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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.

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.

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.

Detectives, agentes, un misterio que resolver, una asociación que atrapar.

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Kiddo an alien girl that losses part of her memories after a shipwreck and to make matters worse creatures, bounty hunters, hidden enemy's and who knows what! that's out there trying to kill her. Before she even get a chance to remember her past will she even survive?

A tale of two witches, a journey for three, a perplexing paradox, a hunger for power, a desire for love. All beings are ambitious, all are favored unequally. This story provides a view to the searing path forged by the strong as universes, dimensions and moralities collide. Will you bear witness?

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Moona wanted to stop him, to ask him not to go, because deep down she was afraid. She was sfraid of loosing him, she was afraid that she might not see him again. A tear rolled on her cheek as she watched the closed door... After all he was a police officer. She knew he was busy in some foolish mission. With heavy heart she walked over her bedroom where she laid down and when sleep took hold of her she didn't know. ........................... Do you accept this Nikah?" The man with a beard asked him. "I do!" He heard his voice. "Do you accept this nikah?" "I do!" "Do you accept this nikah?" "I do!" "Congratulations! Let's raise our hands to ask Allah Almighty to shower His endless blessings on this couple." The man raised his hands. He looked at her bride, she was also looking at him with a bright smile on her face. And his eyes were open. He looked around frantically. The only voice in the room was of his panting. His throat was sore. He sat up in his bed. The light coming from the street through the window was the only source to reduce the darkness in the room. The habitant was now drinking water from the glass which had been on his bed-side table. After drinking the water he picked up his phone and came out of his room. Entering the lounge, he turned on the lights and sat on the couch. There he started recording a voice note. "I just had a very bad dream and I am not feeling very good about it. I saw I was getting married." He stopped the recording and pushed the send button. .................... This is a story of a widow, Moona, who meets a guy, Zain, who is an intelligence officer, after the death of her husband. They both investigate the murder of her husband with the help and support of their family. This is a family story. This is a friendship story. This is a love story. Who is their enemy? Who is the person behind the two murders? To know these facts, read WIDOW. Love, Hibba.

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!