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A veteran player of "Starry Abyss" and a Meteor Fall Master known as Ace Bro, Li Zi came to the game world with his system template, arriving at the era of the game's beta version. This was the worst of times. Cosmic forces and financial magnates colluded, causing The Gate to the cosmos to be shut, planets' resources exhausted, even sunlight monopolized. It was also the best of times. All the Extraordinary Systems had just started, and in this era, only he possessed the final version patch as a Meteor Fall Master. While people reveled in the smoke of plasma cannons, Li Zi had already torn apart warships with Gravity. As Special Ability users proudly indulged in their awakened abilities, Moonlight had already become a servant to Li Zi. When the Interstellar Fleet crossed the Galaxy, Li Zi had just ignited the forty-second Stellar, illuminating the entire cosmos. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long and have forgotten that this Starry Sky should belong to us all," he said gently, holding a black hole in his hand while facing an indescribable native Evil God.

The seasoned player of "Abyss of Stars," the [Starfall Master] Li Zi, brings a system template and travels to the game's world, arriving in the era of the game's beta version. This is the worst of times. The cosmic forces and conglomerates collude, causing the doors to the universe to be closed, the planet's resources to be exhausted, and even sunlight to be monopolized. This is also the best of times. All the extraordinary systems are just beginning. In this era, he is the only [Starfall Master] with the final version patch. While people are enthralled by the smoke of plasma guns and cannons, Li Zi has already torn apart battleships with gravity. While superhumans are smug about their awakened abilities, moonlight has already become Li Zi's servant. While the interstellar fleet crosses the Milky Way, Li Zi has just ignited the forty-second star, illuminating the entire universe. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long; they've forgotten that this starry sky should belong to all of us." —Facing the unspeakable aboriginal evil gods, Li Zi, holding a black hole, gently said.

In the Ashen Reach, a cursed wasteland of black dunes and ember-storms, Torv “Ash” Kren runs alone, hauling glowing ember-shards in a battered sled. Once a raider, he quit when his crew torched innocence—now he trades magic fuel for water, machete chipped, coat patched, one job from death. An ember-storm cracks his sled—shards spill—when Lysa “Ember” Vey stumbles from the haze, half-dead, clutching a red-hot Core Ember worth a fortune or a grave. Lysa’s an ash-witch—bends shards into fire-blades, hunted by warlord Krax for a 10,000-shard bounty. She offers Torv 2,000 to run her to the Free Drift, rebel camp past the Dune Wall—or leave him dry in the sand. Torv’s gut says ditch her—warlord’s hounds close—but her ember buys time, and his Ash Runner Sense wakes: kills earn miles, power grows. They trek—raiders bleed, storms burn—Torv’s machete sings (+500 miles, Dune Dash), Lysa’s fire cuts deep. Krax’s dogs tear closer—ember-teeth glint—when the Core cracks, whispering: “Free me, claim all.” Truth hits: Lysa’s bounty’s fake—Krax wants the Core that cursed the Reach. Torv’s past crew died for it—he’s bound to the ash. Miles climb (Ash Veil, 1,000)—lungs scar, Lysa’s shard burns her grip. At the Dune Wall, Krax looms—Torv carves, Lysa flares—Core shatters, Reach shakes. Warlord falls—shards rain—but Torv’s ash-coated, Lysa’s bleeding. A new ember glows west—next run calls. Grind, fire, survival—will Torv and Lysa outrun the curse, or burn in it?

Daren Sajwan was the only child raised amidst the royal habits of his wealthy father. First, he stubbornly insisted on marrying a young girl of his own choice, and later, without any hesitation, he indulged in an affair with another woman. As a result, his marriage inevitably hit a rough patch. But when he, in turn, was deceived in the same way he had betrayed his wife, he lost his mind. So much so that this immoral, wayward, and unethical man ignored even his own premonitions—his déjà vu.

A heroic tale. A knight in shining armor. A mage who can obliterate the world with just a flick of a finger. A mysterious rogue that moves like a shadow. A goddess so stunning and wise, shining upon the world and giving humanity a flicker of hope in the darkest times. Yeah, you’re not getting that here. Instead, let me introduce you to my squad—ahem, I mean, the Hero's Backup Squad! The unsung, overworked, questionably competent crew that works behind the scenes to make sure the real "heroes" don’t trip over their own destiny and die before they actually save the world. Hah! Do you really think heroes always win? That they magically save the world, have crazy strong powers, never die before the final battle, and somehow pull off the impossible every time? Yeah. That’s because the gods upstairs hire others to make sure things don’t go off track. That’s what we do. The invisible fixers, the divine crisis management team, the ones patching up the hero’s dumb mistakes before it happen while they get all the glory. Not that I’m bitter about it. (Okay, maybe a little.) I’m supposed to give a proper introduction here, but honestly? I don’t, I—ugh. You know what? Just read it. You’ll see. Sincerely, Goddess Yuna Keeper of the Subdivision of Heroic Affairs (And Unpaid Babysitter of Questionable Recruits)

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note: i was going to go for "new life, who dis" for the title. but didn't cause . . . it tells nothing. also i am shit at Synopsis p.s this is not going to be serious at all. writing serious scene's aint my style. its like a half crack fic. ### oh no, i have died. oh no, i have been reincarnated into a fantasy world. oh no, i am a vampire . . . do i care? abso-fucking-lutely not. i may be a "monster" but that wont stop me from my goal what that goal might be you ask? getting laid. ### Our MC, a lazy, perverted high school girl (who might i add, is hella into Yuri), meets an untimely end after making a joke that the universe deem too shitty for her too live. (or maybe because she was too lazy? too mean? idk The universe works in mysterious ways) as her eye's flash before her eye's she had one complaint about it "damn, why was i bitchless" and that was it as her life was snuffed out due to her injuries, now only a dark void filled with nothing remained . . . . . . . . . light erupted into her vision as their eye's fluttered open once again. and they regret that instantly as the sun burns there eye's Disoriented, the mc realises that this is not earth. Why? Because a rabbit with a club the fucking size of that mother fucking comically large spoon, is charging straight at them, aiming to snuff that once re-lit flame out. the mc is definitely not going to die again . . . no, not just yet, a certain overpowered being needed some entertainment from her. but that doesn't mean she will get an easy life though, no . . . the entity's gotta make it an entertaining story to watch. so on her second death bed (a literal patch of grass in the middle of a forest in the middle of another world) time stops and a very familiar semi-transparent screen formed infront of her eye's (think of the screen from ORV or Solo levelling. something like htat) well done for being the host to the ULTIMATE DELUXE SUPER FABULICE VAMPIRE SYSTEM "is this a fucking joke? Am i a joke to you?" Yes "ah, i see" since the host is in danger and has not fucking clue how to fight "hey, i took karate when i was 10!" . . . noted . . . since the host has a fighting ability THAT IS NOT ON THE LEVEL to combat the enemy at this very moment. the system will take over host body temporally. "wait what!?!?" :) ### Warnings i am not, a good writer. perverted mc maybe harem (i dislike harem cause usually any time there is a harem, each member is bland as fuck, so most is gonna be 3 other people) do not take this seriously, this might as well be a crack fic with no fic and toned down a couple levels. OP mc the mc will get item's/powers of characters from different anime's/show's/movie's. no characters though. took ideas from some manwha (cough cough solo leveling) and a few others for the world. but atleast it isn't a carbon copy like most . . . all manhwa (like every single one has something from solo levelling in it.) (the world will be orignal, characters too. but the powers wont)

………………………… Cover image did not belong to me All these things would be with 18+ characters only so please don’t imagine strange things and cause me trouble. By the way, I accept suggestions but not negative comments that can spoil my mood, if you don’t like my work please leave instead of wasting my time. ……………………………… This story contains, cuckold, netorare (NTR), netorase, sluts, whores, exhibitionism, outdoor intercourse, voyeurism, seduction, milfs…. Read it at your own risk. Infinite stream, magical creatures, weak to strong… Suddenly a house wife woke up with a grasp and had a climax …. Ahaaaa…. She fell back and slowly came to her senses to realize that she is back at her old crammed house. “I did not die…. That is great.” She looked at the phone on the side and found that she returned just 6 days before the start of “Survival of Races”. “Today is the day I was trapped by my boss. Hehe I will steal everything he has and leave him a big debt in these two days. I will take my revenge on my drunkard husband, step son and my family that made my life miserable. This time I have to enjoy, instead of letting them enjoy me…” Wait the “Magic Milk” ability that I got in my past life followed me. My ring is not a hand ring but a clit ring holding the castle of desires with space. The survival system everyone got has received an extra patch from the will of lust turning it into a Perverted Survival System. Survival of races starts with everyone on earth sent to a huge planet with only a simple raft. I have got a new ability called the “Original Trajectory Memories” “First task: reach the nearby island before your life support raft was broken by the shark. Life support raft (200/200) Reward: entry into the survival world.” “Why are all my quests in the survival worlds appear so perverted. Not that I care if they are perverted.” she immediately asked. “Then why are you taking this slow approach instead of letting me directly show off everything and let him fuck me directly?” The system said. “Host, the amount of lust and desire energy generated when wearing revealing clothes is many times higher than the lust and desire energy generated when showing off the naked body.” The survival worlds can range from apocalypse, natural disaster, manmade disaster, zombie world, ghost world, demon invasion, beast invasion….

Karl, a young man stuck in a rough patch after losing his job and burning through almost all his savings, wandered through the cold, dark streets of Eldoria. On the damp, silent sidewalks, he stumbled upon something bizarre: an old gacha machine mysteriously appearing at every corner he turned, almost as if it was following him. Driven by a mix of curiosity and the overwhelming weirdness of the situation, Karl finally gave in and used his last bit of money on the machine. From the gacha ball, he pulled out a card with a barcode. Back in his cramped apartment, curiosity finally won over caution, and Karl scanned the barcode. To his shock, an app called "Common Sense Manipulation App" installed itself on his phone, claiming it could alter people's "common sense." ------ Support Me By Gifts or Power Stones -----

For fifteen years, the MMORPG Eldersong Online ruled the gaming world. A vast, immersive universe with no respawns, no second chances, and a player-driven economy where death meant losing everything. But all games must end. On the eve of Eldersong’s final server shutdown, Aaron Cross, a former pro gamer turned game developer, logs in one last time. He expects nostalgia. Closure. Maybe a bittersweet farewell. Instead, he wakes up inside the game.

"I am but a poor girl trying to make a living in this god forsaken world. But it's really been too long. I think I have been in this world for 2 years already, and at first I was afraid, I was petrified....." and just as Saya was about to break into a full sing and dance performance, she noticed a golden patch hiding behind a bush. "What the hell!" she exclaimed. "What's a grown a*s man doing here sleeping in the middle of nowhere? " "Oh wow! This is the most good looking guy that I have come across in both worlds". She was mesmerized by his facial features that seems to be sculpted by the Gods. "Is this what prince charming looks like?" And that's how it started.

Title: The Sovereigns of Albion: The Lost Black Dynasty of Ancient Britain Summary: Long before the reign of the Tudors and the rise of the House of Windsor, the British Isles were ruled by a forgotten line of Black royalty. This ancient dynasty, whose roots trace back to the legendary times of pre-Roman Britain, ruled with wisdom, power, and an enigmatic connection to the land. Legends speak of a powerful Queen, a descendant of the great African empires, who united the warring tribes of the British Isles. Their royal lineage intertwined with the mysticism of the Druids and the might of early Celtic warriors, and their influence shaped the course of Britain’s future, though their legacy was lost to time. This is the story of their reign, their struggle for power, and their enduring impact on the land they once ruled — a tale of culture, legacy, and sovereignty that predates the monarchs we know today.

Read about Jak and Deama as they wake up after their age is long past. "After being turned into stone by the demon lord Jak wakes up feeling like he could pass out at any second "I've been weak before but this is truly shit." he thinks as his vision starts to clear from patches of white. looking at around he finds himself in a courtyard, one that looks very well constructed or at least what was. "okay Jak think logically. I was fighting the demon lord saw a flasher of light and now I'm here feeling weak." As he walks forward hobbling with each step taking in that his earlier observation of the courtyard being well bad proven false as he sees broken piecses of a brick ceiling in the floor. some worn brick walls falling apart. A mount of plants and moss that hasn't been trimmed. "okay so maybe not a courtyard..and I'm clearly not in the same place as I was. hhhmmm, I was probably teleported or something. tha doesn't expain why my armor is more damaged." he thinks as he looks down at his body for the first time since waking up...."What the fu-" Now read the shitty book -Terrible writer dude

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

After returning in the past David and Liam will do what they do the best, be with each other and survive the apocalypse, but beware, they are murderers. ---------------------- This story have been made using AI but really I did make use of my head. Because this story need human touch. Good read. ps: the art is from Pinterest PPS:Liam has blonde with white patches of hair, I know you'll be wanting to know.

When the Heaven Spirits descended, all that bore witness thought of it as a blessing. Only those that survived knew that it was a curse, shackles in place to monitor all beings within Heaven's Code, limits imposed to suppress all beings. Sheng Tian, who's talent transcends even that of the Absolute One, desires to break out of the confines of the Heavenly World and establish his own sanctuary. Will he fall facing the Guardians of the world? Will he stay true to his original intentions? Only time will tell. Operation Revision is underway! I will slowly but surely go back to my earlier chapters and revise them, using the experience I gained to patch up the holes. Any chapter that I have revised will be stated at the bottom in author's thoughts. Current progress: Chapters 1-10

NOTE: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN SOME VIOLENCE AND MATURED CONTENTS. what do I do ! I can't just leave! am carrying his child! Emily pounderd on weather what she was doing was the right thing, at first it was a simple one night stand, but now there were married and expecting a child, but he already had a child for another woman. I don't like her, Lisa only like mommy Emily, the little girl cried, as Emily told her she would be leaving the house. Lisa was the first child of" Martin Michelson", an handsome billionaire she had slept with in other to get pregnant, but not to trap him or something, she just wanted a child and she felt Maybe his genes were good. and now that story has turned to this, " Emily Santiago, daughter of a wealthy actress, who intentionally tricked and got pregnant for Mr Martin Michelson, how wants to take over the property. and the worst part was that Martin din't even believe her. to him she was just a bitch he had a one night stand with. four years later he had a change of heart and desperately wanted her back, but she was no long the Emily he once knew. his family hated him for what he did to Emily, his first daughter, " Lisa ", hated him most, and all he wanted to do was patch things up. but how do you find someone who doesn't want to be found!

Historia del pasado de Rhys Windsor, en la que se cuenta su adolescencia, navegando por los altibajos de su vida cotidiana mientras teje vínculos con amigos y familiares. Encontrando el amor en Lara Harch, entre una mezcla de emociones halladas y desafíos inesperados, viéndose obligado a enfrentar su identidad y tomar decisiones que moldearán su futuro de manera irreversible. Hasta que al final llega ese día en el cual su vida sacude, desencadenando ese punto de inflexión que redefine su destino... Ese destino, que quizás lo separe de Lara para siempre.

What’s it Like to Eat Your Own Words? Salty? Bitter? No clue? Then go ahead and ask Fara. Fara Brianka Genio, the powerhouse CEO of her own advertising agency, lives by one unshakable rule: No romantic relationships between employees. Period. But life is a bitch, Honey. As the boss, Fara takes integrity seriously, both in her company and her personal life. But things start to spiral when her five year relationship with Sean hits a rocky patch. Just as she’s trying to hold it all together, along comes Ziggy, a charming, aggravating employee with a knack for causing trouble. One fateful, blurry night, Fara mistakes Ziggy for Sean, and the next morning… let’s just say clothes weren’t part of the equation. Now Fara’s facing the biggest PR crisis of her life named her own love life. What’s a woman to do when the no-strings rule tangles her up in chaos? Can she keep her cool as the boss, or will Ziggy flip her world upside down?

I didn’t see it coming. One second, I was scrolling through my phone, watching yet another video that added nothing to my life. The next, I was falling—plummeting through an endless void, weightless and disoriented. When I finally opened my eyes, I wasn’t in my dingy apartment anymore. Instead, I was sprawled on a patch of soft grass, staring up at a sky so blue it felt unreal. Birds chirped in the distance, their songs crisp and clear, not the muffled squawks of city pigeons. Was I dreaming? I sat up, my heart pounding. My clothes were different—simple, rustic. Brown trousers and a loose white tunic. My hands, once scrawny and pale, were now calloused and strong. And then, it happened. DING!

In a world teetering on the brink of chaos, the once-thriving city of Aetherion lies shrouded in silence, its bustling streets now a ghostly expanse. Behind locked doors and darkened windows, its people cower, hiding from an unspoken terror. But silence doesn’t mean peace—it means the storm is coming. Enter Liod Kennedy, a cunning operative with a shadowy past and a dangerous secret hidden beneath his eye patch. Sent on a mission to lure out the "rats" hiding in the city’s underbelly, Liod finds himself face-to-face with Captain Steve—an ex-ally turned nemesis driven by revenge and rage. Their confrontation sparks a dangerous game of survival, with glowing blue-eyed entities lurking in the dark and a looming conspiracy threatening to consume the entire city. As Liod delves deeper into the shadows, he must confront his past, outwit his enemies, and unlock the true power within him. But in a city where trust is a commodity and betrayal lurks at every corner, survival comes at a steep price. Can Liod overcome the shadows, or will they claim him and the remnants of the world?

Genevieve is engaged to be married to Kyle Gonzalez, the one who took her out of the bar and patched her up together, but an unexpected encounter between her and Misha puts the chemistry back into full bloom. With the wedding ceremony merely moments away: Will Genevieve walk down the aisle and seal her fate forever or run back to the arms of Misha Anderson?

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Ha-rin always thought her programming skills would be her greatest asset—until she woke up in the body of Adira, a nameless extra in a world gone awry. A robotic voice informs her that she’s been pulled into an abandoned novel, one where the characters have deviated wildly from their original roles. Her mission? To guide them back to their destined paths and prevent the collapse of the world. There’s just one problem: the male leads seem far more interested in Adira than the story’s original heroine, Brielle—a girl manipulated into "evil" by forces beyond her control. As Adira navigates this glitching world, she becomes entangled with three enigmatic male leads. Asher Calloway, the charming knight who hides a keen intellect behind his playful smile. Riven Blackwood, the brooding protector with a tragic past and a sharp wit. Cael Viridian, the fiery warrior whose reckless passion hides a surprising vulnerability. With each chapter, Adira uncovers layers of deceit, discovers the truth behind Brielle's innocence, and grapples with the affections of the male leads—all while racing against the clock to restore order to this fractured reality. But as her bond with Asher deepens, she begins to wonder: if rewriting their destinies means sacrificing her own, is she willing to debug her heart to save the world? In a world where love and loyalty clash with fate, Adira must decide: will she follow the script or write her own ending?

Book description In the opulent world of royalty, a young woman's fate is forever entwined with the palace she serves. Amelia Rosemary Windsor, the illegitimate child of the Windsor family, was abandoned at the family mansion gate at the tender age of two. With fragmented memories of her mother, Amelia grew up under the scornful eye of her stepmother, Georgiana Rose Windsor. At fifteen, Amelia was forced into servitude at the palace, courtesy of her stepmother's scheming. As a palace maid, Amelia was bound to a ten-year contract, effectively banishing her from her family's presence. Four years into her service, Prince Henry Sebastian Montague returns to the palace, fresh from his education abroad. Amelia is assigned as his personal handmaid, but their initial encounter is far from pleasant. The arrogant prince treats her with disdain, and Amelia is forced to endure his cruelty. At the prince's engagement party to Charlotte Elizabeth Windsor, Amelia's stepsister, a drunken Prince Henry issues a command that will change the course of Amelia's life forever. Despite the palace rules dictating obedience to royal orders, Amelia is left reeling from the prince's actions. As the consequences of that fateful night unfold, Amelia finds herself at the center of a royal scandal. With the king and queen informed of her pregnancy, tradition dictates that a royal child must not be born outside the royal home or out of wedlock. The queen, fueled by her friendship with Georgiana, conspires to have the baby aborted, while the king proposes a union between his son and the young maid. As tensions rise, Amelia must navigate the treacherous landscape of palace politics, where her very existence threatens to upend the royal family's reputation. Will she find a way to reclaim her rightful place, or will the forces against her silence her forever?

Vlas Windsor vive en tranquilidad en su reino natal, Remia... Con una alta posición en la sociedad, fama, dinero, influencia y reconocimiento, se considera feliz, mayormente recordando que siempre se encuentra acompañado de sus mejores amigas: Zenda y Kora Allen. Quizás su vida parecía demasiado perfecta para ser real, pero en realidad había únicamente una cosa que lo atormentaba desde aquella fría noche que tuvo lugar diez años atrás... Esas pérdidas que lo marcaron para siempre. Rhys Windsor reside en Fons, acompañado de su hermosa esposa, Lara Harch, y de la hija adoptiva de ambos, la joven Leah Foster, además de otras personas que conoció en su recorrido por el mundo en el transcurso de unos largos diez años; a quienes terminó por tomarle mucho cariño. Con la idea de protegerlos y darles felicidad tiene sólo un propósito en su cabeza... Acabar con su padre de una vez por todas. Pero aunque parezca algo simple para él y todas sus hazañas logradas, se torna complicado cuando los fantasmas del pasado reaparecen y debe cumplir esa promesa que parecía haberse roto hacía demasiado tiempo, volver a por su hermano y su madre a su hogar, Remia, temiendo que el dolor por aquella fría noche que tuvo lugar diez años atrás todavía siguiera latente. Luego de esa repentina caída de asteroides en Remia todo cambia para los hermanos Windsor. Rhys regresa a Remia dispuesto a acabar con la tragedia en su familia para siempre, y la vida de Vlas da un giro inesperado dejando a su destino esperando por él... Con esa decisión que lo torturará por lo que dure su vida. Quizás el talento y la estirpe Di Rem-Windsor fueron su mayor perdición, pero poder superar los obstáculos que hicieron presencia en sus vidas a causa de sus inevitables destinos es el impulso que los hace seguir adelante... Lo único que desean es no ceder ante aquello que siempre despreciaron, y que al final, les terminó quitando todo...

In the confines of a tiny 0.75-gallon terrarium, a fragile and vibrant ecosystem unfolds. Beneath the cover of bark and the shade of a fading clover plant, Mossback, a newly hatched isopod, embarks on a life of survival, exploration, and quiet resilience. From his first tentative steps in the moss patch to his encounters with dominant rivals, fleeting alliances, and the ever-busy springtails, Mossback navigates a world where every droplet of water and every shred of decaying plant matter is a lifeline. Over time, he learns that life within the terrarium is as beautiful as it is unforgiving—a delicate balance of growth and decay, survival and loss. As the terrarium changes, Mossback grows older, witnessing the slow decline of the ecosystem’s most powerful inhabitants and the rise of new life from the remnants of the old. Through his journey, the story reflects on the fleeting nature of existence and the cyclical patterns of life, reminding us that even in the smallest, most overlooked corners of the world, the same struggles and triumphs echo. "A Fragile World" is a poignant and scientifically grounded narrative that captures the beauty and impermanence of life, exploring themes of survival, mortality, and the interconnectedness of all living things. It is a story that will leave readers marveling at the complexity of even the tiniest ecosystems and pondering their own place in the grander scheme of life.

Penny is an excitable five year old on a trip to a beautiful forest cabin with her family. She stumbles across a field of flowers in the forest and sees a black rabbit with white patches of fur. All is as should be...or is it?

Eve Windsor had suffered the heartbreak of two miscarriages in her three years of marriage with her cheating husband- Nathan Hathorne. Her loveless marriage led her to file a divorce after 3 years but her husband refused to sign it. Instead, he told her the truth behind their marriage that only shattered her heart. So, Eve decided to take on a solo trip to her hometown, not knowing a dark gaze was following her all along. Vincent Marotti. Heir to the notorious Marotti Empire, Vincent is a man trained to thrive in a world of darkness and deceit. What happens when her supposed solo trip turns into a sexiest, steamiest one night stand with him and she later discovers being pregnant with his child? As her heart begins to open once again, she faces the most difficult choice: to stay trapped in the gilded cage of her broken marriage, or risk everything for a future with Vincent—knowing full well that she could lose more than just her heart. In a world teeming with high-stakes power, betrayal, and deception, the most dangerous game is falling in love with the wrong man. But what if the wrong man feels like the only one who’s ever been right?