Salt And Pepper Appearance Skull

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Lin Yun, 36 years old, a widower, a mid-level manager in a private enterprise, is a single father, who has recently felt that he is encountering a mid-life crisis. Professionally, he faced adversity; domestically, he was in a cold war with his 14-year-old daughter; physically, he suffered from periarthritis and spoke daily of his agony. In the past few days, he had also uncovered a secret — his daughter was being a "Magic" girl. With the body of a young maiden, she battled extraordinary monsters and protected the city from attacks — this is the common perception of a "Magic" girl. But he was very aware that being a "Magic" girl came with life-threatening dangers. Should he stop her, or respect his daughter’s choice and find other ways to protect her? Gazing at the Heart Flower in his wardrobe, now covered in dust, Lin Yun, the former "Magic" girl who retired 19 years ago, was facing the third major decision of his life.

It's funny, isn't it? Nobody asks to be born... None of us choose the life we are forced to live....And yet, we are bound to it, trapped in a world where strength defines everything. People worship when you are strong. They loathe when you are weak. They worship the god. They fear the devil. But why? Was it righteousness that gave the god victory over the devil, or was it simply strength? Why must we fear one and worship the other? Is the god so righteous? Is the devil so weak? Would Wang Xiao still have everything if he were weak? Would they still worship him? Would those women have submitted so easily? No. It's always the strength. Power rules all. A man can own kingdoms, riches, even love—but lose his strength, and the world turns on him. His woman, the one who once looked at him with admiration, will crush him underfoot if she finds him unworthy. His own children, born of his blood, will stare at him with contempt, their eyes filled with disappointment. What is love if not submission to power? What is loyalty but the price of dominance? Wang Xiao has learned this bitter truth. The sacrifices he made, the pain he endured, meant nothing. Without strength, he was nothing. But no longer... He has seen the lie, the illusion of it all... And now, the ancient myths rise once more, the gods claw their way from forgotten graves, and Wang Xiao, mistaken for the 8th Prince, feared by gods and mortals alike, finds himself at the center of it all. Seven goddesses, each more beautiful, more dangerous than the last, now circle him, bound by fate. Their charm is powerful, their desires even more so. The guardian of the Atlantic tears apart nations to possess him. The Desert Princess offers her entire empire as a gift, yearning for his love... Even an ancient being, her power stripped away, bends her knee in submission, once feared, now powerless before him. But would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have loved him, served him, feared him? No. It's always the strength. "He 'who' covers the sky with his hand," they whisper. "The gods who once played with universes like orbs... he'll make them swallow their own spit in fear." Wang Xiao's gaze hardens as he stares at his reflection. The weak are forgotten... Strength is all that matters. "The world doesn't care for the weak," Wang Xiao whispers to his reflection. "Your woman will turn her back, people will spit on your name... They'll forget you ever existed... everything you did for them would be insignificant and forgetten...Strength is all that truly matters." And so, Wang Xiao will take what's his. The gods, playing with the universe like toys, will fall. The devils, pulling at the strings of fate, will lose their grip. He will strip them of their power, their kingdoms, their very souls, if that's what it takes. He isn't their pawn. Not anymore. Would they have bowed if he were weak? Would they have given themselves so easily? Would they have even cared? No. It's always the strength. Wang Xiao is no longer the man he once was. No longer human. No longer weak. He is the deviant. --------------- #NoYuri #NoNTR #Threesome #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Gore #Evil MC #Conquor #Action #Adventure #Imperial Harem #Revenge #Daughters #Fellatio #Supernatural #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse #Villain ---------------- Warning: The Novel is based upon a fictional Earth, and any resemblance is mere coincidence! Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

Aomine Luppo was a Bishop of the Pentaculum, but was expelled after losing his vision in a terrorist attack perpetrated by the Sheriffs. One day, he meets Yuudai Reno and discovers the existence of a secret organization called "Scoville".

Ludwig is a broken man with no way of being fixed, thus, he suffered a contamination that could turn him into a beast if left contained. His only way to fix this is to become an experimental subject and to reveal his fate to the world.

Chu Ci had been abandoned by the Chu family for eighteen years until one day, the critically ill old man ordered someone to bring her back home.    Upon seeing Chu Ci, whose appearance was poor and unkempt, with his entire body being worth no more than a hundred yuan, everyone in the Chu family felt disgusted. The servants at home are dressed more decently than Chu Ci. How could their family have such a down-and-out daughter? Still considering dividing the inheritance of the Chu family? Absolutely not!  However, soon after, they discovered that something was wrong with the daughter they had left to grow up in an orphanage. She casually scores first place in the exam, has a safe filled with hundreds of thousands or even millions of top-quality jadeite, gives away a variety of high-end luxury goods, and is referred to as "boss" by various professors and bosses... Mr. Chu: As long as you make progress, the inheritance will be given to you.     Chu Ci: I just want to be a salted fish waiting to die.     A certain boss: I have a lot of money, come to my house and I will support you and take care of you.     Chu Ci: Are there any conditions?     A certain boss: Let me taste the salted fish.     Chu Ci: The salted fish is very salty and not tasty.     A certain boss: How can you tell whether salted fish is salty or not without trying it? "PS: I am an amateur translator. Please overlook any minor grammatical errors."

--- ╓══════『』══════╖ ▸ #UndeadRebirth ▸ #SandTombSaga ▸ #MarchOfTheNameless ▸ #BleachedEmpire ▸ #BonesThatRemember ▸ #NoPeaceOnlyMarch ╙══════『』══════╜ He woke in a tomb buried by time. No name. No flesh. Just cold bone and dust that remembers war. Around him— piles of the dead. Above him— a sun that never forgives. Ahead of him— nothing but silence, ruin, and the endless pull of forward. He doesn't ask why. He doesn’t remember how. But something deeper than memory stirs in the marrow. And when the others rise, their weapons shaking, he follows. Not for glory. Not for peace. But because something is marching, and his bones refuse to be still. > The world may be burned. Empires might turn to ash. But the march… THE MARCH SHALL NOT BE STOPPED!!! — This is a work of fiction. All names, events, and places are entirely imaginary. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ---

Ruminas, a high school girl, returned home after reading a book about the apocalypse at the library. In the middle of the night while sleeping, an earthquake suddenly struck. Ruminas hurriedly turned on the TV to see the situation and found that the scene before her eyes had changed with collapse, fire burning everything, and strange creatures emerging from the ground. The world entered a new era where humans must survive and fight monsters with the help of something called 'The System'

Dr. Kamsi Onuoha has spent her life healing others, but beneath her confident smile lies a secret even medicine can’t cure — her own infertility. Transferred to the prestigious Rosehill Hospital, she hopes for a fresh start. But when she finds herself emotionally drawn to Chuka Mordi — the devoted husband of a mysterious female patient — the line between personal and professional begins to blur. As the layers of his wife’s illness begin to unravel, Kamsi is pulled into a dangerous web of secrets that threatens not just her career, but her sanity. A colleague with a grudge, a past she thought she buried, and a love she can’t have — everything collides in a spiral of betrayal, medical ethics, and emotional survival. In a world where one wrong prescription can ruin everything, Kamsi must choose: silence or truth, duty or desire — and in the end, healing or heartbreak.

Synopsis **Lina Marchesi doesn’t remember the night her fiancé died. She only knows he drowned near their private beach house on the Amalfi Coast—and that she was found barefoot, bloodied, and unresponsive in a boat nearby. There were no signs of foul play, and Lina, an American expat novelist, hasn't been able to write since. A year later, under the weight of trauma, gaps in her memory, and public suspicion, she returns to the same village—not to heal, but to hide. But the quiet isn’t quiet for long. Whispers trail her in the market, her old neighbors keep their distance, and someone keeps leaving pages from her *unfinished manuscript* on her doorstep—pages she doesn't remember writing. Enter **Milo Caruso**, a former war photographer turned reclusive innkeeper with his own ghosts. He’s disfigured from an explosion, hiding out in the crumbling hills above the sea. Their paths cross when Lina takes up residence at his isolated property, and tension builds—first in silence, then in sharp, probing conversations over wine and cigarettes. Their connection is messy, magnetic, and deeply flawed. Milo is blunt and emotionally unavailable; Lina is unraveling but seductive, using charm as armor. They orbit each other—drawn, repelled, resisting. But both know what it’s like to live with something unspeakable. As Lina pieces together her fractured memory, it becomes clear that her fiancé’s death wasn’t as accidental as the police claimed. And someone in the village wants the truth buried. And as she and Milo fall into a love that’s as brutal as it is tender, Lina begins to ask herself the scariest question of all: **What if she killed him?**

Have you ever spent your whole life fighting for a single chance—just one moment where someone sees you as worth saving? Dragged back from the edge of death, four criminals are given that chance. Bound by a fragile alliance and haunted by the shadows of their pasts, they find themselves charged with an unthinkable mission: protect the very crown prince they once vowed to destroy. Each step forward is a fight against the weight of their sins, and time alone cannot wash the blood from their hands. But fate does not take kindly to disruption—and it has its own plans for them all.

In his first life as 'Caine Wilson', was the villain—ruthless, cunning, and very powerful. He played his part perfectly, crushing the so-called "protagonist" and parading his enemies, their families, and anyone who crossed him naked through the streets. He watched with glee as the "hero" lay broken, stripped of his dignity, before finally ending his pitiful existence. But just as Caine, thought he had finally won and secured his place at the top, 'Higher ups' intervened. A booming, ethereal voice—like the universe’s pissed-off judge—shook the skies: "You have violated the sacred code of villainy! The villain shall not win. The balance has been broken. Caine Wilson, the world hereby rejects you!" Before he could even enjoy his victory, his world blinked out, like a story whose writer just erased the last chapter in frustration. Everything went dark. And when he awoke, he wasn’t Caine Wilson anymore. He was 'Su Xiaobai', a nobody on 'White Cloud Star', a world of cultivation, martial arts, and endless struggle. But this time, things were different. He could feel it—he could see through the cracks of reality itself. He could break the fourth wall! He wasn’t just some reincarnated soul; he was a villain who had 'seen the system', who understood the game. And he was about to flip it upside down. --------------- A/N: Buckle up, you miserable bunch! It’s a parody, so shut your brains off, toss 'em in the trash, and dive headfirst into this deep, glorious shithole! Don’t come whining to me when you laugh so hard you choke on your own damn tears! --------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

“Liliana, I beg you, please love me.” The once proud and ruthless leader of the Falling Snow Pavilion knelt on the ground, holding the girl’s hand, begging for her mercy. “Liliana, whether you want it or not, I will protect the path ahead of you.” In the court hall, the gentle and noble prime minister looked at the girl’s back, his eyes full of deep love. “Liliana, I think I really like you, like you very much.” The serious emperor wrote a letter late at night that he could not send. “Where the master goes, I will go. From now on, I am here, and the master will not suffer anymore.” The clear and pure young man followed behind the girl, standing straight, but his face was very red.

In the kingdom of Golgotha, during the time of Light and Magic, the imperial fate of this devilish kingdom dances on the palms of a young boy, Zoer. Eons ago, an innocent man was accused of being no better than a criminal and killed alongside two thieves in the kingdom of Golgotha. As soon as death came calling, dragging the innocent man who died at the age of 36, darkness fell on Golgotha for three hours around noon. After that, Golgotha became doomed. No man or woman shall live past the age of 36, and anyone aged 36 shall crash to the ground, falling into the arms of an unexpected fate of cold death. A kingdom where no old exists, a kingdom where birthdays became scary, a kingdom with no natural death, a kingdom where questions like: what kind of death would my fate bring? What kind of death would choose me? Fuel curiosity in the young mind. Who would save them? But then came the birth of a child, who would shoulder the burden of this jinxed kingdom, Ozer – a clueless young boy, who doesn’t even know what to do.

The Skull of Horowits follows young adventurer Kodi Prime as he embarks on a perilous journey to find a mythical artifact said to grant its possessor one ultimate wish. Consumed by the same obsession that destroyed his father, Kodi seeks the skull to take control of his destiny and prove his worth. Joined by the enigmatic and ambitious Aaliyah, Kodi must navigate treacherous landscapes, deadly rivals, and the artifact's sinister influence. Along the way, he encounters cryptic warnings and harrowing trials that force him to confront the cost of his ambition. As Kodi draws closer to the skull, he faces a crucial choice: claim its power and risk losing everything that makes him who he is, or turn away and leave the dream behind. The Skull of Horowits is a tale of ambition, sacrifice, and the price of ultimate power.

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Mo Lin was sealed as the Yin Division in Ye Dong and returned to Earth with the Ghost Suppression Book. The Earth had already been overrun by evil spirits. "Young man, don’t go out at night, there are ghosts and monsters everywhere, it’s too terrifying." "Ghosts? Sorry, I’m not afraid. The more ghosts there are, the more excited I get." "This guy reeks of ghostly energy, at least a level of evil ghost. Let me catch him." An upright old man placed an unknown talisman on Mo Lin’s forehead. "Are you out of your mind? You’re the ghost, your whole family’s ghosts!" Mo Lin ripped off the talisman and cursed at the old man. The old man stood there, bewildered in the wind. "This ghost is too fierce; it doesn't even fear talismans." ... Mo Lin started his ghost-hunting journey upon returning to Earth. Ten years later, Mo Lin walked through a street accompanied by a hundred ghosts, hailed as the strongest Ghost Master.

A lyrical short story about a terminally ill girl and her final day with her younger siblings. Told with dreamlike beauty and emotional depth.

The story is about a naïve little girl who is loved by two boys—one has been her childhood friend, while the other entered her life in 11th grade.