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『The purpose of dreams persist to be vaguely understood by humanity, yet have been the topic of countless scientific, religious, and philosophical interests for eons. Evidence points towards them being just a succession of emotions, memories and stimuli, but could they be, if only for a fleeting moment in the infinite expanse of time, something...… more?』

Du und er adalah kata yang artinya kamu dan dia. keduanya memiliki warna hitam dan putih di setiap cinta nya. Itulah pandangan cinta dari Venusa Way Oxygen. Yang tak selamanya penuh dengan kebahagiaan dan keindahan tetapi memiliki bagian gelap yang selalu meninggalkan bekas luka. Baginya ia adalah analogi yang tepat dari sebuah kata hampir bahagia, hampir bersama, dan hampir memiliki. apakah Venusa harus memilih orang yang mengajaknya tenggelam, atau orang yang menyelamatkannya ketika tenggelam?

Namaku Choi Hyun Ji, sebentar lagi berusia dua puluh tiga tahun. Aku punya orangtua yang baik dan penyayang, juga seorang kakak perempuan yang selalu melindungi. Aku juga punya banyak teman. Hidupku normal dan sempurna. Aku bahkan tergabung dalam fanclub sebuah idol grup bernama Bangtan Sonyeondan atau lebih sering disebut BTS. Aku memiliki segalanya dan sudah melakukan banyak hal menyenangkan kecuali satu hal, pergi ke fan sign dan bertemu biasku secara langsung. Dan akhirnya hari itu tiba, hadiah ulang tahun yang diberikan kakakku, tiket untuk pergi ke fan sign BTS. Seharusnya hari itu adalah hari paling sempurna dalam dua puluh tiga tahun hidupku, tapi nyatanya tidak. Bus yang kutumpangi malah mengalami kecelakaan parah. Dalam keadaan penuh darah dan hampir mati, aku menyesali kenyataan bahwa aku tidak sempat bertemu biasku secara langsung. Setidaknya bisakah aku mati ketika sudah bertemu Jin Oppa? Padahal aku adalah orang yang baik, anak penurut, juga teman yang menyenangkan. Tapi kenapa harus mati dengan cara seperti ini? Saat semuanya sudah terasa gelap dan kupikir itulah yang namanya kematian, aku kembali membuka mata saat seseorang mengguncang tubuhku dengan keras. Kalimat pertama yang kudengar ketika terbangun adalah 'Nona, kau tidak apa-apa?'. Seorang wanita berseragam pelayan sedang menatapku dengan cemas. Aku hidup kembali dalam dunia yang sama persis dengan novel yang baru kubaca beberapa hari sebelumnya. Entah bagaimana aku terbangun sebagai seorang Puteri Zanitha dari kerajaan Agrafin, seorang tokoh paling antagonis dalam novel. Bagiku, berita mengerikannya bukanlah akhir hidup Puteri Zanitha yang dihukum mati oleh suaminya sendiri, tapi kenyataan bahwa aku akan segera menikah dengan seorang Pangeran dari kerajaan Vadhesa. Yang benar saja! Selama dua puluh tiga tahun hidup, aku belum pernah yang namanya pacaran, lalu sekarang akan dinikahkan dengan laki-laki asing? Lagipula, aku hanya ingin menikah dengan Jin Oppa seorang, tidak dengan yang lain! Begitulah, kehidupanku sebagai istri sang Pangeran dimulai. Usia Puteri Zanitha sekarang tujuh belas tahun dan ia akan dihukum mati pada usia dua puluh. Itu artinya aku hanya akan hidup lagi selama tiga tahun? Menyedihkan! Ayah, Ibu, kalau ini mimpi tolong segera bangunkan aku! Zea Shen

There is a beautiful woman in the Philippines whose job is as a painter, she loved a man and loved her too, and because of that love they got married, but when she got married, her husband changed and abused her. (She promised herself that she would never love again.) And because she was abused, she separated from her husband and went to Russia, a few years later she returned to the Philippines to face her ex-husband. But she did not know herself, that she would love her ex-husband friend, she was afraid to love again, she was hurt by the love given by her ex-husband. P.S Names, characters, places, and events may be the work of the author's imagination or mere fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or local or human, living or dead, is purely coincidental. PLAGIARISM is a CRIME!

Apa kejutan terbesar yang pernah terjadi dalam kehidupan mu? Nadhira mengalami hal itu. Sebuah kejutan yang sangat besar menghampiri hidupnya. Kejutan yang mengubah dirinya dari seseorang yang sebelumnya hanya memiliki mimpi kini dikelilingi penuh oleh materi. Perubahan hidup yang menjadi awal kesakitan nya. Kesakitan yang membuat Nadhira nyaris kehilangan impiannya. Bahkan karena itu dia harus merelakan cintanya.

The weather turned even colder after the heavy rain this evening. I looked out the window taking in the view over the town. I am definitely going to miss Maydawn Town. I will miss the peaceful environment, my private tutors, and of course my extravagant room. It is all for the best, finally taking a step forward from my boring routine life into an interesting one [I hope]. To top it all, I am finally going to meet my Mum after all these years. Although, I am nervous and uncertain I can barely contain my excitement. #Mystery?Surprise?Suspense? Thrill?# It is all packed in this novel. Get your popcorn ready for this fun ride. PS: Dear Readers, I would love to know your opinion after each chapter [there is always room for improvement this way].

Demon King Alixuron Scalius is the ruling monarch over the Empire of Scornsije. He was cursed when he was but a child by the Hags of Conventrellis, a witch demon kingdom, to never be able to bear a son. However, this curse was placed upon him from his grandfather’s arrogance. His grandfather, King Lemorphin Scalius, was enraged by this but being upon his deathbed was unable to retaliate. King Sezura Scalius had died shortly after King Alixuron’s birth. All of this is to say that King Alixuron cared not about the curse as his daughters are strong, wise, and very capable dragon demons that shouldn’t be discounted. Though none share a mother, they all still held an unusually close bond with one another due to him treating them all equally as his children. However, the young females have become too relaxed in their lives, one could dare say even bored! What’s a father to do besides sending them off to govern individual holds within the kingdom? Exert: “Introduce yourselves to Prince Verocul Howlsend of the Kingdom of Thropanio.” King Alixuron nonchalantly orders his daughters. The werepanther prince looks each princess over with intrigue, lust and appraisal. The King keeps a small smile to himself, holding back a chuckle. “I’m the second eldest daughter, Princess Natalion Scalius.” The proudful demoness offers a slight smile as she eyes the prince and his procession after stepping forward. She places a hand on her hip with an arched brow as she does so. “I’m Katilis Scalius, it’s ever so nice to meet you!” The ever cheerful daughter came forth, her eyes gleaming with interest as she eyes the group with a playful expression. She holds a rather cute poppet that felt like it stared into one’s soul. “I’m Brightana Scalius, I hope you find your time here pleasant.” The next in age steps forth with a slight curtsy before she nonchalantly pulls out her journal once more and starts to write in it once more. She held the air of indifference as she spoke. “Oh! I’m Gripillia Scalius, please do feel free to share any stories with me.” The next daughter states with a blossoming smile after being prodded to attention by her sisters. She clasps her hands in front of her as her eyes sparkle with anticipation. “I’m Veriona Scalius, I’m glad to see the tales of how handsome the demons of Thropanio are is proven to be more than just tales.” The final daughter in line steps forth with sensuality running through her very movements, offering a wink and smirk as she brazenly looks the group over. The doors open, drawing the attention of the room to a smaller, daintier female surrounded by guards and attendants, her being helped to walk on both sides as she comes over. “Ah, this is my eldest daughter.” King Alixuron announces before turning to address her as she reaches the line. “I’m glad to see you’re feeling well enough to join us today my dear.” “Thank you father.” She replies, leaning against her sister Katilis before turning to the prince. “I am the eldest daughter to King Alixuron Scalius, Princess Doniverea Scalius. I apologize for my late arrival, but do hope we can be friends.” She looks at the prince with the calmest energy one can imagine, serenity coming off of her in waves. “It’s my pleasure to make the acquaintances of ones so famous and beloved as your majesties. I look forward to us strengthening relations of our empires!” Prince Verocul Howlsend offers a bow, followed by others of his party while all of both sides have smirks on their faces.

Dustin gave up on being worthy of anyone's affections a long time ago, drowning his problems in substance abuse and meaningless encounters. He has learned it's better to avoid love altogether than risk the inevitable moment when it all comes crashing down.<br><br>Nicolae has neither eyesight nor excess, but he does have a wealth of family and intuition. He is nothing Dustin would have anticipated in a potential lover, but the more Dustin discovers, the more he finds himself willing to accept the risk ... even if his conscience and the people in his life keep warning him away.

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!

Shocking! The rough husband is the hidden master in the time-travel novel. She is the sacrificial victim for the male lead's pursuit of true love, the pitiful person who transforms grief and indignation into motivation, the obsessive person who constantly wants to slap the male lead's face with money, the lemon essence contrasting the female lead’s gentleness and generosity. Xu Qinghuan: Emma, is this talking about me? Xu Qinghuan transmigrated into a book, into a time-travel novel written by her best friend, where her father died early, her mother remarried, and she was raised in her second uncle's home since childhood. Her cousin and fiancé are entangled? "Break off the engagement, whoever wants the central air conditioner can take it!" Her biological mother manipulates her with work? Isn't it just going to the countryside? The Great Northeast's black land is fertile, where every year you can lie on the heated kang and eat for half the year. Which corporate slave wouldn’t love it? Most importantly, there is a big shot she wants to cling to. Jiang Xingye is someone that even the male lead admires, the future global richest man, the hidden master in the book. After going to the countryside, Xu Qinghuan goes straight to Jiang Xingye. Her original plan was to be a little follower for the big shot and never thought of developing an inappropriate relationship with him. When the man gruffly raises his eyebrows and coaxingly tells her to hold on a little longer, she only wants to ask: What about being wealthy and detached? What about having a strong career ambition and no time for romance? What about being a 007 workaholic who doesn’t even return home?