No Time To Say Goodbye

Kekuatan terkuat dalam pertempuran x pria di tahta tertinggi Ini adalah era di mana kecerdasan buatan menentukan arah kehidupan manusia. Musuh paling terkenal bagi Federasi, panglima tertinggi Komando Militer Navi, Adrian Yate, dan anggota dewan perwakilan termuda dari Dewan Tertinggi, Zhong Yan, dicocokkan oleh AI sebagai kandidat pernikahan yang paling optimal satu sama lain. Jika mereka menolak rekomendasi optimal AI, mereka harus membayar denda. Adrian: Buat apa aku membayar? Aku tidak punya uang, jadi enyahlah! Zhong Yan: Aku juga tidak punya uang. AI: Kalau denda tidak dibayar sesuai batas waktu, selamat atas penyatuan kalian.

Luis has always kept to himself, a shy, introverted gamer hiding in the shadows of Oakfield High. But everything changes when his best friend drags him to a club, where a chance encounter with Garber Yarros—the school’s golden boy—sets his world ablaze. “Look who we have here. If it isn’t the cute nerd of our class. Where are your glasses?” Garber’s teasing words had Luis’s heart racing, but his next actions left it shattered. When Garber shoves him away in disgust, calling him “gross” and “gay,” Luis’s quiet admiration turns to heartbreak. The humiliation of being rejected by his lifelong crush is almost unbearable—until Garber’s late-night intrusion into his room reveals a hidden truth. “You play innocent in class, but deep down, you’ve always wanted me to touch you, haven’t you?” Garber whispers, his hands rough but deliberate, igniting a dangerous passion Luis knows he shouldn’t want. Caught in a whirlwind of toxic desire and lingering humiliation, Luis must confront a painful question: can love survive when it’s built on lust, denial, and secrets? Quickies and Goodbyes is a dark, emotionally charged BL romance that dives into the messy realities of desire, identity, and heartbreak.

The girl who has been ignored by her own family. Until she has diagnosed by a Liver Cancer. Now will she get cured? witness her dyingly journey.

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.

"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…

I, Fang Cheng, an Immortal. Although I had developed many hit games, there was one question I never quite figured out. Games, why are you fun?

A World ruled by kings one king attacked an small Village killing Sai family he vowed to free the village

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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

Alex thought he left it all behind—the court, the spotlight, the whispers of a legacy too heavy to carry. Starting fresh at a new high school was supposed to be his escape. No basketball. No pressure. Just a quiet life in the background. But when the school’s failing basketball team crosses paths with Alex, fate takes a sudden turn. Secrets from his past threaten to surface, and the team’s desperation pulls him into a world he swore he’d never return to. Now, with time running out, Alex must decide: will he remain in the shadows, or rise to meet a challenge bigger than any game he’s ever played? One thing’s for sure—this time, there are No Timeouts.

Long ago when he was only a little boy the dark lord attacked his town and killed all adult males. He was captured along with his mother and two sisters. One of his sister got separated from them. To keep his remaining family alive he has to fight in the cage and bring profit to his cruel masters. If he ever looses a war then his family dies. So far he has never lost and has been bringing massive profits to his masters. The are happy with him and promised to let go of his sister after 5 more fights. But today he made a grave mistake; he got distracted while fighting. It cost his masters a lot of cash. The distraction was a beautiful girl he has never seen before. His masters punish him by sticking a needle where it hurts the most; his family. In his mind he can only blame the stranger who distracted him. He his devastated and hungry for revenge. How will he ever attain freedom or his much desired vengeance?

Amanda thought she was born this way, to be betrayed, and end up like a fool who doesn't know what it is to live like a powerful person. She only dreamed of living a simple life with Edmund, her fiancée. However, she didn't expect to be betrayed by someone she'd loved. She's lost everything but the precious ring her mother had given her. Knowing she couldn't let them have their way, she swallowed the ring before plunging to her death. However, she didn't expect to wake up in her room after her death. As she continues, she will be facing the same plot of her life. However, she will change it into a brand new life. But, as she goes on turning the tables. She will be encountering unexpected events that will make her change.

In her previous life, Su Anya was plagued with misfortunes, and the root of her misfortunes was herself. Her cowardness filled her path with pain and sufferings. Su Anya was kicked out of the school as she was framed for cheating in a competition, at that time she couldn't even fight for her own justice. When her most trustworthy best friend stole her designs, she didn't even have the courage to confront him. Her sister died as a result of her carelessness, making her despised by her own brother. "You are the most selfish person." These are the words that kept haunting her, and she wanted to run away from them. Finally, Su Anya found an escape route, i.e., death. After suffering, the heavens give her a second chance, and Su Anya is reborn ten years back. In this life, Su Anya had decided to make amends with her regrets. Su Anya's plan does not include revenge; instead, she intends to make peace with all of her regrets. Regret for not taking a stand for herself. Regret for distancing herself from her brother and sister. Regret for being a weakling and a coward... In this life, she will make peace with her regrets...

Eight strangers. One daylight heist. No way out. When a bank robbery spirals out of control, a crew of misfits must navigate betrayal, chaos, and their own demons to survive. With the police closing in, hostages slipping from their grasp, and a mysterious employer pulling strings from the shadows, trust shatters and alliances fray. As tensions rise and escape seems impossible, each decision could mean life, death, or a shot at freedom. In this relentless thriller, the only certainty is that no plan survives the moment it begins.

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.

Paavna is your average Chennai girl: middle-class, top scorer in everything except English, and a part-time life coach for her two chaos-machine brothers. Her life is simple, predictable, and occasionally interrupted by bus conductors yelling, “Oru ticket thara ma!” But even in her sea of struggles, she holds on to one secret: a hopeless crush on her classmate Aadav since first standard. Why? No idea. It’s not like he handed her a crayon or something. It just...happened. Aadav, on the other hand, is living proof that money can’t buy happiness—or therapy. Abandoned by his parents for their shiny new families, he’s been stuck with an empty mansion, two nerdy besties, and a reputation for being too cool to care. Except, he does care—especially about a certain girl who refuses to crumble under the weight of life, unlike him. But his pride won’t let him admit he likes her, so he hides it the way all boys do: by pretending she doesn’t exist. When they finally get around to addressing the awkwardness between them, it becomes clear that their feelings have always been there—buried under layers of misunderstandings. Paavna: "You know, for someone who’s so smart, you’re really bad at this ‘love’ thing." Aadav: "And for someone who aces everything, you’re really bad at reading signals." Paavna: "Signals? What signals? I’m just waiting for you to say something sensible for once!"

"Bajo el peso de la corona". En un continente dividido por rivalidades ancestrales y ambiciones desenfrenadas, los siete reinos han convivido en una frágil paz que podría desmoronarse en cualquier momento. Haru, un príncipe nacido en el más pequeño y olvidado de los reinos, carga con un sueño ambicioso: unir a todos los reinos y devolver la paz y prosperidad a un continente marcado por la desconfianza y los conflictos. Guiado por su determinación y un profundo sentido de justicia, Haru se enfrenta a desafíos que van más allá de las diferencias políticas y culturales. A su lado, figuras clave como Rin, su leal confidente, y Hikari, su hermana menor, serán pilares en su misión. Pero no todos comparten su visión; enemigos en las sombras conspiran para frustrar sus planes y perpetuar la discordia.

Jang Min-joon is young, rich, handsome, and charismatic – everything one could wish for. As a successful CEO in his thirties, his days are filled with making business decisions, living a luxurious life, and maintaining a perfect image. But behind the flawless exterior lies a man who is uptight, controlled, and, in some ways, somewhat lonely. His world starts to change when Seo In-young, a short, charming, and bold woman, enters his workplace. Despite being just 24 years old, she is the only one brave enough to stand up to his perfect standards. Although she is physically his opposite, she is the only one who isn’t afraid to challenge him and bring everything he never asked for: laughter, chaos, and unexpected challenges. As their dynamic develops, Min-joon increasingly confronts his own insecurities, while In-young becomes more involved in the life and person she initially saw as an unattainable ideal. Every situation becomes a source of fun and hilarious misunderstandings, and while Min-joon tries to maintain his controlled image, In-young introduces unpredictability and chaos, pushing him to reconsider everything he thought he knew about perfection. This humorous and romantic story brings everything needed for an emotional rollercoaster: love, laughter, and, of course, the mystery that arises from a perfectionist’s meticulously structured life when faced with what he cannot control – his own feelings.

This that collapses around her.

In the midst of a chilling night, Elena Wilson, a young and timid girl, finds herself in a harrowing chase, desperately trying to escape from an unknown pursuer. Lost in the alleys of a desolate street, she collides with a car, her heart racing as she braces for the impact. Miraculously, the driver of the vehicle manages to halt just in time, saving her from harm. As Elena regains her composure, she gazes up to meet the eyes of the car's owner, only to recognize the face that has adorned countless magazines—the enigmatic and successful billionaire, Elliot Wessex. Overwhelmed with both gratitude and trepidation, Elena implores him for help, hoping he could drive her to a safe place Little does Elena know that Elliot's desire to assist her is not purely driven by kindness. Beneath his handsome façade lies a some hidden motive. Drawn to Elena's beauty and vulnerability, he agrees to aid her in eluding her pursuer, embarking on a dangerous journey that illuminates dark secrets and tests the limits of trust.

A weak, powerless boy in a modern-medieval world of monsters, powers, magic, and guns, on his way to become the strongest man in the world, but at what cost...? (WARNING: THIS NOVEL CONTAINS DARK, ADULT THEMES)

The story is about two people expressing their loyalty and love. The ML falls for a boy who is cheerful and playful. Which makes him forget his duties. It's a fantasy story. Magical ghost, and magical powers were used. The boy who don't know emotions got attracted to a pretty boy. The pretty boy distracted him from his duties. Which lead them to separate but love finds its way.

For nine years, he’s been the king of awkward side-glances and silent admiration, hopelessly crushing on her, Mabel Dorothea, from afar. Now, with just nine days before school ends, this socially anxious high schooler, Eric Russel, has to do the unthinkable: actually talk to her. Armed with sweaty palms, zero experience, and a ticking clock, he’s about to embark on the most nerve-wracking mission of his life. Will he find the guts to confess, or will his inner monologue keep roasting him into silence? "Thinking of her... She would either become my wife or my biggest heartbreak"

In a city where crime masquerades as business, factions and gangs carve the streets into their territories. Known as the City of Wonder, it promises dreams fulfilled for the right price. Here, chaos is tamed before it can spread, controlled by an iron grip of order masked in corruption. But what happens when this delicate balance is disrupted? When one day, the city meets a mysterious figure in a mask, everything begins to unravel.