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by: 내츄럴향기 『Pressing this button will transport you into the world of the genre I write. (You can leave once the story is finished. But if it’s not completed, who knows.)』 A silly post that appeared on my social media timeline. The problem was that anything seemed interesting during exam period. I quickly pressed ‘Share’ and called my friends to chat, then I must have fallen asleep… I should have fallen into a deep slumber just like that. “Chirp.” What? “Cheep!” What?! Where am I?

Involved in separate accidents. Russel and Finn end up sharing a cubicle in the ER on a busy night. As the hours pass, separately and together, they face issues of life and death, human nature, addiction, perceived shortcomings, love, romance, and sexual arousal.<br><br>Both men are feeling flirty and friendly at first, until they end up in a heated argument about what feature in a man is more important, his face or his body. After some time alone to think, Russel is eager to apologize for losing his temper and to explain where he was coming from. Unfortunately, Finn never returns from surgery, leaving Russel both sorry and worried.<br><br>Is Russel’s chance to make amends really gone? What will happen if the two ever do come face to face again? Can Russel win Finn over or will the need to prove his point screw everything up again?

“Thank you for calling Centerburg Bank and Credit account management. This is Leigh, how may I help you?!” For the millionth time since I started this job, I wonder how I got stuck here in my hometown, when all my other high school friends, even my old crush Donovan, managed to go on to do so many more cool things in way better places. “Hey, Leigh, how was your weekend?” A voice like smoke and velvet flows through the headset that soothes my Lycan ears. Butterflies and sparks make my cheeks flush. How is it possible for a Lycan to fall in love with a voice? *** Mackenzie thought her life working at the local bank was boring and simple until, suddenly, it wasn’t. Can such a simple love survive the return of an old flame, brutal fights with Shifters, and a violent mystery that rocks a small town? It will be a close call, but for Lycans, you can always press one. For Lycans, Press One is created by Meg Carlyle, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

# SURVIVAL # MATERIALIST # HUMOR When Su Yan woke up, he realized the zombie apocalypse had arrived. His door was about to be broken down by zombies and he wasn’t armed with anything. He quickly picked his keyboard up to try and defend himself. It was then he noticed something written on his keyboard. [F1: Move-through-wall] [F2: Invisibility] [F3: All Weapon, Infinite Ammo] [F4: Automated Lock] [F5: See-through Sight] [Ctrl + C: Copy Everything] When Su Yan finally got to the last line of command, he was shocked. [F: World Destruction]

Anastasia was given a second chance to live again. She decided to live the way she wants, but to do so, she must save the warrior with the iron leg. He is her only hope to escape from the dark life that she once lived.

-- CAPÍTULOS TODOS OS DOMINGOS ÀS 18:00H!! -- (Obra pausada por algumas semanas!! 09/05/2021) Sinopse: Jhin acorda e percebe que está dentro do primeiro jogo de realidade virtual lançado há pouco tempo, no qual conseguiu ser selecionado para adquirir uma das cópias. No entanto, o que ele não imaginava é que fosse ficar preso dentro deste mundo perigoso e mortal, tendo que lutar por sua própria vida na esperança de zerar Adventure World Online...

I, Sophie Caldwell, was once bound to alpha Maxwell Sinclair. But he betrayed me—secretly forming a bond with Madeline, the she-wolf who crippled my dancing career. When I found out, I erased my identity, fled to Belvaria as "Autumn," determined to chase my dance dreams again. I saved Lavinia from an attack, and she took me in—her family, the Wexfords, including Benedict, gave me refuge. I entered a dance contest, triumphed, and faced my past traumas head-on. Maxwell tracked me down, but I held a press conference, laying bare his abuse for the world to see. He finally let me go, guilt weighing on him. Not long after, news came: Maxwell killed Madeline.

Because some Cinderellas wear boots. And some princes are just okay with that. "You're not a man," they all say and they're right. She isn't, and she wasn't trying to be. University isn't university when there isn't some drama involved, right? So, in comes Zenjee, a third-year university student whose sole objective was to graduate comfortably without shedding any light on her mundane existence. But things never go as planned, and she soon finds herself the centre of attention as a result of one unlucky encounter. Everything in her life comes crashing down the pit when she meets Raine, an obnoxious, homophobic disaster sent from hell, who just so happened to mistake her for a gay. The wheels of fate turn slowly, first comes hate, and what follows next is blatantly obvious. One is stubborn, and the other in denial, yet the two misguided souls can't escape from each other. "What's the cure for homophobia?" "Falling in love."

Minjae is just another otaku — a quiet seventeen-year-old who finds comfort in anime, manga, and the safety of his small circle of friends. His days are filled with school, gaming marathons, and avoiding reality. But when his mother’s hidden debts catch up to them, Minjae’s peaceful world shatters overnight. With loan sharks closing in and threats piling up, Minjae is forced into a brutal world of street fights, school gang wars, and underground politics — a world he’s painfully unprepared for. Surrounded by danger, Minjae is never truly alone. His best friend Hyunwoo, a loyal gym rat with dreams of becoming a street wrestling legend, and Jisoo Han, a lazy but sharp-witted fighter known for her deadly kicks, stand by his side. Later, they’re joined by Tuah, a charming and unpredictable Malaysian senior whose elegant Silat flow hides his lethal potential. But the streets aren’t forgiving. The four regional school representatives — Seok Jinwoo, Ryu Jaeho, Kang Dohyeon, and the legendary Choi Gyuhwan — dominate the city’s fight scene, and Minjae’s name is barely a whisper among giants. As Minjae fights his way up from the bottom, he discovers his family’s buried legacy: Subaekgyeon, a forgotten martial art that could change everything. Driven by guilt, friendship, and a desire to break free from his crushing fate, Minjae must rise — not as an anime hero, but as a street legend forged in real pain. But in a city where debts, betrayal, and power rule, can Minjae survive long enough to write his own story?

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?