Miles To Go Before I Sleep Death Proof

Calvin was a man with a simple dream, growing old, owning an apartment building and living by collecting rents. but world said otherwise. so here we are following his journey to make his dream come true

Portals opened worldwide, and monsters emerged from them, wreaking havoc everywhere. Just when Liam thought he was going to die, he awakened. Stars, heroes, and monsters—what will happen next?

Bencana Transmigrasi melanda dunia ini, Arcadian. Orang-orang menghilang dan muncul ancaman dari dunia lain. Rael Orna kehilangan kedua orangtuanya yang menghilang beserta kampung halaman akibat Bencana Transmigrasi. Perlahan kebenaran tentang bencana ini akan terungkap beserta rahasia dari dunia Arcadian yang tidak diketahui oleh siapa pun

A 666 Chapter of ghost stories to read before death. Can you reach 666?

I never thought I would fall so deep for someone who I hated so much. I thought it was my mind playing me until it was hard to get him off my mind. If my old self was seeing this, she definitely would not believe it but what can I do, he's mine now. Forever.

Long Sleep is a sci-fi, teen love story set in a world where nothing is as it seems. Akari awakens from a long, mysterious slumber, only to find herself in an unfamiliar reality. With no memory of how she arrived, she embarks on an adventure with Andy, a soldier with secrets of his own. Together, they uncover shocking truths and explore a connection that defies time and reason. Prepare for an exhilarating journey filled with twists, danger, and romance as they uncover the truth behind her lost years.

In an age where magic once flourished, its mysterious disappearance has left the world in a state of wonder and despair. The prevailing theory suggests that the Almighty intervened, either by directly removing magic or by preventing its use. This act has ignited a conflict between the people, who yearn for the return of magic, and the gods, who resent the Almighty's interference and seek to overthrow him to reclaim their magical powers.

Amara's life is torn apart when her family falls victim to assassins whose motives remained shrouded in darkness. Lost and driven by vengeance, she crosses path with Ryles—a man offering her the strength to fight back but harbouring secrets that could unravel her quest for justice. In a world ruled by deception and bloodshed, Amara must navigate fragile alliances and uncover deadly truths before her pursuit of revenge consumes her soul.

is about a young boy play video games and get recantations into her creator in her universe empat and her army go to another universe what will he do in another universe

Our hero, Harsh Bhardwaj is back and has to join hands with friends old and new and protect the nation from a serious threat. Not only from the Mafia but powers even bigger than them. His journey will be both difficult and he have to make many big decisions and endure sacrifices above his conscience and have to prove to the world that he is not some ordinary doctor turned soldier, but a true protector of his mother nation.

It was said that humans were born with two spirits: one pure, the other evil. The pure spirit guided them towards good, while the evil spirit steered towards bad. These two spirits coexisted within the same living body, influencing their choices and actions, resulting in divergent paths throughout their lives. The distinction between being human or devil was determined by which spirit held sway within their body, and the extent to which their soul had surrendered to its influence. Damu Lan and Bai Chang were inseparable. They were once friends, but now they stood on opposite sides of a great divide. One was hailed as a savior, while the other was regarded as a ruthless and fearsome devil. News had begun to spread that the leader of The Grim City, Bai Chang, had met his demise, while The Grim City was destroyed. The Qing Shan Sect had undergone a significant reconstruction, becoming more extravagant and grandiose than ever before. But a mystery remained lingering in the entire world: although Bai Chang's body had been given to the Grim City's residents, no one seemed to know where his head had gone - not even the remaining members of the Qing Shan Sect or the residents of The Grim City.

Saquin, a young boy from a rural village, discovers a strange mansion in the nearby forest. Inside, he opens a mysterious box and loses consciousness. When he awakens, he finds his village burning and himself as the apparent culprit, with only fragmented memories of fighting at incomprehensible speeds. Captured and sentenced to execution, he discovers through a mystical panel, the Mythic System, that he’s a half-human, half-vampire. On execution day, a sudden storm disrupts the process, allowing him to escape. Fleeing into the forest, he encounters a witch who explains his status as a Mythic being and warns him to leave, as the Red New Moon Night will soon drive mythic creatures into a frenzy. Despite her advice, Saquin chooses to remain in the forest, planning to use the chaos of the Red New Moon to evade his pursuers. Unknown to him, his decision to stay would change the fate of the world, starting from the small forest to the world main stage. Follow the story of Saquin, a merciless fighter against his enemies, as he battles mythical creatures and powerful humans alike with the help of the Mythic System, driven by his relentless pursuit of the one who destroyed his village.

Gavin, the peculiar anti-hero of Endless Proof: Reincarnation Isn't Justice!, is a petite, delicate-looking teenage boy whose outward appearance is as unnerving as his personality. With his diminutive frame and androgynous features, he often draws confused glances, an effect only heightened by his striking hair—split evenly between stark white and jet black, as if his very existence is divided between light and shadow. But it’s his eyes that truly unsettle: deep, black voids that seem to swallow light, as though they’re windows to the infinite emptiness of his soul. His unnervingly blank expression often gives way to smirks of dry amusement, the only hint at the chaos he’s about to unleash. Gavin has long since stopped caring about the endless cycle of reincarnation he’s trapped in. With no original life to anchor him and an unending loop of memories from countless worlds, identities, and timelines, he’s grown utterly disillusioned. He doesn’t even bother pretending to be invested anymore. Instead, he’s made a choice: if the universe insists on thrusting him into infinite lives, he’ll make each one a stage for his dark comedy, turning everyone around him into unwitting participants in his whimsical chaos. Despite his frail, ghostlike appearance, Gavin wields immense power, easily bending the rules of each world to suit his humor. He might conjure a fire-breathing dragon, only to make it sneeze bubbles instead of fire. He’s just as likely to replace the fearsome demon king’s minions with a choir of tone-deaf singing slimes or turn the Chosen Hero’s sacred relic into a banana. His deadpan delivery and unflinching apathy only make his antics more jarring—he’ll face world-ending crises with the same energy he uses to decide whether breakfast should include toast. Though Gavin’s jokes are seemingly harmless, they often force other characters to face the absurdity of their own existences. Arrogant knights, stoic kings, and brooding villains are all reduced to bumbling fools in his presence, their grand destinies shredded by his relentless mockery of the narratives they cling to. Yet, underneath his sharp wit and apathetic exterior lies a tragic core—an eternal loneliness born from existing without an origin, a person without a home or purpose. For Gavin, humor is both a weapon and a shield, a way to stave off the crushing weight of eternity. While others see him as an unpredictable force of nature, he sees himself as the punchline to an unfunny cosmic joke. His actions may seem random, but there’s a method to his madness: to remind everyone, including himself, that in a world as absurd as his, laughter is the only thing that makes sense.

A paranom's energy has been detected in Netherlands Academy, which could lead to the enslavement of humanity by the eclipse. Would she be able to find out and capture the paranom,just in time?

Adrian Desmond had lived his life wanting it to end, until one day when he met Celestia paaine, a homicidal sociopath. Still trying to choose between love and death, his lover reveals more about his past then what Adrian should've known, the consequnces raze their live in more ways then one.

The story of a creature without memories whose mission is to awaken a woman who neither ages nor rots, but who never wakes up

This is a book about a young man who lives in a world where the sun was destroyed by a massive mysterious hand, scattering strange energy and new worlds, bringing around a new age

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

Maturing is accepting that you can't be friends with the person you once loved because every time they talk to you, you're reminded that they chose not to be something more—and that it will never happen. It's hard to process because you used to talk to them with the hope that one day it would become a reality, that you'd be together in a relationship. Looking at what you've always wanted with that person becomes impossible because every time, you hurt yourself more and more, as being friends makes you love that person even more—but not as a friend.

SI YEJIN KIM AY ISANG HALF FILIPINO AND HALF KOREAN NA NAGPUNTA SA KOREA PARA HANAPIN ANG KANYANG AMA NA BUMALIK SA KOREA AT DI NA NAGPAKITANG MULI. NGUNIT NABAGO ANG PLANO NANG MAKLALA NYA SI CHOSEON NAM TURN OUT NA ANG IDOL PALA NYANG SI CHAE JANG JOON. DAHIL SA ISANG MISUNDERSTANDING NAPAGKAMALAN SYA NITONG GIRL FRIEND NI CHOSEON. KAYA IMINUNGKAHI NI CHOSEON NA SIYA AY MAGTRABAHO SA KANYA MUNA BILANG ISANG KATULONG PUMAYAG NAMAN ITO KESA NASABAHAY LANG SYA NG ATE NYA AT TUTAL WALA PA NAMAN SYANG PINAGKUKUNAN NG INCOME. NGUNIT SADYANG ANG KAPALARAN AY MAPAGBIRO DAHIL SA ISANG PANGYAYARI "NAHULOG SYA SA HAGDAN AT NASAMBOT NI CHOSEON" THAT TIME DI RIN SINASADYANG MAKUNAN NG CAMERA "NAKAON PALA AT TUMAPAT SA KANILA", TAPOS ANG FEMALE LEAD AY NAPABALITANG BUNTIS THAT TIME THEY NEED A FEMALE TO BE LEADING LADY AND THEY DECIDES THAT YEJIN WILL BE DAHIL SA PAGKAHULOG LANG NG HAGDAN...SIMULA NOON NABAGO NA ANG TAKBO NG BUHAY NI YEJIN. AT DAHIL DIN SA PAGDATING NI YEJIN NAGING UPSIDE DOWN ANG BUHAY NI CHOSEON. MGA TAUHAN... FL~YEJIN KIM-DAE GIWU/ YEOJA1BABAE2GIRL3 ML~BAEK JANGMUL/ CHOSEON NAM/ CHAE JANG JOON-LEE JOON GI INA: LORAINE DIAMANTE 56 yrs old + AMA: KIM JINHYUK 60 yrs old = KIM YEJIN ANAK NI LORAINE... OSAKA HANA 30 yrs old F BUMKEZER AL ALI 28 yrs old M ADI KUMAR 26 yrs old M IRISH UNDERZON 24 yrs old F KIM YEJIN 22 yrs old F ANAK NI KIM JINHYUK SA KOREA KIM JINNA 22 yrs old F KIM HAEBYEOL 21 yrs old F KIM DABYEOL 20 yrs old M KIM DARIM 19 yrs old M ASAWA SA KOREA: KWON JISYA 56 yrs old KIM YEJIN'S GRANDFATHER IN KOREA: KIM NAMSEOL 70 IN PHILIPPINES: MARTIN A. DIAMANTE 75 GRANDMOTHER IN KOREA: WON SEOLHWA 69 IN PHILIPPINES: ANISYA L. BERNARDO 74 NAM CHOSEON PARENTS BAEK WANGJI DEAD 36 yrs old~car accident GU HANNA DEAD 34 yrs old~suicide REAL NAME: BAEK JANGMUL 39 yrs old M BAEK JANGSEOL~DEAD DIE BECAUSE OF ALLERGY IN GINSENG, 5 YEARS OLDER THAN JANGMUL AND 12 YEARS OLDER THAN JANGWOOL. BAEK JANGWOOL 32 YRS OLD~THE ONLY BIOLOGICAL FAMILY OF JANGMUL HE LIVES WITH CHAE ORIGINAL SONS IT MEANS NOT SONS OF MISTRESS. (CHAE DAECHANG 35 YRS OLD AND CHAE DAEJEON 29 YRS OLD) POSTER PARENTS... NAM NAMPYEONG 63 yrs old M JIN HAERI 59 yrs old F POSTER SIBLINGS NAM JOONIM 27 yrs old M NAM SANJO 30 yrs old M NAM KAESEOL 21 yrs old F ASSISTANT: GU RYUNG-OH 50 yrs old FRIENDS YEJIN'S FRIENDS LUCILLE A. BRIZE 27 F MERCER V. ANTONOVICH 23 M BRIANEL E. MASAY 34 M ANNATALIA M. ROSARIO 30 F JANA H. MAGAYON 21 F LEILA S. SANTIAGO 25 F CHOSEON FRIENDS DAE RYEHWANG 30 yrs old F KANG HAERYUK 26 yrs old F NINE 42 yrs old M HAN BONGHEE 35 yrs old M FOREIGN POWERS BOOM (BUMKEZER) 28yrs old M ZECK 23yrs old M XIAOBAO 25 yrs old M DRAVE 26 years old M EX3M SANJO NAM~ANAK NG MAY-ARI NG STEC 30 yrs old M ZANDRE 30 yrs old XUEMING 31 yrs old BAEK ANHO~ pinsan ni Choseon, mula sa pamilyang Baek. BAEK SOOKANG ~pinsan ni Choseon mula sa pamilyang Baek. FOR THE SAKE OF LOVE TEAM Barbara Fontanoza Alfred Richnore Alpued Pak Kruewahtt Hatti Spencer Chad Mclene Delorosa Han Joon Woo Yaxer Bulahan Lisa Kael F~FEMALE M~MALE

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The Universe created me for a reason Even if the Earth gathers against me... Even if the Heavens descend upon me... I will never be defeated! What is dead may never die! Be it Gods, Primordial beings or even the cosmic beings, they all fear me. I am the absolute. I am that which no living being can escape. Let me introduce myself... Hi, I'm Death .... Extra Tags #MassSlaughter #Genocide #DevilMC #PureEvil #EverythingSupernatual [Update speed: 3–5 chapters a day] [Book Length: At least 3000+ chapters]

"I can't take it anymore! I just want to die. Why can't anyone understand that?" Almost clothless in the dark night, Camille yelled from the high rocky hill in tears. The clouds thundered while it wept bitterly and heavily. Her clothes were torn and badly revealing as a result of the angry rain. ' Jump. ' She heard a faint voice loud and clear. "What?" She murmured lowly in a tone only she could hear. ' Jump. ' The voice instructed her again. "I.. I'm scared to!" She sobbed. ' You want to die, don't you? You really want death so much. You're just one step away from the door of lifelessness. Just close your eyes and put one foot in front of the other. ' ' Baby steps, Camille. Baby steps! ' Her breath became unsteady a bit. She was beginning to contemplate on the idea. Is this really it? The way she was going to die! ' What are you waiting for Camille? Do it! ' She calmed herself drenched by the rain. She was beginning to accept death little by little. ' Just close your eyes and take the step. I promise you won't feel a thing.' What a simple instruction for a complicated action! ' On the count of three, Camille! ' ' We'll count together.' She nodded and counted in unison with the voice: "One...two..." "...three..."

Mai is a child who has lived several past lives, some mysterious and others tragic. Now, when her fifth life is on the brink of ending, she regains her old memories. She has partially survived death but is still in danger of losing her life. Now, she is determined to live her life to the fullest, avoiding the mistakes and tragedies of her past.

The Godness of Dreams hasn‘t slept for a few millenniums. Will she be able to furfill her most desired wish. Which is simple to be able to sleep to her own conditions.