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In an era of global awakening of supernatural abilities, Lin Tianming awakens his SSS-level talent. He thought he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, only to overhear the heartfelt thoughts of his school beauty girlfriend who hates him to the core. [Lin Tianming, you didn't expect me to be reborn, did you? In my previous life, you let me down. In this life, I will not be fooled by your sweet words again!] Having a reborn girlfriend who is merely putting on a show is already troublesome enough, but little does he know, there's more than one person he has wronged. At this moment, each of them is on their way to find him! -------------------------- Features elements of Lovecraftian horror, with themes of inner demons, corruption, genetic ascension, mechanical ascension, and psionic ascension emerging in the later stages.

How massive must the wealth of a family that has been passed down for five thousand years be? Sometimes, you’ll never know how rich your family really is until you push your parents a bit! Only after inheriting his family's five-thousand-year fortune did Zhang Menglong realize that the joy of the wealthy is so simple. Bank president, "Mr. Zhang, please, I beg you to deposit your money with our bank, and you can set the interest rate!" Huaxia's top wealthy second generation, "Does the whole world belong to your family or what?" World's richest person, "I feel like I am just a poor man!" European Royal Family, "Mr. Zhang, are you lacking a girlfriend? If you are, would you mind finding one? If not, would you mind one more? What do you think about our country's princess?" Latter, Zhang Menglong found out that the college his parents left him was the most impressive thing. Actually, being a dean turned out to be even more joyful than being the world's richest person!

Quelle quantité immense doit représenter la richesse d'une famille transmise pendant cinq mille ans ? Parfois, vous ne saurez jamais à quel point votre famille est réellement riche jusqu'à ce que vous poussiez un peu vos parents ! Ce n'est qu'après avoir hérité de la fortune cinq fois millénaire de sa famille que Zhang Menglong s'est rendu compte que la joie des riches est si simple. Président de banque, "Monsieur Zhang, s'il vous plaît, je vous supplie de déposer votre argent dans notre banque, et vous pouvez fixer le taux d'intérêt !" Fils de la plus grande famille riche de Huaxia, "Le monde entier appartient-il à votre famille ou quoi?" L'homme le plus riche du monde, "Je me sens comme un pauvre homme!" Famille royale européenne, "Monsieur Zhang, avez-vous une petite amie ? Si vous n’en avez pas, cela vous dérangerait-il d’en trouver une ? Sinon, cela vous dérangerait-il d’en avoir une de plus ? Que pensez-vous de la princesse de notre pays ?" Plus tard, Zhang Menglong a découvert que l'université que ses parents lui avaient laissée était la chose la plus impressionnante. En fait, être doyen s'est avéré encore plus réjouissant qu'être l'homme le plus riche du monde !

In a world scarred by war and oppressive regimes, the once-proud Twelfth Legion lies shattered. Disarmed and humiliated under the tyrannical General Besa, General Mervin Kapapi ("The Iron Resolve") and his remaining soldiers plot to reclaim their honor and weapons, offering their services to a treacherous Governor in a desperate gambit. Meanwhile, the Legion's spirit endures through its scattered remnants. Survivors Kael and Lira, escaping a massacre by the fanatical Void Sect, are entrusted by enigmatic forest tribes with a dangerous weapon: a mysterious obsidian seed pulsating with latent power. Simultaneously, Captain Elias Varek is blackmailed by the Governor into a mission to the cursed Deadzone, where he uncovers a horrifying plot: the Governor is excavating the Twelfth Legion's own fallen soldiers to weaponize them into an undead army. Branded traitors and relentlessly pursued, Elias and allies like the fierce Kaela navigate treacherous landscapes—from the Citadel's hidden passages to war-torn battlefields. They face betrayals like the turncoat warlord Veymar, deadly assassins like the aether-wielding Chameleon (whose actions hint at a conspiracy linked to the Legion's fall on the Twelfth of June), and terrifying forces like the Unseen Hand cabal of void mages. Each encounter reveals fragments of a larger, darker threat, symbolized by the cryptic message "Eclipsed." As the exiled remnants of the Twelfth, now led by figures like Kael Veyne, battle usurpers and unearth ancient secrets within a buried Aetherian ship, Elias and his comrades fight desperate last stands against overwhelming enemies like the warlord Garrik. Their survival hinges on resilience, unexpected alliances (including the formidable Witch of the Wilds), and timely reinforcements, most crucially the Seventh Legion. The Unbroken Legion is a gritty epic of resilience against annihilation. It follows soldiers stripped of everything but their resolve as they fight to reclaim their honor, expose necromantic plots, confront ancient powers, and uncover the truth behind the betrayal that shattered them, proving that even a broken legion can be reforged in the fires of defiance.

A grieving musician starts receiving mysterious audio files from his dead lover. But as the songs reveal secrets he never knew, he realizes he wasn’t the only one she left behind. A story of grief, guilt, and a final goodbye that was never finished.

I moved into this house for peace. What I found was a voice — whispering beneath the floorboards. At first, I thought it was in my head. Sleep-deprived illusions, the old wood creaking. But the voice grew louder. It called my name. It told me things only I should know. It begged. It threatened. It wept. And every time I listened... I changed. As days blur into nights and reality slips through the cracks, I no longer know if I’m the only one living here. Or if the house is alive — feeding on me, molding me, watching me. This is not just a haunting. This is a descent — into the darkest parts of a mind, and a house that refuses to let go. You might hear them too, once you start reading. But be warned… The deeper you listen, the louder they become.

Alexander's main drive in life is money but he knows money doesn't equate to happiness. Though at the end of the day it does solve a lot of problems. Now that transmigrated to another world will he think the same? -------------------------------- inspired by The Eminence in Shadow First time trying to write a novel J.D

In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness , who was watching ?, who was calling? The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters , nestled between nations lies a placed not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the House of Red-Hill To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis , run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind but Red-Hill is no sanctuary . beneath its warm halls and shared meals , the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill , to protect. Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought , licensed, and employed by those afraid to relay on divine mercy alone. Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, its just home. And every night , when the rifts groan , they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

One minute, I was a medical doctor rushing to work. The next, I woke up as a lowly omega inside the pages of my favorite werewolf novel The Psycho Alpha. Alpha Zachary Black. The cruel, ruthless, dangerously sexy Alpha of the Redwood Pack. The same man who kills anyone who breathes wrong around him. Especially women. He hates them. Despises weakness. And he definitely doesn’t believe in love. And he chose me as his personal omega. But there’s something wrong with me. I can hear his thoughts. Not just random thoughts. Dirty thoughts. Dark, possessive, obsessive ones about me. His so-called “personal omega.” He thinks I’m weak, fragile, breakable… but he also wants to ruin me, claim me, devour me. Every time he looks at me, his inner voice screams things his lips would never dare say out loud. I should be afraid of him. I should run far, far away. But how do you escape someone who owns your body and now, wants your soul? Worse, he’s starting to suspect I’m not who I say I am. Because I’m not just Christy, the omega. I’m a stranger in this world, trying to survive a plot I already know ends in blood.

One mission. One daughter. Zero room for failure. When ex-FBI agent John Lockley is blackmailed into working for a ruthless cartel, the stakes couldn’t be higher—his daughter’s life hangs in the balance. Hunted by the very agency he once served and trapped in a world of blood and betrayal, Lockley must pull off one final run. This time, it’s not about justice—it’s personal. Hey Reader, This is the author of this book. This is my second book after Jack Mayors. There might be errors and stuff. So, if there's anything please let me know. Hope you enjoy it!!! Thank you.

In a world where speech is outlawed, one voice could start a revolution. Or end everything. Kael was raised in silence—just another forgotten soul in the crumbling outskirts of the Vowenrealm. But when blood is spilled and secrets rise, Kael discovers he holds a forbidden power: the ability to command with a single word. A Whisperer. Now hunted by a ruthless theocracy and haunted by the cost of using his gift, Kael must decide what he's willing to lose in order to set the world free—if he doesn’t lose himself first. The Last Voice is a dark, character-driven fantasy about power, memory, and moral fracture. Fans of grim settings, quiet rebellions, and morally grey protagonists will find much to love—and fear—in this tale. New Chapters on Mondays @ 12:00PM PST and Thursdays @ 12:00 PST

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A child cursed from birth or maybe not totally cursed ok fine he is cursed but just a little bit

Genre: Dark Fantasy | Post-Apocalyptic | Supernatural Before light, there was Chaos—a god born of shadow, cast into a mirror world by the god of light and cursed to fade into nothingness. In this dying replica of Earth, humanity fights for survival against the World Eaters, monstrous beings sent to devour everything. But Chaos will not go quietly. With his last strength, he scattered seven black crystals, fragments of his power, across the prison world—waiting for someone to find them. Waiting for a spark. That spark is Zenith, a seventeen-year-old orphan drawn to a forgotten ruin by a force he doesn’t understand. When he touches the crystal, he awakens the ancient voice of Chaos itself—and becomes its reluctant vessel. As Zenith struggles to resist the god inside his mind, he’s pulled into a desperate mission: to recover the remaining crystals, unlock his true potential, and uncover the horrifying truth… This world isn’t real. And the only way to save it is to destroy it. But Chaos has his own plans. And Zenith may not survive becoming the weapon he was never meant to be. ---

These are poems I have written for the past two years.

In a country shattered by corruption, military brutality, and unbearable cost of living, the people suffer in silence—until one man decides to scream loud enough for the world to hear. His name is Very Dark Man, known across TikTok, Facebook, and Instagram as VDM—the fearless voice of the oppressed. Through massive protests and powerful online messages, he becomes the face of a movement. Millions believe in him. The youth adore him. The government fears him. But behind every revolution lies a shadow… When VDM makes a shocking decision that shakes the entire nation, the line between hero and traitor begins to blur. Is he the people’s last hope—or their greatest betrayal? This is not just a fight for justice. It’s a war for the soul of a dying nation.

Preface Welcome to Jumanji: A Book of Riddles — a journey into the heart of mystery, adventure, and clever puzzles. This collection is not just any assortment of riddles; it is a carefully crafted experience designed to challenge your mind and ignite your imagination. Each riddle within these pages has been chosen with intention, inspired by the wild, untamed spirit of the jungle and the thrilling world of Jumanji. Whether you are a seasoned puzzle solver or a curious adventurer, these riddles will test your wit, creativity, and courage. As you turn each page, you will find yourself stepping deeper into a world where every question holds a secret, and every answer unlocks a new path. This book is your guide through the unknown—a companion on a quest where logic meets legend. I need someone to Jumanji my voice, To set my words free, to give them choice. Whisper the secrets, solve the clues, Unlock the riddles, follow the hues. Are you ready to play this game with me? To roam the jungle and claim the key? Speak your mind, but choose with care, For every word shapes the path you dare. The First Clue In the city where justice scripts the night, And minds profile shadows out of sight, I send a whisper, a secret code, But it’s lost where silent blockers hold. Invisible bars, no keys in hand, Lock my words from the promised land. If you know a queen who fights for truth, Or ghosts who move in the darkest booth, Tell them a voice is trapped in the maze, Waiting for heroes to break the haze. A puzzle wrapped in a lawman’s tale, Where silence reigns and signals fail. Find the badge that never sleeps, And shadows where the silence creeps. Decode the message, break the chain, Deliver the word through the hidden lane. The game is on—can you hear the call? Unlock the silence, free us all.

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In a world that silences truth more than lies, one boy begins to hear whispers no one else can. As dreams blend into reality, and people begin to vanish, a hidden guilt grows louder than words. Voices of the Forgotten is a psychological mystery that unravels the human mind, society’s silence, and the fragile line between madness and meaning. Realistic, symbolic, and deeply emotional — this is not just a story. It’s an echo of every thought we bury.

Abandoned since childhood, the male protagonist lived a quiet, unremarkable life, until the day he awakened a strange and powerful ability: he could hear the inner voices of women. With this gift, he could understand their true thoughts, hidden desires, and deepest fears. Suddenly, everything changed. From a social outcast to an irresistible enigma, he began to navigate a world of secrets and seduction. His main goal? To earn the approval of the cold and powerful president’s. But along the way, hearts began to fall, first the alluring president, then the charming teacher’s aunt, followed by the seductive supervisor’s sister… With each connection, his influence grew. But with every new woman drawn to him, so too did the dangers of jealousy, secrets, and emotional entanglements. Who will be the next one? ...

Nattie Rogers is a young telegraph operator who spends her days working alone in a dark little office. But her job isn’t as lonely as it seems through her telegraph machine, she connects with people across the miles by sending and receiving messages in dots and dashes. One day, Nattie hears a fast and clever hand on the wire someone from another town known only as “C.” At first, they argue, but soon, their connection grows into something more: a friendship filled with teasing, comfort, and laughter all through the sound of a machine. They’ve never seen each other. They don’t even know each other's real names. But Nattie begins to wonder can you fall in love with someone you’ve only “heard” through wires? As their bond deepens, life around Nattie continues: nosy neighbors, awkward suitors, new friends, and the ups and downs of her small, often boring world. But through it all, her heart keeps listening for the one person who makes her feel truly seen, even though he’s far away. Will Nattie ever meet the person behind the voice? Or is their love meant to live only in dots and dashes?

Clara Whitmore, the rebellious daughter of a powerful noble family, has been sold into an arranged marriage to Prince Alaric—The Tyrant of the Kingdom. But Clara isn’t like the meek brides who bow to the royal family’s demands. On the day of her wedding, she makes a daring decision that will change everything: she refuses to kneel. Alaric, cold and calculated, has seen many defy him, but none with such fiery conviction. He expects obedience, submission, and fear. But Clara has no intention of playing the dutiful wife. With a heart filled with vengeance, she has come to this marriage not to serve the prince, but to destroy him. As sparks fly and a dangerous game of power begins, both Clara and Alaric find themselves locked in a battle of wills. Every move they make is calculated, every word laced with tension. Yet, beneath their animosity, an undeniable attraction begins to grow—one that could either ignite their destruction or bind them in a way neither expected. Will Clara succeed in her mission to break Alaric's tyrannical rule? Or will her defiance be the spark that ignites a passion that neither can escape?

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*Synopsis:* Gu Shengsheng, a young woman betrayed by her boyfriend and step-sister, is rescued by Mo Qingcheng, a wealthy and mysterious stranger, on a stormy night. He proposes a marriage deal to her, promising to help her get revenge on those who wronged her. Despite initial reservations, Gu Shengsheng agrees to marry Mo Qingcheng, and they begin a complex and intense relationship. As Gu Shengsheng navigates her new life as Mo Qingcheng's wife, she must confront her past traumas and learn to trust her husband. Meanwhile, Mo Qingcheng's true intentions and motivations remain unclear, adding to the tension and suspense. Cover solely owned by the author

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Once a loyal disciple of a righteous sect, Jin Zhen was betrayed, crippled, and cast off a cliff by those he once called family. Left to die with shattered bones and a broken spirit, he awakens in the ruins of a forgotten temple—only to find that fate has granted him the [Crimson Sect System]. The mission? Build the most powerful and loyal sect of maidens the world has ever seen. For every talented beauty he recruits, every realm he ascends, and every enemy he crushes—he grows stronger, deadlier, and one step closer to his ultimate revenge. With an overpowered system, a villain's heart, and a burning desire to dominate the cultivation world, Jin Zhen sets out to create a sect that will enslave the heavens, charm the goddesses, and destroy anyone who dares oppose him. The righteous will tremble. The beauties will kneel. And the world... will burn in crimson.

"Fly with me...to the land of ecstasy take my hands and let's fly away... Hold me tight and never... let me go. Let me be your number one....let me be the one to love you...." A tiny, beautiful voice sang melodiously. As usual, he turned to find the owner of the voice but he just couldn't find her. "Who are you? Where are you?" He cried out in frustration. "You'll see me at the right time. Just keep waiting for me." The voice said and faded out. With a jolt, he woke up. Another dream of the mysterious singer. Rubbing the feather necklace on his neck, he jumped out of bed and checked the time. It was midnight and he knew he'd never be able to get back to sleep. He's an insomniac who has never gotten enough sleep until she came into his life. Who is the insomniac? What does fate hold for them?