Macrame Bottle Carrier

Its as been an life long dream to be in mobile fleet, now the world in chaos not only I am in in but sergeant of the biggest army and eng call the sky dogs, and to engineer the carrier jet, talk about need to flight, this is my story

Karl awoke to find himself shockingly reduced to a crippled Evil God confined within a bottle. The Fischer family had inadvertently become his favored members, sharing a fate connected by blood throughout the generations. They established a secret clan, infiltrated the state, manipulated wars, ascended the God Pantheon stairway, and fought for the honor and future of the family. They were assassins lurking in the shadows, beloved scholars, esteemed priests, powerful dukes, and legends in heroic epics. From budding to robust growth, steampunk evolved; the Spirit Realm descended through dreams; witches and ancient gods stepped forth, and people listened to the lost whispers at their ears. They were both the creators and the enders of stories. Generation after generation, in a continuous succession, they marched forward. "Step over my corpse and go on," he said.

David traveled to America and became an inspector for the most powerful law enforcement agency, the IRS. On December 3, 2021, America Congress passed a piece of legislation. It stipulated that from now on, any criminal activity, whether smuggling, robbery, fraud, etc., had to pay full taxes to the IRS. Since then, David had become the nightmare of all criminals in America. Until one day, his blade reached towards the heads of Freemasonry and the Federal Reserve!

One must always sacrifice something to strive for survival in this world. But when all that is sacrificed becomes meaningless, turned into a toy for others to freely squander, with no compensation paid. Then, the Bounty Mercenary Group does not mind resorting to their own hands, and collecting the interest they're rightfully owed!

I see dead people. But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special. For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos. Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living. Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit. My gift is granting wishes. I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price. I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness. But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client. I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything. After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice. My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it. My name is Hattie, welcome to my world. Would you like a cup of tea?

When there were strange signs in the sky, there must be demons lurking. Li Mo, who had studied antiques since he was young, had a strange change in his eyes after being struck by lightning. With a pair of divine eyes, he gained the ability to see through things and sense objects. He bought a gourd bottle for 500 yuan at a flea market and sold it for 230,000 yuan. A painting he casually bought turned out to be a genuine work by Xu Beihong, worth thirty to forty million yuan. The black double-eared bottle that came with the purchase of a set of gold jewelry turned out to be a genuine possession of the Ming imperial family. Ancient bronze ware, exquisitely crafted porcelain, calligraphy and painting with bold and vigorous strokes, and thrilling gambling stones came one after another. From then on, Li Mo's life underwent a revolutionary change. "I have divine eyes, and there are no treasures in the world that can escape my sight."

___Lost Notes___ In this age of superheroes, the public safety is at the hands of these all so powerful figures. Located in the metropolis of Condor is the worlds strongest hero, UltraMan. In his decade long carrier, he has destroyed multiple conspiracies started by the city's old elite, single handedly apprehended the mafias that encroached upon the weak and feeble and even stopped several alien invasions and infiltrations. It is safe to assume that such a man would have many enemies, but with skin that cannot be pierced by any earthly means and strength that puts the legends of old to shame, how can such a creature ever be defeated? If UltraMan wanted to, he could have conquered earth at any time. So why did he not? No one quite knows. '' In any regards, he is seen as the balancing force of the world. So what happens if he is removed from the picture? What if I removed him? How will the world live? How will "I" live? ....

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

"Where did he go?" I murmured, realizing I was alone. My heart sank as I scanned the room for any sign of him. But It was just me, an empty wine bottle on the floor, and memories of the night before. I pushed myself up, feeling the dull ache in my body. The alcohol still lingered in my system, and I had no idea how many times we had... well, how many times we had done it. But despite everything, I couldn't deny I had enjoyed it. "You're such an idiot Kim!" I scolded myself, running a hand through my messy hair. "You didn't even ask for his name." I sighed, embarrassed at my recklessness. How could I let myself go low with a stranger like that? I glanced down, realizing I was completely naked. "Oh my gosh!" I yelped, grabbing my dress off the floor and quickly slipping it on... ★★ Humiliated and betrayed, Kimberly Fray's life as a powerful Alpha's daughter of the Moon Stone Pack crumbles when Alpha Derrick of the Night Walkers Pack rejects her. But as she uncovers her true identity, Kimberly finds herself caught between two ruthless Alphas who desire her. Torn between Alpha Derrick, who begins to see her worth too late, and the Alpha King, Kimberly's strength and courage are tested like never before. In a world where love, revenge, and power collide, Kimberly must decide who she truly is, and who she's meant to be with between the two Alphas chosen by the Moon Goddess!

The people of the alpha plane have made it their hobby to enter the dungeons of other worlds and conquer them. Naturally not everyone is happy with this as dark undercurrents begin to work against the conquerors. As some people die in the dungeons they are made an offer. To give up their humanity in order to live on. Guy, a veteran carrier, is one of them, he can't bear to leave his family alone and accepts. From then on he must fight in the dungeons but as a monster while simultaneously continuing his life in the alpha plane in the shape of a human. Jade, an elite adventurer, also accepts the offer but her intent is solely to get revenge on those who killed her and make humanity suffer for her life. Monica, a little girl not native to the alpha plane is pulled into the happenings due to her childish innocence.

One girl with a boring original life meets the worst guy anyone could meet for their new start. Kasi Rodriguez is a 21 year old nail artist. As she hits her 21th birthday she moves to New York to start her dream on being a big face in the nail industry. Tho Kasi is good at her job she tents to be a little bad at picking boyfriends. After many failed attempts to have a decent relationship without get cheated on she gives up and starts working on her dream. Xavier king is 24 years old handsome rich guy that every girl would fall for. But behind that rich guy is an ugly behaved peace of doo doo. He has a new girl on he's bed almost every day. But he also has a big dangerous carrier as a mafia boss starting What will happen when sweet Kasi meets the worse guy she could possibly meet in her new start? Maybe they will get along well and have children! Well no that guy really would die before he had to be married or would he? This is my first novel, I hope you all like it and find it interesting! This story is based on my big sister I thought it would be fun to put her boring life in a book and make it something more enjoyable and interesting with my imagination.

A young woman named Maia embarks on a journey defined by resilience and ambition. Born to a humble maid who had been cast aside by society, Maia is the product of an illicit fling with a powerful count. Despite her modest beginnings, she carries within her a fierce determination to escape the limitations of her lineage and carve out her own destiny. Maia dreams of the bright lights and applause of the theater, an art form that speaks to her soul and allows her to express the emotions bottled up inside her. Amidst her burgeoning career, Maia unexpectedly catches the eye of the dashing crown prince of Lichtberg, a man whose charm and kindness are as alluring as his royal status is daunting. Unbeknownst to her, the enigmatic prince has been drawn to her not just for her talents but for the authenticity and warmth she exudes, qualities often overshadowed by the constraints of court life.

I woke up not knowing who I am or where I am. All I have is a system and the fact that I'm a Zerg Queen! [Congratulations on being the 1,555th system carrier!] I've got 1,554 people coming to subdue or kill me! I need help! I can only behave like a Zerg Queen and invade planets and have an infinite army! I'll use anything! Deceit! Assasina! Conspiracy! War! Anything! (For the record, the character is a woman most of the time, but from time to time she'll become a futa).

"Really? Sweets? You're taking this 'food is the way to a man's heart' a little too seriously." Kwon sneered. He went to grab a cookie from the pile but Luna moved the plate away from him. He raised an eyebrow, probably thinking that she was acting childish. Reaching with his left hand, he made a move toward the plate. What she didn't see was that his right hand was in position with the plate moving right towards it. "Better luck next time." He smiled as he took a bite of the heart-shaped cookie. Adam came back and grabbed another cookie. As he ate, he looked around. "No water?" An idea hit Luna. She fished in her bag for the spare love potion that she had stored in a water bottle. It was completely full and the lid was tightened enough that it could pass as a brand new, unused bottle that she just got out of the machine. "Here you go. I just happened to have an extra." He gratefully accepted the water then he and Kwon walked off toward the coach. Luna slammed the plate into the arms of a confused Carl. It worked. The plan actually worked. She was so excited that she could start dancing at any moment. "Don't celebrate just yet." Isaac pointed to where Adam and Kwon stood talking to the coach. Kwon unscrewed the lid to his water and took a drink. Fear seeped into her. She was positive that Kwon did not have a water with him earlier. She looked down at Adam's hands and saw that he no longer had the bottle filled with love potion. "No!" . . . "Luna? Why are you looking at me like that?" Kwon asked, his expression turning funny the longer she stayed silent. "Why were you watching me?" Why did she ask that question?! There were a million questions floating in her head, and that one wasn't anywhere near the top ten. Kwon unfolded himself from the wheel. Running a hand down his face, he avoided her gaze by looking out the window. "Because it's hard to not watch you." His voice was steady even though he had seemed reluctant to answer her.

Amidst escalating Chinese aggression in the Pacific, Japan and the United States maintained their strong alliance, fully aware of the looming possibility of Taiwan facing an invasion. Japan, having emerged as an economic powerhouse in the Pacific after the Civil War and World War II, was viewed by China as a major obstacle to their expansionist ambitions. With Article 9 no longer in effect, recent developments indicated Japan's unwavering determination to defend Taiwan. The Japanese government considered their fleet of four carriers crucial in this regard. However, unforeseen circumstances would soon engulf both Japan and the United States, transporting them to a world where magic and dragons held fundamental significance. Embracing their new reality, Japan and the United States forged a fresh coalition, leveraging their influence and steadfast principles in this unfamiliar realm. In light of agreed-upon arrangements, the two nations embarked on a joint expeditionary force to explore the new world, fully aware that the likelihood of this world aligning with their coalition was slim. As they beheld the new world, Japan and America encountered conflicts and ongoing wars that surpassed the brutality of their previous reality. They navigated this unfamiliar land, seeking to establish themselves as influential entities. The new world would soon have the opportunity to learn from the experiences and ideals of Japan and America. Based on the series of Nihonkoku Shoukan. The story is now available on Scribble hub and Royal Road.

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!

What the hell? Is it true? Is she-oh my gosh!? Whispers ripple through the university halls. Everyone is talking about her. She is Mandy-a girl who embodies quiet elegance, sharp intelligence, and an effortless air of sophistication. Though she exudes an aura of understated wealth, she remains grounded and unassuming. As a member of the campus band Black Panther, Mandy is admired not just for her talent but also for her poise and grace. She's never been swayed by the charm of the school's usual heartthrobs, carving out her own path away from the spotlight of cliché romances. Enter Dreid-the ultimate alpha male. Rich, athletic, and effortlessly charismatic, he's the guy every girl dreams about. But Mandy never gave him much thought, and Dreid's heart was always set on his best friend, Shantal. Everything changes during the annual school festival. Dreid, devastated by the news that his first love is marrying someone else, drowns his sorrows in beer-eight bottles deep. Meanwhile, Mandy, frustrated with her own troubles, drinks more than she should. Two lost souls. One reckless night. When they wake up together, confusion sets in. Blurred memories, unanswered questions, and a growing sense of dread. What happened between them? And how did they end up here? They agree to move forward with their lives. No attachments, no expectations. But as they're forced to confront each other, Mandy finds herself seeing Dreid in a way she never expected. And for Dreid, feelings he thought were impossible begin to surface. Sometimes, the most unexpected nights lead to the most life-changing stories.

In a world of monsters and mythical beasts. Humanity has long fallen to them. But they weren't willing to die. So Project Pandora was created. They cloned dead children in order to train them up. Barely any survived. But those who did survive, were stronger, smarter, and better than everyone else. They were known as Infinitias Superstes. Otherwise loosely translated into, infinite survivor. These Infinitias Superstes were put into special laboratories in order to train them for the outside world. But one of them is different from the rest. Vito is a clone of a mutated wight child, an undead which forever hates the living. But Vito is different, he doesn't hate the living. Instead, he hates those that want to take his life or harm him in any way. As a mutated wight, Vito's regeneration ability is unmatched by any human or normal weights. Being able to regenerate his fingers in seconds, and healing lost limbs in half a day. Vito also has another power, the Ember Pulse. His heart is like an ember, a stubborn and refusing to die, ember that will spark fires beyond itself. But Vito is discriminated against because he is different from all the rest. And so, in order to evolve his ember into an eternal flame, he'll need to destroy all opposition in front of him. Vito may not be the descendant of a Supreme Human King, or the Reincarnation of a Crystal Goddess, or even Nature's Apostle. But he is a Fire Relayer, the Last Ember Carrier. Aeterna Flamma. -Vito Sparks, Ascendence.

[COMPLETED.] [New Side Story released!] [Mature Content.] “That baby is mine, and so are you,” He declared, pointing at Kate’s belly while his deep green eyes gazed at Kate, like a viper ready to strike. Kate couldn’t believe that he– Henry Grant, her new boss eight years younger than her, was the father of her unborn child. “We should be together by default. But I will give you a choice. Go and suffer with your deadbeat husband, or come with me, I will show you the fun you’ve missed.” ===== For the past five years of her marriage, Katherine “Kate” Woods, 32, had always believed she was infertile. She was unable to conceive a child and her deadbeat husband Matt always insulted her for it, calling her a useless woman despite never finding a job himself, forcing Kate to be the sole breadwinner of their family. Yet, he still had the nerve to cheat on her with her own sister! Heartbroken, Kate escaped to her office late at night with four bottles of strong red wine. To her surprise, she wasn’t alone. A handsome young man stood in her office, watching her. He refused to give her his name, but offered to keep her company for the night. With lust and booze coursing through her veins, Kate readily abandoned herself to her basest, most repressed instincts, seducing the nameless but willing visitor. In her drunken stupor, she boldly declared, "If my husband wants to sleep with every woman on earth, then two can play that game." She didn’t care if they did it raw, as she always thought she was barren. Only to find herself staring at a positive pregnancy test a month later. Kate Woods, the supposedly ‘barren woman,’ was pregnant. The stranger had accomplished in one night what Matt could not in five years. - Now that Henry has given her a choice, would Kate leave her deadbeat husband and jump into the sea of uncertainty with this young man? Or would she stay with Matt, her husband who cheated on her for the sake of their families? - Official Commissioned Cover. - Contact me: Instagram: @ForeverPupa -

After enduring a lifetime of torment from her parents' experimental pursuits, Kalara's world turns upside down when they die, leaving her their house in the will. Desperate for cash, she discovers that she must fulfill a series of enigmatic requests outlined in the will before she can sell the property. While rummaging through her parents' cluttered workroom, Kalara stumbles upon a peculiar bottle labeled “a sip per day,” accompanied by a letter addressed to her. Despite her reservations about their motives, curiosity compels her to take a sip. With each taste, Kalara unlocks the floodgates of her memories, reliving her past in vivid detail but unable to change the trajectory of her experiences. As she confronts the haunting moments of her life, she faces a critical dilemma: will uncovering the truth of her history empower her to break free from the shadows of her parents’ legacy, or will it entangle her in a cycle of pain and repetition? In her quest for liberation, Kalara must navigate the duality of knowledge and choice as she seeks to reclaim her future.

Sumir finds himself in a future where the boundaries between games and reality have merged. For 18 long years, he waited—until he finally awakened his synthesis ability. No resources? Two bottles of diluted Physique Enhancer? Synthesize them into a Physique Strengthener. Two Physique Strengtheners? Synthesize them into a Physique Crystal… Lacking skills? A gray-quality Basic Footwork can be synthesized into a white-quality Phantom Step, then into a green-quality Dragon Step, blue-quality Shadow Body, purple-quality Flickering Shadow, and finally, a gold-quality Thousand Faces Mirage… No equipment? Gather a pile of junk. A gray, damaged Hatchet can be synthesized into a white-quality Hunter’s Knife, then into a green-quality War Blade, blue-quality Bloodletting Chainsaw, purple-quality Reaper’s Edge, and eventually, the gold-quality Annihilation Arbiter… Need pets? Synthesize them! Low job rank? Synthesize it! Precious items? Synthesize them! Rare materials? Synthesize those too! Sumir: "A lot of people ask me, ‘How do you always manage to get your hands on the rarest resources while getting stronger?’" "First of all, let me ask you this: What do you mean by rare?" "For you, these resources might seem incredibly rare. But for me? They’re as easy to acquire as reaching out my hand!"

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?

Even though Ophelia knew that she was a sacrificial bride for a marriage alliance to a strange kingdom and that her husband to be was an arrogant maniac king, she had still agreed to the marriage with her own agenda in mind. If only she had not been in her haste to resolve her issues and had thought about it carefully, she would not have agreed and by the time she did she realised that there was no going back. Afraid that the werewolf king would take revenge on them for the assassination attempt on him.The elders of Alkal had called a meeting to find a solution to the pending doom. During the meeting, the Werewolf king barged in and demanded they let him take Ophelia as his bride. That was just the solution they needed and the king had suggested it himself so they were happy to oblige. No one thought carefully as to why the Alpha king of a faraway kingdom would know of a young woman called Ophelia. Many years later, when they realised that they had been played, it was too late to change things. Nicklaus who was destined from birth to be an heartless and mateless king, had his destiny changed after a near death assassination. Not only did he not die, he had also found his mate and she was the one in a millinia Ultimate Luna. The first among human... He would spent his whole life doting on her Excerpt... "You must be new here. Are you alone?" The animal: .... Looking carefully around, she concluded that the animal was indeed alone, then she said "Were you abandoned?" "...." "Strange, you look strange. I've never seen an animal like you before" "grwwwwl" "oh! you are hurt. Let's threat your wounds" She moved to touch the animal but just as she was about to reach it, she withdrew her hand thinking that the animal might be scared. "I want to threat your wounds so I'll need to carry you. Are you okay with it?" "grwwwwl" "Okay, then I'll carry you now" she carried it and placed it on her lap. She then pulled a small pouch out of her dress brought out some metal bottles, cleaned and dressed the wounds. The animal looked comical after bandages had been plastered on different parts of it's body it looked like a pet wearing rags. By the time she was done. The animal had fallen asleep. She decided to take the little animal to her play house under a tree and hide it there. She would check on it everyday giving it food and water until one day she came one day and it was gone. She had searched for it and gave up after a few days. She was saddened about the animal and began to cry.... Amidst her tears, she was the silhouette of the animal changing form until it became a huge werewolf with bright red eyes. It walked out of the dark shadows towards her. She stood there looking at the werewolf coming walking towards her, she didn't feel fear. Instead, she was happy to see her pet again, eventhough he was a werewolf, she didn't mind as long as he was back home. She ran into his arms and hugged him.

[Rich and low-key contemporary well-known painter × former skier, heiress of a wealthy family] [Older man with a sense of being a husband + loyal dog + mutual redemption + both chaste + 1v1 + realization of wild desires + healing + more on daily life] A mysterious new neighbor recently moved in opposite Qi Su. Except for the often piled-up takeout boxes and empty beer bottles at the door, no one can be seen at all. It wasn't until he became a volunteer in the community due to a lack of inspiration and visited that he found out that the person living opposite was actually... The talented snowboarder who suddenly announced her retirement a year ago and then disappeared without a trace. The two-time Olympic gold medalist and eight-time champion, the holder of the latest records of countless world-class competitions. Known as the "Ice and Snow Queen" on the ski slopes - Xue Zhien. Later: Qi: "Zhien, why are you willing to be with me?" Xue: "My name is Xue Zhien. My mother often said that I should be grateful and repay kindness." Qi: "...You just want to repay me?" Xue (pressing on him): "No, my repayment has a selfish intention towards you. So—" "You pervert, wake up! Don't give up being a human being!" "Woof!" "...Stupid dog." [Gloomy and indifferent × Warm sunshine］ [Lost lamb × Perverted stalker]

"What's your big deal. Just do it anyways. You're gonna die soon." Chloe said. I just stared at her. "You know, just because I'm gonna die, doesn't mean you have to tell me all the time. I'm already annoyed by that fact." "That's why I'm reminding you so you'll have fun." I just kept on looking at her. "Come on Michael. Have some fun. Here." She handed me the bottle. Looking at her, I just decided to do it. What do I have to lose. ___________________________________________ Micheal Pierce is an eighteen year old boy who has had a difficult life right from birth. Things became more difficult for him when he found out that he had Leukaemia. His parents decided to send him to a new school when they saw that their son had given up on life. Chloe Anderson was the school most popular girl, since her father was a wealthy man. And since she was popular, she felt could do whatever she wanted, and everything will be ok. Even though she too had a secret. Will meeting Michael show Chloe that not everything is all rainbow and sunshine? Or will her secret be out?

Lavender faced the ultimate betrayal after discovering that her fiancé, the man she loved most, had been using her all along. He had only dated her to seek revenge against her father and to claim everything her late mother had left her as a gift to his real fiancee. Devastated, Lavender lost everything she owned to him, and her family was plunged into dire poverty as a result. Heartbroken, she fled her past, running away from her disowned father and the agonizing pain. She dedicated her life to caring for the "blessings" her ex-fiancé had left behind. But just when Lavender thought she had found a measure of peace, everything starts falling apart again. Forced to reconcile with her ex, Lavender is torn—he is a changed man now, but to her, he remains an enemy. As her bottled-up emotions resurface, past cases reopening, and his persistent efforts to win back her affection intensify, how long can Lavender's hatred last?

Standing on the battlefield of Afghanistan in 1981, the bearded Muhammad looked serious and carried the RPG on his shoulder. The crushing of the T-62, the bombing of the Hind, and the roar of the Shile River would not make the Afghan guerrillas surrender! Drive away the Soviets and liberate Afghanistan! Defeat India and India and dominate South Asia! Inadvertently, Muhammad became the de facto ruler of Afghanistan. Inadvertently, Muhammad was pushed to the position of President of Pakistan by the coup soldiers. Inadvertently, Muhammad divided India into several pieces, leaving only a tiny place for India. Even the American aircraft carrier formation was swept back to America by the roaring waves of the Indian Ocean. The Indian Ocean is Muhammad's backyard!

As the apocalypse descends, the world is in chaos. Zhou Lin is reborn three days before the disaster strikes, gaining the ability of "Symbiosis." After careful consideration, he boards a flight to an island nation. Two days later, the world is shocked: the largest and most advanced nuclear-powered aircraft carrier of the Beautiful Country disappears without a trace after refueling at the island nation's port! This incident prompts the Beautiful Country, the island nation, Summer Country, and Hair Country to enter a state of high alert. However, just twenty-four hours later, the island nation's Mount Fuji and the Beautiful Country's Yellowstone volcano simultaneously erupt, heralding the arrival of the apocalypse...

I groggily opened my eyes, expecting the familiar sight of my own bedroom. But instead, I found myself in a strange room. "What the…?" 'Everything had been perfectly normal when I went to sleep—so how did I end up here? Have I been kidnapped?' The thought instantly put me on edge, removing any trace of sleep from my mind. Suppressing the urge to sit up, I narrowed my eyes, scanning my surroundings carefully, 'It looks like a warehouse, about fifty square meters, with no windows.' There is an oversized LCD screen on the wall—easily over 80 inches. A coffee table, topped with a few bottles of mineral water. Beyond that, the only furniture in the room is a single couch, with four people lying unconscious around the room’s edges. They all seemed to be asleep. Frowning, I felt an odd sense of déjà vu. 'Is this really a kidnapping? Or have I somehow gotten caught up in some kind of military exercise? A government operation, maybe? Or…' "Seems appearances can be deceiving. Who would've thought that an ordinary student would be the first to wake up, not to mention remain so calm and feign sleep to assess the situation. Such alertness is rare." "Who's there?" I jerked as a robotic voice echoed in my ear. It hadn’t mentioned my name, but it was clearly talking to me. Sticking to my low-profile approach, I stubbornly pretended I hadn’t heard anything, hoping to sleep my way out of this. "Amazing self-control, Lucas. But there’s no need to keep up the act. As the first to awaken, and someone who’s managed to impress me, I’m inclined to offer you a little reward." At this point, I could hardly keep faking it. Reluctantly, I sat up, my gaze locking onto the source of the voice: the television screen on the wall.