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« Écoute bien, mon disciple obéissant, il est temps pour toi de descendre de cette montagne. Ton maître t'a arrangé un mariage avec une beauté stupéfiante, et c'est une véritable aubaine ! » Sur ces mots, le maître s'enfuit avec la dot, laissant Lin Chen à la fois affligé et furieux. Déterminé, il descendit de la montagne pour retrouver sa promise. Cependant, le destin en avait décidé autrement, car il fut intercepté sur la route par une femme captivante qui insistait pour qu'il joue le rôle de son faux petit ami. Pour rendre les choses encore plus déroutantes, cette femme ressemblait étrangement à sa future épouse !

On April 4th, 2026, Kaho's life—and the entire world—is irrevocably changed. Teenagers across the globe start receiving mysterious black letters, each carrying an urgent message from another time and place: prevent an impending nuclear disaster and prepare for an otherworldly invasion set for January 20th, 2027—an invasion unlike any they have ever experienced.

Chaque jour , le pain et le vin

He was surrounded by people, but there was nobody he could connect with. Her path was full of fame, but everything was taken away from her. They were alone in their own worlds. Until they weren't anymore. [Excerpt] The whole universe flowed in his surroundings while he just stood there, not moving an inch so he wouldn't disrupt the requiem of his rebirth. At that moment, he was reborn as the musician he wanted to be. His very own soul was touched. All he wanted was to leave his imperfect body and join the sounds like a vital stream, ready to collapse in the universe and become one with it. He looked at her. Dreams come true. Dreams can also die.

Shac’s life is as ordinary as it gets, waking up, rushing to school, struggling through class, repeat. But his routine shatters when he receives a cryptic email: "Don’t forget about the Duck." At first, it seems like a harmless prank. Then he starts noticing a yellow duckling appearing in the same place, and a suffocating unsettling nightmare begins to haunt him every night. Each morning, the email arrives again, the duckling crosses his path, and the world feels a little less… real. As Shac digs deeper, he realizes these aren’t coincidences but clues to a greater mystery, one that threatens to unravel his life and his very sense of self. To uncover the truth, Shac must follow the trail of the Duck, but doing so might lead him to a reality he’s not ready to face.

Young and wrily, a master of conversation and finesse, Nasir Johnson came in his first year of college believing he had his environment wrapped around his finger. Starting his semester at SDSU, and taking advantage of being in a new city, he figured he would continue his devious exploits here. But he is in for a grave awakening, for ancient forces, mythological entities are there to interrupt his schemes. Whatever happens, Nasir will have to figure out how he will finesse his way out of this one. Loosely based on African mythology set in a modern setting, this tale puts a modern twist on long-practiced spiritual ways.

Six hearts. One band. Not everyone will stay in tune. When Elliot—heartbroken, guilt-ridden, and still strumming the chords of regret—tries to win back the girl he lost, he sets off a chain reaction that pulls the entire group into emotional disarray. Roxanne wants nothing to do with him. Sienna wants him—for all the wrong reasons. Adrian wants him to heal… but maybe not just as a friend. Mia believes in second chances—for love, and maybe for herself. And Dante? He just wants to keep the group from falling apart. In a band where every beat counts, one wrong note can change everything. Broken Chords is a messy, emotional, and heartfelt ride through friendship, betrayal, love, and the music that ties it all together.

What would happen if two teenagers who belonged to the same school who never came upon each other before, just to get a text from each other? 

She ran from a past that never listened. He hid behind a voice the world loved—but never knew. When Arohi, a shy south indian interior designer, lands a one-year opportunity in Tokyo, she’s not chasing dreams—she’s escaping wounds. Quiet, anxious, and too used to being ignored, she never expected her neighbor to be the first person to really hear her. Natsuo is soft-spoken, kind-eyed, and almost too calm for the chaos inside her. But there’s something about his music… it feels familiar. Too familiar. As ramen turns into rituals, and shared silences blossom into something deeper, Arohi finds herself torn between the gentle warmth of friendship… and the slow, aching burn of something much more. But secrets always have a sound—and when his truth comes echoing back, will her heart be ready to listen? A slow-burn, cross-cultural romance about healing, found connection, and the music that binds two strangers... Somewhere Between the Chords.

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?