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She believes in true love. He doesn’t believe in love. But what is love, really? She is the epitome of success—a star people look up to and admire. To him, however, she is merely a business transaction, a partner chosen to enhance his status. To his friends, she is just a fool in love, a pathetic figure begging for affection. Then shocking news emerges: her first true love returns, throwing him off guard. He realizes he has been nothing more than a substitute for her first love. He should be angry, but instead, he finds himself overwhelmed by emotions he can’t express or understand. Is this possessiveness, or is he finally learning to love her? She is determined to return to her first love, but inside, she is torn. Did she really treat him as just a substitute, or did she actually come to love him? What are they supposed to do when love is a question mark?

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life. DISCLAIMER: I am neither the author nor translator of the story. Please support author on official site. Translation credit: Eatapplepies

Disasters descended one after another, like updates in a game: Rampant virus (Completed), Magnetic storms (Completed), Extreme cold catastrophe (Completed), Torrential floods (Completed), Scorching heat waves (In progress).

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

‘Como foi que isso aconteceu’ O jovem, praticamente um garoto olhava para a cena em sua frente. Em apenas uma olhada era possível ver dezenas de pessoas, mais atentamente ele tinha certeza que podiam ser centenas ou milhares, de pessoas se prostrado em sua frente. Desde o centro da praça da cidade até as ruas adjacentes na frente do templo, com uma similaridade assustadora com oque acontecia no Vaticano quando o Papa fazia algum discurso. O jovem sentado em um trono grande demaia para ele, dentro de um templo de mármore podia ver a expressões de felicidade, reverência, gratidão e em alguns uma pequena pitada de medo. Não que ele prestasse muita atenção nos demais, sua atenção era atraída principalmente para o grupo diretamente abaixo do trono. Esse grupo era composto de pessoas de várias idades desde velhos com cabelos grisalhos e enrugados, mas com corpos estranhamente saudáveis e com posturas eretas como postes, há jovens de várias idade incluindo crianças. Oque esse grupo tinha em particular tinha em comum expressão que tinham, só podendo ser descritas como fanáticas enquanto olhavam o jovem. A única coisa que se passava na cabeça do jovem, cento dessa atenção desmedida era simplesmente… ‘Como as coisas ficaram assim?!!!! Eu só tava jogando um jogo!!!!’ ——————————— Em um quarto de um apartamento comum, em uma cidade comum. Um jovem aparentemente comum podia ser visto deitado na cama com um celular sobre o peito. O celular estava ligado e mostrava cenas do que parecia ser um jogo. Com uma pequena e intrigante coincidência de que o jovem sentado em um enorme trono dentro de um templo de mármore, era completamente idêntico ao jovem dormindo. ********************************************** Obrigado ao ImagineArt pela imagem

These tales delve into the introspective train of thought, embracing irregular and rebellious narratives where life is more about contemplation than a series of random events with inherent meaning. My heroes are cynical misfits, eternally struggling and drowning their anxious selves in vices and solitude. It's their way of expressing that life is a self-centered journey where the form of governance is meritocratic love.

In the third week of dating Finley Garcia, Victoria Young overheard him yapping: "That so - called true - born daughter the Young family dug up ain't got no love from 'em. I'm just messing around with her, for kicks." "Back when Victoria first strutted her stuff back into the Young family, she had a wicked allergic reaction to pineapple on day one. And it was her two older bros who pulled that stunt on purpose, just to show her who's boss." Victoria didn't waste a second and dumped Finley flat. She also cut all the strings tied to the Young family. Finley didn't give a hoot. Victoria was just a washed - up rich chick that nobody would give two cents for. He was dead sure she'd come crawling back to him sooner or later. But then, news hit the streets that she'd tied the knot with another dude. Finley lost his marbles. He guzzled booze until he puked blood and banged on her door like a madman, his eyes all red and wild, hollering, "Vicky, dump that guy and let's get back together..." Well, he sure didn't see this coming. When the door swung open, there was this big - shot guy with major swagger. His collar was a bit loose, and he had some real suggestive red marks on his neck. The guy snarled, "You got a death wish or something? Try messing with my wife again and see what happens."

Inside a quiet pavilion located inside one of the Heavenly Sky Kingdom’s four largest cultivation sects, a young man slowly opened his eyes with a helpless expression as he gazed down towards the fog located at the base of the mountain that the pavilion was located on top of. Not only was he the youngest Core Elder in the history of a large cultivation sect, but he was also someone who had transmigrated over with a system! The system in question wanted him to train up disciples and in turn help him get stronger! But there was one major problem in all of this… He didn’t have any disciples! Ding~! Talk about great timing... ____________________________ Release Schedule: 7-14 chapters a week ____________________________ If you are interested in LitRPG, I'm writting another novel called [Reincarned as a Lizard]. A side novel, I write on it when I need something other than Xianxia.

Ajax is an orphan who survives a massacre along with his friends but unfortunately gets separated from them. Fortunately, after a turn of events, he successfully gains a system which helps him increase his cultivation but doesn't know what it is called. But he knows one thing for sure, this system is mighty and helpful in taking his revenge. "Whoever you are, I am gonna find you", Ajax mumbled with a disgruntled expression. In a world where the Summoning of an elemental spirit is done through a dream when they are 15 years old, Ajax with the help of a system and his summoned spirits sets out on a journey to seek revenge against the mastermind behind the massacre.

When I heard that my parents died, I was joyful. Ever since I was young, I could never express any emotions, but I could feel them. I know I can. When they died, I showed something on my face for the first time: a big old happy smile. Having enough, I went and summoned a demon from the book the old lady got me. When I first summoned him, he was a pain—a very annoying pain—that I couldn't get rid of. But I had to put up with him since he said he would teach me magic. And so I made a deal with him. He put me through many hardships. I had died many times because of him. And his stupid deal. What was his deal, you ask? It was to defeat Lucifer, one of the rulers of hell. --- Please note the ones in the cover are the villains of arc three.

WARNING : contains NON-CONSENSUAL relationships, depiction of violence and abuse, somnophilia, very twisted top. Na-Kyum and Do-Yung met as young children, respectively running away from abusive homes and finding comfort and affection in each other. But the time passed and their respective feelings grew in different ways. One is a mobster, hiding the truth from his best friend, waiting for the moment he’ll be allowed to express his love. The other is a happy-go-lucky student dreaming of family and a simple life with his hyung.

His expression was noxious, that bought me to my knees. It was turbulent, so was difficult to see anything through them. But I saw. I saw. Him. Maybe it was too late but I saw.

Tetsuo Kawaguchi, a young man with a tragic and messed up past that made him unable to express or feel any kind of emotion passed the entrance exams and enrolled into Toshigawa Academy. After playing basketball again in a gym session he felt as if something was slowly changing within him. After various encounters with other like minded people passionate about the sport and his little sister persuading him to play again, Tetsuo joins the team in order to not only play the sport that he loved as a child but also to change.

When he opened his eyes, he encountered a strange scene. He did not know how to express. Everything had a different color. You could only see surprise in his black eyes. He does not remember how he came to this place. He didn't know anything and stared around to maybe find answers to some of his questions. But was what he saw really the true nature of the place, or something else? Will the wheel of life turn as he wants? No one knows how his destiny will make way. Note: "I am a newbie writer, and I may have some grammatical mistakes. I hope you will help me improve my work with your comments and enjoy reading this novel." Note: " I got this picture from Pinterest. And this cover is not mine.''

The Story World is a vast sea of Fragments, each telling a Story of their own, Players explore these stories to become stronger and famous. The more famous your journey is, the stronger you are. Gara works as a Story Guide, but dreams of one day boarding the famous Final Express, a Train that takes you from Fragment to another. Finally, the chance comes knocking on his door, will he take it? Of course he will, otherwise, how can I recite the story to you?

"Hold on..." The rustling of falling clothes magnifies under the silence of the night. Lying in the midst of torn corpses and bloody soil the couple entwines under the moon. Protected only by the clothes spread out beneath her the young woman shivers. Feeling the touch of his slippery tongue running across the curve of her back. "Wait." She murmurs... "I can't." The man answers as callused hands slip into the fabrics of her dress. It's not that, she tries but unable to express. "They're... watching..." The man laughs instead, "is this another way for you to reject me?" No. That's not it the young woman thought as she listens to the voices overhead. "Hey! Move over, I can't see!" "See?! What are you watching!? Roll to the side, she's my representative!" "Shut up! I can't hear the sounds!!" "Calm down everyone." Tears gather at the corner of her eyes as the young lady listen to the conversation above. Biting on her lips she really wanted to shout to the sky, "you shameless deities!! Stop watching!!!"

ever wonder what happens after someone dies well here's what happens note: this is just a story to express my little world and It takes content from jjk and other anime show but the story is my own I don't own jjk and but the ideas inspired are my own

Chen Ji Yang and Li Yi Ming, two talented art students, meet and fall in love as they navigate the competitive world of college-level painting. Despite coming from different backgrounds, they bond over their shared passion for art and discover that their unique styles complement each other. As they collaborate on projects, their relationship blossoms, but they must overcome societal expectations and jealous rivals to pursue their dreams together. A talented and driven art student, Ji Yang is known for her bold, expressive brushstrokes and her ability to capture the essence of the natural world. She is determined to make a name for herself in the art world, but her traditional family background creates tension as she pursues her passion. A gifted painter with a more technical and analytical approach, Li Yi Ming is initially seen as Ji Yang's rival. However, as they collaborate on projects, they discover a deep connection and a shared vision for their art. Li Yi Ming must overcome his own insecurities and learn to embrace his emotions to fully express himself through his paintings.

In a world filled with pain, fear, and prejudice, Eleanor faces accusations and judgment from her former lover Gabriel and his lover Alice. As tensions rise, Eleanor seizes a sword and confronts them, defying their expectations. Gabriel pleads for her to stop, expressing concern, but she remains determined to free herself from oppression. She died, and upon awakening, found herself transported back to the age of fifteen. Determined to alter her destiny, she embarked on a journey of transformation, only to discover that everything she had experienced was built upon deceit, allusion. " so what I live is not real "

I was in my 2nd year of high school. I was new at school and searching for library, when I saw a girl in White Clothes walking towards me, like a Fairy........... A story of a young man unfolds as he meets a girl and falls in her love. Nitin, transferred places because of his Father's job. He is cold and hot tempered towards everyone but when he saw a girl, Siya for the first time in his new school, he fell for her. Siya also got attracted towards Nitin but couldn't understand why she was attracted towards him again and again! They love each other but can't express. Among their love life many secrets of all kind will unfold, such as ... Excluders........ Memories of Past....... Shattered Heart........ Killing Intent......... And Naman, a classmate of Nitin who becomes partner of Nitin to keep each other from slipping their secrets. A man of Dark past...... The ∆LPHA aura.......THE BEGINNING OF END!

Memories of sweetness , memories of love , memories of sadness , All the life , Machio Araki want express his youth in colour of love . But colour that he want , never want him Toki Go-to , a girl who always wait for him . This story tell about man who want everything she have but loss everything and became empty . Note : this is super short stories , so it will very short but good too.

“Otherworld Valoran” is a novel set in a fantastical realm filled with magic and combat. The narrative unfolds beneath a darkened sky, amidst blood-red clouds, where the fallen litter the battlefield, bones strewn across the ground and rivers of blood flowing. The story vividly depicts immense dragon carcasses, the charge of ironclad knights, and the clash of blades, embodying an epic grandeur and tragic beauty. The central plot revolves around a detached man standing alone on a shattered battlefield, confronting endless foes. His indifferent expression and cold gaze symbolize an inner resilience and solitude. Through these scenes and character portrayals, the novel illustrates the brutal warfare and the tragic fates of heroes in the land of Otherworld Valoran.

Ethan Kim, disregarding local warnings, buys the 5-story mansion in the 14th District, hoping to renovate and flip it. His loyal assistant, Jaehoon, expresses concerns about the area's notorious paranormal activity. Park Minsoo, a talented fashion designer working from home, lives nearby. His family's dark past is intertwined with the Changgwi's history. When Ethan moves in, he awakens Sooyeon, a changgwi (vengeful spirit) from the Joseon era. Sooyeon was a noblewoman from the Park family, brutally killed in the forest of tigers after being separated from her lover, Kim Sejeong, due to their families' opposition to their same-sex relationship. As Ethan experiences terrifying encounters, he seeks Minsoo's expertise on local folklore. would they be able to overcome every terrifying encounter?

"Letters to my first love" is a book of letters from the point of view of a girl experiencing her first love. Sweetness and bitterness. Deep emotions. Highs, lows, passion, anger, meetings and disagreements, distance. Letters that come from the soul expressed in words. From lovers who connect through heart, body, spirit and soul. With a hundred letters, we travel a sweet and profound journey of a first love.

For some people, loneliness could just be a single season or a pinch of time. But for you, it is your whole existence and lifetime. You always have been wanting to be alone⁠— to be indepedent and unchained. This is to breakfree from the burden that has been keeping you from spreading your wings and soaring up to the sky. This burden that has been stopping you from becoming a beautiful butterfly. But outside the big wide world, you felt out of place. There are myriad of problems that you've faced. You may think that there's no one who got your back, and that if you fail and fall, everything will fade to black. You must not worry, my darling. I'm always here for you, listening. You are strong and not weak. You always have courage to express yourself and speak. Come meet me in our favorite place at dawn. With me, you always have someone to hang on. Hold my fingertips and kiss me with your cherry lips. - Sawyer

This is the story of an extremely lazy student whose only aspiration in life is to lay on his bed all day and slumber away. Meet Aiden. His life had been rather simple so far. He heads to the academy, sleeps through his classes, returns home, exterminates the aliens that come through the portal every once in a while, showers, eats dinner, and then heads to bed. Rinse and repeat. However, with the arrival of a transfer student who was too nosy for her own good, she accidentally encountered one of his secrets, the one about the aliens, and so began the domino chain of misunderstandings popping up here and there. "He's not lazy. It's just... he's tired from defending our world from evil." "Hey! Call him lazy and I'll beat you to a pulp. Say it again, I dare you." "If he, the most hardworking student at our academy is considered lazy then... all of us are lazy. No, we might as well be corpses." Aiden, hearing all these defensive statements about him began to wonder, "What are they talking about? I'm not sleeping because I'm tired from fighting those aliens. I'm sleeping because class is boring and I want to sleep. I'm... I'm hardworking? Hahaha, I don't even want to get out of bed every morning. "

Ivy. A girl full of life. Though at times she couldn't really express those feelings. One day while feeding animals near her school grounds comes across a stranger. Little did she know that meeting was Going to change everything that was going to unfold in her life....

Si Madeline dela Paz na isang simpleng babae, tahimik at madalas mapag-isa. Madalas pagsusulat lamang sa diary ang ginagawa niya para ma-express ang mga nararamdaman at naiisip maging mga importanteng naganap sa kanyang buhay. Subalit nang makilala niya si Lance Rey Villaruel nagkaroon siya ng kasama sa tuwing pupunta ng canteen, ng library pati na rin sa tuwing magre-review siya para sa exams at magre-research. Naging dependent na siya sa binata. Hindi sanay na wala ito. Dumating ang panahon na bigla itong naglaho na parang bula hanggang sa may natuklasan siya sa binata. Nang maka-graduate siya at nakapaghanap ng trabaho ay nakilala naman niya si Gian- manlilgaw niyang sobrang kulit. Mabibigyan niya kaya ng chance ang mangliligaw na pumasok sa buhay niya at magmahal muli? O mananatili lamang siya single forever dahil di magawang kalimutan ang binata na unang nagpatibok ng kanyang puso.

Abigil a beautiful girl standing in the center, looking uncomfortable and stressed. Surrounding her are four boys, each with a unique and strong personality. One boy has a muscular build and a fierce expression, trying to grab her hand. Another boy, with a messy mop of hair, is pleading with her, his eyes filled with longing. The third boy, with a charming smile, is trying to whisper sweet nothings in her ear. The fourth boy, with a brooding gaze, is standing a bit back, his arms crossed, looking like he's trying to protect her from the others. The four brothers are Alex , Alexis, Alexius, and Alexiares, so who will it be among this four brothers, and what deep secrets are there .... Stay tuned for more........

"Master has prepared ten fair-skinned, beautiful brides with big chests and long legs for you, so hurry up and roll down the mountain." "Master begs you, my female live streamer is arriving soon..." Yin Tian looked at his old flirtatious master, who was pleading with him, with a pained expression on his face. "This time you're going down the mountain because your mortal fate has arrived, there's a glimmer of hope below that might change your destiny, you must make a lot of money for me when you're down there, I want to send luxury cars as gifts to the live streamer..." Yin Tian took a stack of marriage contracts from his unserious master's hands and then headed down the mountain. "I'll definitely buy you Huiyuan juice with the money I earn!" ...