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Check out the latest chapters on P@treon with two chapters every day. You can copy the link from the bio. [Gunfight + Case Solving + Decisive Killing] A scavenger in the gray world becomes a sunny Los Angeles detective. How nice it is to live in the sun? Locke stands under the Hollywood landmark, looking at the bikini beauties on Santa Monica Beach. He pushes up his sunglasses. From now on, Los Santos will be protected by him… Ps: There is no extraordinary, but there is a dark world that we ordinary people cannot touch, including killers, mysterious organizations, and various bizarre cases…

This book’s full title is: “Murderous AI: That Time I Got Kidnapped to the Future and My Suit Solves Everything With Explosions” Christopher “Chris” Cross never expected much from his night out in Chicago—until he picked up a pair of sleek, high-tech sunglasses in an old gaming lounge. One bad decision later, he finds himself kidnapped into the distant future, permanently bonded to a sentient A.I. battle suit with an unhealthy obsession with destruction. Now stranded in a world where humanity rules the stars, corporate-backed militaries wage endless wars, and advanced technology is as dangerous as the people who wield it, Chris has a few pressing concerns: • He has no way back home, and his new A.I. co-pilot thinks ‘diplomacy’ is just another word for ‘missile strike’. • The suit he’s wearing is an outdated experimental relic, but somehow, it’s more advanced than anything in this era. • R.A.G.E. wants to solve every problem with overwhelming firepower and keeps offering unsolicited ‘explosion-based’ solutions to everyday situations. • By sheer accident, Chris prevents the assassination of a high-ranking military official, putting himself on the radar of powerful factions—and making enemies he didn’t ask for. With shadowy organizations watching him, dangerous figures hunting him, and an A.I. constantly trying to escalate every situation into a full-scale war, Chris has no choice but to adapt—or die trying. But in a galaxy where power determines survival, he’s quickly learning that controlling R.A.G.E. isn’t just about keeping himself alive. It might just decide the future itself. *** This work will be participating in the 2025 Spirity Awards. Upload schedule: Every Tuesday and Wednesday with a minimum of 4ch/week (I’m a working man. My apologies, readers.) 500 Power Stones/week= 1 extra chp every week for the first three months. First 20 reviews = 1 extra chapter a week for the month. Every 50 golden tickets gifted (when contracted) will unlock a chapter designated at 1 coin for the first three months after being contracted and going premium. (Applies to privilege as well.) That is all. Thank you for reading and don’t forget to add to your library and comment while reading. It motivates me.

Somewhere in the depths of space… An object pulsed faintly, radiating light—yet at the same time, it seemed to absorb it. Its size was impossible to measure, as if its very existence defied the laws of reality. Anything that approached—asteroids, stars, even light itself—was consumed without a trace, disappearing into the void. If one were to observe closely, they would see the fabric of space twisting and distorting around it, yet somehow appearing stable—as if reality itself were an illusion.  Its rough, circular shape resembled what humans might call a black hole—though whether that truly defined its nature was a question beyond understanding. Its location? Fortunately for humankind, it was nowhere near the Milky Way galaxy. Suddenly, a streak of white and gold light erupted from the black hole's center, cutting through the darkness with blinding speed. It shot into the depths of space, with no sign of slowing or changing course. Its destination? Unknown.

Somewhere in the depths of space… An object pulsed faintly, radiating light—yet at the same time, it seemed to absorb it. Its size was impossible to measure, as if its very existence defied the laws of reality. Anything that approached—asteroids, stars, even light itself—was consumed without a trace, disappearing into the void. If one were to observe closely, they would see the fabric of space twisting and distorting around it, yet somehow appearing stable—as if reality itself were an illusion.  Its rough, circular shape resembled what humans might call a black hole—though whether that truly defined its nature was a question beyond understanding. Its location? Fortunately for humankind, it was nowhere near the Milky Way galaxy. Suddenly, a streak of white and gold light erupted from the black hole's center, cutting through the darkness with blinding speed. It shot into the depths of space, with no sign of slowing or changing course. Its destination? Unknown.

Somewhere in the depths of space… An object pulsed faintly, radiating light—yet at the same time, it seemed to absorb it. Its size was impossible to measure, as if its very existence defied the laws of reality. Anything that approached—asteroids, stars, even light itself—was consumed without a trace, disappearing into the void. If one were to observe closely, they would see the fabric of space twisting and distorting around it, yet somehow appearing stable—as if reality itself were an illusion.  Its rough, circular shape resembled what humans might call a black hole—though whether that truly defined its nature was a question beyond understanding. Its location? Fortunately for humankind, it was nowhere near the Milky Way galaxy. Suddenly, a streak of white and gold light erupted from the black hole's center, cutting through the darkness with blinding speed. It shot into the depths of space, with no sign of slowing or changing course. Its destination? Unknown.

Somewhere in the depths of space… An object pulsed faintly, radiating light—yet at the same time, it seemed to absorb it. Its size was impossible to measure, as if its very existence defied the laws of reality. Anything that approached—asteroids, stars, even light itself—was consumed without a trace, disappearing into the void. If one were to observe closely, they would see the fabric of space twisting and distorting around it, yet somehow appearing stable—as if reality itself were an illusion.  Its rough, circular shape resembled what humans might call a black hole—though whether that truly defined its nature was a question beyond understanding. Its location? Fortunately for humankind, it was nowhere near the Milky Way galaxy. Suddenly, a streak of white and gold light erupted from the black hole's center, cutting through the darkness with blinding speed. It shot into the depths of space, with no sign of slowing or changing course. Its destination? Unknown.

Somewhere in the depths of space… An object pulsed faintly, radiating light—yet at the same time, it seemed to absorb it. Its size was impossible to measure, as if its very existence defied the laws of reality. Anything that approached—asteroids, stars, even light itself—was consumed without a trace, disappearing into the void. If one were to observe closely, they would see the fabric of space twisting and distorting around it, yet somehow appearing stable—as if reality itself were an illusion.  Its rough, circular shape resembled what humans might call a black hole—though whether that truly defined its nature was a question beyond understanding. Its location? Fortunately for humankind, it was nowhere near the Milky Way galaxy. Suddenly, a streak of white and gold light erupted from the black hole's center, cutting through the darkness with blinding speed. It shot into the depths of space, with no sign of slowing or changing course. Its destination? Unknown.

Somewhere in the depths of space… An object pulsed faintly, radiating light—yet at the same time, it seemed to absorb it. Its size was impossible to measure, as if its very existence defied the laws of reality. Anything that approached—asteroids, stars, even light itself—was consumed without a trace, disappearing into the void. If one were to observe closely, they would see the fabric of space twisting and distorting around it, yet somehow appearing stable—as if reality itself were an illusion.  Its rough, circular shape resembled what humans might call a black hole—though whether that truly defined its nature was a question beyond understanding. Its location? Fortunately for humankind, it was nowhere near the Milky Way galaxy. Suddenly, a streak of white and gold light erupted from the black hole's center, cutting through the darkness with blinding speed. It shot into the depths of space, with no sign of slowing or changing course. Its destination? Unknown.

Somewhere in the depths of space… An object pulsed faintly, radiating light—yet at the same time, it seemed to absorb it. Its size was impossible to measure, as if its very existence defied the laws of reality. Anything that approached—asteroids, stars, even light itself—was consumed without a trace, disappearing into the void. If one were to observe closely, they would see the fabric of space twisting and distorting around it, yet somehow appearing stable—as if reality itself were an illusion.  Its rough, circular shape resembled what humans might call a black hole—though whether that truly defined its nature was a question beyond understanding. Its location? Fortunately for humankind, it was nowhere near the Milky Way galaxy. Suddenly, a streak of white and gold light erupted from the black hole's center, cutting through the darkness with blinding speed. It shot into the depths of space, with no sign of slowing or changing course. Its destination? Unknown.

In a world where memories are no longer private and reality bends with the will of the mind, Aaryan Vel, a philosophy student, awakens from a coma into a city veiled in ash, silence, and half-remembered ruins. But the city remembers too much—and not all of it is real. Plagued by visions of ghost-like doppelgängers and haunted by whispered fragments of a past that never fully existed, Aaryan stumbles upon a disturbing truth: the world he inhabits may be a beautifully constructed lie, a neuro-illusion engineered to cage the pain of a dying civilization. The people around him—each lost in their own circular truths—seem less like survivors and more like dreamers who’ve forgotten they are asleep. Guided by Mira, a blind painter who paints only the future, and Dr. Rahil, a neuropsychologist studying the unraveling minds of “awakened” citizens, Aaryan begins to dig into the buried codes of the city’s illusion—something known only as The Reflection. It is a phenomenon that distorts perception, unroots memory, and ultimately shatters the mind’s fragile grip on what is true. As reality fractures further, Aaryan must face a harrowing choice: accept a comforting lie that preserves meaning, or destroy the illusion and confront a reality that may be uninhabitable, even unrecognizable. A tale that blurs the line between memory and madness, illusion and identity, The Mirror of Silent Minds is a profound exploration of what it means to be—when even truth itself can be manufactured.

Ex-con Sam's personal Savior Code: 1.Face fear. 2.Never give up. 3.Keep booze and smokes stocked... 4.And always wear sunglasses when looking cool or checking out the ladies. Sentenced to 25 years, Sam didn't expect a second chance—especially not one delivered by a mysterious [Savior System]. Now, he must earn Hope Points by averting disaster and crushing despair to grow stronger, gaining access to that world's unique Exchange List upon survival. He'll be thrown across dimensions, forced into different roles, facing everything from sci-fi apocalypses and magical wastelands to zombie hordes and demonic legions. Running isn't an option; failure means facing a punishment far worse than death. Endless horrors await... but so does the chance to become the biggest asshole savior and utterly crush despair wherever he finds it! What You Can Expect: Constant world-hopping and changing roles. Over 10,000 words updated weekly. Thrilling crises and terrifying enemies. Always something exciting.

Si Carlo de Luna ay isang 25 taong gulang na lalaking mestizong may dugong Kastila at Cebuano. Siya ay may taas na 5’5” na may matipuno ngunit karaniwang pangangatawan. Tinatawag siyang "Dumagat” dahil siya ay nagmula sa baybaying-dagat ng Zamboanga del Sur. Tuwid ang kanyang buhok, may suot na salamin sa mata na nagpapahiwatig ng kanyang henyo sa agham at matematika, subalit madalas niyang itinatago ang talino sa likod ng isang simpleng imahe—isang tipikal na gangster na nakasuot ng karaniwang damit at may sunglasses para hindi mahalata ang kanyang tunay na kakayahan bilang guro at tagapagtanggol ng bayan. Bilang isang overpowered na tao, si Carlo ay matapang, matalino, masayahin, at may matibay na political will. Mahilig siyang makipagkompetensiya, lalo na sa larangan ng agham at sining ng pakikipaglaban. Sa kabila ng kanyang lakas at talino, may malaking takot siya sa pagkawala ng mga mahal niya sa buhay at ng kanyang bayan—isang kahinaan na nagbibigay lalim sa kanyang pagkatao. Mahilig siyang magbasa, mag-imbento, magsanay sa agimat, at madalas siyang nagkakape at naninigarilyo bilang bahagi ng kanyang araw-araw na gawain. Si Carlo ay nagmula sa Zamboanga del Sur at dumayo sa Bukidnon upang tuparin ang kanyang misyon na lipulin ang mga aswang na sumisira sa katahimikan ng mga tribo. Bago pa man niya natuklasan ang kanyang tunay na kapalaran, ninanais niyang magkaroon ng isang normal na buhay bilang guro at lider ng Quantum Gang — isang samahan na lumalaban sa mga masasamang tao gamit ang pinaghalong makabago at makalumang teknolohiya. Ngunit nagbago ang lahat nang matuklasan niya ang kanyang pagka-Tagapagmana ng Liwanag, isang natatanging tagapagligtas na pinapangalagaan ng mga sinaunang diyos at espiritu. Bilang henyo sa matematika at agham, mahusay siyang lider ng Quantum Gang dahil sa kanyang kasanayan sa Khali at Aikido, at may kakayahan ding magturo ng edukasyon. Ang kanyang mga armas ay mga modernong pluma at papel na ginagamit sa pagsulat at pagbigkas ng mga Latin na orasyon na minana mula sa kanyang lolo na isang Kastilang dalubhasa sa sinaunang mahika. May dalang whip na gawa sa metal na tila pangil ng kidlat ng dragon, na mana naman niya sa kanyang lola na Cebuana. Bukod dito, nagdadala siya ng mga mutya ng hangin, tubig, apoy, at kalikasan, pati na rin mga makabagong gadgets tulad ng cellphone, tablet, at locator na tumutulong sa pagtunton ng mga kampon ng kadiliman. Isang mahiwagang clay pot din ang kanyang gamit sa pagluluto ng mga pildoras para pampalakas at pampagaling ng sugat. Walang kahinaan si Carlo sa tradisyunal na pakahulugan—isang tunay na overpowered na bida. Sa kanyang buhay, malapit siya sa kanyang mga magulang—si Pedro de Luna, isang disiplinadong mandirigma at eksperto sa Kali at Aikido; si Maria Dimapili, isang guro ng panitikan at tagapangalaga ng kultura; at sa kanilang mga ninuno—si Miguel de Luna, ang dalubhasa sa Latin na orasyon na nagsisilbing gabay, at si Clara Dimapili, ang makapangyarihang babaylan na tagapangalaga ng kidlat at kalikasan. Pinagpapalakas siya ng kanilang mga aral at espiritwal na legacy, na nakaugat sa mga diyos ng kidlat gaya ni Magwayen. Bilang asawa ng limang makapangyarihang babae mula sa limang elemental tribes ng Mindanao, pinangangalagaan ni Carlo ang balanse ng kalikasan at kapangyarihan. Kabilang dito si Dayang Laya Binhi, healer mula sa Nature Tribe na may kaalaman sa herbal medicine at bio-spiritual healing; si Alunsina Daligdig, mandirigma ng Fire Tribe na eksperto sa apoy at tribong pakikidigma; si Bulan Sadsad, tank ng Earth Tribe na bihasa sa mountain warfare; si Amihanan “Mia” Salakay, assassin ng Wind Tribe na eksperto sa stealth at aeromancy; at si Ligaya Panubig, marksman ng Water Tribe na may husay sa hydro-pressure ballistics. Pinangungunahan niya ang kanilang limang mentor na pinagsama-sama sa pangunguna ni Datu Kidlat-an, ang tagapamagitan ng mga tribo, upang labanan ang panganib mula kay Datu Silab–Itim, ang Punong Itim ng Kadiliman.

SYNOPSIS : They say power runs in blood, but so does pain. Elizabeth Ashford was born with everything—wealth, beauty, legacy. But the moment she came into the world, her mother left it. Then her grandparents were taken by a car crash, and the only person she had left—her father—slowly vanished behind boardroom doors and corporate burdens. Night after night, she waited at the dinner table with a tiny plate and wide eyes. But "next time" never came. Now at 21, she’s the future of the Ashford Conglomerate and a top student at the prestigious Valcrest University. Cold, graceful, untouchable. Her heart, once soft and full of hope, has turned to ice. Because she learned the hard way—depending on someone only leaves you alone in the end. But ice can crack. Especially when fire walks in with a smirk. Niklaus Devilson isn’t just another elite. He's the heir to the Ebon Court, the secret organization that controls the underworld—politics, mercenaries, medicine, hacking, science. A living ghost. Feared by nations. Worshipped in shadows. Known only by his alias: Mr. X. With snow-white hair, electric blue eyes, and a wicked grin, Nik is chaos in silk. A genius hacker. A master fighter. A playful storm wrapped in charm. Mischievous, unpredictable, and fiercely protective of those he loves. He lives to break rules—until he meets the one girl he can’t crack. She's ice. He's wildfire. And when their worlds collide, the game begins. EXCERPT : The grand gates of Valcrest University swung open with their usual drama, letting in the rich, the brilliant, and the obnoxiously fashionable. Elizabeth Ashford walked through like she owned the place—because, well, she kinda did. Long silver-blonde hair flowing, grey eyes sharp enough to slice egos in half. Her heels clacked like warning bells, and students parted like the Red Sea. Until someone didn’t. WHAM. A coffee cup went flying. She froze. A soft "Ow" followed. “I’m alive,” a voice groaned dramatically from the floor. “But my coffee’s dead. Rest in peace, Mocha Supreme.” Elizabeth looked down at the sprawled body in front of her—a tall guy with ridiculous white hair, sunglasses pushed up to his forehead, and the most annoyingly amused smile she’d ever seen. Niklaus Devilson. He blinked up at her from the marble floor. “Wow. Are you always this… aggressive on first dates, or am I just special?” She narrowed her eyes. “You walked into me.” He gasped, placing a hand on his heart like she’d insulted his ancestors. “You walked into me, Ice Queen. With malicious elegance.” A soft snort escaped her. Unfortunately. Nik sat up like he’d been struck by lightning. “Oh my god. You laughed. Was that a laugh? Should I call a doctor? Or my lawyer?” Elizabeth crossed her arms. “It was a nose exhale. Don’t get excited.” He stood up, leaned in, and whispered dramatically, “Too late. I’m emotionally invested.” She blinked once. “Seek therapy.” He grinned. “I would, but apparently you’re not taking new patients.” As he strolled away with a wink and no dignity, Elizabeth stood still for a second longer than necessary. Her lips twitched. Just a twitch. Maybe today wouldn't be so boring after all.

What’s it like having a loud, annoying, and violent little girl by your side? Calvin experienced it once and never wants to go through it again! But Calvin had terrible grades, and to keep him from failing, the counselor assigned the top student, Charlotte, to tutor him and even made her sit next to him to supervise his studying. Charlotte found it troublesome, but when she saw Calvin’s face, she giggled and agreed! Just as Charlotte was scolding Calvin for being useless and acting all superior while teaching him, a strange global event hit, everyone suddenly began a survival game in circular cubes! The game started with only a 1×1 cube! People were crammed together back to back, and survival relied entirely on fishing. Pairings were based on social relationship data, and Calvin couldn’t believe he was matched with this rude, hyperactive little brat! Before the event, Charlotte constantly lorded over Calvin. After the event began, she still wanted to keep that attitude but she soon realized Calvin had gained an incredible talent. Calvin was hopeless at survival, so they were forced to sit back to back on a tiny cube, struggling to survive without any stacking games. Charlotte: “Calvin, I’m hungry.” Calvin: “Me too.” Charlotte: “Calvin, I need to use the bathroom…” Calvin: “…”

Eirian Vale was the legend no one knew. An anonymous prodigy in the world of competitive FPS games, she dominated the leaderboards and just walked away with the grand prize of the Terminal Apex Championship—ten million dollars now sitting pretty in her bank account. That is, until she tripped on a bag of frozen dumplings, hit her head on a table, and died. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself in a sleek, neon-lit forest where glowing birds perch on magical power lines, and demons wear sunglasses. A voice—casual and awkward—descends from the sky: "Uh… sorry, we killed the wrong person." As compensation, the mysterious voice uploads her tournament stats directly into her body. Reflexes, aim, reaction time? All maxed out. Her gun? A laughable rusted relic that jams every third shot. With no quest, no guide, and only her half-baked sarcasm to carry her, Eirian must survive this monster-ridden modern fantasy world where the rules of reality bend like rubber.

[Backrooms] + [Cunning Survival] + [Exploration] + [Uncharted Levels] + [Plot-Driven] + [No Plot Armor] --- The air hums with the static of flickering yellow lights. Damp carpets reek of mildew underfoot. Walls stretch endlessly in a maddening monotony of sickly beige—a prison of decaying déjà vu. This is the Backrooms. If you’re reckless enough to clip through reality in the wrong places, you’ll end up here. Pray you never hear something shuffling nearby—because if you do, pray it didn’t hear you too. It started in July 2019. A grainy photo posted on an obscure forum, captioned: “Stuck here. Send help.”Replies flooded in. People claimed to have dreamed of this liminal nightmare. Worse—some swore they’d found real-world overlaps: a circular factory in Nara, Japan; fog-choked woods in California; a stretch of Florida coastline… all eerily mirroring the Backrooms’ architecture. Could it be real? I laughed it off—until the day I stumbled into it myself.

A girl named Karin accidentally gets involved in a murder case at her school. It all started when she accidentally found the body of the school janitor behind the warehouse. This piqued her curiosity about what had happened. She still clearly remembers the blood pooling, turning the grass red. The body lay sprawled with several stab wounds. The corpse looked like a small animal, helpless before its predator, dead just like that. Before discovering the body, she crossed paths with a man. A tall man with a mask and dark sunglasses covering his face. The man also wore a hat to cover his hair. His clothes appeared to be layered, and he carried a large bag that seemed very heavy. However, there was something the man could not hide. The clear scent of blood emanating from his body. Karin had a sharp sense of smell and she was certain the odor she detected was blood. Chaos erupted in the school environment. People started forming their own opinions. Karin was the one most affected. She was often questioned about the body she found. People kept asking her to recount the story. At that moment, a new teacher arrived, diverting the attention of the school community. A young teacher with a handsome face that drew everyone's attention. The murder case faded away just like that. The police couldn't find any more clues. When people started to forget, Karin felt something was off. The young teacher looked strange in her eyes. Karin felt that the teacher was constantly watching her. The teacher also had a blacklist that he showed to his students. He said the book was a record for the naughty children. If their offenses exceeded three times, those naughty ones would be punished. That's when the next murder began.

Early in the morning in the airport, a young man slowly stepped out of his private jet. He wore a blue shirt with a black jacket and silver trousers that complimented his physique. He slowly removed his sunglasses revealing his beautiful eyes. His handsome face where that which could bring down a nation. He could be called the gods of beauty. His presence attracted the people in the airport. Some girls started taking pictures of him. He raised his head and looked towards the sky. He smiled revealing his dimples. A sudden evil glint displayed in his eyes and disappeared as if it was an illusion. He looked towards the sky and murmured under his breath " am back my Rosy it is time for beautiful revenge." He entered into the car that came to pick him up ........................... Danvers was devastated watching his loved ones leave him. His once happy family was left broken and empty. The joy he felt was gone and even the remnants of it seem as if it never existed. Danvers the first Son of the first military president of tunisany country, his hero. Watched as his father followed webs of the greed of his friends and died of an assassination. He left the country to save his life from the same culprit that killed his father and that is after his life. He swore to end them and their family painfully. Many years later, he ends up falling in love with the daughter of one of the culprits. What will he do when he finds out? Will he be able to forgive and let go because of his love or will he neglect his own heart and go on with his revenge plans? Will it be the end of their love story? Find out as we journey together in the story of romance, love, betrayal, and revenge ................ Sabel was a beautiful young lady that was given into adoption by her father at the age of three. Haven't grew up in a military environment. When she was eighteen years. She left the place to fulfill her dreams which were to become an actress. Even as a D-list actress, she used almost all her savings to visit her boyfriend and best friend in America to celebrate his birthday and surprise that. After buying the cake. She left for the venue of the set. Even from afar, she could see the silhouette of her boyfriend. She raised her hand to call him but stopped midway. What she saw next left her flabbergasted. She saw her boyfriend kissing and ravishing her best friend beside the shore. She couldn't believe it. She slowly loosen her grip on the cake which made it fall. She shouted and run out of the place. The noise attracted the two making out. They looked at her and run after her. Danvers who was looking at the whole episode sneered. During nightfall, after she cooled down. She crawled into a corner with her luggage. A blue porch car stops beside her "Get into the car." Danvers said Hearing the familiar voice. She lifted her eyebrows 'Where did these handsome god's crawl out from.' she was flabbergasted of what she saw. "Are you getting in or going to stay here and stare all day." he said with a tiny smile on his lips ................................. Note: this novel started from the inauguration of the military president. So don't be confused. I wanted the readers to understand the process of the novel and the reason for the male leads actions . This are the original synopsis and I won't add or remove anything again. Feel to comment on the story . Pls, these novel contains some violence and is rated 18+ . The cover did not belong to me. Please English is not my mother tongue. A mistake may occur.

At that time, I had just lost my job, was so broke I could barely afford food, and the few crumpled bills left in my wallet seemed to be fighting each other. Just then, I spotted a job ad for a hotel doorman with the enticing words: “High pay, easy work, free meals, and lodging!” I felt a surge of excitement—being a doorman? Just standing by the door and greeting people? That’s easy! But on my first day, I realized this place was a total nightmare. Each guest was scarier than the last! Some wore all black with daggers on their belts, others walked in with sunglasses and hats pulled low, and one guy even carried a black bag, from which a few shell casings casually fell out. And wait, what’s up with the blood-soaked guy in a hockey mask…

Riyaan Singh & Aryan Kumar, both are teenage boys, a college students from Silver oak university, died in a traffic accident when a train crashed into the bus they was riding in, they died carrying regret where Riyaan failed to confess to his childhood friend and Aryan failed to win the prize money for orphanage kids, a promise that they worked toward their entire life since their not fulfill their dream. Right before their death a melodic voice of an unknown female echoed in Riyaan and Aryan's head. At the same time ,a huge, circular, geometric pattern of light appears under their body as their conciseness drifts away.

jannie a very hardworking girl is determined to transform her family life after finishing her education. She gets a scholarship to a national school and there meets her love Jayden life runs smooth until they went to university and separate ways. Jayden went abroad but for Jannie went back to her village to study medicine in a small collage. Jannie sat on his lap and slowly started to move her hips in a circular motion, applying more pressure.Jayden called in a very serious tone" Jannie " she acted normal and said ," yes'. The heat from her body was making him loose his self control, and within a blink of an eye he carried her to the bedroom. After closing the bedroom door he pinned her hand above her head and started kissing her softly and with time it got world. Jannie could see Jayden bulge and they were ready to explore each other world. This is memory Jannie is recalling while breast feeding her five months daughter . Will fate lead her and Jayden??!

The Story Is Set In An Alternate Reality Where The Women-Only Participate Competitive Sport Keijo Becomes A Fad In Japan The Rules Of Keijo Are Simple The Match Is Held In A Swimming Pool Dtadium Participants Must Stand A Top Circular Platforms Floating In A Pool Referred To As Land And Fight To Defeat Their Opponents By Knocking Them Off Their Respective Platforms Into The Water Using Only Their Sumo Technique The Sport Attracts Millions Of Viewers Across The Country And Boasts A Lavish Prize Pool This Prompts Many Aspiring Athletes From Different Sports To Try To Succeed In Keijo

Emily is considered a curse by her father, who abandoned her to live alone in the countryside the day she was born. However, when Emily comes of age, her father asks her to marry another man in place of her sister. She fights back but is poisoned by her father and stepmother, leaving her mute and without her wolf. Her fiancé, Alpha Klaus, is said to be nothing more than a head wolf with an empty title, and he's short-tempered and cruel, but is that really the case? "Tell me, why did you run away from your marriage?" Alpha Klaus puffed on his cigarette, sunglasses hiding his face, "Did you not want to marry me because you were afraid of me?" She fled, he chased. Wherever she was, he found her. She was treated like grass by her family, he treated her like a treasure. He sheltered her from the wind and rain and healed her from all her wounds. He took her in his arms, a warm snort in her face, and he whispered in her ear, "Emily, I ask you to think of me every day, just as I miss you." I want the rest of your memories to be with me. " Note: This book deals with adult content, violence and dark magic.

En el planeta Tenria, donde cinco razas coexisten en una frágil armonía, L30, un joven semihumano con habilidades extraordinarias, debe encontrar aliados para enfrentar los problemas que se avecinan. Rumores de una oscuridad creciente, una amenaza ancestral y una profecía olvidada comienzan a circular. ¿Qué secreto esconde el pasado de L30 y su conexión con el destino de Tenria? ¿Podrá reunir a los guerreros necesarios para salvar su hogar y descubrir la verdad sobre su mundo?

In the year 2200, the world had evolved backwards when the existence of humans with superpowers continued to rise in numbers which led to numerous fights that would prove to break nations apart. Now, the circular nation of Aurum is one of the well known countries to have a semi-functioning civilization, composing of six districts. District 6 being the safest and 1 being the complete opposite when a catastrophic incident happened a hundred years ago that rendered majority of its citizens to become grotesquely mutated and driven to madness. The five districts, though each have their own motives and conflicts with the other, all have a shared common goal of making sure that no abominable creatures from District 1 can breach their territories.....as well as to discover the unique and lethal biome of the ruined district. In comes the creation of Iron Maiden Penitentiary, a hidden organization that deals with the most notorious of criminals that are at high risk of being executed or sentenced to life. Iron Maiden Penitentiary offers the convicted criminals of facing imminent execution or having their sentence reduced in exchange for exploring the dangerous prohibited District 1. Not a single batch has returned alive and any records of their findings is lost or destroyed in District 1. Once 30 of the convicted is filled, they are dispatched to the forbidden district, left to fend for themselves with limited supplies and recording equipment. It was either face execution or die trying. Either way, they were all breaching an unforgiving territory that was inhabited by hostile anomalies. Unbeknownst to them, the most dangerous inhabitant of District 1 is ever so ecstatic to have visitors. Althaea simply couldn't wait to become friends with her new guests.

Micheal Yang always seen to have the worst luck. He was born into a poor family and He never really saw either of his parents most of his life growing up because they said they had to work to pay off the family debt. While growing up in east city everybody looked down on him. At school he was always the butt of everyone jokes and the teachers even picked on him. When he was eighteen he hit his low point when his childhood friend and girlfriend dump him for a richer guy. However as he got home he saw that people were packing up his things. "What are you doing this is my house" as he screamed those words two men in black suites approached him. They only asked one question " are you Micheal Yang ?". After he replied yes one of the men took out his phone dialed a number, and handed it to him. As he held the phone to his ear he heard a familiar voice, " Micheal, its your father. I know thing may seem a bit strange but please go with these men. They serve our family". After talking to his father Micheal left with the men. Six years later at the airport a private jet landed, at the tarmac many city and county officials lined up to great the young man coming off the plane. The mayor walked toward the man and bowed. " greetings young master Yang, we have been expecting you arrival for some time". The man took off his sunglasses and look at the city " huh East city it has been a while".

Annabel is lived in a circular mountain with her grandmother who thought her everything she needs to know in a wealthy family hoping for her to fit in her biological parents life when she get recognized anna was disown by her parents when they gave birth to her knowing that she's a curse in the family when she turned 18 her parents told her to come back to the family not knowing that they planned to marry her off to James Weston who will not only betray her by sleeping with her best friend but also ruining with her life what will happen when Anna find out that the family affection she's been longing for, for 18 yers was just a joke in the eye's of the greedy Thomas's family to increase their fame not only did it kill her but later find out they are not her real family who's Annabel's family and why did the Thomas family lied to everyone that anna is their daughter read and find out and don't forget there's also the notorious fourth young master

"Miracles do happen when you are with your best friend!" ---- "She will sleep with me even after your marriage! Do you have a problem with it?" Laura questioned loudly, earning everyone's attention present in that hall. "And we are thinking of even sharing our husband," She continued looking at Ayra who was now whiter than a ghost. When did she agree on such crap? "So, Mister X! Do you accept this buy-one-get-one-free offer?" Laura calmly asked, her eyes sparkling with nothing but mischief, "You have 10 seconds to reply!"  "Ugh ugh." The guy, Ayra's date choked out his drink. "I I," He stammered, as it was just too much for his brain to replicate! "Times up Mister X! Babe, let's go." Grabbing Ayra's hand, Laura got up to leave. And when people thought she was crazy enough to say such words, she stopped in her way and walked back to his seat. Taking the untouched drink she had ordered earlier, she poured it down his head! Gasps and murmurs built a commotion around, but the manager stood behind, not daring to trigger the girl who had this city under her feet. "A wealthy man...." With scorn, Laura continued, "With an octopus-like-physic you would never earn a few bitches to play around. So, Mister Humanly-Octopus, do have plastic surgery before your next date!"  Her words turned him red while people around controlled their laughs. Wearing her sunglasses, she glanced around the room before dragging Ayra out. "What What was that?" Ayra trembled, as they reached the parking. "The act of a Wicked BF saving her Frail Girl-Friend!" Chuckling at her own comment, Laura entered the car. "BF?" Ayra halted, confused and surprised by the turn of events. "Of course, Best Friend darling!" Saying that Laura winked at her and drove off at a high speed. … Disowned by the family, and ditched by her husband who turned out to be a jerk, Ayra Dale is now set to sail alone, to live for her baby that still had to see this world. But what would be the tragedy when she is offered a contract marriage? To be the mother of a 3-year-old cutie pie? Laura Davies a headstrong doctor, the craziest one you will ever meet had everything her heart desired. Wicked and immoral, this heiress ruled the world with her principles. But when the guy she had distanced all her life returns, will she still stick to her plans or open her heart to him?

"What is fate? Are the choices we make considered fate? What determines someone or something's fate? These are the questions our protagonist/MC will ponder throughout his mystical journey. These peculiar events will shape the fate and destiny of both the protagonist and his world, challenging him to protect those he hold dear. His adventures begin with the discovery of the possibility of time travel." *** In the shroud of midnight's deepest darkness, atop the loftiest peak, a spark ignited with sudden brilliance. As the spark intensified, it drew the attention of onlookers. Some were gripped by despair at this unexpected anomaly, while others erupted in joyous celebration. With each crescendo of despair and cheer, the spark burned brighter. Flash, Rumble, and Boom—intense light illuminated the heavens, accompanied by the cacophonous symphony of thunder and lightning. It felt as though doomsday itself was on the doorstep. As the initial shock wore off, people snapped into action, desperately seeking refuge to safeguard their fragile lives. Meanwhile, those who reveled in the chaos reveled even more, finding perverse joy in the despair of others. *** Amidst this unfolding spectacle, the initial spark transformed into a radiant, swiftly rotating circular object, periodically emitting sparks of electricity. As the circular object's rotation gradually decelerated, three silhouettes came into view. The boy, around 17 years old, possessed a sharp visage, handsome features, vantablack hair, and gray eyes that fluctuated in color with his emotions. He tightly held a beautiful girl with soft skin, alluring blood-red eyes, silver-blonde hair, and an hourglass figure. Together, they gazed to their left, where a gorgeous young woman of their age captured the boy's attention. What fascinated him the most were her brown wolf-like ears and a constantly wagging tail, accompanied by a joyful smile on her face. As the radiance of the circular rotating object dimmed, they all found themselves in a heartfelt group hug, reunited in this mystical moment. *** After some time, the three of them resolved to investigate the peculiar situation they found themselves in. While the girls marveled at their surroundings in awe, the boy's attention was drawn to a letter displayed on the control panel of his "Time Machine."

*** A boy who had a tragic life got reincarnated in another world as a Nature Spirit, the weakest variant of fairies. With the new life that was given to him, he will do his best to make it a fulfilling life, by at least surviving in this harsh world that he was reincarnated on. Where every creature could easily kill him, while at the same time climbing his way on top. This is a story about a seemingly harmless and weak creature, but sometimes looks could be deceiving. Hardship often had something in return, but every action has consequences along with it. *** Not all fairies have wings... or tails. Sometimes all you need to have is a glowing circular body to be the strongest. *** Warning: If you came here expecting a Kind/Hero MC you are in the wrong book. I'm not a fan of cinnamon rolls. And no, he is not a pure-hearted person, but also, he is not a killing machine who will kill anything that has life in it. I'm not a fan of robots. If you are not a fan of underhanded or straight-up manipulative MC, leave this book alone. This book is not for everyone. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. ***