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Ava Blanton was a condemned criminal, later the unwitting vessel for a botched transmigration that had left her consciousness welded with fragmented memories of an unknown Earth woman. Their minds imperfectly combined, Ava battled an identity crisis. Emotions, desires, and experiences that were both native and foreign flitted through her mind. Torn between two imperfect lives, Ava faced higher states of psychological turmoil in which she couldn't quite be sure where one self ended and another started.

Unfelt Words, Unfelt Love follows the journey of Nat, an introverted young woman who has experienced profound trauma and struggle but remains determined to achieve her goal of becoming a police officer. Raised in a family where strict discipline is enforced, Nat is forced to balance her academic aspirations with her passion for sports. After a traumatic childhood experience and the loss of her great grandfather, Nat’s life becomes even more challenging when her parents move her to a village school where she is expected to follow a path she never envisioned. Despite her love for computers, she is steered into commerce by her parents and school, leaving her to navigate a world that constantly challenges her identity and dreams. Alongside the pressures of school, she is burdened with responsibilities at home, all while grappling with the lasting effects of her past. As Nat meets new people and forms close bonds with her best friend Sina and her childhood companion Gade, she must confront her own emotions, heal from past wounds, and discover the courage to stand up for herself, her dreams, and her self-worth. The novel explores themes of trauma, resilience, personal growth, and the complexities of love and friendship, particularly in the context of a young woman's pursuit of her dreams amidst hardship.

If wisdom was a course taught in schools, trust me, it would be the most extensive and expensive course ever. But nah... it has nothing to do with IQ or being smart. It is rather more of spiritual than natural.

What is a thief? Where are the lines of good or evil drawn? In a cruel world like this, the answer is never that simple. Amid the people of Vagis, a youthful and fame hungry Kassius Moore grew up preparing for his future as he strives to reach the top of the world in a way not everyone does; by stealing. The fortune gained is magnificent, the infamy is extraordinary but the cost is immense. Will Kassius be able to reach the top and attain his goal, or will he fall victim to the fate of many other thieves before him?

Shiva was a 28-year-old teenager who died in a car crash and was reborn with the power of Ghost Rider in the Twilight and TVD (The Vampire Diaries) world. . . . Arthur's Note: My grammar may not be the best, but I'm working on improving it. I don't own any of the characters, only my original character (OC). I would appreciate feedback and support if you enjoy the story. I will be updating it three to four days a week.

Amanda thought she was born this way, to be betrayed, and end up like a fool who doesn't know what it is to live like a powerful person. She only dreamed of living a simple life with Edmund, her fiancée. However, she didn't expect to be betrayed by someone she'd loved. She's lost everything but the precious ring her mother had given her. Knowing she couldn't let them have their way, she swallowed the ring before plunging to her death. However, she didn't expect to wake up in her room after her death. As she continues, she will be facing the same plot of her life. However, she will change it into a brand new life. But, as she goes on turning the tables. She will be encountering unexpected events that will make her change.

Ye Xiao transmigrated into a world that combined several books, becoming the true heiress who was finally found. She thought she would finally have good days ahead. But it turned out, the Ye Family were all antagonists! Thankfully, she had a golden finger that could modify the plot. The elder brother's fiancee was pregnant with someone else's child, and married him under duress. Seven years later, her genius son found his real father, and in pursuit of a family reunion, drove the elder brother to suicide. This time. The heroine said tearfully, "I really do like you." Just add a word. The heroine said tearfully, "I really do like your money." The second brother was a god-like actor, pursued by an innocent young actress. However, the jealous patron behind the innocent actress flew into a rage and ruined the second brother's life. The innocent actress weakly fell into the second brother's arms. Just change one word. The innocent actress weakly bounced into the second brother's arms. Everyone was stunned. A three-meter jump on the spot, the Olympics welcome you. The third brother was a god in E-sports, with an assistant who was a klutzy sweet fool, always causing trouble. Eventually, she caused a huge disaster, and when the third brother fired her in a rage, he was accused of being cold and heartless by everyone. The klutzy sweet fool blinked her big eyes: "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it." Remove a word. The klutzy sweet fool blinked her big eyes: "I'm sorry. I really did mean it." Ye Xiao herself fared even worse, constantly being humiliated by the fake heiress and her bratty boyfriend, ending up in a miserable state. This time. The male lead walked up to her with a knife. Just change to. The male lead knelt down in front of her with a knife. Start by kneeling and repenting properly! As she modified the story, the fate of the whole family of villains changed, and she, too, became the super beloved of the family.

Yang Gang accidentally became the imposter heir to a wealthy family, with a beautiful older sister and a twin younger sister at home...

In a World were the strong make and break the rules, how are the weak and upcoming cultivators survive?. Are they to bow and summit to greater power? or fight for the own destiny? "These worlds and these people will burn, l will burn it all up" Raiel Said. Warning alert. It's a slow pace novel but l guarantee you won't regret reading it.. Secondly, English is not my first language, so if you notice any incorrect or misuse of words or sentences, please feel free to point it out, l promise l will better myself...

Following the urge for a better life Yani a 22 year-old girl lives her hometown to the city of Las vegas She fines herself in a situation she's not able to tell a word to anything that breathes Let's see what the future holds for her

Mike is a unique man whose intention is purely to have women around. He first had a love engagement with Sheila before they parted ways. The reason was breaking up with sheila was due to his infidelity character. Sheila moves on and gets married immediately. Three months later, Mike tries to reach out to Sheila, a move that almost destabilized the marriage. Out of frustrations, Mike contacts Sasha, a lady he had met the previous day on the street. He categorically makes a request for a visit to her home, which she accepted willingly. On arrival, Mike realizes that Sasha is too different from Sheila, she can't event take part in house chores. The circumstance forced Sasha to have a sleep at Mike's place. Mike is called by a friend at midnight and he complies to attend a night party, leaving Sasha behind. At the party, Mike meets a lady who eventually got glued to him, making a hard decision to marry her. He hides the lady, Praxidis at the friends place and goes to see Sasha off only to find Sasha relaxed. Realizing that Sasha was there to stay, he avoids his friend Brian who had offered to host his lady, praxidis for a while. Life in marriage was not smooth as usual. Occasionally with challenges that he dealt with carefully so as to keep their marriage going. Sasha, the wife was so dramatic, a day could barely end without confronting the husband. Meanwhile, Brian eventually is forced to marry Praxidis,

In the believer's heart, Faith and Patience alongside other friends must overcome the enemies of the WORD

Sasha is a beautiful lady from a humble background. He gets married to Mike, a poor man who lived below the poverty level, only to realize later that he was a very wealthy stateman. Initially, Sasha used to sell fruits as a hawker to help her fruit spouse take care of the family. When Sasha realized the true potential wealth of her husband, she questioned him, claiming to suffer in the streets of the city, yet he had money. Mike later engaged in a love affair with a certain lady, whom Sasha knew very well. This brought a disagreement between them, escalating the matter to an eventual divorce. Sasha was left with nothing at all, only a child to suffer in the streets of N. During the signing of the divorce document, the District Commissioner who spearheaded the divorce exercise noticed her. He seemed to love her at first sight, comforting her as she cried tirelessly at his office. The District Commissioner, Mr. R made a quick advancement, which was accepted. Sasha must have been desperate. They agreed and lived casually as husband and wife; Sasha now lived with a second husband who was very rich. Mike came back with the intention of ruining his ex-wife's relationship now thriving well.

Loosely based on the history of Song Dynasty, To Rule in a Turbulent World tells the story of You Miao—the dandy son of a merchant who climbed his way to the very top from rock bottom. We witness the history of a nation, from prosperity to decline, to a new order. Peace, war, internal strife; You Miao has lived through it all—but not without his loyal Quanrong s*ave-turned-husband, Li Zhifeng. Theirs is a story of undying devotion that combats racial boundaries in a time when the ethnic tribes of the north clashed with the Han empire. Together, they ruled the world! (Behind the scenes, of course.) The epic continues its song, and as tides rise and fall, the most beautiful moonlight of the great desert is yet to come… I do not own the rights to this novel, as I am only the translator. Sole rights belong to the authors and publishers Author(s) Fei Tian Ye Xiang Gu Xue Rou 非天夜翔 顾雪柔

So who are you? Ask Adam to a person who communicate with him with this strange looking device? *smirk* I am- the picture don't belong to me and also the anime that i will use is not belong to me

Este livro é totalmente fictício; sua história é baseada nos tempos modernos, onde nossos heróis lutam para salvar o mundo de uma grande escuridão que aos poucos devasta a terra. O livro se passa no ano de 2040, onde casos misteriosos de pessoas desaparecidas e mortes inexplicáveis estão ocorrendo a toda hora. Agora, o mundo pede ajuda para nossos heróis, que podem livrar o mal do nosso mundo. Dedico este livro a mim, à minha imaginação e a todos que são próximos na minha vida, e também dedico para vocês, leitores. Agradeço a todos que leram o meu livro; fico muito contente por terem utilizado o tempo de vocês para lerem justo o meu livro. Muito obrigado.

In a world where unspoken truths can weigh heavier than mountains, no one ever warned me about the danger of words left unsaid. I always thought I could handle it—breaking my heart seemed easier than breaking my mind, after all. But it turns out, the mind is a far more dangerous place than the heart. It doesn’t heal quickly, and it doesn’t forget. What happens when you leave words hanging in the air is that they start to fill every empty space, crowding out anything else, leaving only the residue of missed opportunities and what-ifs. My journal sat in front of me now, filled with everything I’d never said. All the words that could have changed something, anything. It was strange, how it felt so much easier to discard an entire journey than it did to let go of a single glance from yesterday. The words I left behind felt heavier than the pages I wrote them on. I didn’t even know why I kept writing anymore—maybe because it was the only place where I could finally speak, even if no one would ever read it. The reality of not saying things, of keeping my feelings buried, left a deeper scar than any conversation I never had. But what could I do? It’s not like the words would ever come, not now. What was left were the possibilities—the ones that never had a chance to come to life. A life where we could have made different choices, said the things we were too scared to say. But the past is a cruel thing to hang onto. It taunts you with the “what could have been” but never gives you any answers. And so, I sat there, sighing as I thought about how this was all I could do—curse the world, blame myself, and wonder if maybe there was something I could have changed. Maybe I could’ve found a way to let him know how I felt. Maybe I could’ve found the courage to stop pretending. But now, I was just left to face the weight of silence, and it felt as heavy as the words I could never speak. I thought I could be fine, that time would wash it all away—just move on, I told myself. But the more I tried, the more I found myself tangled in a web of thoughts that didn’t make sense. The days and nights we spent together were now just memories—snippets of laughter, quiet moments, little glances exchanged in the middle of the chaos, all trapped in the space between the confusion and the comfort of what used to be. I looked back, trying to make sense of it all, but it was like trying to hold water in my hands. The harder I tried, the more it slipped through my fingers. I regard all of us, how we all fall into this trap—how we’re all just people, trying to navigate this world with the hope that someone might catch us, that someone might finally understand what we didn’t say. Maybe we all end up here, stuck in the mess of things we wanted to say, but never did. And at the end of the day, there’s no one to blame but ourselves. We’re the ones who held back, who kept our truths hidden, all for the sake of protection, or pride, or fear. It’s easy to blame the world for the things that go wrong, but in the end, we’re the ones who let it go unspoken. And maybe that’s the hardest part—learning that we were the ones who stood in our own way.

Since I was a child, I always admired characters who moves within the shadows. They aren't the protagonist, nor the antagonist of the story. They can be considered a really important character who will barely appear on the whole series, but their presence itself are so mysterious and relevant to the overarching and jumbled arc of the characters.

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Lucas Mark, whose old name was "Hades, the Dark Monarch," is a former soldier who now works in the high-stakes world of business power. People who were afraid of my power forced me to quit early, so I went back home. When I got a job offer at Prospera Corporation, I was thrown back into danger. I met Amelia Marco there. She is the smart, persistent CEO who guards her business and her heart with equal vigilance. When I find Amelia poisoned in her office, I know that her life and her business are in grave danger. She is in even more danger now that you have saved her, because people are attacking her home and life. We were both surprised when we were forced to go to a public event. It was meant to boost her reputation and buy us time while we look for the mysterious person who is planning her downfall. But the more time I spend with her, the more difficult it is to separate the act from how I feel about her. Amelia is strong and driven, but she is also becoming more and more fragile because of lies and betrayals she can't get away from at every corner. Every turn shows how deep the plots go and how badly her enemies want her to fail as they deal with corporate spying, break-ins, and constant threats. But when I find that one of her closest friends has been hurting her from within, I understand the stakes are higher than we ever expected. In our final battle with her betrayers, just when I think we’ve finally won, a new threat appears, one we never saw coming. And as I stand beside her, I can’t help but wonder: will my loyalty be enough to keep us both alive, or has our trust come too late?