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Sandra is an aspiring celebrity hair and makeup artist who was driven out of the entertainment industry by a celebrity who took advantage of her. When her friends invite her to a club frequented by people in the industry, she does a transformation with her makeup and hair so that no one will recognize her. At the party, she meets her dream man. The next day, she gets a job interview. Things are looking up—until she discovers the CEO of her company is the man from the club. And the best and worst part—he doesn’t recognize her! Can Sandra overcome her enemies to achieve her dream? Or will she be forced to choose between her career and the man she loves? Hiding Her Blush is created by Natalya Patolot, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Yuni Starling is just an ordinary high school girl—clumsy, dramatic, and hopelessly straight… or so she insists. But her world flips upside down the day a mysterious “prince charming” moves into her family’s house as a new tenant. Handsome, aloof, and oddly perfect, Elis Bellerose seems like the dream guy Yuni has always imagined. Except… there’s more to Elis than Yuni realizes. Behind the polite smiles and guarded words, Elis hides secrets that could change everything Yuni thinks she knows about love. Add to that a best friend tangled in his own crush, an overdramatic manga-artist dad, a nosy but loving mom, and Yuni’s chaotic teenage life turns into a rollercoaster of blushes, awkward moments, and unexpected giggles. But when past relationships and hidden truths begin to surface, will Yuni’s heart still flutter the same way? Or will her dream prince be nothing like she imagined? A cute, funny, and slightly messy romcom with a twist of suspense—perfect for anyone who loves crushes, comedy, and the chaos of first love.

After slaving away for years to pay for his girlfriend's tuition, Mark was ruthlessly dumped for a rich heir. Resurrected by resentment, Mark awakens the [Harem System]. The rules are simple: Conquer women to gain Money and Power. Status is Key: The higher her status (CEO, Idol, Milf), the bigger the base reward. Intensity Multiplier: The stronger her emotions—especially shame and excitement—the massive the Energy output! Looking at the arrogant women who once despised him, Mark smiles. "Love is trash. I only want to see you blush in shame." From a broke loser to the God of Conquest, Mark's reign begins now.

[Two Chapters/Day... Unless I'm really busy. Like I am til the 20th.] What weight would you put on life? Is it something sacred? Or something you can just toss aside the second it gets inconvenient? Would you consider life to be a sum of all lively experiences or just the art of existing? Even if the existence itself was empty? Elyan was but a human who didn't know how to answer any of those. But humans can learn, they can grow, after all, they are alive. This is the tale of a man trying to get back up on his feet after everyone he knew left him to rot. This is a tale about trying to find meaning through the absence of life. A tale trying to explore death. This is a tale recalling the rise of Death Incarnate. *** Art by taekwonkim. I did not commission this god-tier artist. https://discord.gg/dkSzcwa3DM (character design and more) [THIS RE-UPLOAD IS JUST TO CHECK IF I'M GETTING SHADOWBANNED OR NOT. CUZ THE NUMBERS DON'T MATCH UP.]

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"Jika waktu ini habis apa aku akan kembali?." "Tentu kau akan kembali dan semua akan seperti semula." apa aku bermimpi aku mendengar seseorang berbicara pada ku?. walau samar aku mendengar nya, BERISIK.... Dia mengusik telingaku DIAAAMMMM..... !!!! ........ "Hanya aku tak ingin waktu ini habis."

Sasha is a Gold digger with daddy issues, finding her match...someone, with a lot of Principle Ash...with sexual tensions...rising between her and her sugardaddy, on why her sugar daddy never touched her... but... for some reason... very touchy to this new butler; Ash. Sasha has suspicions... But she can't help.... falling in love, on Ash before everything else. What would happen next?

"But even in the darkness I could still see his soul, and its color was a deep blue." His soul is shattering, reaching out to anyone willing to take it and put it back together, but all her efforts to help him only result in their suffering.

Heroes. Icons of hope. Defenders of the weak. They are not bound by duty, nor are they compelled by law. And yet, they rise. They stand between chaos and order, not because they must, but because they choose to. That choice—the willingness to fight for others—is what makes them more than just people with powers. It makes them legends. Every child dreams of being one. Of soaring through the skies, of standing tall against the forces of evil, of hearing their name chanted by the people they save. To be strong. To be admired. To matter. Kevin Trades once shared that dream. But dreams are fragile things. The cold wind howled past his ears as he plummeted. The night sky stretched above him, a canvas of stars indifferent to the boy who had just been thrown from a rooftop. The world around him blurred, city lights twisting into streaks of yellow and white. His body twisted midair, arms flailing as he reached for anything—something—to stop his fall. But there was nothing. Only gravity’s cruel embrace pulling him down, faster and faster. Then—impact. Pain exploded through his body. He hit the pavement hard, his vision flashing white before turning to darkness. For a moment, there was nothing but silence. The world felt distant, like a bad dream he couldn’t wake from. Then, the taste of metal filled his mouth. A weak cough escaped his lips, splattering liquid onto the cold concrete beneath him. He forced his eyes open, the dim glow of a nearby streetlight illuminating the substance pooling by his face. It wasn’t red. Blue. A deep, rich blue, glistening under the light like liquid sapphire. Kevin’s breath hitched. His trembling fingers reached out, touching the unnatural blood oozing from his lips. It was real. Something inside him stirred. A realization. A possibility. Maybe… just maybe… He could become a hero.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!