Vu Canh Ky

Qu'est-ce qui était pire que la mort elle-même ? Eh bien, c'était mourir en sachant que personne ne vous regretterait, en sachant que votre mort était un service rendu à tous ceux que vous aviez connus. C'était exactement ce que je ressentais le jour où je suis mort. J'étais le fruit de l'amour du Roi Alpha de l'Éclipse, à une époque où le lien d'âme sœur était considéré comme sacré, un enfant né hors mariage n'était rien de moins que sacrilège... 'C'était sa faute, il aimait quelqu'un d'autre que son âme sœur...' 'C'était sa faute, il avait eu une connaissance charnelle d'une femme humaine.' 'Tout était de sa faute, mon seul crime était d'être né de sa luxure.' Mais pourquoi ce Roi Alpha qui était mon père était-il parfaitement en sécurité, alors que j'étais haï, méprisé et blâmé pour tout à la place ? Pourquoi devais-je être le pion de mon père, utilisé pour atteindre ses buts ? Pourquoi ne pouvais-je pas être rejeté comme tout le monde mais étais au lieu de cela assassiné par ma propre âme sœur ? Pourquoi ai-je été tué avant même d'avoir eu la chance de vivre ? J'avais mille questions et pourtant il n'y avait personne pour répondre et c'était exactement comme ça que je suis mort... Alors pourquoi mes yeux se sont-ils rouverts ce jour-là, un mois avant ma mort ? Était-ce à cause de mon petit secret ? Un secret que je ne dirai à personne d'autre qu'à vous... Au vu du titre de mon récit, vous devez penser que je suis un loup Oméga... Non, vous vous trompez... Je ne suis pas un loup Oméga, je suis un loup Alpha et mon nom est Oméga. ~Deuxième livre de la série la Renaissance des Loups-Garous. *Pas un préquel ou une suite à 'La Némésis du Roi Alpha', les deux livres ne sont pas liés si ce n'est pour le cadre du monde et le concept de Renaissance des Loup-Garous. *Couverture obtenue sur internet, tous les crédits vont à l'artiste original.*

La race humaine est en guerre avec les Vicious Dalki et quand ils avaient besoin d'aide plus que jamais, ILS ont commencé à apparaître. Des humains qui s'étaient cachés dans les ombres pendant des centaines d'années, des gens avec des capacités. Certains ont choisi de partager leurs connaissances avec le reste du monde dans l'espoir de gagner la guerre, tandis que d'autres ont gardé leurs capacités pour eux-mêmes. Quinn avait tout perdu à cause de la guerre, sa maison, sa famille et la seule chose qu'il avait héritée était un vieux livre minable qu'il ne pouvait même pas ouvrir. Mais lorsque le livre a finalement été ouvert, Quinn s'est vu attribuer un système et sa vie entière a été bouleversée. Il a accompli quête après quête et est devenu plus puissant, jusqu'à ce qu'un jour le système lui donne une quête qu'il n'était pas sûr de pouvoir accomplir. "Il est temps de se nourrir!" "Vous devez boire du sang humain dans les 24 heures" "Vos HP continueront de diminuer jusqu'à ce que la tâche soit accomplie"

Il y a 5 ans, la Terre a été le théâtre d'un événement désormais connu sous le nom de “L'Éveil du Monde”. À ce moment-là, le monde a complètement changé. Le mana s'est réveillé dans le monde, les portails ont commencé à s'ouvrir, et un écran holographique est apparu devant les yeux de chaque humain, qui détaillait leur “statut”. Chaque individu s'est vu attribuer un talent pour commencer, allant de capacités simples comme une vue améliorée à des trucs de fantasy fous comme la pyrokinésie. Et au sein de cette myriade d'abilités, Damien s'est éveillé à une affinité spatiale avec la compétence de “téléportation à courte distance”. Au début, il était excité, pensant à des combats intenses et à acquérir un grand pouvoir, mais la réalité a été rapide à le ramener à la raison. Son habileté ne fonctionnait que dans la zone de 10 mètres autour de lui, et ses statistiques physiques étaient incroyablement faibles, le laissant fatigué après avoir utilisé son pouvoir quelques fois. Désillusionné par sa faiblesse, Damien a vécu une vie tranquille en faisant tout ce qu'il pouvait pour joindre les deux bouts, jusqu'à ce qu'un jour, tout change. Damien a été trahi et jeté dans un portail, laissé pour compte à se défendre seul dans un labyrinthe de bêtes. Quelque chose a craqué en lui ce jour-là. Il refusait de rester faible et de baisser la tête plus longtemps. Lorsqu'il émergea des ténèbres, il se retrouva dans un nouveau monde, sans idée de comment retourner sur Terre. Cependant, il n'était plus le même enfant qu'au moment de sa chute. ===== Discord : https://discord.gg/sEfafFXazb ===== Couverture par Lia.Audelia

In the desolate halls of Flamesworth estate, time is broken, déjà vu lingers like a haunting melody, and Sylvain Flamesworth—last heir to a once-great lineage—is trapped in the spiraling loops of rejection and tradition,but Sylvain isn’t just another pawn of fate, he is so much more than that.

[WSA Entry 2k25] In a world ravaged by poverty, war, crime and violence, Ryker Mortis, a young man from a humble background, is exposed to the dark side of their world's gods. He witnesses the brutal slaughter of his sister, watching as her blood spilled over an altar, all in the notion of sacrifice to the gods. Driven by the brutal murder of his sister, he embarks on a dangerous journey to slay the gods and exert justice. With the help of his unique ability and his powerful companions, Kyōfu, Ryker must navigate treacherous landscapes, battle formidable foes, and overcome unknown dangers. As Ryker's strength grows, so does the dangers that surrounds him. The gods, determined to maintain their power and control, will stop at nothing to crush the young godslayer. However, Ryker's determination and unwavering will supersedes his fear and weaknesses. Will Ryker succeed in his quest to slay the gods, or will he be defeated by their unimaginable celestial powers?

Com a ascensão do vapor e da maquinaria, quem pode se tornar um Beyonder? Envolto na névoa da história e das trevas, quem ou o que é o mal que espreita e sussurra em nossos ouvidos? Acordando para enfrentar uma série de mistérios, Zhou Mingrui se vê reencarnado como Klein Moretti em um mundo alternativo da era vitoriana, onde encontra um mundo cheio de máquinas, canhões, encouraçados, dirigíveis, máquinas diferenciais, bem como Poções, Adivinhações, Magias, Cartas de Tarô, Artefatos Selados… A Luz continua a brilhar, mas o mistério sempre está à espreita. Siga Klein enquanto ele se envolve com as igrejas do mundo — tanto ortodoxas quanto heterodoxas — e desenvolve lentamente novos poderes graças às poções Beyonder. Assim como a carta de tarô correspondente, O Tolo, que é numerada como 0 — um número de potencial ilimitado — esta é a lenda de “O Tolo”.

Natsuki Kazama is a College Professor, but he slowly gets entangled into the Yakuza, CIA, Gangs, and all of the above.

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.

``` Le monde qui a vu naître le sommet de la civilisation magique est sur le point d'être détruit. Le dernier survivant est revenu d'innombrables années en arrière, à l'époque où naissait la civilisation magique, et d'innombrables mages tâtonnaient sur ce chemin épineux. Lui, qui venait de la Fin de l'Ère Magique, marchait vers le Trône Suprême ```

A une époque reculée, au-delà de toute temporalité connue, s'était érigé, tels d'imposantes montagnes sur la vaste terre d'Akham, les royaumes Istarek et Vissaris. Ces derniers, en continuel conflit depuis la nuit des temps, s’étaient vu en 1168 ap. La Brèche, entraînés dans un énième conflit visant à s'emparer, cette fois-ci, du Golfe de Raï. Ce n'est cependant que trois ans plus tard que cette dernière s'était achevée sous la victoire vissarienne, entraînant dans son sublime triomphe l'annihilation totale du peuple adverse. Malheureusement, 14 ans plus tard, la sombre civilisation refait mystérieusement surface menaçant à présent de conquérir tout le pays. Désormais, c'est au tour de la nouvelle génération d'entrer en scène. Ainsi ’Alessio, 5ème et dernier héritier de la lignée Vissaris se porta volontaire dans le ferme objectif de réduire à jamais, ce fléau millénaire, depuis bien trop longtemps persistant...

Hasad ki manzil sirf tareek andheri raat hy Yehh kahani hy ik Larki ki jis ka Nam Maira Hussain shah hy jis ki family Bhi isi hasad ka shikar Hui thi . Woh kehty hain na kahani khatam ni hoti , qatal krny waly yeh bhool jaty hain ky survivors to bach jaty hain . Esi tarah kahani ka ik or qirdar Waleed Ahmad khanzada hy Jo badly ky kisi ajnany safar par nikal para hy , jis par usko bhi yaqeen ni hy ky uska wujood baqi rahy ga ya ni , lekin yahan parwah kese hai Ik kirdar ROMAAN ALI SIKANDAR hy Jo apni hi maghroor zindagi guzarny mein magan yeh Bhool betha hy ky duniya mein hamesha khush rehna boht mushkil hy . Ik or Sab sy ehm kirdar Alex - 26 Bhi hy , Jis ko raaz pasand hain . or usko har raaz pata hy , yahan tk ky uski apni zindagi ik boht gehra raaz hy . Yeh hai kahani in kirdaron ki jin ky raasty na jany kab milein gy Lekin Is umeed par zindaa hain ky in ko apni manzil mily gi or kon kon in ka saath chory ga . Keo ky " JO ZINDA BACH JAYEIN UNKA MARNA YAQEENI HY "

Alex grapples with a profound existential crisis. Secluded in their dimly lit room, Alex reflects on a disquieting shift in their inner world. Once brimming with contemplation, their thoughts have now dissipated, leaving them feeling unnervingly empty and disconnected. As they wrestle with the unsettling absence of their mental depth, Alex confronts a paradoxical sense of peace and emptiness, revealing the fragile boundary between overthinking and a numb, disembodied existence. Through poignant introspection and a hauntingly quiet setting, the novel explores themes of identity, consciousness, and the essence of self. (These events were real)

In a world where the echoes of a forgotten civilization linger, Ichika, a young boy with the soul of an old man, discovers his unique abilities during a mysterious "God Blessing." But his awakening is far from peaceful. Haunted by a chilling vision and plagued by a strange sense of déjà vu, Ichika embarks on a perilous journey of self-discovery. Guided by his fiercely protective older sister, Ichika grapples with the weight of his past life and the uncertainties of his new reality. As he navigates the dangers of a world shrouded in mystery, he must confront the lingering trauma of his "God Blessing" and unlock the secrets of his past, all while forging a deeper connection with his sister and the world around him. This coming-of-age fantasy blends elements of magical realism with poignant reflections on loss, family, and the enduring power of human connection.

....................................... Where am I? Why am I here? How am I here? Why I can't remember anything? Why does all of this feels familiar? Why do I always feel a sense of Deja Vu when I take every step? Let me think... . . . Who am I? No,the question here is What am I? (a/n): This is supposed to be a mystery novel that have the codings like binary,base 64,etc. But me knowing myself,I made it so that this is just a slice of life with a lot of plot holes.Most of the plot holes will be answered (try to/fix) in the "Boku wa nanidashou? (Log)" Beware that this is my first time writing this kind of stuff so give me some pointers. Bye! ⊂ヽ 　 ＼＼ Λ＿Λ 　　 ＼( ˘ω˘ ) 　　　 >　⌒ヽ 　　　/ 　 へ＼ 　　 /　　/　＼＼ 　　 ﾚ　ノ　　 ヽ_つ 　　/　/ 　 /　/| 　(　(ヽ 　|　|、＼ 　| 丿 ＼ ⌒) 　| |　　) / ノ ) Lﾉ (_／

In the vibrant realm of Azhagi, a land where light and darkness are locked in an eternal struggle, an ancient prophecy foretells the rise of heroes destined to protect their world. Arjun, a mortal with a sharp intellect and exceptional storytelling abilities, finds himself unexpectedly thrust into the heart of this conflict when dark forces begin to threaten the peace of his homeland. Joined by his steadfast companions-Meera, a skilled archer whose keen eye never misses a target; Arjun, a warrior with a heart of gold and unmatched strength; and Tara, a mystical guardian with the power to commune with ancient beings-they embark on a quest to uncover the truth behind the rising darkness. As they traverse the enchanting landscapes of Azhagi, they encounter mythical creatures, uncover ancient lore, and face powerful adversaries. Arjun must rely on his intelligence and creativity, crafting tales that inspire hope and rally allies, even as he struggles with his inadequacies in combat. Together, the heroes will forge powerful bonds, face daunting challenges, and ultimately awaken their true potential. As the shadows loom ever closer, can Arjun and his friends harness the strength of their unity to confront the dark forces threatening to consume their world? "Azhagi: The Awakening of Heroes" is a tale of bravery, friendship, and the enduring power of hope in the face of despair.

# The Rise from Despair: Qiao Nian's Journey of Redemption In the opulent confines of the Hou Mansion, Qiao Nian once reigned as the cherished pearl in the palm of everyone's hands for fifteen blissful years. Her life was a tapestry of love and privilege, surrounded by doting parents, an adoring elder brother, and a promising engagement to the renowned General Xiao, a hero who had achieved great military feats. But fate, with its cruel whims, had other plans. One fateful day, Qiao Nian's world came crashing down around her. She was abruptly informed that she was nothing more than a fake千金 (adopted daughter). In an instant, the love and affection that had been hers were snatched away and bestowed upon Lin Yuan. Her once-loving parents turned their backs on her, devoting all their attention to Lin Yuan. Her elder brother, driven by his infatuation for Lin Yuan, heartlessly pushed her down a small building. Even her fiancé, General Xiao, chose to side with Lin Yuan, leaving Qiao Nian alone and betrayed. For the sake of Lin Yuan, they all stood by indifferently as Qiao Nian was unjustly accused. Without a word of protest, they watched as she was punished and sent to the laundry bureau, where she endured three long years of servitude. Those three years were a living hell, filled with hardship, loneliness, and heartbreak. Day after day, night after night, she suffered in silence, her spirit slowly crushed under the weight of their betrayal. But just when it seemed that all hope was lost, a remarkable transformation occurred. Three years later, the tables turned in a most unexpected way. The Hou Ye and his wife, filled with remorse, fell to their knees before Qiao Nian, tears streaming down their faces. "Nian Nian, we were wrong. Please come home with us," they pleaded, their voices choked with regret. The arrogant young master of the Hou Mansion knelt outside her door for an entire night, his pride shattered. "Nian Nian, can you find it in your heart to forgive me?" he begged, his eyes filled with desperation. And General Xiao, the once-untouchable hero, approached her with wounds that bled both physically and emotionally. "Nian Nian, please have pity on me. Look at me one more time," he implored, his voice filled with pain. But Qiao Nian's heart, which had been broken into a million pieces during those three years of torment, was now as cold as ice. The love and trust that had once burned bright within her had been extinguished, replaced by a deep well of bitterness and resentment. "Pity? It would be better if I were dead and my ashes scattered to the wind," she thought, her heart hardened against their pleas. However, Qiao Nian's story didn't end in despair. In the midst of her darkest hour, she met a man who saw her for who she truly was and loved her unconditionally. With him by her side, she found a new lease on life, a happiness she had never dared to dream of. As Qiao Nian blossomed in her newfound happiness, those who had once wronged her could only watch from afar, filled with regret and longing. They were afraid to even approach her, for fear that in the years to come, they would lose even the chance to catch a glimpse of her from a distance. This is a story of betrayal and redemption, of heartbreak and hope. It is a tale that will take you on an emotional rollercoaster, from the depths of despair to the heights of joy. Join Qiao Nian on her journey as she rises from the ashes of her past and discovers the true meaning of love and happiness.

Nơi miền Nam khô cằn và hoang vu, một vương quốc đằng sau bức tường băng vĩnh cửu luôn dậy sóng. Vương quốc của Rồng. Rồng, Những sinh vật uy nghiêm và huyền bí, nhưng lại bị nguyền rủa bởi thứ sức mạnh hủy diệt và tàn bạo. Ngọn lửa hung dữ của chúng nuốt chửng mọi sự sống trên đường đi. Một cuộc xung đột kéo dài hàng thập kỷ giữa miền Bắc và miền Nam, tựa một truyền thuyết xa xưa chưa từng được viết. Một truyền thuyết sinh ra vào thuở khai sơ của thời gian. Những con rồng, từng hung dữ, giờ đây lại trở nên khốn khổ tột cùng. Một lời nguyền giáng xuống trái tim khiến chúng mất đi khả năng cảm nhận được hơi ấm của sự sống, chịu đựng nỗi thống khổ của cái lạnh vĩnh cửu. Nỗi đau ấy đi theo da diết ngày đêm như ăn mòn chính bản chất của chúng, cả thể xác và tâm hồn. Irish, cũng không là ngoại lệ. Những cơn ác mộng ăn mòn tâm trí anh khi màn đêm buông xuống. Choáng ngợp bởi tuyệt vọng, Irish tìm kiếm một ánh dương, một sự giải thoát khỏi nỗi đau khổ của mình. Khoảnh khắc ánh mắt họ chạm nhau, thế giới xung quanh anh dường như nghiêng trên trục của nó. Một sinh vật mỏng manh, thanh thoát, bộ lông trắng tinh khôi mềm mại như lông tơ của mây, mang theo một mùi hương ngọt ngào, dịu dàng, mang đến sự an ủi cho tâm hồn mệt mỏi của anh. Hành trình của một tâm hồn mong manh giữa thế giới hỗn loạn, tìm kiếm ánh sáng rạng rỡ của hòa bình. [Truyện slow burn, mid-angst, bạo lực]

"Dianoia Einai Dynami" - Knowledge Is Power. In a world where magic flows like air and knowledge is might, the prestigious Astra Magic University stands as a beacon for those seeking to master the arcane arts. But for Anton Kurona Voya, it represents something more: a chance to unravel the mystery of his father's death and the inexplicable power that pulses through his veins – the ability to manipulate time itself. Welcome to Astra Magic University, where every spell tells a story, and every student holds a secret. The clock is ticking, and Anton's journey is just beginning - or maybe ending. Was that a Deja'Vu? --- The Chronomancer is a love letter to a bittersweet force that haunts my life. Time. 10K words a week beginning in 2025.

Story of a 17 year old, French/Japanese boy called Theo Kenpachi who thrives to challenge his brothers Lucas and Marcus for the World Cup. With his determination, he will later on face his brothers in a thrilling Competition called European Super League with their own respective teams. Later on, The World Cup will take place, as his brothers take on the French badge whilst Theo takes the Japanese badge, which of the brothers will win? Lappnant or Kenpachi!?

Kys, Tsu, athex, art, demon, noob, failed, zahard, akkuzz, and ESCPECIALLY chocolates. And btw, ily my dear pookie why do i exist...

In the heart of Nyxalia, renowned detective Elias Hawthorne is haunted by the brutal murder of his wife, Clara. Driven by grief and armed with a cursed revolver that grants him dark powers, he embarks on a perilous quest for vengeance. As he unravels a web of deceit, Elias confronts his own demons and the sinister forces at play, navigating a world filled with shadows, puzzles, and memories of the past. With each step closer to the truth, he risks losing not only his humanity but the very essence of what he seeks-justice for Clara and redemption for himself. In Shadows of Vengeance, every clue leads deeper into the abyss, and not all mysteries are meant to be solved.

Lui Huang had no plans in joining an Unlimited Flow game, with a survival rate less than 20%. In fact he had no idea that such a game had existed in the first place. And if he did, he was far too busy to have even cared. The only plan he had was to go to sleep and wake up the next day ready for his midterms. But what he got instead was the sound of a monotonous mechanical voice announcing the start of a game called ARCHIVE. [Archive Loading In....3...2...1] [Archive Online.] [Archive Welcome's Record 1001, Lui Huang.] [All Records must make their way to the Lobby Of Truth within 10 minutes.] .... [Time Is Up.] [Current Time Frame; 00:00:00] [Conducting Record Count.] [Insufficient Records.] [Commencing Penalty.] [Penalty: DEATH.] ..... Lui Yang stared indifferently at the man that looked down on him with eye's green as emeralds but dark as the abyss. He frowned as he tried to pull his arm away. "...Let go of me." He was experiencing a terrible sense of deja vu as the current events began to unfold the same way as last time. Just like before, he was once again pressed tightly against the wall with both of his hands pinned above his head. And above him stood a man that wished for nothing more than to not only conquer the realms but Lui Huang's whole entire being as well. It seemed that an annoying obstacle continued to block his path time and time again. What horror game?! This was looking more and more like a dating simulation game instead. Lui Huang was getting so fed up he no longer wanted to play. As if he had a choice in that matter? L.H: I want out! This isn't fun anymore, imediately let me out right now!! Let this Loazi leave!!! A certain green eyed mad man: *Chuckles amusingly.* Leave, and go where exactly? Home? L.H: *__* "This is your home now. Your job, your life... your dreams, it's the very air that you breath. You think if you won you could leave and return back to your world? *He smiles callously. Eyes cold and menacing.* I'd never allow it, not even your lifeless corpse would be able to return."

I looked at a strange girl in the middle of the crowd as me and my bandmates where performing on stage I looked at her with curiousity as she stood out from the crowd as I continued to sing I kept my eyes on her as a tear fell from her mysterous eyes... she  slowly turned around and disappeared in the crowd...I had to focus and give my best for my fans but she was all I could think about ... who was she??  why do I feel like I know her???  why was she crying???....is this what you call deja vu?

People are always afraid of what they do not know, wary of what they do not understand. There are those who dare to step out and learn about them, but there is no consensus. The issue of human rights for humanoid anomalies has always been a burning, smoldering issue, not to mention the fact that all government agencies and organizations try to cover up the existence of anomalies. And then, it burst open, like a series of continuous chemical reactions, and World War 3 broke out.

WARNING: DARK ROMANCE, MATURE The judge's lips curved into a thin, wicked smile as her gaze locked onto Asher. She stepped forward, her black lace gown trailing behind her like a dark, flowing shadow. Beneath the mask that obscured her eyes, something cold and knowing gleamed—a predator sizing up its prey. Asher’s pulse quickened. He hadn’t expected this. No one had. From his seat, Mr. Evergland studied the scene with careful detachment, one hand resting casually on the arm of his throne-like chair. The room was tense, a ripple of hushed murmurs passing through the vampire assembly. Some watched with fascination. Others with growing unease. A few even looked outright afraid. The judge’s voice shattered the silence, calm but laced with a chilling authority. "You’ve made your choice," she said, each word deliberate. "You want to challenge this union, to save your sister... but you offer yourself as the prize. Very well. Let’s make it official." Asher froze, his breath caught in his chest. Official. The word settled over him like an iron weight, suffocating the air in the room. He had walked into this with no plan, no backup—but now it was too late to back down. The judge raised her hand, and the crowd fell into stunned silence. Her voice rang out again, carrying a finality that reverberated through the cold marble walls. "Tonight, Asher of the Kapella family," she declared, her tone unwavering, "you will not only interrupt our ceremony—you will replace it. We will honor the bond you’ve offered, and in doing so, I will bind you to me." A collective gasp swept through the room. Eyes flicked nervously between Asher and the judge. He could feel the weight of every gaze, but his own mind was spinning. This can’t be happening. This wasn’t part of the plan. "What do you mean?" he stammered, panic creeping into his voice. He had thought he was making a stand, but now it felt like the ground was slipping out from under him. "I... I didn’t mean—" The judge’s smile deepened, cruel and sharp. She tilted her head, as if savoring his discomfort. "Did you really think there would be no consequences?" she asked, her voice silk over steel. "You’ve disrupted our world, Asher. You’ve made your offer, and now... you’ll fulfill it. In the most fitting way." ______ In the desolate world of Rakan, the Evergland Clan reigns supreme as the most powerful royal vampire family. In a bid to secure an alliance, they seek a marriage candidate for their son and turn to the most coveted human family in the land, the Kapellas, who, despite their status, live in poverty and misfortune. This human family consists of a widowed mother, an eldest daughter, and two sons: the youngest son, who is mute, and the eldest son, Asher, who is terminally ill. The Evergland Clan arranges a grand dinner and ball to unite the families. Though the eldest daughter, the family’s pillar of strength, has already found love with another human, she is nonetheless chosen to marry the vampire heir. Bound by duty but conflicted by her heart, she is set to fulfill the Evergland Clan’s wishes. During the proceedings, Asher, determined to protect his sister from a loveless union, takes a bold step. He interrupts the wedding and takes over, giving himself up to a mysterious women. Unaware of the consequences this declaration will bring, Asher unknowingly opens the door to a fate far darker than he could have anticipated.

Synopsis: Sophia, a journalist, investigates organized crime. Dante, a mafia underboss, is tasked with stopping her. But Sophia's determination and intelligence intrigue him. As they engage in a cat-and-mouse game, Dante finds himself torn between duty and desire. CHAPTER 1: "Deadline Looming"* Sophia Russo tapped her pen impatiently on her desk, staring at the blank page in front of her. Her editor, Mark, had been breathing down her neck all morning. "Sophia, where's the mafia exposé?" Mark asked, his voice firm but laced with annoyance. "You've had weeks to work on this. I need something concrete by the end of the day." Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "I'm close, Mark. Just need to verify some sources." Mark's expression turned skeptical. "Verify? You've been verifying for months. I need results, Sophia." As Mark walked away, Sophia's phone buzzed with an incoming text: "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th and Main at 7 pm. Come alone. -A" Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Alex, her reliable source, rarely contacted her directly. She glanced around the newsroom, ensuring no one watched, before quickly typing: "See you then." The message sent, Sophia's mind whirled with possibilities. What did Alex have for her? Was it finally the break she needed? The pressure from Mark still lingered, but Sophia's determination reignited. She would get this story. As she processed the message, a sudden wave of déjà vu washed over her. The newsroom around her blurred, and Sophia felt herself transported back in time. She saw herself as a teenager, sitting in the backseat of her parents' car, laughing and arguing with her mom about college plans. The sound of screeching tires and shattering glass shattered the memory. Sophia's heart raced as she relived the horror of that fateful night. Her parents' faces flashed before her: her father's encouraging smile, her mother's unwavering determination. The accident's aftermath unfolded like a cruel slideshow – the hospital, the funeral, the loneliness. Sophia's gaze drifted to the silver necklace around her neck, the press badge pendant a tangible connection to her parents' legacy.

Have you ever experienced deja vu? I have this weird feeling every time I wake up. Sometimes I can't even distinguish dreams from reality. I always have nagging inner questions to myself. Where am I? Is this real? How did I get here? Why this keeps happening? My name is Cassandra, Cassie for short, I have been living a normal life for 17 years except for one thing. Ever since I was 13, every night, I had these strange dreams. Sometimes scary, sometimes exciting, sometimes sad, and sometimes magical...Something familiar, mysterious entities calling out to me. Weird right? but things don't get any weirder on my 18th birthday... ------‐----------------------------------- Hello guys, iza-nii here! I admit I'm not a good writer but I'm trying anyway. I have this idea because of my dreams hahaha anyway don't expect too much as I do things randomly outside work. I just wanted to share with you what weird dreams I'm having. Due to this I have insomnia for last couple of years ...I can't really remember errr...

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.

This story is about kori kyū a 16 year old, high schooler. she gets teleported to another world and has to do a troublesome job to go back to her realm. what do you think, will she be able to sleep on her bed once again?

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