Jacket Replay

“I, Alpha Michael Goldline of the Night Fang pack, reject you, Ariana Davids, as my mate.” He said, and my lips parted. I couldn’t say a word. I simply stared into his eyes, watching him, looking into his cold green eyes. Everything faded into the background. All the sounds, faces… everything. All I could see was him, as his words replayed in my head. I, Alpha Michael Goldline… Michael rejected me. In front of everyone. … NightFang pack, reject you… This was our chance. What was he doing? … Ariana Davids as my mate. *** "Rejected by her pack and the boy she loved." Anna thought she'd never find her place in the world. But when a chance encounter with the ruthless Lycan King Luke sparks a passionate romance, she must confront the secrets of her past and the danger of their forbidden love. Amidst war and ancient curses, Anna is torn: will she embrace their destiny together or will their love be torn apart by the very forces that brought them together?

They say Love is blind, but no one is ever truly blind in love. We see everything; we just choose to ignore them because we're scared to move on or start afresh. Twenty-eight years old, Emma Winters has her dreams clearly defined. To have a loving family, a beautiful home, and a stable, fulfilling life. Not only do those dreams come crumbling down when her husband hands her divorce papers just when she tells him she's pregnant, but her pride and dignity are questioned when Jake announces that Emma was unfaithful to him. Emma loses hope in everything she believes in. However, hope comes to her when the enigmatic billionaire Alexander Sterling offers her a way out: A contract marriage to him. Will Emma accept this way out of her predicament even when this savior is none other than her ex-husband's uncle? What happens when she accepts the contract and is only chased back by her ex? Will she return to her once lover, or will she accept her growing feelings for her contract husband? Find out as we unravel Emma's story together! *****Excerpt******** “Why would you help when I was put in this mess by my own husband?” Emma cut in, now crying. “Because your husband is my nephew, and not only do I want to salvage the situation my nephew put you in, I want to escape his plot,” Alex said, and Emma’s heart stopped for a moment, a cold chill running down her spine as she replayed the words in her head. Nephew? His nephew? Jake was this man's... Alex's nephew? She mused, and then the realization of what that meant dawned on her like a crashing wave, knocking the breath from her lungs. Her eyes widened as she stared at him, the shock evident on her face. “Your nephew? You’re Alex Sterling, Jake's uncle?” she asked, unable to believe it herself. Alex nodded, his expression unchanged. “Yes. I'm his uncle,” Alex confirmed, and Emma shook her head.

Author: 기월월(Gi-wol-wol) Description: After clearing the last chapter of the national game wreck I became in-game unnamed supporting character . Impossible to measure and unknown grade EX rank supporting character . DISCLAIMER: Translation isn't mine. It's from Library Key Translations. Support them on official page

Excerpt* As Cian removed his jacket, revealing a serpent-like tattoo on his chest, a chill ran down her spine. “Who sent you?” she asked, her voice quivering as she clutched the sheets tightly around her. Cian smirked, “Which insignificant creature would dare to command me?” Confused, she glanced at the doors, praying for someone to walk in and save her from this dangerous stranger. “Then why are you here?” she managed to ask, her heart pounding in her chest. Cian casually tossed his jacket onto the nearest chair, revealing his muscular chest and the glowing, serpent-like tattoo that coiled around it. “For you, sweetheart,” he replied, his voice deep and seductive. She stared into his piercing, emerald-green eyes, awed by their luminescence. They seemed to pierce right through her, illuminating her heart and igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t quite extinguish. As Cian moved closer, he bent down to look her directly in the eyes, his gaze penetrating. “Marry me,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. She recoiled in horror, pushing his hand away as she tried to back away from him. “Pardon me, my Lord, but I must refuse your offer,” she said, her voice shaking with fear. Cian let out a low, sinister laugh as he pulled off his shirt, revealing the full extent of the tattoo that seemed to writhe and twist on his skin. He crawled onto the bed, pinning her down as he loomed over her. She struggled against him, trying to break free from his grip, but he was too strong. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her skin as he whispered, “Sweetheart, what is mine is mine, and what is yours is mine.” “She froze, her heart racing as she realized the danger she was in and how ridiculously aroused she was getting. Cian, with his piercing gaze and devilish grin, knew exactly what he was doing.

At first, it was just that down jackets were sold out, water pipes burst due to freezing, and power was rationed throughout the city. Then, the workers who went to repair the damage died due to hypothermia, and the medical system collapsed. The cold current swept across the globe, and even the countries at the center of the equator were not spared... In just one month, the temperature plummeted by 100 degrees! The entire city turned into an ice sculpture. Before the trees could shed their leaves, they were frozen into powder. Rivers and oceans all over the world were frozen, and not a single drop of water could be found on the surface! If it were a zombie apocalypse, humans could still fight, but in the face of nature, what should humans do? This is not a movie! It's real... The extremely cold doomsday has arrived.

Alara Bennett had the world at her feet. With her striking features, confident strut, and a portfolio boasting magazine covers like Vogue and Elle, she was the face of every trending fashion campaign. Beside her stood Ethan Carter, a heartthrob actor whose talent and charm had landed him leading roles in blockbuster films. Together, they were the it couple: perfect, glamorous, and unattainable. Their relationship had been mostly private. Occasionally, they'd share a candid photo on Instagram—Ethan with a goofy grin and Alara in one of her signature oversized hoodies. Fans adored them, coining hashtags like #Ethara and #GoalsForLife. But fame always came with a price. Ethan’s latest movie, Shadows in the Rain, paired him with Scarlett Leigh, a rising actress known for her sharp wit and electric chemistry with her co-stars. From the moment the trailer dropped, fans went wild. Ethan and Scarlett’s steamy scenes were dissected and replayed endlessly, flooding TikTok with edits set to romantic music. Instagram buzzed with captions like: “Scarlett and Ethan >>> any couple ever #ShadowsInTheRain” (560k likes) “Can they just date already? The chemistry is unreal!” (312k comments) Alara scrolled through her feed, her chest tightening. She wasn’t jealous of Scarlett—she knew how professional Ethan was and how close they were as friends. But the overwhelming fan response planted seeds of doubt in her mind.

Haunted by his past, Rhyan finds himself replaying lost memory's he's tried so hard to forget. 6 psychiatric patients escape in the dead of night, yet only one is left standing.

Saine Sinclair knows a little something about what makes a story worth telling. Your childhood best friend refuses to kiss you during a pre-adolescent game of spin the bottle? Terrible, zero stars, would not replay that scene again. The same ex-friend becomes your new best friend's ex? Strangely compelling, unexpected twist, worth a hate-watch. That same guy--why is he always around?--turns out to be your last shot at getting into the documentary filmmaking program of your dreams? Saine hates to admit it, but she'd watch that movie. There's something about Holden that makes her feel like she's the one in front of the camera--like he can see every uncomfortable truth she's buried below the surface. Saine knows how her story's supposed to go. So why does every moment with Holden seem intent on changing the ending?

Website info: https://adwarerecoveryspecialist.com Telegram info: https://t.me/adwarerecoveryspecialist1 I almost gave up on my life savings, convinced that the heartless scammers had successfully taken my hard-earned money for good. The anxiety clawed at me day after day, the sinking feeling of loss suffocating every spark of hope. Each night, I lay awake, replaying every decision that led me to that unfortunate encounter. The weight of regret was unbearable. Just when I thought all was lost, a glimmer of hope appeared on the horizon—ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST . It felt like a miracle when I first came across them, a beacon lighting the way through my financial darkness. WhatsApp info:+12723 328 343 Skeptical yet desperate, I reached out, pouring my heart into a message that summarized my turmoil. To my astonishment, they responded quickly and with sincerity, instilling a sense of trust I hadn’t felt in months. Their team worked tirelessly, employing advanced techniques and resources to track down my funds. I was kept updated throughout the entire process, their constant communication reaffirming that I wasn’t alone in this battle. Email info: Adwarerecoveryspecialist@auctioneer.net It felt good to have allies, experts devoted to righting the wrongs done to people like me. Then, the day finally arrived—I received the news that I had only dreamed of for weeks. “Your funds have been successfully recovered!” The words practically glowed on my screen, each letter freezing the moment in time. Tears of relief flowed freely as my heart soared. Thanks to ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST, I regained what I thought I had lost forever. My faith in help, kindness, and justice was restored. I now advocate for others to remain vigilant against scams, sharing my experience to help prevent similar heartbreak. Life teaches lessons, often through the hardest trials, and mine taught me the true value of resilience and the power of trusting the right people. Today, I embrace the future, grateful for the strength I found and the funds I reclaimed.

Sitting on the curb, is a young man who has a suit jacket over his head to protect him from the rain. After becoming cold, he decides to go home and buys an umbrella to use instead of his jacket. Whilst leaving the store, a pale, weirdly dressed woman is drinking a unpaid strawberry slushie. (Is a draft, chapters and everything will be changed when I fully release it without any wait times. till then, please encourage me till then, sorry for any hiatus's.)

Damien always had a harsh life. From the moment he was born, his legacy was filled with poverty and struggle. After growing up in his harsh environment, his original outlook on life changed, and all he could do was grit his teeth, moving forward. He eventually obtained success, but snakes are always in the grass- and Damien was the one who was bitten. As Damien's strength faded, he vowed - he will become the greatest snake in his next life. ** I always wondered what happens after death. Would my soul be shrouded in darkness? Would my blood boil, my mind replaying my small life. I didn't really get to live much of a life; is this my second chance? -- AN: This is my first beast book... please bare with me. The story may start off sweet, but don't get it twisted. This author loves angst. :)

A man's journey from mortality to godhood, through an event that was not of his own making or by his own carelessness but rather the machinations of someone behind the scenes. New in the world of the gods, he struggles to adjust to life there because as it stands, there are two sides of him now. The mortal side of him, Alec McCloud was a hard working game designer before his accident. The immortal side of him, Satoshi McCloud, came to be when he accidentally took the power of the gods for himself. Alec McCloud wants to discover who is behind what happened to him and why? The gods are keen on him letting go of his mortality to become a full god, putting tasks as a new family before him to coax him to accept Torn between his two sides, how will he survive?

Take one crazy quirky girl and a whole bunch of funny dorky queens (and nerds), Mix with a drop of fashion and... Garnish with a jar full of trouble = DISASTER!!!!! All it takes to homecoming is a committee of weirdly crazy ambitious fashion queens(and nerd) a glorious matchmake made from heaven, a totally gorge jock and one mean witch. When the event planning committee made of sworn besties, cool Dawn, Silly Shayna, Dorky Clarissa, Nerdy June and creative quirky team leader, Summer gets the big break to organize homecoming for the very first time... and for pay... everything's all colors and rainbows. what could possibly go wrong? EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Summer diaries is a central upbeat Teen/YA fiction novel told from the funny hilarious perspective of high school dork, Summer Scotts and her tales of wild crazy adventures with her wild adventurous friends, Shayna, Charlize, June and dawn. together, they make up the EPC, an event planning committee. things are all colors and rainbows and star dust when they land the hit deal of organizing homecoming. however, with problems like June's crush madness on the roll, a witch in Gabbana and Gucci heels and a cutie in blonde and leather jackets, will homecoming be their best night of all, or would it all go down the drain?

When you see these words, the world-game has already begun. This is no idle pastime. This is [Reality Reboot], the only way to save our world. Every living soul is a player, whether they know it or not, trapped in a broken timeline spiraling towards oblivion. We relive the same catastrophes, the same wars, the same agonizing end, over and over. I am Rhys, and I am the only one who remembers. I possess the singular, agonizing ability to rewind time, to replay this doomed game. Each reset is a fresh wave of pain, the weight of the world crashing down on me anew. I relive the loss of loved ones, the sting of betrayal, the crushing despair of failure, countless times. The others, blissfully unaware, call me eccentric, a prophet of doom, a madman. They don't see the threads of fate I desperately try to reweave. They don't understand the burden I carry. …But it doesn't matter. I know the price of failure. I have seen the end, felt the cold embrace of nothingness. I will not let it happen again. Even if it means bearing this torment, this endless cycle of suffering, for eternity. —I will forge a [Future Worth Living], even if it breaks me. ...Even if the world never knows the sacrifices I have made.

Worlds Apart, Hearts Entwined Fanyin's life was already complicated, but nothing could have prepared her for the ultimate plot twist: being thrown into alternate worlds by a system with a bee mascot. The catch? She has to complete tasks to get back home. But every world has a familiar face-his face-different bodies, same magnetic presence, pulling her in despite her best efforts to stay detached. With every mission, Fanyin fights to keep her walls up, but piece by piece, she's falling for the soul inhabiting these different men. Sexy, hilarious, and brimming with chemistry, Fanyin's journey isn't just about the worlds she's thrown into. Who is behind the system, and what grand design is forcing her to complete these quests? Is there a deeper truth she's being led to discover, or is it all part of a cosmic game? Get ready for a wild ride full of steamy moments, laugh-out-loud banter, and the question of whether love truly transcends worlds. ... Bee Mine Across Worlds Fanyin was minding her own business—until a sassy bee system threw her into alternate realities with one goal: complete the missions or never make it home. Easy, right? Not when every world comes with a man who’s too familiar. Different face, same vibes, and definitely too hot to ignore. She’s here to get in, do the job, and get out. But something about him keeps pulling her back in every world. Is it just coincidence, or is there a deeper reason behind these encounters? With snark, steam, and sparks flying, Fanyin must figure out the game—before her heart loses control. Why her? Why him? And who’s really pulling the strings? There’s more at play than she thinks, and the answers might be closer than she realizes… ROCK YOU WORLD AFTER WORLD © 2024 Kashish Mishra (bliss_incarnation). All rights reserved. Excerpt from RYWAW "Going somewhere?" His voice drops, teasing, but there's a dangerous edge beneath the surface that makes my pulse quicken. The playfulness in his eyes has faded, replaced by something more primal, more intense. I flash him a sly smile, forcing myself to remain calm. "No," I murmur, leaning back into him, though my heart pounds against my ribs. "Just getting comfortable on my lover." He raises an eyebrow, his gaze narrowing slightly. The smirk returns, slow and deliberate, but there's a hint of something else-something darker, lurking beneath his usual charm. "Is that what we're calling it now?" Before I can respond, Wilde moves with swift precision, his hand sliding up to cup the back of my neck. The air between us grows heavy, charged, and then his lips crash against mine. It's not soft or slow-it's raw, demanding, and ignites a fire deep in my chest. I gasp, my hands instinctively gripping his jacket as his other arm pulls me flush against him, the heat of his body searing through the thin barrier of clothing. My mind spins, thoughts scattering like leaves in a storm as I lose myself in the kiss. The driver, without a word, flicks on the partition, a subtle acknowledgment of the moment as the car continues to glide down the road, but it's as if the world outside no longer exists.

The experience of losing £100,000 in Bitcoin to an online scam was a jarring wake-up call that left me reeling. Like many, I had invested with hopes of achieving financial independence, only to have my dreams shattered by a sophisticated deception. The emotional aftermath was overwhelming; I felt exposed, embarrassed, and filled with regret. I constantly replayed my decisions, questioning how I could have been so naive to fall victim to such a scam. Faced with this crushing reality, I knew I had a choice: I could either surrender to despair or take proactive steps to reclaim my life. This pivotal moment led me to Cyber Constable Intelligence, I contact Them on Via WhatsApp: +1 (252) 3.7.8. (7 6 1 1) a company dedicated to helping individuals recover their lost assets from online fraud. Although I approached them with a mixture of skepticism and hope, I was quickly reassured by their professionalism and commitment to their clients. From the very first conversation, I felt a renewed sense of hope. The Cyber Constable Intelligence team was not only skilled but also empathetic, taking the time to listen to my story and understand the emotional toll of my loss. They laid out a comprehensive plan of action, detailing how they would pursue my case and what steps we would take together. This clarity transformed my feelings of helplessness into a determination to recover. As I navigated the recovery process, I gained invaluable insights into resilience and the necessity of vigilance in today’s digital landscape. The journey was not a quick fix; there were many frustrating moments that tested my resolve. However, the unwavering support from Cyber Constable Intelligence was instrumental. They kept me updated at every stage, celebrating milestones and collaboratively tackling challenges. Each day, I regained not only control over my finances but also a deeper appreciation for my own strength. Ultimately, this experience became a powerful catalyst for personal growth. I emerged from it not just with my finances on the mend but also with a renewed sense of confidence and a passion for raising awareness about online scams. My journey has taught me that setbacks, while painful, can lead to resilience through action, support, and learning. Today, I stand empowered, defined not by my loss, but by the strength and wisdom I gained throughout the recovery process. Contact info: Email: support (AT) cyberconstableintelligence.com Website info; https://cyberconstableintelligence. com

with a name that belied his true nature , Angell Summer was born deception. Sophisticated and Proper Miracle McCarthy first laid eyes on the sexy Adonis she was thinking he wasn't the ideal man for her... But still yet she needs him to Fool the people of Washington (New York), Angell could teach her how, but what started as simple lesson in etiquette and speech soon become smoldering lessons in love... . . . . . . . . . . . .°°°°°°°. . . . . . . . . . . she felt her nerves melt beneath his touch ,felt the barely concealed longing within her rise up and make her lean onto his hands. His eyes were on her , she could see them despite the dimmed light in the room, it was so dimmed, and they were so alone, in the train suite , the knowledge of such privacy squelched the protesting voice inside her. "What do you want, Mimi?" he asked his voice dusky, his hands hot even through the jacket. she was on the verge of saying it, of asking for what she'd wanted since she'd stepped out on this platform with him, her breath came rapidly , and she parted her lips to speak. "Say it, " he said ,his grips tightened. " you have to say it Mimi ". " Kiss Me, " she said in a hot, hoarse breath. (Racing Hearts) . . Edna_Bruce

When a cunning scammer stole $375,000 CAD in Bitcoin from me, I felt as though my dreams were sinking beneath the weight of despair. Having invested in cryptocurrency for years, I believed I had a solid grasp of the market's intricacies. But one fateful decision led me to trust a fraudulent scheme that stripped away my financial security and left me reeling. In the aftermath of the theft, I was engulfed in a cloud of despair. Each day was a battle against feelings of betrayal and regret as I replayed the moments leading up to the scam. How could I have been so naïve? My once-bright aspirations dimmed, overshadowed by guilt and a sense of vulnerability. The world of cryptocurrency, once a promising landscape, now felt like a treacherous sea, filled with lurking dangers. Just when I thought all hope was lost, I discovered DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY. At first, I approached them with a mix of skepticism and cautious optimism; I had encountered numerous empty promises in my quest to recover my funds contact with @ d i g i t a l t e c h g u a r d . c o m WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Telegram: +56 (997) 059 - 700. However, after my initial consultation with their team, I felt a flicker of hope. Their professionalism and empathy struck a chord, reassuring me that I was not alone in this fight. The DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY team sprang into action, utilizing their extensive expertise in cybersecurity to track down the scammer's digital traces. They kept me updated throughout the process, offering insights and support at every turn. For the first time since the scam, I felt a renewed sense of agency and determination. Their unwavering commitment to my case reignited my belief in a brighter future. Weeks passed, and slowly, the tide began to turn. With meticulous attention to detail, the team gathered the necessary evidence to initiate the recovery process. I was inspired by their diligence, which spurred me on to remain steadfast in my pursuit of justice. Then, the moment I had been waiting for arrived. DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY informed me that they had successfully traced my stolen funds and were in the process of reclaiming them. When I received the news that my money had been restored, an overwhelming wave of relief washed over me. Not only had I regained my financial assets, but I also regained my sense of hope and trust in the future. This ordeal taught me invaluable lessons about vigilance and discernment. It was a stark reminder that while the digital world can be fraught with risks, it also holds the potential for redemption through collaboration and expertise. With the support of DIGITAL TECH GUARD RECOVERY, I transformed my misfortune into a powerful narrative of resilience and determination, ready to chase my dreams once more.

‘‘What in God’s name is happening’’ Martha asked as she properly wore Marcus’ jacket and rolled the sleeve till it was her arm’s length. ‘The thing I have been shielding everyone from’ I answered running a hand through my hair. ‘’And what is that?’’ she asked pulling off her shoes. ‘Nothing you need to know about Milky way’ I said to her. ‘’You did not just mean that! I almost just got hit right now Sir and you are still telling me I need not know?’’ she asked in a slightly elevated hushed tone. ‘I’ll explain it all to you but do you see that car over there’ I asked pointing towards my car and she nodded. ‘I am going to cover you and I want you to run as hard as you can. Do you hear me?’ I asked looking at her directly. ‘’You might not know this but I am a level four combatant now but my dad put a pause to my trainings because of my studies so the least I can do is run’’ she said with a shrug of her shoulders. ‘I know everything about you L4 combatant. On my count of three, you run’ I said as I pulled out an Akdal Ghost TR01 pistol from the back of my pants. ‘One Two…’ I started but she cut me off, ‘’don’t get hit Milky Way’’ she said and I chortled lightly, surprised that she was still worrying about me even though I put her in harm’s way only a couple of seconds ago and at the nickname she just reciprocated in calling me. ‘I’ll try. Three!’ I said and she started running while I side ran with her shooting at the direction the bullet came from the other time. Because I was running, the bullets fired back did not touch me at first but before I got to my car, I was shot in my arm. I opened the door of the car to get in and was expecting Martha to do same but that was when I turned back and saw it. Martha did not make it to the car, she was sprawled on the floor, in her red dress, with her blood flowing from her side.

second chances don't always come with a guarantee, but sometimes........some times, love deserve a replay meet Emily Patel, a strong-willed and independent woman who thought she had found her forever love in Ryan Thompson. but life had other plans, and they went their separate ways, leaving her heartbroken. Emily Patel thought she had forever closed the chapter on love. heartbroken and shattered, she believed she'd never again experience the thrill of falling in love. the memories of her past relationship with the charming and captivating Ryan still lingered, a constant reminder of what could never be. year's went by, and Emily built a fortress around her heart convincing herself that she was better off alone. but fate had other plans, when she least expected it, she him. a kind, gentle, and handsome stranger named David Grayson, who challenged everything she thought she knew about love As she slowly let her guard down, Emily discovered that her heart was still capable of beating for someone new. but the fear of getting hurt again loomed large.

Five years ago, Liu Duoduo took on the role of a caretaker for an injured man without giving it much thought, enticed by the generous pay to pay for her tuition. Little did she know that she would eventually fall in love with her boss, despite his warning: "Never fall in love with me." There relationship had improved till, One cold night, the intoxicated man stumbled into her room, but she didn't mind and welcomed him happily. The next day, he compensated her and asked her to leave. Three months later, Liu Duoduo discovered that she was pregnant with her ex-boss's child,the man she had fallen in love with. However, she decided to raise the child on her own without informing him. Five years later Excerpt "I don’t what a brother or sister..I only want me" "That won’t do..besides it’s not up to you..I want a cute Cotten padded jacket too.”he replied "Why..we’re the perfect triangle not square, no brothers or sister allowed daddy." "Triangle Huh..might as well as make it a football team." Liu Duoduo watch them bicker back and forth, football team? when did she become a breeding cow. Having struggled to raise her son alone, Liu Duoduo returns to give her child a complete family. But things are not as easy as it seems, when she has to deal his troubling mother and her mysterious family background, the situation gets tougher when she’s framed with a murder. Please don’t forget to send your love to my other works. My Darling CEO Is An Insomniac. Thank you for your support!

If life could be replayed? But it became the uncle of the once-called lunatic? Alas, the two-year-old self in front of me is wearing open-crotch pants and crawling on the ground? I originally wanted to give my old self more New Year's money, but I never imagined that I would go from a pork belly stand to a food giant, from a small factory to an industrial empire.

Luo Li picked up a kitten. One night, she witnessed the tiny kitten in her arms transform into an aloof and stunningly beautiful woman, who turns out to be none other than her company's new director, Lu Cixue. Veteran employees had warned Luo Li that Director Lu was unapproachable, cold as ice, and had a terrible temper—someone she should avoid at all costs. Unfortunately, on her first day at work, Luo Li accidentally spilled coffee on Director Lu's expensive suit jacket... However, in her kitten form, Lu Cixue is clingy and jealous, a stark contrast to her indifferent attitude in human form. As a kitten, she regularly scratches at Luo Li’s door, demanding attention. Whenever she sees Luo Li interacting with others or other cats, she becomes possessive and resorts to biting and scratching. Why does she get to be cold and demanding at work, yet act cute and get away with anything at home? Luo Li wants to have her own life and a sweet romance—how can she possibly achieve that under these circumstances? Determined, she decides to quit her job, move out, and find a new partner, all in one go. Just as she makes plans to go on a movie date with her new crush, the doorbell rings. Luo Li opens the door, only to be stunned by the sight of a tiny, soaking wet kitten shivering pitifully at her doorstep, as if it had suffered the world's greatest injustice. The poor little thing transforms back into a woman right in her living room, her eyes reddened as she tugs at Luo Li’s sleeve, her gaze a mix of sorrow and obsession. “Luo Li, are you abandoning me again?” [Please note: The cover is AI-generated and does not depict elements from the story] [This novel is translated, 5 chapters / day, CT: 贰月始一]

A specific girl's regrets and unsaid feelings towards the boy she likes, her realizations and lessons on other things along the chapters of her life and the people that she's surrounded with.

in that brief encounter. He couldn't shake the image of her from his mind - her mesmerizing eyes, her silky voice, and the way her touch sent electric shocks through his body. It was as if a dormant part of him had been abruptly awakened, stirring emotions and desires he thought were long buried. Despite the haze of the drugs, he couldn't deny the intensity of the connection he had with this mysterious woman. It was inexplicable and utterly captivating. As the days passed, he found himself haunted by thoughts of her, replaying the fleeting moments they shared in his mind. He questioned whether it was merely the result of the drugs, amplifying his senses and distorting reality. But deep down, he knew there was something more to it. It was a rare and profound encounter that transcended the physical realm. Curiosity consumed him, and he embarked on a quest to uncover her identity. He retraced his steps, searching for any clues that could lead him to this woman who had ignited a dormant passion within him. He spoke to acquaintances, hoping someone would have a hint of information. Then, one fateful day, his determination paid off. His employees find the so-called strange woman. Armed with this newfound information, he delved deeper into his investigation, uncovering fragments of her life and piecing them together like a jigsaw puzzle. As he learned more about Rhida, he discovered she was a free-spirited actress, a D-list actress who lived on the edges of society. Her captivating presence and mysterious aura drew people to her like moths to a flame. And yet, she remained elusive, drifting through life with an air of secrecy. Finally, after weeks of searching, their paths crossed again. He found himself standing before Rhida, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and nervousness. The moment their eyes locked, he felt an indescribable surge of familiarity. It was as though he had known her in another lifetime

Flags burn, people mourn, blood flows, death spreads. Familiar scenes replay in a strange world. To stop it all, to raise the flag of belief in their hearts, Sean embarks on a different path with memories not belonging to this world. Everything is done to let the wings in their heart soar once again in this world.

The 'retired' commander of a special forces secret service organisation doesn't realise the business world is as firce as the battle field though no bullets are flying overhead. When he encounters the immovable stoic female lead by chance, his icy heart thawed, and he suddenly became a doting tsundere willing to flip tables on her behalf! "Let me do all the dirty work for you," he's always saying. However, our female lead is driven by revenge against a certain underground association, and will not be sidetracked! "Look, I got you this bunny hat. It's so cute!" "If you like it so much, why don't you wear it yourself. Please maintain your distance, sir," "It's cold. Here, have my jacket," "I'm fine. Please keep your composure, sir," "A nice restaurant just opened. Let's be their first customers!" "Do I look like an idiot to you? I know what you are aiming at. Sir, please leave now," But the overbearing CEO is not someone that gives up easily! "I like you!" "There are four billion women on earth. You can continue trying. I'm sorry I have to refuse," Yet later... "Everything. Give everything to me. Including you, sir, that is"

In the desolate urban sprawl, there existed a boy named Steven – a name as commonplace as the concrete beneath his worn-out shoes. His figure, terribly slender, bore the weight of days without sustenance, a stark reflection of the harsh life within the shadows of the towering skyscrapers. His disheveled appearance spoke of deprivation; his clothing, little more than rags haphazardly sewn together, clung to his meager frame. Steven's features, though obscured by grime, revealed a haunting contrast. His black hair, adorned with a few rebellious red strands, framed a face marked by hardship. His pupils, black with a faint but discernible red tint, mirrored the desolation etched into his soul. Staring into the familiar darkness that enveloped his existence, Steven couldn't help but voice the silent question that echoed in his mind, "When is this going to end?" The abyss, seemingly attuned to his despair, responded with a transformative touch. The surroundings, once stagnant and oppressive, began to shift and change before him, trapping him in a perpetual cycle of witnessing his own tragic past unfold. Transported back to the age of six, Steven found himself amidst the warmth of familial joy, his parents' and his own expressions radiating happiness. Yet, even in the midst of this fleeting respite, the relentless cycle persisted, as if destiny reveled in replaying the moments that fueled the flames of his recurrent nightmares. Fighting against the inexorable pull of his haunting memories, Steven, like a slum-bound ghost, yearned for an end to the perpetual loop. The city's towers cast long shadows over his struggle, and the contrast between the opulence above and his desolation below fueled his determination for a better life. In the midst of this dire reality, Steven's path took an unexpected turn when he made the resolute decision to enlist in the military. The armed forces, a gateway to opportunity and escape from the slum's oppressive grasp, promised a chance to break free from the shackles of his impoverished past. Little did Steven know that his journey would extend far beyond the familiar streets of the slums. The military, equipped with advanced technology and knowledge of other dimensions, opened doors to realms previously unimaginable. As he explored new universes and studied the cosmic mysteries, Steven's quest for a better life evolved into a cosmic odyssey, challenging not only the limits of his physical existence but also the boundaries of reality itself. Throughout this transformative journey, Steven, emotionally reserved and scarred by the echoes of his past, found solace in the bonds forged amidst the trials of the military. Trust and love became the cornerstones of his emotional awakening, as he learned to unveil the layers of vulnerability hidden beneath his stoic exterior. As Steven navigates the interwoven tapestry of action, tragedy, romance, sci-fi, adventure, and dimensions, the narrative expands to reflect the complexity of his existence. The story, no longer confined to the limitations of the slums, becomes a symphony of emotions, echoing the resilient spirit of a young man determined to transcend the shadows of his past and embrace the limitless possibilities that unfold across the cosmic expanse.

................. “7.9 billion people, 3.8 billion of them are women. I saw millions of them in my lifetime, talked with thousands, known hundreds.” Yelled the man, while raising his hand toward the sky. “And...not a single...pussy for me…..god…why.” And burst out in tears. [5 minutes Before ] The person yelling at the god Erwin Tynan is a successful corporate slave because of his well-paid job at a multinational company. He had just had a dinner meeting with his slave colleagues and was waiting for his ride. Standing under the lamppost while enjoying the winter night, he said, "What a beautiful night," and pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. And continued with a sigh, “sigh, it will become more beautiful if I have someone as beautiful as this night in my arms. " Saying this, he searched for a lighter in his pocket but couldn't find it. Suddenly, a hooded person approached Erwin while he was searching his pockets and pulled out a lighter from his jacket. Seeing the man approaching him suddenly Erwin was surprised and, seeing the lighter in the person's hand, he saiThanksanks man” And leaned forward to light his cigarette. Lighting his cigarette, he tries to get a glimpse of a person's face. After seeing the face, he was astonished. Because under the hood. It was a beautiful girl. Her skin was white as snow, her hair black as night, and her crystal red eyes and blood-soaked lips were challenging the night's beauty. Her expression was colder than ice and they enhanced her beauty more. But there was something wrong here because Erwin's astonished face was now grim. And had a wound on his stomach that certainly came from the knife in a woman’s hand. “Why?” he said painfully and fell over. ....... Discord link :- https://discord.gg/WNGARAePs2 join for character artworks

Devin and Masha sitting with her ass in his lap as he powers through I don't know how many plates of food and she just keeps hopping up to get more and feed him. Jun and Lilly in quiet planning mode considering they are not going to be at school next year. Ben and Liz are kinda on the outside of the group and have been most of the time. I think things have been tense concerning the big trip but I'll ask about that when we are closer to leaving. Kyle and Hanna are chit chatting with everyone, Kyle being brought in still threw a lot of people outside of the group but we got him healed and while there could have been some sort of explanation I don't feel the need to do so to everyone in the school. Isaac and Allison are my second biggest concern this year as the two of them have been dating like it's a soap opera. They are doing fine then he fucks it up and comes to the group to talk to her then they get back together for a week or two before another blow up. Finally, my biggest concern is Natsuko. After everything that has happened and all we've been through after Kori 'settled the score' with Heather at Johnny's place my little assistant has been less involved and more distant than I've ever seen her. I'm still enjoying the personal time I'm getting with my crew all the while Kori and I have been planning for the trip. I've been working out the trip list. She's been on the more 'important' job of making sure it'll be a fun trip. I'm pretty sure a bunch of teenagers in a couple RV's driven by bikers being tailed by a U-Haul carrying two bikes is gonna be fun for all. The backyard party ends in the late afternoon and while most of the crew heads off to home, I wait till all the guests leave before putting on my coat and grabbing Katy by the hand and dragging her off to my bike. She's wearing a confused look as I hand her the spare helmet but she's not fighting me as we head off to my only true private spot nowadays, the shack at Johnny's. My bike is a regular feature and as soon as I'm off there is someone to walk it to a small garage Johnny had built for the equipment. The place has really changed, it's still got the trailers stacked up like ghetto apartments and teenage outcasts running around but once I get past the 'courtyard' and into the main section it's tools equipment and then the green houses. Still marvel at the work Johnny has put in becoming a 'legitimate businessman' but I've got more important things on my mind as I walk past it all and to my shack. A little expansion on the shack and the bed were done just so I could hold meetings there with my people but other than that it stays untouched by others. I get Katy inside and sit her down on the bed after closing the door. I take notice of my confused 'Bad' girlfriend, tight jeans that are torn up with hard black boots. I know she's got one of her tank tops under her leather jacket. I take my leather jacket and hood off and set it on the chair, then kick my boots off before slowly pulling my t-shirt off. Katy starts to pick up on what's happening and starts to undress taking her own coat and boots off as I get my pants down and kick them to the side. I move up to her and help her with her top revealing her large breasts clasped together in a purple and black bra, her pants come off to show me matching panties before I throw the former to the floor. I pull her up off the bed to sit up and kiss Katy gently on the lips which catch her off guard for only a moment before I have arms wrapped around my neck. Katy leans back, we keep kissing as she takes me with her to the bed, slowly we work our limbs tightly but tenderly around each other as I feel myself getting hard against Katy's covered mound.