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One of the things that capture a human heart is the aroma of the coffee. With the tingling sensations that caffeine gives, who wouldn't fall in love with coffee? And who wouldn't fall in love with the one making your coffee? Joana Medina also called Joe likes her coffee made by the one and only 10/10 barista of Omelas cafe, Juan Carlito de Ayala, a friend whom she had a blind date with years ago but sadly ended up with her being rejected. Started: August 2020

Plot (Season 1/5): Emily is a 14 year old girl who has a critical condition that can't be treated. Things around her are happening but she doesn't take action to those things. Dark problems are hidden in the blinding light, invisible to those that don't see the reality in front of them...

A man who wanders around the great land unhindered. He was once called as the great protector or was he? A hypocrite protector who journey to what ever lands. Killing who he wants and saving who he likes. The three continents of Numan. a massive storm is brewing unbeknownst to all living there. /// I wrote the story as a third person perspective. /// English is not my first language or my mother tongue but I am seeking to improve on that area. I hope you give this novel of mine a chance by giving me a little bit of your time by reading the novel. I am fine with criticism.

prequel of TC

perjalanan pemikiran yang di sebut dengan afarmasi, membawa dia jauh melambung ke angkasa, entah jatuh atupun tidak, tapi dia merasa semuanya baik-baik saja.

Emilia Patel an aspiring young adult with a heart of gold and a fiery temper, as a child like all others her age always wished they had some magical special adventures much like the ones she read in many fantasy novels. One fateful, she woke up tied up in a chair by an unknown invisible force and a robbed red-haired figure informing her she was to be conscripted to one of the four strongest institutes of Sorcery. Could this nightmare be a childhood dream come true? ------------------------------------------------- Feel free to message me if you have any opinions on the story that I might need to change or writing style... I'm always looking for something to improve on.... Or just a message me to tell you you're enjoying the novel =)

Hal is a knight with great decorations from his kingdom, but he dies mysteriously in a battle for his kingdom. He had a wife for whom he would give everything in the few moments of life he had left, he just wanted to see her smile one more time, just one more time, and remember all the good and bad they spent together. The knight died, but he heard a voice coming from deep in the darkness this voice said "I will give you the chance to see your wife one more time, but you will have to be my soldier" A hand appeared in the deep darkness waiting for my answer I accepted without hesitation or thought. But Hal didn't know that the dark lord had tricked him, it had been 6 years since his death. A story inspired by spawn.

A string of brutal murders shakes Noxhaven. Every victim bears the same mark: Latin phrases etched by a deadly quill. Detective Florena Woodville’s pursuit turns chilling when the killer’s clues become too precise— as if he knows her… too well.

What if everything was just... Numbers?

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!