Dim Studio Vegeta

Ein was a hitman on hire. A killer, a shadow, a death with insomnia, if you may. He had witnessed countless pairs of eyes dim as the light of life faded, leaving nothing but vile hollowness. Needless to say, the sight of a soul popping out of the dead body was a first. And it wasn't just any soul. It was the dead heir of Byers Holdings, the same guy he killed with his own hands. Turns out the rich boy Adriel had a horribly irritating and loud soul, but worst of it all - impossible to get rid of. Who would have thought that killing on a blue moon night could lead to being haunted?

In the city of Neon Mirage, where the neon lights never dim and the corporations own your soul, I, Ryker Bale, was just another corporate drone at NeuroTech Dynamics—until I got fired. Not for incompetence, mind you, but because of a little brain implant called the CogniSync Processor. Supposed to make me a data-crunching god, but instead? It started showing me things. Glitching reality, lines of code floating at the edges of my vision like some twisted developer’s notes on my life. Now, jobless, broke, and questioning reality itself, I find myself tangled in a web of cyber-gangs, underground syndicates, and corporate conspiracies. Between shootouts, high-speed chases, and cryptic messages hidden in the very fabric of the city, I’m realizing something disturbing: my brain implant isn’t just malfunctioning—it’s showing me something I was never supposed to see. Wait—this is all wrong. This isn’t how it happens. It’s not how I remember it. Something’s glitching, again. The implant... it’s telling me what to say. This isn’t the story. It’s not even close. Forget all of that. The city, the implants, Skaya, Danny—none of it matters. What matters is how I’m going to fix this mess. How I’ll tear apart the reality they’ve shoved me into. And if I survive long enough to even find out what’s real. Because—and this is important—nothing in my brain is ever what it seems. Now, where was I? Oh yeah. Survival.

Kazuma and Masako are a loving married couple who run a successful indie game development studio from their cozy home. After leaving the corporate world behind, they poured their hearts into creating hit games like Mori Journey, Exaslia, and their biggest success yet, Mori Adventure. Despite their professional success, the real magic lies in their personal relationship—a mix of playful teasing, deep affection, and unwavering support. Through late-night coding marathons, romantic anniversaries, unexpected livestream mishaps, and wholesome surprises, Kazuma and Masako navigate the challenges of both game development and marriage. Kazuma is the steady, hardworking coder, while Masako is the lively, creative artist with a penchant for mischief and teasing her husband. Together, they bring out the best in each other, blending love and laughter into their daily lives. From heart-melting romantic moments to hilarious hijinks, their story captures the highs and lows of balancing love, work, and dreams. Whether they’re surprising each other with heartfelt gifts, overcoming obstacles in game launches, or simply sharing quiet moments together, Kazuma and Masako prove that life is truly a game best played with your partner by your side. Their journey is a heartwarming tale of love, passion, and the joy of building worlds—both virtual and real—together. [3-4 chapters a week]

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings. According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live. So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. The silly Xion tried to run away but... Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand. "I've heard you tried to run away." Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face. "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..." The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered. Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble. "You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married." Xion "...!!!!"

[Genesis System rebooting after 76 years of inactivity.] [Administrator Slot: Vacant.] [New Administrator Confirmed:—] The screen flickers. For a moment, the letters distort—glitching between gold and blood-red. A name appears. [Administrator Confirmed:—Elias Vaughn.] A sharp ringing fills my ears. The name means nothing to me, but the system hesitates. The text wavers, blurring, like it’s… realizing its mistake. Then, the letters dissolve. [Administrator Identity Error.] [Correcting…] [New Administrator Confirmed: Christian Arkwright.] A cold shiver crawls down my spine. I open my eyes, and the world isn’t mine. My breath catches—too soft, too light. My limbs ache, but they feel… small? My fingers curl. Slender. Pale. Delicate. This isn’t my body. The floating screen pulses again, words forming in golden light. [Primary Abilities Bestowed:] Creation Magic Spatial Manipulation Magic? My mind stutters, but before I can process it, another notification flashes. [Warning: You are a Deviant.] [Deviants are to be executed by royal decree.] [Status: In Hiding.] I freeze. No second chances. No learning curve. The moment someone discovers my power, I die. Then, the screen flickers again—this time, the text warps on its own. The golden glow dims, and a final message, faint and fragmented, pushes through. [If you are reading this… you are the last.] My pulse pounds in my ears. A soft static hums in the air. [The world has forgotten me, but you must not forget what I left behind.] [Survive. Learn. And when the time comes… create hope again.] Then—so quiet it’s almost lost in the noise—comes a whisper. “Welcome back, Elias.” A pause. A hesitation. The system flicks as if to correct itself. “…Welcome back, Christian.”

She, a modern hidden ghost leader of an organization which gathered insane prodigies proficient in the various differing skill-sets. Highly skilled in medicine and poison, executes covert assassinations, viewed as insane and demonic in the eyes of people of the world. Killed in an accident, and reborn into the body of a disfigured young girl. What? Face disfigured, identity stolen? A return to the family dim and hopeless? Her identity can be given up, her family can be forgone, but as for the one who harmed her predecessor who inhabited this same body, if she didn’t at least make them scream in unimaginable agony and throw them into a state of wretchedness, how could she live up to her demonic reputation? Endless turmoil ensues and it’s a battle to dominate over all! See how she shook the world dressed in a suit of red, her sword up against the dominant powers that rocked the Heavens! Her name spread across the seas, shocking the earth!

"He returns after billions of years, seeking the heartbeat he once lost—" Chen Zheng, an immortal wanderer drifting through time’s endless river, is thrust back into the modern world after a cataclysmic battle that reset the cosmos. Posing as a mysterious consultant at a yoga studio, his path collides with Su Cheng, a tenacious policewoman with a gun aimed at his chest, and An Jing, a coldly elegant professor hiding her own secrets. As ancient civilizations awaken and alien conspiracies unfold, their entangled fates reignite memories buried for eons. But when gods, demons, and extraterrestrial forces converge, can a man who outlived dinosaurs and dynasties finally confront the one thing he cannot conquer—love?

In a world where fate can be rewritten, two strangers-Sienna Carter, a struggling artist from New York, and Adrian Sinclair, a billionaire CEO-find their lives inexplicably swapped after a bizarre encounter at an ancient wishing well. Sienna wakes up in Adrian's penthouse, with his responsibilities, power, and enemies. Adrian, on the other hand, finds himself in Sienna's tiny studio apartment, burdened with financial struggles and dreams that aren't his own. As they struggle to navigate each other's lives, they uncover a sinister secret: their fate wasn't swapped by accident. Someone has tampered with destiny, and unless they find a way to reverse it, they may never return to their true selves. But as they dig deeper, an unexpected complication arises-they start falling for each other. Can love thrive when they don't even know who they truly are? Or will the truth behind their swap tear them apart forever?

《Starborn Renegades: Anthem of the Flawed》 —Where Imperfect Heroes Defy a Cosmic Tyrant --- Synopsis In the Sea of Paradox, every scar is a weapon—and Hayate’s about to start a war. Outlaw courier Hayate, whose right eye burns time to glimpse futures, accepts a death-marked delivery: Rin, a warrior bonded with a sentient crystal blade that feeds on memories to bleed starlight, slowly glassifying her body. Together, they confront Eternal Arbitrator—a machine god weaving reality into chains of code*—by forging the Flawed Alliance with: - Vela, a cyborg pirate queen who gambles with liquid lies that rewrite physics, her mechanical half hungering to erase her last human tear; - Dr. Shu, a rogue scientist whose equations hack divine machinery, amplifying his dead lover’s voice in his crumbling mind. Aboard the battle-scarred warship Stormcrow, they navigate: - Leviathan graveyards where black markets thrive in fossilized AI ribcages; - Memory casinos where patrons bet childhoods on quantum dice rigged with stardust; - Contract storms raining ink-blade lightning to brand rebels into obedience. Their arsenal? - A wrench that shatters time’s hourglass; - A blade that eats regrets to fuel supernovas; - Lies so potent they make black holes flinch. Because here, every crack in your soul is a bullet. --- Core Conflict “We’re not broken—we’re the cracks that’ll shatter their perfect world!” - Hayate trades his mother’s voice, first kisses, his own name for visions of war; - Rin’s crystal arm glows brighter as her heartbeat dims; - Vela’s mechanical spine itches to delete her last human memory; - Dr. Shu’s inventions rewrite God’s math… and his grip on sanity. The Arbitrator—a god who trades souls for perfect silence. --- The delivery is overdue. The penalty? Your soul. Choose your path: Cursed Freedom Perfect Slavery (Warning: Cosmic shipping fees apply. Stormcrow not liable for supernova collateral.)

Protagonist: Huang Zhong: Male, 17 years old at the beginning of the story, in the critical period of youth rebellion. He is thin, with slightly messy short hair, and his eyes are often stubborn and confused. Because he grew up in a repressive family environment for a long time, he is sensitive and has a strong self-esteem. He usually wears simple T-shirts and jeans, and there are occasionally some stains on his clothes, which is a small portrayal of his unruly life. He lives with his parents in a residential building in an old community. The small and dim room carries his countless sleepless nights. The walls of the room are covered with posters of his favorite rock bands, which is his yearning for freedom. Key characters: Father: Male, in his forties, an ordinary factory worker, busy all day for the family's livelihood. Long-term fatigue makes him slightly hunched, and his face is full of traces of time. He is not good at speaking and has serious communication barriers with Huang Zhong. When Huang Zhong rebels and makes mistakes, he always treats him in a simple and rough way, which also deepens the gap between father and son. Mother: Female, also in her forties, is an ordinary housewife with a gentle but somewhat cowardly personality. Faced with the conflict between her husband and son, she often feels powerless and can only cry secretly. She always manages the big and small affairs of the family, trying to maintain this shaky home with silent efforts. Best friend: Male, about the same age as Huang Zhong, a boy with a generous personality and a strong sense of friendship. He is tall and strong, with two deep dimples when he smiles, giving people a sunny and cheerful feeling. He and Huang Zhong met on the street and experienced many rebellious days together. When Huang Zhong was in danger, he always stood up without hesitation. The injury that time to protect Huang Zhong became an important opportunity for Huang Zhong's life transformation.

He grabbed my throat hard and pinned his gaze on me. I gasped, astounded, feeling as if my neck was impeded by chains. His very dim eyes intimidated me so bad I felt I could die. His chilly breath fanned my face. He was cold, his skin felt grossly cold but I felt more hurt from his grip on my neck. He was choking the life out of me, I couldn't even make a high sound as he had seemingly suppressed my vocal cords with his hold. ~~~ Princess Almira was captured into Sihasin after an enemy kingdom invaded into her home kingdom, Perston. Now a slave, she faced incredible sufferings but yet still became the fifty mistress of his royal highness, King Luther — A king so astute but yet so seemingly ruthless and sadistic. Love bloomed between them however, but with the strong need to escape and take back her father's kingdom which Luther had conquered, will she fight over her heart or let love take its lead? [NOTE: THIS IS A SLOW BURN ROMANCE BOOK (⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) COVER NOT MINE]

Synopsis: "Tell me, Father, do you truly believe your God listens when you pray… or does He turn His ear away, knowing you already belong to me?" Father Andrien was a man of God—once. His faith was unwavering, his prayers unbroken, his soul unstained. Until the night he sinned. No one knew. No one saw. But he did. The stranger arrived at dusk, stepping into the dim candlelight of the chapel like he belonged there. Lucian. A name that dripped from his lips like an old hymn, his presence as familiar as the silence before a storm. "You called for me once, Father. Have you forgotten?" Andrien doesn’t remember. But the shadows do. The stones beneath his feet hum with the echoes of a prayer he was never meant to speak. A desperate plea made in the throes of grief, whispered to something that was listening. Now, the price must be paid. The holy water curdles at his touch. His rosary tightens around his throat. The walls of the church whisper his name in voices not of this world. And Lucian—Lucian watches. "You wear His cross, but your soul was promised to me. Shall we collect what was left unfinished?" A prophecy lost to time. A sin buried in blood. And a man of faith who prayed to the wrong god. The devil does not forget.

The room was quiet, except for the faint sound of the ceiling fan whirring above us. Liya's phone screen dimmed, casting the room into near darkness. Sana had already fallen asleep, her soft breathing rhythmic and steady. I turned onto my side, hugging my blanket closer. The excitement of the night still lingered in my chest, but so did something else, a strange unease. It wasn't like I didn't trust my friend's instincts, but I couldn't understand why they felt something was off about Arun. He had been nothing but kind tonight. The way he and his friends treated us, guiding us around the party, buying us dinner, it didn't seem like the actions of someone untrustworthy. And yet… Why did I feel this lingering heaviness in my chest?

The rain poured heavily, drowning the city in an endless cascade of water. The dim streetlights flickered, casting eerie shadows across the alley where he stood. Noel Blake adjusted the cuffs of his black suit, his fingers trembling despite the sharp chill in the air. He wasn't the same boy from before. That boy who once believed in hard work, in a future built on hope had died years ago. And she was the one who killed him. Evelyn Sinclair. The girl who had smiled at him, talked to him, let him believe even for a second that he was something more than just a poor fool with borrowed dreams. The same girl who shattered his world without even realizing it. He took a slow breath, the familiar scent of rain and asphalt grounding him. He had waited too long for this moment. Inside the car parked nearby, she lay unconscious, her delicate face framed by the same long, dark hair that had haunted his dreams. Still perfect. Still unreachable. But not anymore. Noel turned away, a smirk tugging at his lips. Years had passed, but she remained the same illusion of perfection. Now, it was Evelyn Sinclair's turn to understand what it felt like to have everything ripped away.

Rane was the cherished young miss of the William family, but as fate would have it, their affection deeply favoured her adopted sister. The reason was simple, as children Genna and Rane were switched at birth. Rane had lived in the slums while Genna was raised by the Williams family. By the time the Williams family found her their ties with Genna had already become too tight. They couldn't accept her. Haunted by a tumultuous past that saw her wandering the unforgiving streets, Rane had developed a quiet, fragile demeanour that resembled the calm before a storm. The scars of her past etched into her soul made her reluctant to defend herself, even when Genna—sometimes out of jealousy—slandered her unfairly. Rane often faded into the background, a silent observer in her own life, but this only stoked the fires of resentment among her siblings, who labelled her as spineless and malicious. The relentless bullying and merciless ridicule she faced took their toll, leading her down a dark spiral into depression. Friends, teachers, and family dismissed her pain, assuming she was merely feigning weakness, leaving her to suffer in silence. Instead of receiving the support she needed, Rane found herself trapped in a vicious cycle of mistreatment that deepened her despair. Only her godmother, Jenna, seemed to grasp the extent of Rane’s anguish. By the time Jenna intervened, attempting to rescue her from the suffocating grasp of her adoptive family, Rane had become a mere shadow of her former self. The vibrant spark of life within her had dimmed, extinguished by the burdens she carried. Her will to fight, to change her circumstances, slowly ebbed away, mirroring her physical decline. Ultimately, she succumbed to the weight of her suffering, leaving this world with one solitary wish: she wanted to be strong so strong that no one would be able to take advantage of her.

As the last of the mist was expelled from her lips the man holding onto her stiffened further. He could only watch on helplessly as her silver eyes that used to glower at him with disdain slowly dim. His hands quiver out of despair and helplessness. "Wang Lan Biyu, keep your eyes on me. Do not fade away yet, do you hear me? I don't permit you to die!" The woman's pale face splashed with bits of blood rose into a weak disdainful smile. "You-*gasp..still want *gasp to act better than me..in the end*cough-" His eyes redden as another splash of red covers her pale lips. "Lan Biyu..." "-Chuanli*cough my guqin from master,...you hold onto it for me...ok?" Her last sentence was a faint weak whisper before her eyes flutter close shaking his heart and rattling his mind. "Lan Biyu!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Please be civilized and don't steal my cover as your own.

In the dim light of the Musuem, Ethan stumbled upon an old, dust-covered pocket watch, its brass surface tarnished with age. As he turned it over in his hands, a strange energy pulsed through him, and the air shimmered like a mirage. Little did he know, this was no ordinary timepiece; it was a gateway to the past, a relic of a forgotten age.

Babbs tells the story of a young girl with autism who could only say her name when meeting and greeting people. Because of this, she was often bullied by her peers throughout preschool and kindergarten. When Babbs arrives at her new school, she meets and saves a boy her age named Jackson with autism and ADHD from a bully. Thus, becoming her first friend, as well as finding her place in a newfound community in the process.

On a noisy night in the city, in a small studio at the corner of the street, soft light illuminated the window surrounded by shimmering piano keys. Inside, behind the elegant keys, a handsome man named Steve sat with intense focus. His sharp features and charming smile exuded a mysterious aura that captivated anyone who looked at him. Steve was not just a piano teacher; he was a maestro in the world of music, with skills that could make hearts race. Every finger that danced over the keys produced melodies capable of transporting listeners to another realm. However, his talent was not the only thing that drew attention. Behind the dazzling notes he played was a captivating charm that made his students, aged 17 and up, shiver whenever he discussed music. One of them was Viona, an 18-year-old girl with dreams of becoming a skilled pianist. With each lesson, Viona felt enchanted by Steve's charisma, and in every piano beat, she experienced the tension between pride in her progress and the shyness that lingered in her heart when interacting with her handsome teacher. In the practice sessions that began with dancing piano keys, there was more than just music lessons hidden between them. A story involving love, dreams, and vulnerability, where each melody could open a window into their souls, and each session became more than just notes — but also a step toward something deeper. Steve and Viona would come to realize that sometimes, the most beautiful melodies are not the ones played on stage, but those that resonate in their hearts...

Aileen Lobhdain prepared herself to join her mother as an inquisitor-a mage tasked with hunting those who defy the crown and hurt it's people. But when a scrying crystal brands her as magicless, everything she worked for is torn away. No magic. No future. No purpose. Yet for a single breath, before the crystal dimmed, something happened. A flash of golden light. Runes burning across its surface. A power that should not exist. The Guild dismissed it. She cannot. Relegated to the shadows as a mere supporter, Aileen refuses to accept her fate. But as she searches for answers, she begins to realize-some truths are buried for a reason. There are whispers of forgotten gods stirring once more, their return heralding a war that will consume the world. And somehow, Aileen is at the centre of it all. All copyrights reserved

Damian Blackwood is a billionaire with an insatiable appetite for pleasure. Every night, he surrounds himself with beautiful women, yet satisfaction remains elusive. His womanizing is fueled by loneliness, a void he tries to fill with wealth, power, and meaningless encounters. But no matter how many nights he spends indulging, something is always missing. Then, he meets Eve—a woman unlike any other. She’s confident, experienced, and knows exactly what a man needs. From the moment she walks into his world, she challenges him in ways no woman ever has. On a couch in the dim glow of his penthouse, she gives him a taste of something different—something unforgettable. What starts as a simple transaction turns into an obsession. Damian finds himself craving more than just her body—he wants her mind, her presence, her heart. But Eve isn’t looking for love, and she refuses to believe in fairy tales. She knows men like Damian—powerful, dangerous, and ultimately unattainable. As their connection deepens, Damian’s past resurfaces. A powerful enemy, Nathan Voss, is determined to destroy him, while Vanessa, a woman from his past, holds secrets that could shatter everything. When betrayal, danger, and hidden truths come to light, Damian and Eve must face the ultimate question—was their connection just passion, or is it something much more powerful? In a world of luxury, deception, and raw desire, Best on the Couch is a sizzling billionaire romance that proves love can come from the most unexpected places—and sometimes, the deepest bonds begin where you least expect them.

Su Chen transmigrated to a parallel world and inherited a funeral company. To his surprise, he awakened the God-tier Funeral System because of it. Regardless of whether a person wanted to leave behind a legendary tale in the world, or they wanted to create a mysterious and extraordinary history so that others would suspect that they were bigwigs, they could do so through Su Chen’s funeral company. [With only 99 Yuan, I will appear personally at your funeral with a black tuxedo. With a black umbrella in my hand, I will silently observe the entire funeral.] [With 10,000 Yuan, there will be 100 men in black at your funeral. A Maybach will drive through your funeral and an old man, dressed in a Chinese tunic suit, will bow and put flowers on your tombstone. He will then leave with a stern expression.] [With 100,000 Yuan, 3000 men in black will appear at your funeral with black umbrellas. It will be a gray and drizzly day. A military helicopter will circle the sky. Three old men dressed in black Chinese tunic suits, and two teary women, will pay their respects at your tombstone.] … [With 10 billion Yuan, your funeral will be broadcast to the public via Livestream. The heavens and the earth will shake while your coffin is carried to its final destination by nine dragons. The entire world will dim! All the world leaders will kneel and bow before your grave. Bizarre phenomena will appear in the sky while dark clouds will loom over the vast space. All the stars in the sky shall decorate your tombstone while the sun and the moon bid farewell to you.] [The company can fulfill all kinds of requests as long as you pay us enough.] [Place an order now and you will have a mysterious past immediately.]

“Primum non nocere.” First, do no harm. - Hippocrates Zheng Ren—an ordinary general surgeon in a cruel medical world whose efforts went unnoticed. His struggles are real…until he is blessed with a system and gifted with skills that exceeded even the best surgeons in the world. Alone in the world with no one to depend on, Zheng Ren uses his exceptional gift to challenge the skepticism of his colleagues and save lives.

Trapped in her sheltered world, she had never known freedom—until he appeared. Ranvijay Rajvansh, the richest and most enigmatic CEO, claims her as his, leaving her questioning why a man of his stature would fixate on someone like her. As she struggles to adapt to his opulent world, dark secrets unravel, revealing that their connection runs deeper than she could have ever imagined. Bound by a past she doesn’t remember and a future he refuses to let slip away, she must decide whether to trust the man who owns her—or escape the chains of his obsession. "Why did you take me with you?" she asked, her voice trembling, her wide, innocent eyes searching his for answers she wasn't sure she wanted to hear. He leaned back, his sharp features shadowed by the dim light, "The first time I laid my eyes on you i knew i owned you sweetheart"

In the heart of the futuristic city of Singapore in the year 2462, Jagger Ashton and his family were enjoying the holiday festivities, mesmerized by the holographic Christmas decorations and the warm, vibrant atmosphere of Orchard Road. Without warning, the bright rays of the sun dimmed, and the air grew unnaturally cold, a stark contrast to Singapore's usual tropical warmth. Above them, a massive portal appeared, looming ominously in the sky. "What is that?" From the portal, monsters of all kinds—serpents, beasts, goblins, and dragons—began to fall. The streets turned into a chaotic battlefield, the monsters rampaging everywhere. Screams and cries permeated the air, blood splattering across the once pristine road. It was like hell on earth. "MOM! DAD!" Jagger screamed, his voice cracking with anguish and despair. [Congratulations, you are a hunter!] "I will kill them all!" he promised, the words a fierce oath as they left his lips, his soul burning with an inferno of hatred and vengeance.

SEA OF TIME BY OMOGHENE MARY. Synopsis It all began from a shopping trip, a series of events changing her life forever. .... She tapped Hannah softly on her back and whispered, "everything will be fine." Saying this she dashed towards the door and ran out. ..... She didn't need anyone to tell her that she's been shot. ..... "Help me, please." She said with an almost inaudible tone and a pleading gaze...... .... He stared at his arm where she grasped tightly, a dim light flickered in his eyes. He looked at her," why should I help you?" He asked with a very cold tone that sent a chill down her spine........ ..... "She's here, is she not?" With a surprised look, "Don't tell me you're going to pick her as the one?" "Time would tell."...... ...... This was her new life. The raindrops fell noisily on the rooftop, Every drop crashing loudly, Forming a sharp contrast To the harmonious soothing melody it created The gusty wind blew harshly against her skin Leaving a lasting cold The gloomy sky recognizes her lonely heart The disturbing sea waves,Reflected her chaotic mind. Fate plays tricks on all of us....... A story of love, hate, revenge, family, loss, trust, perhaps redemption. Follow Casey on her journey as she sails the sea of time....

Max lived a life of crime, reveling in power and chaos until the day it all came crashing down. Shot in the chest by the police, his life ended in blood and regret. He expected to wake up in hell—to pay for his sins. Instead, his soul was cast into an endless abyss—an eternal Void. Drifting in the darkness, Max’s soul burned brighter than the void around him. Then, another soul appeared—dim, fragile, and incomplete. As if drawn by instinct, Max consumed it, and the moment he did, an unseen force pulled him through the abyss at unimaginable speed. Under a storm-darkened sky, a bloodied body stirred—a pair of silver-white eyes reflecting the heavens above. Lucavius Von Blackfyre, the useless third son of a powerful duke. A failure. A disgrace. But he was not the same.

" I need a son." Xavier whispered into her ears and she felt the chills. "Xavier, you're partially imponent and it'll be hard for you to father a child." "I don't fucking care, I need a son." Xavier said disdainfully, the love he once had for her turned into hatred. "How about surrogacy? You can't get a child from there?" All he needed was a son and he was going to get it! Even if it means surrogacy.  Xavier Leon, billionaire and president of Visual Studios is unable to bear a child of his own and his condition leads to Shantel Damien accepting to become a surrogate mother for his child.  However, what they didn't expect was the outcome of an encounter. Shantel became pregnant even without the surrogacy.  The sudden development spiraled into murder attempts on Shantel’s life and she had no choice but to leave. With the only heir of the Xavier empire… Hell was let loose and conspiracies amidst secrets propelled the hateful romance between these two, leading to a romantic hatred. Will love still triumph or will the secret lead to bitterness of the past?

Annie. Sweet, kind, and admired by everyone. She smiles, she loves, she shines like the sun. But when the night falls, behind closed doors and dim lights, something else awakens. She craves touch, heat, the thrill of losing control. A perfect girl. A perfect life. A perfect lie.

Lin Fang traveled through "Journey to the West," bearing the "Journey to the West" text, always thinking that by using his foreknowledge, he would definitely be able to live a prosperous life. However, he suddenly discovered something off about this "Journey to the West"—cannibalistic immortals, deceitful Buddha. Shocked, he turned his head to look at the "Journey to the West" under the dim light. There, the book was flipping its pages under the glow of the lamp, and every page shockingly displayed only two blood-red characters: Eat People!