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Evelyn, a retired undercover agent, now runs a bookstore she inherited from her grandparents. On her 20th birthday, she discovers she was switched at birth and returns to the Hartley family. She isn’t interested in wealth and just wants a normal life, but Sophia, the imposter daughter, keeps taking everything from her, including her boyfriend, Daniel Whittaker. Her biological parents informed her about the arrange a marriage with the Whittaker family, a deal finalized by their grandparents. Evelyn ends up replacing Sophia in the wedding, agreeing on the condition that she’ll no longer be a Hartley once married. Her parents, blinded by their love for Sophia, agree. People pity Evelyn, thinking she unknowingly married a ruthless man—Alexander Whittaker, who turns out to be her ex’s uncle. As a former special forces member, Evelyn figures she can handle her husband if he’s cruel. But on her wedding day, she realizes something surprising: Alexander isn’t the ugly middle-aged man she expected—he’s the angelic-looking yet feared leader of the Arcane Famiglia, the underworld boss himself! ***** “I’ve finally found you, my princess,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with a strange, almost playful intensity. In a panicked reflex, Evelyn raised her hand and delivered a swift chop to the side of Alexander’s neck, a move she usually practice but never intended to use. Her hands trembled as she realized what she had done. Had she just killed her husband on their wedding night? “Oh no, what have I done?” Evelyn whispered frantically, her mind racing with panic.

After struggling in the apocalypse for ten years, Yao Ran died and returned to the three months before everything began. She returns with hatred and thirsts for revenge, intent on making those who owe her pay with their lives. With her grandfather's inheritance, Yao Ran sold everything and frantically hoarded weapons, medicine, food, and supplies. She sharpened her sword, stockpiled up supplies, settled scores with scoundrels and villains, and repaid them with both enmity and kindness. When disaster strikes, she begins her revenge, facing a dangerous world, and is determined to outlast her previous life.

She had three younger brothers, the first two were not related to her by blood, but the last shared the same mother but different fathers. The first younger brother hated her. The second younger brother resented her. The third younger brother avoided her. She smiled. The first younger brother didn't know she had almost died for him at the freezing seashore. The second younger brother didn't know she had allowed the whole world to misunderstand her as a great sinner for his sake. The third younger brother didn't know that, in the last year of her life, she counted down the days for him every day. Later, the first younger brother with teary eyes, clutched her frantically and said, "If you were to die, I would die with you." The second younger brother knelt before her, clutching at the hem of her garment, "I beg you... please don't leave me behind again, alright?" The third younger brother, wanting to give all his blood to her, "Sister, how about trading my life for yours?"

Adam is an ordinary teenager who transmigrates into the body of François Boucher, a French soldier during the Seven Years' War. With no system to guide him and no knowledge of the historical events of this period, he must navigate this new life and struggle to survive.

Against the backdrop of a vast and magnificent cosmic war, the Leray Federation and the Gacharin Empire are locked in a fierce confrontation. Tian Kaiwen, a soldier of the Federation, is a plump mechanical repairman with a rather unknown "dark history"—twenty" -one records of desertion. However, the gears of fate turned subtly, and by a stroke of coincidence, he was brought into the 7th Laboratory of the Galiparan Military Academy. In this mysterious laboratory, Tian Kaiwen quickly integrated with the researchers by virtue of his outstanding talent in mechanical repair. He was highly proficient in the repair of various damaged mechas and weapons. With his sweet talking and amiable personality, he won the affection of everyone. Milan, a researcher in the laboratory, is a twenty - year - old beauty with remarkable scientific talent. Despite her astonishing research capabilities, she is somewhat lacking in practical operation skills. She set her sights on the idle Tian Kaiwen and recruited him to participate in her research. In Milan's research room, Tian Kaiwen witnessed a transforming mecha—a great invention in the history of mechas. Its unique bio-state metal material left him greatly astonished. Meanwhile, the cruel war raged on the Milock Star. The Gacharin Empire intensified its ground offensive, and the air power of the Leray Federation was severely damaged. The connections between cities were severed, and many areas fell into enemy hands. Nevertheless, the federal soldiers resisted tenaciously, and underground resistance organizations emerged like sparks of fire. In order to reclaim the Newton Galaxy, the Federation assembled its fleet for a strong offensive. The Newton Galaxy local fleet, as the vanguard, suffered heavy losses but successfully broke through the blockade, opening up a passage for the follow-up troops. Meanwhile, in the laboratory, Tian Kaiwen made full use of the rich resources of the central computer, frantically learning various skills, from psychology to the assassin's invisibility techniques and various military tutorials. He absorbed knowledge avidly, constantly improving himself. As time went by, Professor Boswell's research on the simulated war network entered a crucial stage. Tian Kaiwen participated in it, being responsible for data calculation and the production of simulation cabins. When this simulated war network named "Real War" was completed and opened, Tian Kaiwen remained undefeated in three hundred simulated battles by virtue of the unique tactics he had accumulated during training, thus becoming the "sneaky leader" in the eyes of everyone. Later, Nia and Meiduo, who had escaped from the battlefield with Tian Kaiwen, found him. It turned out that their battlefield recorders had been taken away by the imperial army, and Tian Kaiwen's disappearance prevented them from returning to their units. After learning that the person Nia was looking for was Tian Kaiwen, Milan informed her of his whereabouts. Eventually, the front-line command post retrieved the information from Tian Kaiwen's battlefield recorder. Although his desertion records were astonishing, the large amount of data on the imperial army's weapons and mechas contained therein, as well as key information such as his setting up of a remote-controlled energy cannon outside New Rome, made everyone realize that he might be a crucial figure in turning the tide of the war. His fate thus became closely intertwined with the war situation of the Federation, and in this universe filled with flames of war and challenges, he was writing his own legendary chapter.

The doctor's frantic shouts faded into a muffled blur. Then, nothing. I thought I was dead. But… pain? I felt pain! My eyes jolted open, taking in the unfamiliar yet strangely familiar room. "Weird, where am I?" An interface blinked to life before me: [You are blessed by destiny.] [You have gained access to the system.] [Loading 1%... 2%... 3%... 100%] [Accessing memories of previous owner] Memories flooded my mind—someone else's life, someone else's secrets, leaving me reeling with confusion and a strange sense of displacement. Wait, this person is... an extra?! [System activated] [Objective: Conquer the Ascension Tower]. What did "blessed by destiny" even mean, and what was the Ascension Tower?

WARNING [R18] “I’m already engaged to him,” she blurted, her voice trembling but resolute. Her eyes shot toward the silver-haired man, the figure who had been watching her all along. Her heart pounded in her ears as she raised her hand, pointing directly across the room. The gesture felt foreign, like it wasn’t even her own body making the movement. But there he was, sitting quietly in the VVIP section, and she had to do something. Anything. All eyes turned toward her, and the room fell into stunned silence. The weight of a thousand gazes bore down on her, and the only sound was the frantic beat of her own heart as she waited for his response. *************** Lilia’s life is turned upside down at a lavish masquerade party when an unexpected announcement claims she is engaged to Lowell, a man she has never agreed to marry. Caught between the overwhelming pressure of her parents’ expectations and the confusion surrounding her emotions, Lilia finds herself trapped in a web of deception. But when a silver-haired stranger named Zethan steals the spotlight, Lilia’s impulsive declaration sends shockwaves through the room. With her parents and Lowell thrown into chaos, Lilia is left questioning whether she has just freed herself—or unwittingly stepped into a more dangerous game of fate and manipulation. Who would have thought their futures had already been sealed? This vampire had been obsessed with her long before she ever knew he existed. WSA 2025 ENTRY

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?

Benedict Alessio stands out from other school children due to his multifaceted personality which people said that it was an attribute of his "opulent" family history. (Like some OP guy you like) But when he unexpectedly enters a questionable international art contest his life takes a tragic turn. As a result of this incident, he finds himself in an odd situation where fantasy and reality collide and characters from various realms fight frantically. To go back to his world personal world, Benedict must eventually use his unique skills and heritage to navigate this world and- [Due to circumstances, this synopsis was interfered with by the author to say that this isn't the first part and soon the other stories will be released] [The author smiles but slightly undecided] [The author asks for help in reviews and votes] [The author needs a job and asks for sponsorship] [*the author seems greedy*]

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

Gregory Evans is called to investigate a terrorist attack and discovers that a radical Islamic group has been recruiting young people to carry out attacks in various locations in New York and there is only one person who can help him in the investigation, an enemy from the past. In a journey marked by deaths and secrets hidden in political relations, Gregory Evans finds clues that will bring him face to face with a shocking revelation and the astonishing truth that we have ignored for so long. Racing against time, Gregory Evans and the Italian mafia enter into a frantic hunt for religious and political assassins, and unravel enigmas, following a trail that may lead to the secret lair where lies the only hope of saving New York City, before it collapses.

Shadows stretch longer, whispers grow louder, and the world of Obinai Nobunaga, a teen trying to figure out his place in the world begins to unravel in ways that defy understanding… *whispering frantically, their voice trembling* “They’re… they’re dead. They’re all dead. I don’t… how did this happen? How could this happen?” *pausing, breathing heavily, pacing* “No, no, no, no, no. This can’t—this can’t be my fault. I didn’t… I wouldn’t… I couldn’t have done it. Right? Right?” *laughing nervously, almost hysterically* “I mean, it’s not like I just—no! No, stop it! Think. Think! There has to be an explanation. There has to be!” *voice breaking, barely above a whisper* “But what if it was me? What if… what if I did this? Oh God… oh God, what have I done?” *slumping to the ground, gripping their head* “Why can’t I remember? Why can’t I—” sobbing now “I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…” Those who dare to hope must ask: When you strip away the comforting lies, will you embrace the shards of truth—or bleed by their edge? This novel is a mix of fantasy and and light sci-fi that explores dark themes. I can’t say much but it’s all a journey…a messy one…but a journey all the same. Come and observe the main character as he progresses…to rid himself of someone…and uncover the secrets of this world. Hope you Enjoy :) (Updates are 1 chapter every day... This is also on Royal Road and ScribbleHub and Wattpad...review it there too)

Two twin sisters Ruby and Runa, total strangers by birth, have lived parallel lives in London. Ruby, the older twin, is actually a stranger, adopted by their mother as an infant. Runa, on the other hand, is their mother's biological daughter. Their mother, driven by a desire to provide a loving family, had kept the truth hidden, raising both girls as her own. As a result, Ruby and Runa grew up with a deep-seated bond, unaware of the secrets that lay beneath the surface. Ruby has always excelled, while Runa feels overshadowed. Ruby's success includes a high-paying job and engagement to billionaire CEO Ethan Blackwood. Runa's life, however, is marked by failed attempts to snag a rich husband. Her latest relationship leaves her pregnant and stuck with a poor boyfriend. A tragic car accident disfigures the twins, leaving them unrecognizable. In the chaos, their mother, frantic with worry, mistakenly identifies Runa's body as Ruby's, pointing out the engagement ring and pink dress Ruby had loaned to Runa. Unbeknownst to their mother, Runa had been wearing Ruby's belongings at the time of the accident. The doctor, relying on their mother's identification, uses Ruby's photos to reconstruct Runa's face, and vice versa. The surgical mix-up swaps their identities, leaving Ruby with Runa's face and Runa with Ruby's face. As Ruby awakens from a coma, she discovers the shocking truth: her life, her fiancé, and her wealth are all being hijacked by her twin. Runa, now with Ruby's face, has seized the opportunity and seamlessly stepped into her sister's life, impersonating her sister and manipulating those around her to maintain the charade. Ruby's memories return, and she discovers five years have passed. She learns that Runa, with her face, is married to Ethan and has been living her life. Ruby must decide: keep a low profile, allowing Runa to live her life, or reclaim her lost identity, ring, face, and love. Determined to reclaim her identity and expose Runa's deceit. Will Ruby be able to outwit Runa, reclaim her rightful place, and shatter the curse of their family's dark legacy, or will Runa's ruthless ambition destroy them both?

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A sixteen-year-old student, burdened by a gloomy and solitary life, finds himself thrust into a world beyond his wildest dreams. Enrolled in an elite school thanks to his parents’ financial sacrifices, his first day begins in chaos. Awakened late by his frantic mother, he rushes to his new school only to find himself overwhelmed by a sea of dazzling, confident students flaunting their wealth and charisma. Feeling out of place, he navigates the intimidating crowd, his head down and his heart heavy—until fate intervenes. A sudden collision with a woman radiating charm and flamboyance leaves him stunned. As he looks up, their eyes meet, and in that fleeting moment, his bleak world seems to shatter and rebuild all at once. She is more than just a stranger; she feels like a fragment of a lost love—someone he had been searching for without even knowing it. His life will never be the same again.

At the edge of civilization's ruin, where no sound rises above the cries of the survivors, and where the mystery swallows the last remnants of reason, forces clash in a frantic race for survival. No wealth can help, no power can save, and no weapons can repel beasts born from the depths of nightmares. The sky is always overcast, as if it shies away from looking upon what happens on Earth, and the Earth itself groans under the weight of blood spilled endlessly. In every corner, the scent of ash creeps in, and with every breath, the question echoes: Is this the end? Or are we merely pawns in a game too vast for us to comprehend? The gates, those black rifts that tear through reality, bring only death. The monsters that emerge from them are not merely tools of destruction; they are mirrors reflecting human fear and weakness. And the more humanity resists, the darker the shadows seem to grow, as if the universe itself is proclaiming that the struggle is futile. Hope? A word now whispered timidly, as if it were a curse that all fear to utter. Amid hunger, fear, and despair, man transforms into a specter; moving without purpose except to survive another day. And yet, in the heart of this devastation, a cold question pulses: What will you do when there is no escape? When your death is inevitable, but you have only one choice left: how will you end your story? This is not a race for survival. This is a test of who can bear the weight of the end... and who will be buried beneath the ashes of the world that once was our home.

Jacqueline Kelly found herself compelled to sign a marriage contract in order to cover her father's mounting hospital expenses. However, this was no ordinary contract. Not only was the intended groom a notorious and domineering mafia don named Benjamin Turner, but Jacqueline also had to impersonate her twin sister, Jasmine Martin, who was rumored to be the sole object of his affection. If Benjamin uncovered her true identity, the gates of death would open for her. Jacqueline's grip on her skirt tightened as her hand trembled. Her gaze shifted from the marriage contract before her, to the polite smile of Madam Claire Turner, and then to Benjamin, who sat beside her. "Why the hesitation?" he murmured in her ear, then he poised his expensive fountain pen near the contract. Panicking, Jacqueline frantically picked up the pen, hoping he wouldn't find out she wasn't his Jasmine through her clumsiness. Will Jacqueline ultimately sign the contract, even with the dangerous mafia don as her prospective husband by her side? Will her true identity be unveiled by the man she's supposed to marry? And can she successfully fulfill the mission entrusted to her by Madam Claire Turner?

Le titre en français est ''Élu Divin: Lame Ascendente'' Après un accident mortel qui lui a coûté la vie, Asaru Takayoshi se réveille dans un nouveau monde réincarner en tant qu'Ace Blakelord. Avec une seconde chance, Ace entreprend de maîtriser l'escrime et la magie tout en naviguant dans le monde inconnu qui l'entoure. Aux côtés de nouveaux alliés et rivaux, il fait face à de formidables défis, découvre des ruines antiques et commence à percer les secrets liés à sa réincarnation. Chaque bataille livrée et chaque mystère dévoilé le rapproche d'un destin bien plus grand que ce qu'il aurait jamais pu imaginer. Était-ce le destin ou une mystérieuse bénédiction d’un être puissant inconnu ?

In my previous life, I was brutally killed by my good brother and my beloved girlfriend. In this life, I will make you pay the price! In this life, I frantically stock up on supplies and will take revenge on that couple and my nearby good neighbors. I am a novice. Please bear with me.

Fran found himself in white space with God and with millions of other people. God gave each of them a random flaw and ability, his ability was immortality and flaw was bad luck, now let's look his journey.

un piloto de navese espaciales termina en el futuro debido a un fallo durante el salto al hiper-espacio

“In a frantic rush, Armand made his way to the parking lot, jumping into the car and speeding off. On the highway, anxiety gripped him as he glanced in the rearview mirror, spotting Carl aggressively tailing him. A sense of foreboding washed over Armand, and a realization hit him – he might not live to see the next day. In a moment of desperation, he cried out, "I pray someone avenges me and brings the Smiths down!" A deep, resonant voice echoed, "You will avenge yourself." Armand, bewildered, scanned his surroundings. "Who was that?" he asked, but before he could get an answer, Carl's car slammed into him. Armand lost control, swerving into the oncoming lane. In the blink of an eye, an incoming trailer collided with his car. On that day, the 30th of March 2024, Armand Grey died.” After years of being used, humiliated, cheated and divorced, Armand Grey was ultimately killed by those he loved, however, the universe gave him a second chance at life. The god of time gave him a year and Armand Grey returned with one mission in mind; To avenge himself.

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

Un garçon malade, condamné à une mort certaine, reçoit une offre étrange du BAD SYSTEM : accomplir dix quêtes à travers des mondes inconnus et il sera guéri. Mais ce système malveillant se nourrit de la souffrance, et chaque mission semble l’entraîner plus loin dans un piège de douleur. Sa motivation ? Sauver sa sœur, la seule famille qu'il lui reste, avant que la Terre ne soit détruite dans cinq ans. Mais tout se complique lorsqu'il rencontre une impératrice impitoyable, une femme glaciale qui pourrait bien devenir la clé de son destin… et de son salut. Entre souffrance et mystère, chaque quête le rapproche de la vérité – et d’un choix qui pourrait tout changer. Cette histoire est purement fictive. Toute ressemblance avec des événements réels, des personnes vivantes ou mortes, est purement fortuite

"A month?" Ariya was confused as to how to process the information that she just heard. When she heard about her wedding being rushed, she didn't expect it to be this fast. She knew she was getting married in 6 months, which for her, was an ample time to prepare herself for what's to come. But a month? A month would mean only few weeks. And a week only consists few days. "But why? Why does he need to rush the marriage father?" too frantic to hide her emotions, Ariya's mind was totally in chaos. It was as if her nightmares are upon her. Seeking to see her crumble. Seeking to see her downfall. "It was a matter we needed to decide. Ariya, you need to understand this first, the purpose of your marriage is not solely to establish peace among two kingdoms, it was for a greater cause." "What are you trying to imply father?" A prophecy foretold. An enemy waking from its slumber. A king desperate to save his kingdom and a princess, left alone in the world.

Fourteen-year-old Gordon has always dreamed of being a hero. Despite being an orphan, he finds joy and comfort in the company of his non-biological sister, Edith. One day, while immersed in his favorite hero comic, *Light Spear,* in the school library, Gordon is jolted into action when he sees Edith cornered by high school bullies outside. Fueled by anger and determination, he rushes to her aid, grabbing their attention by hurling rocks. The confrontation quickly escalates into a frantic chase, leading Gordon into a narrow alley with no escape in sight. Desperately seeking a way out, he spots an open door and darts inside, only to find himself plunging into an unexpected and mysterious fall, spiraling into the unknown... This thrilling journey marks the beginning of Gordon's adventure, where his dreams of heroism will be put to the ultimate test.

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