chs hostel

*New hostel. New rules. New chaos.* I thought it would just be another year of boring classes and strict teachers… until I met him. Too arrogant to ignore. Too complicated to figure out. Too close for comfort. And somehow, I’m trapped in a game that might ruin me—or change me forever. ( You can follow me on tiktok @_jamesink )

When a shy college fresher, Nisha, enters an all-girls hostel, her world turns upside down. A cruel ragging dare forces her to share a kiss with her mysterious roommate, Mina. What begins as an act soon spirals into a secret bond of desire, protection, and forbidden emotions. In a world of blackmail, secrets, and passion—can their love survive the judgment? A slow-burn, steamy Girls' Love story full of twists, emotions, and dark romance. Note: This is a work of fiction. All characters, incidents, and places are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

Ethan goes out of business and enters “Boundary City”, a supernatural city similar to his hometown but full of strangeness. He gradually discovers the city's abnormalities: The streets are filled with unnameable monsters (such as long, thin, black shadows and “rain frogs” in the freezing rain); His own home is an “Otherworld” (an anomalous space separate from reality), and a locked room in his house contains Seraphina, a sealed living doll; He has the ability to come back from the dead, his body strengthens after each death, and he is able to pass through “gates” to travel between different Otherworlds.

"Intan kau kat mana "sudah berkali kali nama itu disebut namun orangnya tidak juga dijumpai."Syahmi aku rasa kita perlu berpecah supaya Intan dapat ditemukan dengan cepat "okey ,aku ikut kanan,Fiqa kau tengah,Azwan kau kiri okey .kalau Intan tidak juga ditemukan kita kumpul balik kat sini faham ,jap "Syahmi memungut batu kecil."jangan lupa tanda laluan yang korang lalu jadi andai kata salah satu dari kita tak jumpa dia , kami boleh jejak ikut tanda yang korang letak .""baik"Azwan dan Fiqa menjawab serentak. mereka akhirnya berpisah.

a young teen girl who suffer and learn a lot of things in her life at a young age

"The Secret Life of Hostel Weirdos" is a wild, heartwarming ride through the chaotic lives of five hostel roommates who turn every ordinary moment into something hilariously unforgettable. From mosquito trials to emotional breakdowns over stolen towels, every chapter is based on true events that are too weird to be fiction—but too funny not to share. This isn’t just a story about hostel life. It’s about unfiltered friendship, late-night confessions, inside jokes that never die, and the kind of weirdness that only happens when you live together 24/7. Laugh, cry, and maybe even miss your own crazy roommates as you dive into the most dramatic, unplanned, and oddly beautiful mess called girlhood in a hostel. P.S. Yes, every single chapter is based on what really happened

Subtitle: Forts, Finance, Farms, Factories, Factions, Faith, Foundation and Fighting. I have always like 4X games, but everything changed when I tried this 8F game. I was addicted and did not plan to stop. I have never played a game that was so different from real life, but so alike. It was when I realized that paper currency from some computer-generated NPC had serial numbers attached when it hit me. The game tracked the serial numbers on the virtual currencies in the game. Game developers do not just add boilerplate and unnecessary content to be processed when players receive no stimulation from it. What started as me thinking of a city simulator ended up being what ever I could imagine. I could live life on the country side breeding horses or playing match maker as a village chief. Turning a region into a vineyard could lead to either death from bandits or becoming an aristocrat in one fell swoop. I even tried counterfeiting and other nefarious things in the game. The game had some exaggerations, learning magic or becoming god for example. Monsters spawn randomly, events where the environment mysteriously improve, non-renewable resources can now regenerate, or portals open and allow waves of monsters to invade like a tower defense. It reminded me of that game where you are only having fun when you lose, but this game still allowed the unexpected. You could just teleport away from danger or become a skeleton or spirit after death and start a new adventure as an undead wanting revenge on the dragon that killed you. However, I did not know. This was an alpha test and something had plans for me to try the beta next. I was taken from my reality and placed in an Alternate Universe (AU). --- The world is filled with war, martial arts, cultivation, dao, magic, psychic, and other energy forces. I wake to find the previous me who lost everything. Everything was in ruins or tatters; whether it would be family, loved ones, dreams, or even my situation. With my only allies being a fiancee I do not trust and my personal magical ability, I decide to rely on my new memories.

Architech, một bộ tộc, một nhóm người, một cái danh đáng tự hào đã được nhiều cá nhân của thế giới này đặt cho họ để nhằm tôn vinh cũng như bày tỏ ngưỡng mộ trước sự thông minh và khả năng chế tạo, xây dựng nên những tạo phẩm đầy tuyệt diệu nhưng cũng không kém phần nguy hiểm của họ. Một cái danh đủ để cả thế giới biết đến họ, nhưng đồng thời cũng nhấn chìm cái nguồn gốc thật sự của chính họ, cái tên thật sự của chính họ trong lãng quên. Những kẻ dạo bước nơi sa mạc khát khô kia, họ thật sự là ai? Chúc Phúc, một cậu trai Architech trẻ đã rời khỏi khu hầm nơi bản thân đã sinh ra và lớn lên để hướng sâu hơn vào khu vực trung tâm lục địa với mục đích tìm kiếm và giải mã món bảo vật mang tên Trái Tim Giả Của Người Sáng Tạo - thứ tạo phẩm ngàn năm có một với sức mạnh đầy quyền năng và được đồn đoán là có khả năng hồi sinh người chết, hoặc thậm chí là xa hơn nữa… Chu du qua từng thành phố, vương quốc; gặp gỡ biết bao người hay cũng như đối diện với những mối hiểm nguy chực chờ. Một kẻ lãng du trong những câu chuyện cổ tích mà người khác viết lên, một con cừu đang bước ra khỏi cổng chuồng để tiến về phía màn đêm. Chúc Phúc, bản thân cậu trai trẻ ấy sẽ tìm thấy được gì nơi cuối cuộc hành trình của bản thân?

Hey!!! In this book I will write form the prepective of a highschool freshman (9th grader). I will write about her life in and how it is to be a nobody in highschool. You might like it, you might not. Some of u might even relate to it(maybe). Also please don't judge me. Also this is my first time writing well if you didn't count the essays from English class. So please help me if I have any mistakes. Thank you!! Sincerely your author, ~Blue

The Saint is but a mask, a mercy for mortal eyes. Would you have trusted me, had I come in the shape of a god? No — you would have named me devil, cast me into flame. Flesh cannot bear my nearness, nor marrow endure my unveiled name. So I clothed myself in the Saint, a shadow of my truth, That men might look upon me and not despair, That you might march beside me and not break. I deceived you, not to trick, but to shield. A god unveiled is a terror; a god veiled is a companion. Every word, every judgment, every victory was mine. You did not follow a servant — you walked with the King. Now the veil cracks, the mask falls away. You see me as I am: white and unyielding as dawn, Bone eternal, incorruptible. Not to crush you, but to crown you. Not to cast you aside, but to exalt you. The Saint was the bridge; the Lord is the shore. The Saint was mercy; the Lord is truth. The Saint was I, and I am the Lord of Bones.