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why does it have to separate the gender thingy? who cares if males read female oriented stuff and vice-versa am ay right guys :) (this is just a test don't take it seriously)

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.

Siglos han transcurrido desde la última vez que había sentido algo en su corazón, sentir nunca había sido una opción para alguien como él. Si hay algo que la historia le ha enseñado, es que los sentimientos han sido los causantes de los mejores logros de la humanidad y de los mayores desastres. La humanidad que estaba destinado a cuidar, ¿Es posible cuidar lo que no se ama? Ahora, y por primera vez estaba sintiendo, Miguel sabía que era perfectamente capaz de destruir a toda la humanidad que había estado cuidando para proteger a una mujer El libre albedrío puede condenar o salvar a un humano, ¿Sucedería lo mismo con un Arcángel?

This story follows the main character, a office worker from Japan, who inhabits the body of Akari Ignius, daughter of the duke of Algoa. All she wants is a easy life, but even that's impossible in the dangerous world of Sakidō

Suri Kang aprendió tres cosas en su primer día en Hathor: Uno: Ningún premio de fotografía vale tanto como un apellido correcto. Dos: El café puede costar cinco mil dólares, y derramarlo sobre la persona equivocada puede costarte mucho más. Tres: Que un chico guapo puede ser un idol... un estúpido idol. Becada en la preparatoria más exclusiva de Corea, Suri solo quería probar que su talento era suficiente. Que la cámara Leica que su padre pasó meses modificando valía cada hora de trabajo. Que su familia vea que apostó por la persona correcta. Pero en Hathor, donde estudiantes lanzan monedas de oro a fuentes y tienen piscinas solo para selfies, el mérito no existe sin el dinero que lo respalde. Y Suri acaba de convertirse en el experimento favorito del Director: Aquella adversidad que despertara el ego de los dormidos. Pero como enemigo y aliado obligatorio, un chico de cabello rosa, el rey del sistema solar Vhy. El no quiere estar ahí. Lleva dijes de máscaras como otros llevan relojes caros, y hay una razón. Porque cuando eres ídolo, mostrar grietas no es opción. Cuando millones te observan, respirar sin permiso es lujo. Y cuando has perdido algo que nadie menciona en voz alta, las máscaras son lo único que te mantiene de pie. Forzados a crear juntos, Suri descubre que su lente captura lo que Vhy más teme: la verdad. Y Vhy descubre que Suri ve exactamente lo que él intenta ocultar: que debajo de la perfección ensayada, hay alguien ahogándose. Entre cuartos oscuros y edificios de estrellas. Entre tazones desparejos y café de lujo. Entre verdades capturadas y mentiras hermosas. Dos personas en mundos opuestos aprenderán que las jaulas más hermosas siguen siendo prisiones. Y que a veces, la única forma de respirar es encontrar a alguien que entienda por qué te está matando contener el aire. Una historia sobre arte que incomoda, privilegio que sofoca, y dos personas que deben elegir: ¿mantener las máscaras o arriesgarse a mostrar las grietas? Porque en Hathor, incluso ser humano tiene precio. Y no todos pueden pagarlo.