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In a world where emotion can be extracted, Dr. Nathan Grey risks everything to erase his own pain. But when the experiment goes wrong, his grief, guilt, joy, and love take form-and one empty fragment, born from what's left behind, begins to change everything. Emotion.exe explores the cost of trying to control emotion through science, and the haunting journey toward accepting every part of the self-even the painful ones.

Aydin Hasegawa menginginkan kehidupan yang normal. Tetapi karena kemampuannya yang hanya dimiliki oleh segelintir orang di dunia, membuatnya tidak bisa berhenti menghadapi tantangan dan kesulitan. Bisakah Aydin merasakan kebahagiaan yang pantas untuk dia dapatkan?

Qxer academy merupakan sebuah sekolah sihir yang menampung siswa siswi terpilih. Tidak sembarang orang bisa terpilih untuk bersekolah disana. Setiap tahun Qxer Academy akan mengadakan pengambilan siswa diberbagai dunia. Hal yang dinanti nantikan pun tiba.  ‎ Seorang gadis yang tergolong pendiam dan terkucil terpilih untuk bersekolah disana. Namun, gadis itu masuk kebagian khusus laki laki.  ‎Akankah berakhir bahagia? Apakah gadis itu yang telah diramalkan untuk menyelamatkan dunia dari kegelapan? Kenapa aku masuk ke Qxero academy ya~Keyra Elycorn ‎ imutnya~5 prince ‎

As humanity was barely surviving in the aftermath of nuclear armageddon caused byWW 3 that began with the Ukrainian-Russian war an alien taskforce came over and started exterminating the last remmenants of humanity until there was nothing left... But as fate would have it a certain bored omnipotent being who was currently sitting in his barracks from all universes encompassing author's race decided to give a certain someone a second chance and see what will happen after a soldier from the future returns back to the past and receives an Apexer System.

A long time ago in a distant world much like our own but constantly at a state of war. There was a clan of warriors who took charged of the battlefield and was never afraid of a fight even if the numbers were stacked against each other. They were fearless and courageous and didn't know the meaning of the word retreat. They were feared all across the land for producing strong, and talented warriors who conquered every battle they fought in not matter the losses. Though unfortunately their success was also what brought them their downfall. Multiple countries joined forces to annihilate this rouge clan of warriors who sided with no one and merely fought for the thrill and honor of it all. Though they were ruthless, they were not monsters. Though they look down upon cowards, they will never strike down a defenseless enemy since it didn't sit right with them. The clan of warriors were called by their first leaders last name The Yoshimori Clan. The Yoshimori's were fiercely loyal to their own and only to their own. When a specific group of the clan requested backup for a particular battle, The rest of the Yoshimori clan responded and went to aid their comrades not knowing it would be their last. This is a story about a young man who was a slave turned soldier and how he came to be known as the Demon King.

"Betrayal is a sin, flower," He murmured near my ears, his arctic orbs whisking the warmth of my flesh against his. A course of harrowing singeing fire drifted down my body from the swell of my breasts to my heated core. My nerves screaming with torturous touch of his skin against mine, I couldn’t think for he had me confine in his arms. Brutally, he swept his tongue under the rim of my ear whilst my breath hitched and my tears become uncontrollable. The blood seeped through the cut I gifted him with as he inflated every bit of my scent I had to offer. His filthy tongue leapt across my lower lip with hellish slowness. The bond tempted me to submit to him. "I do not yearn to hear your cries, Katarina. Worship me with your moans." He commanded and I closed my eyes tightly not wishing to swim in those ocean pools of his. Their intimidating tone of his made me want to submit fully to him, to hand over the reins of my soul in his fists. Tears streamed down my face. "F-Forgive me, Xerxes." I stammer softly unable to face his wrath for I knew he was just playing with me, toying with my emotions before he punish me for deeds I've done. Xerxes cruelly grasped my wrists whilst locking them above my head so he could fully discern my naked flesh. "Forgive you?" He mocked, his eyes holding mine into a captivating grip as he licked his lips. "You let another male touch what belonged to me, tell me, flower, why must you test me like this.” I gulped unable to meet his gaze. He chuckled dryly. “Spread your legs, Katarina. The nectar I’m craving is between your legs.”

In a world where strength defines justice, one man holds the power to judge them all. Kaito was just an ordinary college student—until the day he awakened the Judgment System, an ancient force that grants him the ability to deliver absolute verdicts upon the wicked. With a single command, he can brand sinners, alter destinies, and erase his enemies from existence. But power always comes at a cost. Determined to rid the world of criminals, corrupt leaders, and those who prey on the weak, Kaito soon finds himself entangled in something far more dangerous than he ever imagined. Hidden forces—divine beings, secret organizations, and the very fabric of fate itself—begin to move against him. But Kaito refuses to be a pawn in someone else’s game. With the Judgment in hand and the System whispering cryptic truths in his mind, he embarks on a relentless pursuit of justice, where mercy is a luxury he cannot afford. Yet as the lines between hero and villain blur, one question lingers: Who truly deserves judgment? #WARNING #don't expect much from this novel because this is my first time writing. #NEWBOOK

The story of brother's intertwined and their lover reborn over and over until a final battle.

This is a SAMPLE ONLY. For the rest of this novel, please visit my Patreon! (www.patreon.com/_MaryAnne_) --- This is a story about a genetically modified girl that struggles with her sense of place and identity in the ever changing, futuristic world of technology, as she fights to find what it means to be human. Subject Xero dances on the tightrope between hero and villain, nature and nurture, friend and foe, throughout the story, teetering from one side to another in her quest for freedom.

The holy book of ZUMORA, the book by kjoru the ten seeds of wisdoms CHOOSES YOU" the Old Man says as gesturing the book to me. Walking about half miles, the Old Man calls me for some books "The book choose me" I laughed softly. "You are chosen one Jaxe Marco Cooper, you are the processor of the holy book of ZUMORA" the man said with seriousness of his face. "How did you know my name" I asked the man, "And why would a book chose me, A book" specified saying the book. "The book knows you son", he continues "Back ago from 100 years a book is passed from one processor to another before another inorder to fulfill the dynamic of the book, it was passed along to me before you now kid". "And what I'm I suppose to do with it". I took the book from his hands. "Read it, learn and besides what are people supposed to do with books", the old man jokes.he continues "the first processor of the book and author KJORU the son of the ZUMORA tribes longs ago before the slave trade in the 1200 BC demonstrate all the encounter of this spherical we are living in right now". "You mean the earth right" following up with his ancient story, "call it what you call it; the book will teaches how to overcome the modern problems and you need the fulfill the dimensional dynasty of ZUMORA".