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"Alright, listen up, you ungrateful peasant readers. Yeah, you, sitting there, thinking you know better than me about my story. Just because I threw in a little—just a little—plot armor, everyone loses their minds. Like, come on, you dumbshit! It's my novel. If I want my characters to survive an apocalypse by tripping over a conveniently placed banana peel, then so be it. Go ahead, call it lazy writing. Call it bullshit. But I know you love it. You can’t get enough of my endless, godlike creativity. And don’t you dare pretend otherwise." That was what I just typed in a fit of rage before pressing enter and sending it out as an announcement. They will rage, I knew. They will be infuriated, obviously. But I was living for that. However, then… this one weird comment pops up, it says, “Wanna change the storyline of billions of novels with your plot armor?” "Great, another joker." But whatever. I’m intrigued. So I click. And, holy hell, my computer screen goes haywire, flashing like a rave in a mental asylum. A shadowy figure appears, all mysterious and ominous, like it's ripped straight out of one of my more “experimental” chapters. And before I can blink, it says, “Welcome to the Plot Armor Agency. Your services are required. Your task: Rewrite reality.” Plot Armor Agency Server : https://discord.gg/bZJ5v6jA8B Also on RoyalRoad.

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

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep.

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. "

Rave, your run-of-the-mill guy, meets an unexpected demise only to find himself waking up in a fantastical world reminiscent of a video game he once played. Streets adorned with floating lights, diverse races engaged in conversation, and houses defying earthly norms. As Rave gazes into a puddle, he's taken aback to see the familiar face of a character he meticulously crafted in the game called New Horizon. "Where the hell am I?" Rave said as he scratched his head, sitting on the ground filled with dirt. =============================================================== -No fixed update schedule; I'll write a chapters continuously until reaching 25 to 30. Followed by scheduled uploads.

Bored with all the other worn-out games on the market a virgin gaming addict named Martin goes onto the dark web in search of a new game. It was after many hours of going through seedy chat rooms and dealing with obvious hackers, he found exactly what he was looking for. An RPG without a title. A game that ranted and raved about its hyper-realistic graphics and its nightmarish difficulty. But this didn't impress Martin, however, the obese shut-in would soon find out that the game he was about to play was going to be much more realistic than he originally thought.

Beaten to a pulp day by day, exploited, manipulated and forced to live day by day like a slave to the bullies at school. With no hope of revenge, Davis only hoped he could finally shut his eyes forever but even that was not granted to him. Fed up with his life he decides to take a crazy risk "since they don't want to grant me rest then I'll grant them." He finally took revenge at the expense of his life only to be brought back as the abandoned son of the most notorious mafia boss in the entire world. To others being a mafia boss's son may be cool but Davis was the abandoned son of the mafia boss, even bottom tier street gangs had more recognition than him and to top it off he had to take care of his abandoned mother. but fate didn't forget to give him a cheat to get started. After alot of twist and turns, watch as Davis turns from a regular youngster to the ruler of mafia.

The war in the kingdom intensified, and the orcs from the North were ready to take action. They traveled through time and became the ninth son of a Count. He was not qualified to inherit the title, but accidentally obtained the daily intelligence system. With the help of the daily intelligence system, he began to build a territory and obtain a title. [Daily information has been updated] [1: Renn was wandering around the Lucerne town market today and accidentally bought a life fruit from Mijie’s pulp shop. After taking it, he officially condensed the life seeds] [2: In the northern part of your territory, there is an extremely rich iron mine among the Golimbo tribe] [3: In ten days, your territory will be attacked by tauren] [4. After seven days, there will be a group of unicorns looking for food in the west of your territory] 【5：…………】 [6: Engel Dressrosa seems to have some troubles, coming from the limitations of his own strength] 【7:……】 This is a translation, All credit goes to the original author: If life is just like a dream

Summary HI. Everyone This story is about a journey to the top by an arrogant and pervert boy named Trevor who met a prideful system after he died from an infamous truck- kun. Along the way, where he faces powerful immortals, gods many other creatures and beats them to pulp and there are no things he can't do but there is one thing he can't avoid is to getting trolled by his system which treats him as a slave System: [Slave have pride in what you do. The moment you lose your pride, then it's a one-way ticket to hell].

Kennedy Grime is a normal teenager who are we kidding, this guy is a god of fun and throwing raves. Pranks are hobbies to him and he leaves a mark wherever he goes. Problem is there is a huge section of his life he doesn't understand, what his parents do for a living and why they keep moving neighborhood to neighborhood. This is all revealed after a home invasion that costs him his whole family. With the help of an angelic friend and the ghost of his mother's associate Ken is close to a truth no eighteen year old should know the problem is some thing is not adding up can he figure it out ?

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.

The strongest man in the world has grown bored of the world. After becoming the strongest, the world was supposed to entertain him! But no, the world felt so bland, so soft, so boring. “Let’s shake things up a bit”. Orchestrating the battle of the millennium, the strongest man beat the 10 strongest astral warriors in the world to a pulp, doing his best to make it a showpiece before going with a bang. Yes, the strongest man killed himself. ‘This is the only way to reset this boring world’. He killed himself after leaving the only inheritance that he could think of to make the world exciting. Fast-forward 45 years and a boy was born, Ramon Brenden. He inherited the will of the once strongest man in the world. “Hehe, I shall become the strongest”. “I shall create the best crew of astral travelers in the world”. “The best cook?” “They’re mine”. “What’s life without music? The best musician is mine”. “The best warriors are mine”. “I shall become the new King of astral travelers!” ... NOTE: I'll be updating 2 chapters per day, I'll drop milestones for mass release with time if I'm satisfied with the engagement. Thanks in advance for reading. For those who saw the previous one, I reuploaded it for WSA.

Addux Kaname goes back in history after almost losing a fight with a demon.His life repeats without him knowing it. He becomes one helpless guy. He is beaten to a pulp but he is saved by a cute girl who invites him to her school. It gets More crazy when the girl discloses that she was just after the amulet he was wearing inorder to revive a powerful demon known as Berxly who has the power to free her and other demons from the reign of Destroyer. Addux gets caught up in the mix and becomes a vessel for demon Berxly

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: This is not my work nor translation! Original: Chungeoram Translation: https://eatapplepies.com/trash-of-the-counts-family/

What happens when a crappy author is sent into his own crappy book? *** Hori Willaims is an unemployed author working on his masterpiece to submit in the editor’s panel with the hopes of publishing his book. One of the editors identify his work as thrash and in a fit of rage, he beat the editor to a pulp. Little did he know, he just made the decision that would turn his life around. After a blissful sleep, he wakes up to realize that he transmigrated into the book that he wrote, what’s worst is that he transmigrated into one of the thrash talents that is completely beaten up by the MC. Using his knowledge as the author, Hori navigates the world and gets stronger.

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.

Author : Koushun Takami Koushun Takami's notorious high-octane thriller is based on an irresistible premise: a class of junior high school students is taken to a deserted island where, as part of a ruthless authoritarian program, they are provided arms and forced to kill one another until only one survivor is left standing. Criticized as violent exploitation when first published in Japan - where it then proceeded to become a runaway bestseller - Battle Royale is a Lord of the Flies for the 21st century, a potent allegory of what it means to be young and (barely) alive in a dog-eat-dog world. Made into a controversial hit movie of the same name, Battle Royale is already a contemporary Japanese pulp classic, now available for the first time in the English language.

A blinding light befall upon Alec bringing tremenous heat with it. His real parents dissapeared after the mysterious and inexplicable explosion, as well as most of his memories. He is adopted by a priest , but things go south and he finds himself fighting of an evil cult that worshiped the first human Adam. The more mysteries Alec uncovered, the deeper he went into the rabbit hole. As he entered this rabbid world filled with magic and horrors, They continued to watch him. Follow him on his tumultous journey full of bizzare secrets and mystical powers. ******************** *The first few chapters are for world bulding and character introduction. Action will begin a bit later on, but trust me, it will be worth it.*Author's note

" Zach please take care of my child while am still in the hospital" Evie told her big brother. " don't worry sis we shall be awaiting for your return home. " Zach assured his little sis mom ... don't leave me mom... the young girl's voice echoed through the walls "my darling you must promise me to never back out and keep your head held high, never repeat the same mistake as I have done. Promise to prove yourself right and not the world. Emma a young girl who lost her mom(Evei) coz of being falsely accused of a crime and beaten to pulp which landed her into a coma in hospital where she later dies, suddenly realizes that the world is not as comfy and peaceful as her mom used to tell her. People were worse than monsters, but she kept to her word and became the most powerful woman in the country. What will happen to those who led to the death of her mom, And about her dad will she be able to discover who he really was and why he left her??? stay with me as we discover her journey of being the most powerful and feared Lady

[TECHNICAL ERROR WITH CHAPTERS: REPEATING CONTENT CHAPTERS PLEASE BE PATIENT AS I TRY TO SOLVE THIS ERROR ^•^] A scandal, a reunion and an unfinished past. It's funny how fate ties it all together in the end. --------- Lee Taeho; CEO, Tycoon, Hearthrob and basically Midas of the modern business world of Seoul. He has it all, so it seems. Money, looks, and especially a pretty lady in tow. Yes, sadly he is engaged to be married. He has it all sorted out, he owns the biggest tech company in all of the Republic of Korea and he stands to inherit the second biggest company from his marriage to a chaebol princess. In short, his future was set. Until a leak of his highschool picture. Now the media is raving about the innocent boy who wrote poems of the back of his school yearbook for his highschool sweetheart. Taeho heads to the south of Korea, in order to find the said lady he wrote poems for and do some damage control for his reputation before the marriage tanks before it even begins. But one look at Bo Yejeong and he is back to being the once obsessed teenage boy he was. And she was not alone! -------- Taeho stared down at the specimen in front of him, tilting his head to the side as he observe the little thing crouching on the ground. He was standing at a careful distance as though the kid would leap up to attack him anytime soon. "Hey kid, don't eat dirt. It's not for humans." The kid looked up at him and without breaking their eye contact, she reached out and grab a handful of dust as much as she could in her small stubby hands. Taeho watched in disbelief as she stuffed everything into her mouth without ever taking her eyes off him. "Wha— Hey!" "Mommy says not to listen to strangers." "She's right but you should listen this once." Taeho unbuttoned his coat and crouched, inching closer to the kid. He didn't know what he was doing but he figured he might get her to spit the dirt out of her mouth somehow while trying not to throw up at the thought. "Ajhussi, go away or i will scream for policeman uncle to take you away." She warned without even looking up, she went drawing letters on the sand. Was a six year old supposed to act like this? "Ah, this brat." -------- Author's note: Hey! check this story out. i promise it won't disappoint ^^, oh and pls do leave powerstones as this is my entry to a WPC, hehe a bit shameless request here as i was the last entry for the competition. A bit late to the game! But i ensure that you will have fun with Taeho and his gang! They are a wild pack to be with!

*Excerpt* "I am thinking of taking out a loan," I rolled my eyes, and thought to myself secretly, 'what an idiot but I can help this idiot!' I began with my lecture, educating a dedicated 'servant' is the duty of the 'master'. "A loan from a bank takes around 30 years to pay off, but if you rob a bank you are out in 10," "Ah...erm...Di'ordi what's with your head?" I felt puzzled by this, I mean my logic is sound! you don't have to worry about food and shelter in prison. I mean my 'servant' is decent enough to become a big boss while in prison. "Nothing, I robbed a bank a while back but my accomplice got caught the fool spent 10 years in prison but now she's out and living well." Ah, my last life but she will never know. "f*ck!" "No need to spout such filthy words, I haven't beaten you to a pulp or anything," -- Di'ordi had lived a fulfilling life and died beside the man she loved and surrounded by the men who secretly loved her. Of course, those men had been repeatedly suppressed for the past hundred years but because they are in fact his shattered soul made flesh weakening him, he had granted them a boon to stay by her side as her friends. Upon her death, his fracture souls were then bonded to her wandering soul and followed her to the thousands of light-years away planet to be reborn and join her once again. The issue is, it became a bit complicated due to her siblings and other circumstances. --- *Disclaimer notice: the cover is not mines, credit to the original owner* original novel~ please vote, thank you~ WPC February event~

In a futuristic power struggle between three races, Humans, Shifters, and Alchemists a teenage boy is unknowingly born with the power to stop it all. " I'm... 200 years in the future? Can a loser like me... really start over?" Lars the loser, was the smallest and weakest kid in his high school. Everyday he was shoved into lockers and beaten to a pulp. When his high school bully beats him into a coma, Lars draws his last breath thinking. "Am I going to die a loser?" When He awakes from his coma, he finds himself reincarnated to the year 2230 , inside of an academy. And that he is no longer a human, but he is now a Shifter, a being with supernatural powers. Lars, now on the body of a Shifter named Axel, sets out to become the strongest Shifter in his academy. Learning from the bullying he experienced in his first life, he sets off on an adventure to become the strongest. However, as he navigates through the academy he has premonitions of a great tragedy that he realized he had dreamed about in his previous life.

A men born and raised in a peaceful world,suddenly transmigrated in a world of swords and magic.He should be celebrating as the dream of being isekied has become reality, Celebrating as he no longer have to hear tv channels everyday saying that world is about to end, world super powers are about to launch a war,government policy sucks, people protesting against forced vaccination, pollution killing planet and its animals, celebrity scandal etc.....all full of negatives. And when all of worlds people where suffering, you got lucky and gone to a great world, leaving this hellhole known as Earth!!!!!!!!!! You should be celebrating, right???? But the very moment you open your eyes in this new journey you were welcomed with a loud slap. out of nowhere,boys started to kick you to pulp,teachers disdains you for your low aptitude.there is no concept of industrialisation revolution, so if you born poor you are destined to die poor if not have a good aptitude. A world were humans yet to gain supremacy over other inhabitants unlike your previous one. A world where countries constantly fought each other unlike your where countries just show off there nuks but Don't use them. A world where there is no tv,smartphone,computer like your previous one. A world where there is no science but magic and occults. A world where human life has no value if not born with a golden spoon. Are you sure you are the luckiest one! ........... For grammar mistake, please bear with it for now. It will improve slowly but surely in near future. ............ book cover is collected not mine. .......... This is a pure imagination work, If you find any similarities with real world,novels,comics etc please show leniency.

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.

Nari the girl, whose punches every other guy of her age in her school had tasted. Park Ye Jun, the guy who excessively seemed interested in this tomboy who had entered his life first when she beat the pulp out of his friend. Nari hated Ye Jun but Park Ye Jun never missed a chance of showing his feelings to her. But then why suddenly he left the city and cut ties with everyone, even Nari. Why did he leave Nari alone when she wanted him finally? And what will happen when he finally comes back and Nari hates him again? Join them on the wistful, humourous, and sometimes unpredictable journey of them, The Page Where We Left... The total number of chapters (targeted): 150. Updates: Two chapters daily. The Privileged readers can get access to a sneak peek of further two to four chapters. It's a slow burn so buckle yourself up for A long journey!!!! Catch me on insta: _aislinn_jasper_ or talk to me on discord: Aislinn_Jasper #2125

Creole For The Soul My father became sick with an autoimmune condition last April, 2020 in the first wave of the pandemic hitting our Black community in the MidWest. As the ambulance drivers took him away, little did I know that would be the last time I would see him as his Caregiver/daughter for over a month. Later that afternoon in calling the hospital I found I was refused visitation. Everyone was refused visitation due to raging Covid-19 hospitalizations in our community. I was stunned. Me, a retired medical social worker has always been at my father's side for the last 15 years. Image-2.jpg As time went on, I didn't hear from a doctor for 12 days, nurse contact was sporadic. I heard from a nurse that my father had contracted Covid-19 at the hospital 3 days after he went in. I badgered, cajoled the hospital social worker to see him to no avail. My father was too weak to handle a phone, but I did have 1 conversation after 15 days. He was despondent worried about me and why I wasn't there. I had to tell him about the hospital's no visitation policy. No one had told him! He was relieved I was okay. All I could do was cry. Dad got placed in a nursing home briefly that had a Covid-19 unit to help with patients who were too weak to go home. (No visitation of course). Then back to the hospital again to go into hospice. I got a call after a week in hospice that they were planning to move my father back to the nursing home because he hadn't died. The nurse persuaded me to come in as visitation was available because the unit had extra PPE's for family to wear. My boyfriend and I grabbed the chance. We spent 1 1/2 hour with Dad, talking, saying prayers. My father upon hearing my boyfriend's voice, in a slightly morphine drugged stupor looked at me then him, and spoke for the first time in 2 weeks. It was garbled, but it seemed important to him. After about a minute, my father relaxed and slept. He died the next day. The city lost his body for 3 torturous weeks later. I thought I would lose my mind. Thankfully my boyfriend and friends kept me from being a stark raving lunatic then. Once I got his body identified and cremated (funeral homes were Leary if Covid 19 victims and way overcrowded then) I relaxed. The owner of the city facility noticed my French last name - being Creole. He was from Louisiana and missed good gumbo recipes. I offered to text him a couple of family recipes. Delighted, he put 3 people to work to find Dad's body. It worked! I think my father, a master gumbo maker, who have chuckled over the Where's Waldo search for his body - and that gumbo recipes got him found! I miss his dry, sardonic humor and smile. The guilt over not bring able to visit him during his hospitalization haunts me a year later. My art got me through all of this - drawing everyday my feelings of loss that I could not express to my father. Author and writer name :- priyanshu Chicago Priyanshu

This story is about fairy high school students,the way of life of fairies and things about fairies you never knew.

[TAGLISH] [UPDATES: MON-WED-FRI] DISCLAIMER: K-12 was not yet implemented when this story was written. Marie is an ordinary 3rd year high student who's looking forward to her JS Prom next year. She's into designing, so she has decided to design her own gown for the prom. Five boys will change her outlook in life: the best friend, the class president, the delinquent, the musician, and the sports guy. Apart from her studies, friends, and family, how will she handle all these boy-related problems this school year? -- THE BEST FRIEND “Nasprain mo ba yang ankle mo?” Asher frowned at kinuha kaagad yung chips at cola sa akin tapos inassist ako papunta sa couch. Para naman sobrang nabalian ako ng paa nito ah. I pouted my lips as I sat down, “Di ko naman kelangan ng special treatment—“ “Special ka kaya sa akin,” he sat on my left at kinuha yung nasprain kong paa. THE CLASS PRESIDENT Rave raised his hand, “As the president of this class, I will vote Marie Marshall for the position.” I rolled my eyes at him. Ano na naman ba ‘to Rave? “Since you owe me something, maybe being the vice president would suffice,” he added. “I know you’re the president of the Arts Club but if you still need some help, I’m always here to guide you.” THE DELINQUENT Nathan placed his thumb on my lips and rubbed it. He cupped my chin and tilted my head to the side. “Nandito pa rin.” “Ang alin?” inalis ko yung kamay niya. “Yung mark na ginawa ko para sa iyo,” he looked me into my eye. “Ma...mark?” Yung hi..hickey ba yun na ginawa niya nung acquaintance party? “Oo,” he looked down to my lips, my neck, and my blouse. “Para malaman nung iba na may nag-mamay ari na sa iyo.” THE MUSICIAN “Sorry sa nangyari kanina kung bigla na lang kita hinila palabas,” Morgan released my hand. “Baka kasi pagkaguluhan tayo, mahirap na.” “Ah okay lang,” I answered. “Unless...gusto mong pagkaguluhan tayo at maging sikat ka na rin,” he was looking at me. Tumingin ako sa kanya, at parang nagtatanong ang mga mata ko kung bakit. “Syempre, may kasama akong babae. They’ll think we’re dating or...you’re my girlfriend.” THE SPORTS GUY I glared at Flynn, “Kung ayaw mo mag-aral sabihin mo kaagad para hindi nasasayang ang oras kong magturo sa katulad mong tamad.” “Tangina, harsh,” he chuckled and covered his mouth. “Ang ganda mo pag nagagalit ka, ate.” Medyo nag-blush ako dun. Maganda pag nagagalit? Weird. “Alam ko nang maganda ako dati pa.” He grinned widely, “Mas gumaganda ka pag nagagalit ka. Okay na?” -- [BOOK COVER: Credits to the owner of the photo. Edited using Canva] AUTHORS (radbffs/besties): iridescentdream (Amega Furoto) AinaWang (Caring for Mr. Mutant)

If feelings of love already turned into deep-seated hate, would there still be a chance of forgiveness for the sake of saving an individual’s future? Winona Chen is Beijing’s Angel; the youngest but one of the most well-known lawyers in the city. With looks like that of a seraph and a heart reserved for justice, she has been on the headlines ever since her name was written down in the history of legal sector. Beautiful, refined, and rich with a strong sense of justice, Win is an asset the nation is raving about. But can stories and people of the past lead one to challenge her own principles? How far would one go trying to save a name she once called love?

Whatever I think, I'll write down here, so my not so private private diary