiet strength of human connection. Set in a peaceful rural village, the story follows Hana, a blind woman who sees the world not with her eyes, but with her heart. Known for her grace, independence, and gentle spirit, Hana's life changes when a stranger named Ethan steps into her shop one rainy afternoon. What begins as a simple exchange grows into a transformative journey for them both. As Ethan learns to see beyond appearances and understand the depth of Hana’s strength and self-sufficiency, he confronts his own insecurities and discovers what it truly means to see someone—not just physically, but emotionally and spiritually. Their evolving relationship, built on mutual respect and vulnerability, blossoms into a quiet yet profound love story. At its core, I See You is about recognizing the beauty in imperfection, the strength in gentleness, and the clarity found when one sees with the heart rather than the eyes. It reminds us that love is not about rescuing or fixing, but about truly understanding and standing beside someone. Through Hana’s world, the story reveals that sometimes the most meaningful connections are formed in silence, and that love—real, transformative love—often arrives in the most unexpected places.

August 12, 2027 Humanity took its last breath. At 8:47 AM GMT, the first nuclear mushrooms bloomed over the cities like monstrous flowers of the apocalypse. Washington, Moscow, Beijing, London, Paris—one after another, they ignited in blinding flashes, momentarily eclipsing the sun. The final explosions thundered exactly three years later, marking a bloody full stop in the history of the old world. Three years of darkness. Three winters without sunlight, where snow fell black with ash and temperatures rarely rose above minus twenty. Three eternities in hell, where time lost all meaning, where days blurred into one endless today, where tomorrow might never come. But the world didn’t end. It simply began again. Amid the ruins and ash, it wasn’t just humans who survived—They appeared. Genomes. Creatures that looked human… but weren’t. Some walked on air as if gravity were a cruel joke. Others stretched their limbs like rubber, crawling over rubble like spiders. Some lifted entire buildings with a single touch. And in their chests, between the third and fourth ribs, pulsed blood-red crystals. Those who cut them out and touched them could see the world through a Genome’s eyes. But to do that, they had to kill. And kill they did. First out of fear. Then out of curiosity. And finally—because the crystals became currency in this mad new world. Ten years passed. Ten years of hell. Humans stopped praying. They carved crystals from the living, traded organs for abilities, ate the flesh of those who’d once called them friends. They became worse than beasts. And then… they forgot. First, the details vanished—dates, names, faces. Then entire events faded. The war, the explosions, the ashen sky—all erased, as if someone had torn pages from the book of history. But the worst was yet to come. Because when you forget the mistakes of the past… You are doomed to repeat them.

Every night, Grace, living in the modern era, is rescued in her dreams by a mysterious man, saving her from soldiers who threaten to arrest her in the past. The dreams feel so real, so vivid, that she begins to wonder if they hold some deeper meaning. As Grace struggles with her family's financial ruin—victims of fraud and scammers—she channels her emotions into writing a novel based on these recurring dreams. But when she meets Julian, she is stunned. He looks exactly like the man from her dreams. Is it just a coincidence, or is there something more at play? Grace can’t shake the unsettling thought that this man, to whom she feels an inexplicable connection, might be the same person she’s been meeting in her sleep. But that’s impossible, right? Julian, meanwhile, has a secret. He is not the man he appears to be. For over 130 years, he has lived without aging, stuck at the age of 35. When Julian meets Grace, he is struck with disbelief—she looks exactly like the woman he loved and lost 100 years ago. This can’t be real. She died long ago. Yet, there she is, alive and in the flesh, with no memory of their past. As their connection deepens, they are forced to confront the truth: they have met before, and their love is no accident. In a powerful, divine twist, they are granted a second chance to love each other, given by God’s infinite grace and guidance. As they unravel the mysteries of their past and present, they discover that their love spans both time and space, and they must face the challenges that come with their reunion. Together, they navigate the depths of their love, seeking to break the curse of Julian’s immortality and find true peace. With faith, courage, and divine guidance, they finally find the love they were always meant to have—and the freedom that comes with it.

This text has no male lead, no romance. The female lead is slightly timid in the first volume, a bit infatuated in the second, and from the third volume onwards... life seems like a Siberian Husky. Below is the sequence of volumes, if there are chapters missing, they're probably blocked. 1 Who's best at murder and dismemberment? Look in the suitcase for jackals and wolves. 2 I can handle tutoring, even rocks can be turned to gold. 3 Freshman military training brings tears, Changan loves to eat smoked sausage. 4 A thousand miles of predestined marriage hangs by a thread, whether it's good or bad all depends on fate. 5 My idol is the absolute best, the idol chose me to be their partner. 6 The boss behind the scenes is here, doing whatever they want without logic. 7 Ghost Festival inspiration comes late, helplessly put here. 8 Official advancement and wealth cost a child's life, a good son leaps like a carp over the dragon gate. 9 A trip to the plastic surgery clinic, all the fat is shaken off. 11 Who in the Human World can resist a beauty? Run out of roman numerals, use numbers instead. 11 Turtles may live long, but still dread the end, the characters fear a 404. 12 The local zombie looks handsome, cries out adorably when opening its mouth. 13 One dance captures the city, the beauty of the past fades away. There's a lot more, too tired to write the summary...

What if a simple “Add Friend” turned into the most awkward, unexpected connection of your summer? Ren, a 19-year-old self-proclaimed introvert with a sarcastic streak, isn’t looking for love—or even a serious conversation. He’s just trying to survive summer break at his cousin’s house, chug coffee, and not drop the baby. But when his hyperactive cousin Annie decides to play Cupid, everything changes with one friend request. Enter Jen Rivera: a quiet, mysterious girl with a soft smile and an unsent message that instantly throws Ren into a spiral of anxiety, curiosity, and accidental overthinking. What begins as an awkward Messenger exchange slowly turns into something deeper—through small talk, late-night typing bubbles, and moments where silence says more than words. Ren’s past relationships might have ended in disaster, but maybe this time... it’s not just a chat. A slice-of-life story about awkward first messages, nervous typing, chaotic cousins, and the unexpected ways we connect with people—one notification at a time.

He ruled the corporate world — ruthless, cunning, and untouchable. But when fate throws Leon Wanye into a realm of magic, monsters, and matriarchy, he quickly learns that power here isn’t bought... it’s earned. Deals? They’re sealed with blood. Contracts? Written in mana. And profit? It’s measured in stars. Can a man born to dominate boardrooms survive in a world where strength isn’t calculated in billions, but in battle? This isn’t just survival. This isn’t revenge. This is... Just Business. Read it. Review it. Drop your thoughts below — I see every comment. =-=)New readers: Bookmark and let me know if Leon deserves his seat at the top in this new world.

He woke up in a white void. No doors. No windows. No memory just a name and a few scraps of identity. Then the world changed. From a sterile, empty space to a medieval room torn out of fantasy. Quiet. Too quiet. But that wasn’t the strangest part. He wasn’t in his body. His reflection showed a man with red eyes, blood-soaked skin, and a smile he didn’t recognize. A revolver on the ground, an empty chamber, bullets in his pocket and not a single clue why. With no phone, no documents, and no idea who he really is, he begins a slow descent into a web of doubt, identity, and dangerous possibilities. Did he kill someone? Was he reborn in another world? Or is he simply smarter than the fools who designed this illusion? Follow a man trapped between reality and imagination, chasing the truth behind the blood, the body, and the twisted question that haunts him: Is he brilliant or are they just stupid?

The boardroom was a wall of glass and judgment. At exactly 8:59 AM, Arielle pushed through the doors in a sharp navy dress that clung to her like confidence had been stitched into every seam. Her heels echoed across the floor as she approached the long, polished table where half a dozen stone-faced executives sat, murmuring over papers and steaming coffee. Dominic was already seated at the head of the table. He didn't look at her. Not at first. But he felt her enter. Just like gravity feels the moon. She took her spot near the screen, placed the tablet in front of her, and exhaled slowly. "You ready?" Dominic asked quietly, his voice low, unreadable. She turned to him with a sharp smile. "Born ready." He finally met her gaze—and for a second, something flickered behind his eyes. Not approval. Not yet. But something… closer than before. "Gentlemen," Dominic said to the table. "This is Arielle Sinclair. She'll be walking you through the market projections and proposed strategy updates for Q3." One of the older men raised a brow. "Her?" Arielle didn't flinch. "Yes. Me," she said, smiling sweetly. "Try to keep up." There was a pause—half stunned, half amused—and then, silence She launched into her presentation. And she nailed it. Clear. Sharp. Confident. She wasn't just parroting facts; she owned the numbers. Her explanations were quick, her slides precise, and her delivery unapologetically fierce. For the first time, they weren't looking at her legs or her lipstick. They were looking at her mind. And Dominic? He watched every second like a man watching a match ignite in a room full of gas. At one point, their eyes locked—and she saw it. A crack in his armor. Not desire. Not annoyance. But something like… respect. And it made her stomach flip in a way no designer bag ever had. When she concluded with a succinct, "Any questions?" the room was quiet. Then, one of the board members nodded. "Well done, Miss Sinclair. Concise and well-structured." Dominic didn't say a word. But his fingers drummed once against the table. A silent approval. The meeting ended. As the board members filed out, Dominic remained seated, watching her. She turned to him slowly. "Well?" she asked. He stood, approached, and said nothing until he was directly in front of her. "You surprised them." "And you?" His gaze dropped to her lips for a split second before meeting her eyes again. "I don't surprise easily." She stepped closer. "You didn't think I could do it." "I knew you could," he said, voice dark and steady. "I just didn't know if you would." She tilted her head. "So what now?" His eyes raked over her—not with lust, but with something more dangerous. Calculating. Hungry. "Now," he said slowly, "I stop holding back." She inhaled sharply. "What does that mean?" "It means if you're staying in this game, you better be ready to lose sometimes." She licked her lips. "I never lose." He smirked—slow, wolfish. "We'll see." And he walked out first. But this time? She followed with her chin high, her stride proud, and fire crackling in her chest. She hadn't just passed the test. She'd lit the room on fire. The hallway was quiet after the boardroom storm, but Arielle's heels still echoed like a victory march. She was glowing. Not just from the adrenaline of her flawless presentation, but from something else—something hotter, deeper. The way Dominic had looked at her afterward wasn't just professional respect. It was a crack in his walls. And she intended to widen it. She pressed the button for the elevator, and just as the doors slid open, a shadow fell over her shoulder. Dominic. Of course. He stepped in beside her without a word, towering, silent, composed. The doors closed. Silence. Tension. Air that thickened with each passing floor. She stood beside him, not touching, but close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body. Close enough to catch a whiff of his cologne—clean, dark, devasta

Ruby Grace has always lived in the shadow of her perfect older sister, Cathalia - beautiful, beloved, and gone too soon. When Cathalia dies in a tragic accident, Ruby is left grieving not only the loss of her sister, but also the man Cathalia left behind Ethan, the man Ruby has secretly loved for years. Grief draws them together, but one night of shared sorrow leads to something neither of them expects. Ruby become pregnant. Terrified and ashamed, Ruby disappears carrying Ethan child, but never telling him the truth. Years later, Ruby returns as mother, raising James, a bright, tender boy who has never known his father. Ethan, still haunted by Cathalia memory and is stunned by Ruby reappearance and even more shaken when he learns the truth about James. What follows is a complex, emotionally raw journey of forgiveness, buried affection, and unhealed wounds. As Ruby tries to rebuild her life and shield James from a legacy of secret, Ethan must face the most painful truth of all the love he thought died with Cathalia may have never truly belong to her and maybe- just-maybe it was Ruby he should've loved all along.

After being harassed and then blamed for it, Hazel becomes the villain in front of everyone's eyes. She thinks life cannot get any worse, but she is proven wrong when her parents give her the biggest shock of her life: an arranged marriage. Or is it only getting better... But after having her trust broken so many times, will she be able to trust someone in such an intimate relationship now?

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!"

there's a school which give us knowledge about love, hate, relationships, situationship and importance of friendships and betrayal. a girl who joined this school just to let her parents show off how rich they are because this school is a very expensive school in Asia. her life changed in a lot of different ways, she made friends learned about many new things and got betrayals.

I am Human In a race spanning billions, he was nothing In a space spanning hundreds, he was nothing In a room spanning a few, he was nothing Thats what he made himself to be Untill one day his body vanished into nothingness In a world of unknown, a world where he is nothing What would a human like him do?

Wu Jig won the largest lottery in Chinese lottery history and became a millionaire at the age of twenty three. Soon after he won the prize, an incident made him blind. When he started seeing strangers everywhere, his psychiatrist told him to raise a service dog to help his loneliness. In anger, he rushed out of the clinic and met a blue wolf on the street. He was surprised when he could see the wolf clearly. He decided to take the blue wolf home to be his service dog.

Jumpers have the abilities to jump into other bodies and can do whatever they want without knowing it. Jean, sixteen years old, was having fun until he met Anastasia. Together they are on the hunt for other Jumpers. They discover dark secrets, have high obstacles and also save the world. What else will happen?

Jin is a guy who made a promise with Deniece that they would marry and die old together but Deniece suicided cause of online bullying as Jin saw Deniece hanging body as he entered her apartment he became scared of the outside world and became a shut in

[Cover art is AI-generated, credits to webnovel] "You journal? That's silly" His laugh made my jaw tick, here we go again with people telling me the things I enjoy doing are 'Childish' or 'Silly'. I closed the book and stood up, my hair coming undone as the band snapped. Great, just great. My phone buzzed as I walked away, my name being yelled by the prick behind me. The screen read 'Eudora'. I hesitated before picking and placed it next to my ear waiting for her to speak. I wish I didn't...pick up the phone.

"See you in another life" said the general of the Ostanian army falling after stbing the emperor, his lord, and while dying, ending the war that has been on for almost fifteen years by now. But taking off it's helmet the hard reality of loss stroke us as me and my men where drowning in the guilt of letting die our friend.

Alex had always been an orphan. The kind who wandered through life, never truly belonging. But then, against all odds, he found a place that felt like home only to have it ripped away in the flames of an unrelenting fire. Death wasn’t the end, though. It was the beginning. He awoke, not in the afterlife, but as a character in the very novel he’d once devoured in secret. A world where everything he thought he knew about fate, life, and death meant nothing.