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Even If Manhwa

Even After My Death

Jiang Ning was the true heiress of the Huo Family, lost and living outside. After being brought back by her family, her birth parents didn't like her, her cold-faced brother despised her, and her twin brothers would tell her to get lost from the home at the drop of a hat. Waking up alone in the hospital, she was diagnosed by the doctor with a terminal illness, yet her own family was busy throwing a party for the fake heiress. Jiang Ning was furious! She kicked these so-called family members one by one, sending them all flying! If they didn't accept her, she didn't care for them either! ...... Jiang Ning participated in a rural countryside live stream variety show. Her haters caught wind and came to greet Jiang Ning's entire family in the barrage of messages. But what they found was: Day one: Shock! Jiang Ning catches a thief on the street! A golden retriever runs over to help her. Day two: Jiang Ning snatches a child back from human traffickers with her bare hands! A bird publicly defecates on the traffickers' heads! Day three: Jiang Ning fights a criminal in a life-and-death struggle! A goose mocks them at the scene. Thief: "I had already finished stealing, and she still caught me. It's absurd." Murderer on the run for sixteen years: "You might not believe it, but I just came to buy a bottle of water, and she came up to me with a big right hook." A nice countryside live stream somehow turned into a legal synergy. The online audience crazily tagged the official police accounts: "Let's be honest, isn't she an undercover agent you dispatched?" "Jiang Ning's side job is entering the entertainment industry, but her main role is catching criminals, right?" A certain big shot attached a wedding photo: "Wife, mine."
Arctic Circle's little bear · 753.3K Views

The Evening Moon

Kurosawa Katsuki, a high schooler with a fierce, predator-like gaze, plays the role of the kind enforcer in a gang by day, while enduring abuse at the hands of his father, Masarai, a bitter, former star fighter, by night. Despite the gang's bullying, Katsuki secretly tries to soften their impact. A diligent student with a sharp intellect, he dreams of escaping his father’s grip by attending college far away. Yuzuki, a brave classmate who isn’t intimidated by his fearsome gaze, soon notices the kindness hidden beneath Katsuki’s tough exterior. As she learns about his troubled home life, she begins to support him in small ways, even discovering he works at a convenience store to save money. As their bond deepens, Katsuki’s painful past and future ambitions collide, forcing both him and Yuzuki to confront the harsh realities of his life. Will Katsuki be able to endure the pain and suffering until college, or is he doomed to repeat the same miserable fate as his father? This one-shot story about tragedy, bittersweet, and coming-of-age is about to begin! Warning: This story contains graphic content, including depictions of domestic violence, sexual assault, suicide, and dark strategies. It is intended for mature audiences and is not suitable for the faint of heart. The narrative explores disturbing themes and the psychological toll of trauma and survival. Please proceed with caution! Treat! Here's the visualisation for the one-shot: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1Jh0pDrKy-S_wm1MDB1F8RQXzvJ22UI-J?usp=drive_link
Joeing_25 · 463 Views

If my shoes could speak

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_sinopsis:-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- The story follows Mark, a 16 years old guy who's parents where killed when he was 6. Mark lived a life of near slavery and child abuse during his infancy while working for Pedro, the casino owner responsible for his parents death. Watch as Mark learns to use the power of magic and becomes a after nearly dying. LET'S GET OUR FREEDOM TOGETHER -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- This book has magic, warriors (different system from cultivation novels *wink*) shamans etc... And it has a Mc with COMMON SENSE *murmurs* This book is being written as I go so if there's anything you would like to change I'm willing to accept suggestions, except on this : 1)No harem because I'm getting tired of them 2)Courage is not the same as stupidity 3)My Mc will get afraid at times but he will also overcome some of his fears (not all) 4)He won't kill for necessity or out of boredom only vengeance or when he believes it's the right thing to do but he also won't be a Beta Japanese mc 5)He will be strong (with time) but he won't be the most op guy in the world. 6)If I find a mistake or an action that my Mc did that was so idiotic that I couldn't tell if I was Sober when I wrote it then I might go back and change the plot 7)romance is a option but even if it appears it will just be on the background developing through the narrative of the story... I don't want my story to end like those stories that kill themselves by writing romance or smut scenes This story happens in a world where technology is just a little behind ours, magic exists and so does all the other fantasy mumbo-jumbo. (With a personalized power sistem if you want me to change anything about it later just give me a good enough explanation, why I should) I hope that you may warn me of any mistakes I make during the completion of this work... OK
DNHELO · 9K Views

Transmuted : Love of an Evening

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.
Faria_Samira · 34.6K Views
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