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The marketplace of drugs. The low-rises. The pit. “Got your yellow tops!” Thin drug addicts stumble their way to young black men, who take their wrinkled tens and twenties. A signal sent to the runners—boys waiting fifty feet away who run over, small vials in hand. The cops staked out atop a nearby building, hoping to get a photo of a kingpin on a random visit to the frontlines, are on break and not watching. Enter a man in a trenchcoat, carrying a sawed-off shotgun. Whistling “The Farmer in the Dell,” flanked by two accomplices, he approaches the stash house, an abandoned apartment where the large reserve of drugs is kept. The trio enters the house. He orders the five or six inside to get their hands up. He aims the shotgun at one. “Hey, yo, where it at?” he asks. The man refuses to say. He blasts him in the kneecap. The injured man’s screams convince one of the others to tell him where the stash is. The trenchcoat-wearing figure walks out, having robbed drugs dealers of their drugs. Behold Omar Little. The marketplace of ideas. The three thousand year old history of moral philosophy, the study of right and wrong. The warbling of disagreement, cackle of dialogue. “Good is what Gods says it is.” “Good is what the Law says it is.” “No, good is what realizes the ends of humanity.”

um avião sofre uma tragédia e cai no mar próximo de uma ilha. Não se sabe a sua localização, não sabem nem se a ilha é habitada. O que essas crianças querem saber mesmo, é se vão sobreviver, como vão sobreviver. Será mesmo que elas vão conseguir sair dessa ? A ilha é somente uma ilha como todas as outras.. . ?

Seorang dewa kematian terlahir kembali, semua ingatannya dilupakan. Kini dia harus hidup sebagai bocah bernama Ilham, orang tuanya meninggal setelah melahirkan dirinya. Kelahiran Ilham membuat bencana yang banyak memakan korban. Bagaimana kelanjutan kisah hidup Ilham selanjutnya? apakah Ilham bisa bertahan hidup? Akankah kekuatan yang disembunyikan dalam tubuhnya ini akan mengakibatkan kejadian itu terulang kembali. Tokoh ini saya buat terinspirasi dari bocah kematian, sedangkan cerita ini milik saya pribadi.

People, you know, never truly realize how unpredictable life can be. A person’s fate, of course, depends on their own efforts, but you can’t ignore the course of history. Smith had no clue—how could an engineer like him end up transmigrating into Wilhelm II? Wait, no, *Smiling Willi*? But since he’s here, wouldn’t it be a shame not to stir up some chaos? And so, the butterfly flapped its wings, a storm began to brew, and Smith smirked with that signature "Smiling Willi" grin. Fate is unpredictable: Close by in the West, the once-mighty British Empire is stumbling left and right. Across the ocean in the Americas, the newly risen powerhouse finds itself splitting apart. Meanwhile, far off in the East, the once-slumbering dragon suddenly opens its eyes wide— What happens next? Stay tuned to find out in this story!

Merrick an Heir of the Zee conglomerate is also a model known for his extravagant gay lifestyle. Kai an ordinary guy with a girlfriend who treats him like a money machine offered an opportunity no one could refuse....... "Go on a date with me" "Why" "Because you're cute" ",,," What happens next

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Escaping from the grasp of her monstrous Alpha Father who intends to marry her off to an old fellow, 23 years old Celine runs into the arms of yet another powerful Alpha Kilhan. Disregarding her hatred for his kind, she agrees to a One night stand with him in exchange for finance as her father had cut her off from the family wealth. It was supposed to be just one night, but Alpha Kilhan got obsessed, he knew he wanted her from the first sight, he had finally found his mate after years of searching and he wasn’t going to let go. Celine would do everything in her power to avoid fate, she wanted a new life away from evil power hungry Alpha wolves, but what if this fate was unavoidable? Alpha Kilhan would do everything in his power to have her, but first they needed to deal with the obstacles that stand in the way of their love story. Unending crises and family secrets threaten to break this union, dark pasts and evil motives. Can their love triumph against the storm? Or are they meant to never be? *** “Who are you?” He asked. His voice was thick but calm, and his eyes continually searched mine. Before I could answer, a woman spoke from beside him. “She’s a nobody. She isn’t part of the women we prepared for you tonight, boss.” She uttered, while we still kept our intense gaze intact. “I don’t care. I want her.”

Ele se apaixonou pelos raros olhos roxos dela. Então, pensou em tê-la por inteiro. ------ Naquela noite, a delicada mulher de olhos roxos e vestido de noiva sentou-se em sua cama enquanto o marido a observava com um sorriso. "Então,” ele arrastou as palavras, sua voz perversa e magnética, “eu não posso ver o rosto da minha esposa nem na noite de nosso casamento?" "Vossa Majestade prometeu cumprir meu único desejo," comentou a mulher, fixando o véu que cobria a metade inferior do seu rosto com as mãos ligeiramente trêmulas. Ele fitou seus misteriosos e raros olhos roxos. "Posso perguntar, por que tal desejo?" Ela o encarou de volta. "Vossa Majestade pode não gostar de ver coisas feias." Ele sorriu de canto e se aproximou dela. "Mas, eu nunca gostei de coisas bonitas." ------ Seren, a infame filha da bruxa, e Drayce, o impiedoso e cruel filho do Diabo. Ninguém jamais havia visto seu rosto, pois as bruxas devem ser feias, mas ele era o único que nunca procurou pela beleza. Ela foi amaldiçoada para nunca se apaixonar, mas ele desejou ser o único homem que ela amaria. Uma princesa amaldiçoada casada com o filho do Diabo para destruir seu reino, mas o filho do Diabo tinha um plano diferente para ela. O segredo de seu nascimento será revelado apenas para guiar o caminho até liberar os poderes ocultos dentro dela, os quais ninguém pode controlar. Com os perigos ocultos desejando seus poderes, Drayce e Seren poderão proteger um ao outro ou serão completamente engolidos pelas trevas? ------ Este é o primeiro livro da série "Diabo e Bruxa". Livro um - Filha da Bruxa e o Filho do Diabo. Livro dois - A Bruxa Amaldiçoada pelo Diabo. Livro Três - A Noiva do Diabo. Ambos os livros são conectados, mas você pode lê-los de forma independente. ------ Instagram- mynovel.20 Discord - https://discord.gg/p3Xrs8VbS3 Grupo do FB- romances de mynovel20

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!

# 1V1 # NOBLELADY The female general has transmigrated to the future. When she opened her eyes, she saw someone snatching a child. She reached out without much thought, but who would have thought the little girl would hug her and say, “Mom, don’t throw me and Brother away!” Since the female general couldn’t go back, she raised her children and educated them. She beat up scumbags and saved men, and achieved another brilliant life. In the face of outrageous people, she was an ice queen. Grandma, sister-in-law, do any of you deserve my time? Faced with her children, it was like a spring breeze in summer. “Little Xing, you’re so smart! Shi Tou, you’re also a good baby!” In the face of men, she was indifferent. “Leave if you want to. You have legs, right? Go on then, I won’t walk you out.” She was a woman with thousands of faces. Even in another world, she was still the most dazzling one.